Chapter 205: Purple Light
Pokraras Village: Numerous white human-shaped skeletons.
These bones had attacked Pokraras Village with a large force.
No matter where you looked, there were bones.
The villagers' corpses were everywhere.
The sound of fighting was still deafening.
Outside Pokraras Village,
A figure clad in yellow floated in mid-air.
Looking ahead, there were skeletons walking towards the village.
There were over one hundred thousand of them. Among the many, there were skeletons as large as buildings.
The movement of this creature, even a single step, could create a tremor.
A mysterious figure flew towards the swarm of bones.
Direction: The rental house. The former rental house had been given to Medea, a young woman sitting inside, along with an old woman.
The two sat drinking tea, contentedly. The old woman sat with her eyes closed, meditating.
Media sat at ease, her expression showing interest around the room.
There was a battle cry, and the cat dolls charged forward, punching the bones. Boom! Boom! Boom! Boom!
The dolls in Medea's room began fighting with the white skeletons. The clashing was deafening. Boom! Boom! Boom!
The dolls fought with the upper hand, the skeletons stunned by the intruders in the rented house.
The dolls' skills were all different. Boom! Boom! Boom!
The skeletons couldn't get close to either of them.
Media looked ahead.
The skeleton with the red eyes stood still.
The sound of a doll walking to the right, the skeleton running.
It blocked her path, telling her that to get through here, she had to step over my dead body first.
This doll was a cat doll. Its right hand was soft and orange, beckoning in a challenge. It was small, about half the size of Medea's arm.
The dolls all around were fighting.
A cat doll displayed a purple energy glow. It appeared in the cat doll's hand. The purple light resembled the light of stars.
It was a beautiful light, irreplaceable, shining brilliantly.
People may be captivated by the sight of this fire element and may even want to touch it, but within its beauty, the heat is still palpable.
Media's voice spoke up, "Looks like I won't be sleeping tonight. Come on in. Senior Cat will be your opponent."
The skeleton ran straight ahead, building, whoosh!
The cat doll ran towards the sound of the running, accelerating at high speed. Whoosh!
The cat doll charged towards the bones. Whoosh!
The cat doll jumped beside the skeleton's head. Whoosh! Boom!
Ahead of the cat doll, a tiger-shaped demon appeared from the doorway. Boom!
The tiger demon was made of bone, with green eyes and a tiger-like body.
The bone tiger charged. Whoosh!
The cat doll came into close range. Purple flames erupted from the cat doll's hand. Smack!
The flames increased in size, shooting straight towards the bone tiger. Boom!
The bone tiger was charred with purple flames, roasting it to the point of no bones remaining. Boom!
A purple glow radiated throughout the house.
Media, sitting in a chair, stared at the bones that were about to attack her.
Media raised her index finger, a slight smile on her face. "Then, it's time for Witch Medea to cast a spell to make you leave this world."
The index finger, with its long nails, glowed a tiny purple glow.
Medea circled her hand like she was drawing a picture, poking the sky and the shape of water.
Purple flames followed her index finger. "Ommm… In my name, great Medea, above all spirits.
I am great.
I am exalted. Witches worship me. I am the greatest, the controller of spirits.
Great magic… "
A small burst of purple flames rose from Medea's index finger.
The flames continued to glow, moving as she headed toward the skeleton. Pew! Boom!
The skeleton vanished, the purple flames consuming her body.
Medea twirled her fingers, her expression turning lazy. "Boring. Facing such a weakling, how can I fight to my full potential?
Medea's stage is about to show off her abilities. Old lady, hurry up…
Lady Medea won't tolerate this anymore?"
The old woman awoke. "Do you want to die, little one? Outside, countless skeletons await your arrival.
The entire sect is struggling, how can you do it alone?
Media, come out! "At least let me fight. My pride will be ruined by this enemy's fear.
How cruel! I misjudged you."
Media turned away, puffing her cheeks to show that she was angry.
The old woman looked up at the sky. "Then, find shelter. This has nothing to do with us. Let's hide."
Media looked up. Boom!
The ceiling collapsed. A skeleton-like turtle flew down, half the size of the house. Whoosh!
Media smiled faintly. A short while later, a gorilla doll shot into the sky.
His right hand charged with purple energy.
The purple energy exploded, attacking a large skeleton turtle. Pewwwwwww.
Boom! The skeleton turtle flew into the sky. Floating into mid-air.
"Flying Turtle! What a cool name!"
In the direction of the village, Seraph ran, trying to catch up to the escapees.
Seraph was horrified as he watched the escapees continue to distance themselves.
The crowd was starting to lose sight of Eden.
Seraph was running slowly, covered in mud, which had reduced his speed significantly. This, coupled with the exhaustion he hadn't yet recovered, was excruciating.
Seraph ran, sweating profusely, his embarrassment growing stronger.
[Someone, don't abandon me! Why are you so far behind me? If it weren't for some bastard who stomped me into the mud, I would have had time to catch up.]
Seraph examined his body. Mud was all over his body, and his skin was a smoky brown color.
"It's too heavy. Should I take off my clothes?"
Seraph ran, wondering if he should take them off.
Seraph took off his clothes while running after him. All that was left was to dig out the broken gold.
Seraph was left with only his golden suit to fly, his body significantly lighter.
Seraph looked ahead, stopped running immediately, a slight smile on his face.
"Finally, my body has become much lighter. But are there still you guys in this misfortune? I should have brought more luck with me."
Seraph turned and started running again. Thud, thud, thud.
Seraph ran away. Behind him, a small swarm of bones chased him.
Seraph lacked combat ability, so he chose an escape route.
"If I fly, I'm afraid of being targeted by those bone birds, so I run instead to reduce my risk."
And the story of Seraph's escape was about to begin.