Chapter 273: Double Concert
"Da da da da!!!"
The muzzle spewed flames frantically, and countless purifying bullets, entwined with faint golden light, poured out like a storm towards Tyle the Werewolf in mid-air!
Even the Steel-like skin of a Zombie couldn't continuously withstand such high-intensity, sustained firing in the same spot, let alone a Werewolf of Sequence 7!
"Ah! Ah ah----"
Amidst a pungent white smoke mixed with the aura of the Sun, Tyle's head, covered in black mane, was cut away inch by inch by the dense bullet rain. Hot flesh mixed with brain matter splattered wildly in all directions.
Not only Lorne himself, but even Marich, who was not far away, was splattered all over his face.
After the gunpowder smoke dissipated and the gunfire ceased, a huge headless Corpse fell heavily to its knees before everyone, completely lifeless.
This----
Whether it was Marich, who was suffering from the curse, or Steve the Wraith, who dared not easily step forward, both were slightly stunned in place by the overly shocking scene before them.
Even Sharon, who was wrestling with Jason the Zombie, almost lost her focus due to the commotion here.
The scene before them was too unbelievable! Conjuring a rapid-fire weapon out of thin air and unleashing such terrifying firepower—even the Machinery Hivemind rarely had anyone who could do such a thing!
"Not bad, I've wanted to do this for a long time."
Taking advantage of the opponent's distraction, Lorne quickly loaded a new magazine, turned the muzzle, and continued to pour bullets in the direction of Steve the Wraith!
He wanted to drive the opponent further away, to weaken the effect of the crimson moon diadem!
"Da da da da da da!!!"
Facing the renewed barrage of bullets, Steve immediately chose to turn into a Wraith. Countless bullets passed through his illusory body, shooting into the Darkness in the distance.
Even after being soaked in holy water, the faint purifying power attached to these bullets didn't have too much of an impact on Steve the Wraith, a Sequence 5 Beyonder. It was more of a psychological disturbance and a subtle spiritual sting. He endured the discomfort, transforming into a phantom, and swiftly attacked in Lorne's direction!
Lorne also took the opportunity to gather his spirituality, and without hesitation, aimed at him and unleashed a Mental Storm!
"Die!"
Another Wraith's shriek, enough to shake the soul!
Lorne's body was jolted, and his vision blurred again.
The "Calamity Premonition" allowed him to sense the direction of the opponent's attack in advance, giving him some preparation, and the Mental Storm he released also seemed to have some interfering effect on Steve.
This sudden attack from the opponent did not have the desired effect on him.
"Where is he!"
Lorne quickly recovered and frantically searched for the whereabouts of Steve, who had turned into a Wraith.
The crimson moonlight was growing thicker and thicker; he must be nearby!
!!!
The "Calamity Premonition" reacted again! This time, it was behind him!
Lorne quickly turned around, sweeping a burst of bullets from the submachine gun in his hand towards the upper part of his back!
However, the next second, a heart-wrenching pain came from his abdomen!
"Rip----"
Lorne looked down, only to see a pale and powerful hand. The one who attacked him was actually Marich, whose face was covered in Werewolf blood!
Lorne's eyes widened, his face filled with disbelief.
Was he possessed? Or—could he not withstand the curse and completely lost control?
Lorne had no time to think, directly using all his strength to punch him back fiercely!
"Hoo----hoo----" Lorne gasped for breath, his body slightly bent from the intense pain.
That Wraith—is he not attacking me now because he's afraid I have some trump card left?
No!
Lorne's pupils suddenly contracted!
His target is Sharon!
On the other side, just as Sharon was about to succeed, preparing to completely devour Jason the Zombie with that ominous black Door!
A thick black mist suddenly attacked her from the side! This caused her arm to shrink abruptly, and Jason, who was restrained, took the opportunity to break free a little.
Steve, in a black tailcoat, silently appeared behind Sharon, who was wearing a Gothic court dress.
A Wraith was about to be possessed by another Wraith!
For Steve, as long as he could control Sharon and rescue Jason the Zombie, they could completely end this battle!
"Bang!"
At this critical moment, a black flame accurately hit Steve's side! The intense pain made him let out a shriek, and he instinctively retreated.
Lorne, with a grim expression, came to Sharon's side. He held a runic Steel sword, shielding the weakened Sharon behind him.
"Why does it feel like I'm doing all the fighting from start to finish? You guys are useless! Am I not here to be a support?" Lorne complained wildly in his heart.
"If I were a Warrior, I might have become a God of Slaughter by now."
Steve, who failed in his sneak attack, did not seem to be angry. A sinister smile appeared on his face, and he just stood still, as if waiting for something.
!!!
Lorne's internal alarm bells went off! His spiritual intuition warned him frantically.
Where? Where is the danger exactly?
He suddenly felt a surge of impatience, his head spun, and his stomach cramped.
What's wrong with me----
He quickly grew weaker, but he had no idea why.
Sharon, who was lying on the ground, struggled to get up but found herself powerless. Her azure blue eyes gradually lost focus.
"Poison----" She whispered the word in a weak voice.
When?!
Lorne coughed lightly, his face turning ashen, and quickly covered his mouth and nose with his hand. A feeling of powerlessness was rising from all his limbs.
Steve the Wraith, not far away, looked at the two Beyonders who had become extremely weak and did not rush to act. He was quite wary of these two Beyonders who still retained some combat power, fearing they might have some hidden cards, and did not rashly pounce directly.
"You go----use teleportation." Sharon's voice was extremely weak. She whispered to Lorne.
"I'll take you with me." Lorne said.
"I—I can't leave my companion behind." Sharon's eyes shifted, looking at Marich, who was already half-kneeling on the ground due to pain and severe poison, not far away.
He truly values loyalty and righteousness----
"You're right, you can't abandon your companion. So, I won't abandon you either." Lorne took a step forward, completely shielding Sharon behind him, without looking at her expression.
What to do----
That bronze Door seems to be about to give out, and Miss Sharon's spirituality won't last much longer—what to do? Forcefully teleport Miss Sharon away? But Marich—
No matter what, I have to prepare for the worst.
His fingers moved slightly, and a uniquely shaped gem, emitting a faint blue light, appeared in his palm.
However, the moment the gem appeared!
"Ah!"
Lorne couldn't help but let out a painful groan.
Full Moon Speech Disorder—it appeared again! And this time, the effect seemed to be stronger than ever before!
The good news is that the crimson moon diadem can indeed be used to study Full Moon Speech Disorder. The bad news is that now is definitely not the time for research!
I'm so far away, and the Speech Disorder has such a big reaction. If I were directly next to the crimson moon diadem—
Speech Disorder—
I've got it! There's a way!
"Cover your ears!" Lorne whispered to Sharon beside him.
Sharon also seemed to hear something. She parted her cherry lips and weakly replied, "Understood."
My stamina is low, and I'm poisoned—this time, it must succeed!
Lorne raised his hand and shot a black flame in Steve's direction. The moment he instinctively dodged, Lorne predicted his position and threw the blue gem in his hand with all his might!
The moment the gem reached the vicinity of the crimson moon diadem, countless indescribable, mad, and chaotic Speech Disorder instantly appeared around Steve like a burst dam!
"Ah—!!!"
That extreme pain, originating from the depths of his soul, made him instinctively shut down the effect of the crimson moon diadem!
The crimson moonlight instantly disappeared, and the dock was once again enveloped in Darkness and silence. The tormenting murmurs also ceased abruptly.
Almost at the same time, Lorne activated another talisman hidden in his sleeve, gripped his runic Steel sword, and exploded forward with a powerful push of his legs towards Steve!
With the Full Moon effect gone and the source of the Speech Disorder cut off, Steve quickly regained a shred of consciousness from the extreme pain. He looked at the charging Lorne, a sneering and cruel smile on his face.
Trying to trade injuries while I'm weak? Naive!
This broken sword won't do much damage to me at all! Those talismans are the same! You, poisoned, won't live much longer anyway. But since you're actively seeking death, I'll take your life!
Steve steadied himself, his cold aura re-condensing around him, preparing to meet Lorne's "futile" final strike.
However, just as Lorne was about to rush in front of him—he suddenly discovered that, accompanied by the dazzling flash of light emitted by the talisman in front of him, Lorne's figure had actually disappeared into thin air!
What?! Where did he go?!
The sneer on Steve's face instantly froze, transforming into surprise and vigilance. He immediately looked around, searching for Lorne's trace.
At the moment his attention was completely drawn, a light, seemingly ordinary playing card, like a leaf blown by the wind, silently floated around Steve.
"Allow me to invite you to another concert."
Accompanied by the playful words, a pitch-black ear, as if condensed from pure madness, was forcibly stuffed into Steve's Wraith-transformed body!
Like a prelude to hell, the noisy, illusory, and utterly evil Speech Disorder instantly spread wildly within his body!
No human could specifically describe this sound!
"Ugh ah ah ah—!!!"
Steve let out a scream countless times more agonizing than before. He could no longer maintain any form, completely dispelling his Wraith transformation, and fell from mid-air like a broken Puppet, the crimson moon diadem in his hand rolling to the ground.
He collapsed to the ground in pain, all the blood vessels in his head bulging hideously, as if they were about to explode the next second!
Bang! Bang! Bang!
Lorne's figure reappeared, his face ashen, blood spilling from the corner of his mouth. He fired several shots at Steve, who was writhing in pain on the ground!
Black flames! Spider silk! Black flames!
Bullets with strange effects rained down on Steve, who was already a bloody mess and twitching wildly on the ground.
"No—!"
Steve seemed to foresee his end. He raised his fists and, with his last ounce of strength, slammed them violently into his already severely damaged head!
"Bang!"
His head instantly turned into a pulpy mess like a rotten tomato. Milky white spots first sprayed upwards, then mixed with red blood, scattering in all directions.
Accompanying this was a translucent phantom, which rapidly expanded, transforming into a huge, jellyfish-like entity.
Having lost his head, he seemed to have escaped the influence of that terrifying Speech Disorder. He was even able to drag his headless, broken body and flee into the Darkness in the distance!
Sharon, dressed in a Gothic court dress, suddenly floated and appeared in front of Steve.
Her right palm was tightly clenched, and her left hand held the palm-sized ornament inlaid with a circle of dark red gems.
The crimson moon diadem could make its wielder immune to the effects of the Full Moon!
The moment Steve dropped it, Sharon used all her strength to snatch it. And taking advantage of the chaos just now, as well as her brief recovery of power, she quickly finished off Jason the Zombie, who had already been restrained by the bronze Door.
Accompanied by Sharon's cold and sharp "Wraith's Scream."
The headless Steve—fell.