Chapter 686

Chapter 71 Fire of Rebirth Part Three

Without warning.

My mind went blank for a moment, still maintaining the posture of tilting my head and looking down at Betty. At the corner of my vision, the woman continued to look up at the sky, slightly raising her right hand. No one could have predicted this action of hers, and no one had truly been on guard against her.

But in the next moment, a sharp whistling sound filled the air.

In a daze, countless brown crystals flashed past, accompanied by the wind, shooting out in all directions at an astonishing speed.

Even I couldn’t react in time.

Pfft pfft pfft pfft—

The light sounds of spikes piercing flesh sounded densely in my ears. I suddenly jolted, my heart sinking as I instinctively turned to look at the woman. However, what first entered my sight was the old mayor’s dark and blood-stained face, filled with disbelief.

“Ha ha ha…”

His turbid eyes were wide open, his whites turning blood red. He clutched his own throat, staring at Elina, wanting to say something but unable to utter a word. Blood gushed from between his fingers, splattering onto the woman’s hood and face. On the other side, the burly man Monty, who had a hole pierced through his head, fell straight backward.

Plop.

No screams.

Swoosh swoosh swoosh!

Plop plop plop plop—

The shrill wind sounds spread outward from the woman, countless crystals penetrating one person after another at a speed invisible to the naked eye—heads, bodies, men holding knives, crying women, half-grown children, and the elderly. In just a blink, everyone visible on this dirt path stiffened and fell one after another.

They didn’t even have time to make any sound.

!!!

My heart clenched instantly. It was hard to describe what kind of emotion burst forth. Only feeling my scalp tingling, I finally reacted, scooping up Betty and taking off with Moonwalk, flying back more than ten meters in a whoosh.

What is she doing…

What did she do!!!

“Damn it…”

I gritted my teeth, muttering under my breath, still somewhat stunned. Looking at the corpses scattered on the ground, the dark red blood seeped out, soaking the earth.

Those people were still talking or crying just moments ago. Each had their own actions and thoughts. Facing the sudden arrival of the Church Knights, some wanted to surrender, others advocated resistance, while some were at a loss, secretly crying, unwilling to let their men go to war…

But before the knights arrived, those countless thoughts, actions, and recently vibrant lives had already ceased without warning.

As if the world had suddenly become silent.

The air froze.

Only in the distance could faint voices of chaos be heard.

I held Betty, my hands trembling violently.

This woman has gone mad…

She has gone mad! Damn lunatic!!!

“Betty, run—”

I stared fixedly at the woman, placing the little girl down, intending to hold her off alone so that she could run—her grandfather was already dead, her mother lay in a pool of blood, and the baby in her arms had long stopped crying, perhaps also dead—this little girl might not withstand such a blow, but she must escape quickly, even if she has to live on her own.

“Run quickly…”

I put her down.

But the little girl couldn’t stand upright.

She fell forward toward the ground.

!

I reacted quickly, catching her again immediately. But this time, my hand touched the little girl’s stomach, feeling the sticky, large patches of warm liquid, covering my palm.

What is this…

My head buzzed, and I instinctively looked down.

It’s blood…

So much blood…

Little Betty

In my arms, her head hung low, silver hair scattered and swaying slightly in the wind. Her body was soft, leaning against my arm like she had no bones, completely powerless. Crimson blood seeped from her abdomen, dripping down her old robe, splattering on the ground.

The maid stopped chattering.

“Betty…”

My lips trembled as I gently shook her.

“Betty!”

“Sis…ter…”

The little girl slowly lifted her head at the sound of her name.

Her eyes were half-closed, her beautiful azure irises now devoid of light. Her small face was pale.

As her consciousness wavered, she moved her fingers, seemingly trying to lift her arm, but it wouldn’t budge. There was fear in her eyes, but mostly confusion and bewilderment at what was happening.

Then, all that faded quickly in her tiny pupils.

What should I do…

“Betty, don’t sleep… Betty!”

What should I do, what should I do, what should I do…

How can I save her? What must I do to keep her alive…

Miracle healing…

I don’t know how to perform a miracle healing… But by the time the church arrives, she’ll be dead… Who can save her… Who—

That woman…

Elina, she knows how to perform a miracle healing…

Only she can…

“Elina!”

Holding Betty, I shouted loudly to the woman nearby, “You damned madwoman! Hurry up! Use your miracle healing to save her—”

“Save them!”

“You damned old hag!!!”

“I’ll do anything you want! Anything you desire, I’ll agree to it!”

“Save her!”

“Why did you—kill them!!!”

“Why—”

As I shouted, the woman suddenly turned her head.

Whoosh—

In the next moment, a gust of wind hit me, accompanied by intense flames. She instantly appeared before me, the wind flipping back her hood, revealing half of her burned and withered face and one blind eye, just white eyeball remaining.

That cold, emotionless face stayed in my sight for only an instant.

“Gah!”

Boom—

She swung her right arm, a whip-like motion towards me. Instinctively, I raised my fist to block, a roar escaping me as a massive explosion erupted before my eyes. The ice and fire mingled, and the terrifying impact sent me flying, lifting me off the ground by two or three meters. My hands let go, and the little girl’s soft body flew out.

Crash!

She smashed into a cart by the roadside, baskets scattering everywhere, the old cart collapsing with a loud noise, one of its wheels deformed. Betty’s small body fell among the debris, lifeless.

Damn it…

“Crazy woman!!!”

My mind felt like it was exploding. Emotions flared like a fire, and I stumbled to the ground, my vision red with rage. I wanted to tear the woman apart with my bare hands. Just as this thought flashed through my mind, the woman burst out of the explosion, her cloak swirling with frost and sparks, not giving me any time to breathe or think. In an instant, she was right in front of me.

“Aaaaahhhh——”

Boom!

Two figures collided again, another intense explosion blooming in the night of the town. Sand and dust filled the air, and dark crimson flames rose, with black smoke swirling within. A teenage girl stood at the center of the impact, hair dancing in the wind, her face filled with anger. She gripped the woman’s neck with one hand and snapped it with a crack. The woman’s head twisted at a ninety-degree angle, but her expression remained unchanged.

In the next moment, a faint, tearing sound echoed. A huge, withered, long, and strange blood hand suddenly extended from the woman’s back, reaching for the girl’s head!