Chapter 52: Approaching the Source (12)
The shimmering fireflies grew larger after a full meal, and they returned to Scarlet Feather's body, Scarlet Feather felt that her heart was very hot, not like the initial pain, and the power continued to swim in her soul and even in her limbs, but it comfortably made Scarlet Feather want to moan.
She didn't have to look down to know that the blood-colored butterfly on her chest must be becoming more and more obvious, conspicuously as if it was about to ooze blood. Once it was all absorbed, Scarlet Feather visibly felt that she had become stronger.
The fruit knife flexibly rotated in her palm a few times, without hurting her fingers in the slightest, and she seemed to be a different person.
It's just a different person.
Her body wasn't controlled by her thoughts, Scarlet Feather thought, looking at the rest of the dolls. The battle is not over yet, there are still more than thirty remaining dolls, and the effect of the forbidden talisman is almost over.
There was no time to grind, and Scarlet Feather moved again. This time, though, she didn't draw any more spells, leaning forward and rushing towards the dolls. It was lightness like never before, Scarlet Feather felt as light as a feather, and in an instant, she came to a puppet.
The fruit knife expertly stabbed into the puppet's face, as if it had practiced countless movements, and when the blood spurted out, the scarlet feather was no longer in place, and could only fall to the ground, rolling with dust. The figure of the scarlet feather is like a butterfly, playing among the flowers played by the puppet, every time the figure shakes, the hand rises and falls, it is splashed with blood.
After slashing a few puppets, the effect of the forbidden talisman finally passed, and the remaining puppets had purple lines on their faces, and their aura became stronger, and they pounced on Scarlet Feather. Scarlet Feather didn't move, her hand hanging down, blood dripping down the blade and splashing on the ground.
Scarlet Feather lowered her head, her messy hair obscuring most of her face, and she could only see her cherry-red lips curling a little, and she was smiling, laughing at the dolls' indiscretion.
The puppets hadn't approached a meter around Scarlet Feather, only to hear Scarlet Feather whisper in a low voice, "Bloom", and the puppets suddenly exploded, and the stumps flew sideways.
Scarlet Feather broke into the group of dolls to kill the puppets in close quarters, she did not absorb the power of the evil spirit curse in the puppet's body, on the contrary, she controlled and injected the power of the evil spirit curse into the body of the puppet she killed through a fruit knife, causing it to form a time bomb-like thing.
As it moved, the blade once again drew a circuit in the air to communicate the power of the evil spirit's curse, allowing the puppets killed by Scarlet Feather to connect them together to form a chain. As long as she instills the power of the evil spirit curse into the bodies of those puppets through the circuit, and with a little stimulation, these puppet bombs will be detonated.
Scarlet Feather is standing right in the center of the puppet bomb, and when the puppets rush towards her, it is doomed to death.
The effect of the seven puppet bombs is considerable, and it clears the area around the scarlet feather in one fell swoop, countless stumps and blood clots, and blood rains, turning this place into a terrifying hell. Scarlet Feather's body was stained red with blood, and at this moment, she was like a Shura witch, and the tiny touch at the corner of her mouth made people shudder.
The explosion didn't kill all the dolls, some of them were just mutilated by the explosion, and they lost most of their mobility, and they struggled to crawl towards the scarlet feather in the center, without any fear. Others survived because they didn't have time to get too close.
Scarlet Feather didn't look at the puppets struggling and squirming on the ground, and walked towards the dozen or so puppets that were still in good condition. The pace is not hurried, and stepping on the corpses on the ground is as easy as walking in your own garden.
Scarlet Feather felt that her chest was getting hotter and hotter, Scarlet Feather didn't know what she was doing, and the excessive intake of the evil spirit curse power made her feel like she had drunk a lot of wine, drunk, and just acting on her body's instincts. Although the power of the evil spirit curse obtained from killing these puppets was not much, it allowed her to enter this wonderful state.
She needed more killing, gluttonous, endlessly, wanting more power.
These puppets, she wants to kill them all!
Of course, she had her eyes on the dozen or so dolls that were still intact here, and Scarlet Feather could tell for herself which side was more threatening than the broken dolls.
The dolls had no intelligence and no fear, and they surrounded Scarlet Feather again, but perhaps a little stronger, and they didn't rush closer to Scarlet Feather. In their perception, the aura of the scarlet feather was constantly getting stronger, and the rising momentum inexplicably caused a certain amount of oppression to them.
Perhaps dissatisfied with the dolls' cautious movements, Scarlet Feather couldn't wait any longer, their scent seducing her, just as a hungry stomach craves food, stronger than a drug craving. Scarlet Feather ran, its blade slicing through the air, leaving a trail of blood.
At this time, the puppets also moved, but there was still no cooperative siege. Scarlet Feather was amazed at how she could make such nimble movements, interspersing between the dolls, and she was faster than the dolls. The puppets barely touched Scarlet Feather before they were slashed by the ordinary fruit knife in Scarlet Feather's hand.
Of course, this fruit knife has actually become not ordinary in Scarlet Feather's hand, she has covered it with the power of the evil spirit curse, making the attack range of the blade longer and sharper, if you look closely, you can find that every time it brings out the blood, it is the layer of purple qi wrapped around the fruit knife......
The puppet was suddenly solved by the inhuman power of Scarlet Feather, and an evil spirit took advantage of Scarlet Feather's inattention, and pounced from behind, a pair of ghost claws attacked sharply, making a sound of breaking through the air, like a long eagle breaking through the sky, vicious and vicious, and grabbed towards Scarlet Feather's thin shoulder.
With her sense of the dolls' breath, Scarlet Feather noticed the dolls' movements early on, even if she didn't have to look at them. She had already calculated everything, and after piercing the head of the puppet in front of her, she pulled out her knife, grabbed the puppet violently, and switched positions with him, just using the puppet's corpse to block the puppet that rushed from behind.
Scarlet Feather tiptoed a little on the puppet's corpse, and the whole person instantly took off from the battlefield, and at the same time, her hands were not idle, and the purple qi was connected to the puppet's corpse along the circuit drawn by the blade, and the evil spirit curse power in the puppet's corpse was detonated, and finally the last few dolls were eliminated by the puppet bomb made by Scarlet Feather.
Scarlet Feather landed lightly and let out a breath.
That's not enough!
She set her gaze on the mutilated and struggling dolls, as if "I moved" before a meal, and moved, the blade effortlessly piercing each head. When Scarlet Feather stopped, there was no more moving doll.
ps: Have you noticed that the last two days have been a shift? The baby said that the document was damaged, and the manuscript was hung up, and it will be restored tomorrow...... Gollum......