Chapter 194: In the Mist

As everything in sight was covered in ice, Angel's body also froze and shattered, and instantly appeared not far behind Panatia.

She used up the only magic mirror, and only then did she get rid of the doom of being frozen to death.

As she prepares to get out of danger, Angel discovers that the mirrors in the surrounding buildings that are large enough for her to use are completely uncontrollable, except for the magic mirrors, which are smeared with blood and closely connected to her own spirits, which can be used as a stand-in.

"The suppression of the high sequence over the low sequence of the same pathway is absolute......"

Lola's reminder suddenly sounded in her head, and she realized the meaning of this sentence at this time.

As the distance widened, the bloody haze was once again inhaled into her lungs, and the disease spread by the "Lady of Despair" continued to spread into the air around her after being briefly suppressed by the ban.

No, it wasn't a disease under her control, but waves of plagues brought about by the deepening iron-black mist......

Angel instantly understood this: the fog that filled most of the East Side, and even gradually poured into other areas, did not come from the desperate lady Panatia, but with the help of the haze, with the help of the large-scale ritual prepared in advance, perhaps only by killing or severely invading the presiding officer of the ceremony could the poisonous fog that had killed countless people continue to spread throughout the city.

Until then, it doesn't make sense for Panatia to "ban the spread of disease."

After figuring this out, Angel quickly switched to the "Rose Necklace" herding soul and regained the extraordinary abilities of the "Apostle of Desire".

Take control of your desires!

She will detonate all the desires of the other party in the most violent form, not secretly and gradually provoke.

Panatia obviously didn't expect Angel to have such a variety of extraordinary abilities, and was suddenly provoked by all kinds of desires in her heart, and her holy face took on a hint of crimson, but she quickly suppressed the strange feeling that followed, and her eyes that had reverted to mirror stared at Angel in the distance.

With her mirror-like eyes reflecting the silhouette of her enemies, she can unleash a curse without even flesh or hair!

Angel, who was struggling to suppress her cough and was about to continue her attack, was surprised that the other party had recovered from the desire to burn so quickly, and immediately felt the blood in her whole body begin to boil and burn, just like Severia used a curse to call her, but this burning sensation was a hundred times stronger, and even made her heart stop beating.

"Boom-"

In the next moment, Angel's body ignited with a black curse flame, burning her into a thin, burning paper figure.

"Paper man stand-in?"

Seeing this, Panatia did not hesitate to use the spider silk to pull herself out of her original position, and two bullets followed closely behind, grazing her body.

"Ahem, ahem—"

Angel, who appeared behind her, was about to continue raising her gun to aim, but was interrupted by the phlegm gushing out of her throat, and she couldn't help but cough continuously.

After only half a minute of fighting, she had been repeatedly infected with various diseases in the haze, and the organs that were barely repaired by the "Rose Necklace" were eroded by germs again and again, this time not only the lungs, but also the tissues of the whole body were quickly destroyed in the poisonous fog, and it was difficult to play a normal role.

Fighting against such an opponent, if you can't solve the battle quickly, you're waiting for death!

"Solar Halo!"

Angel, who was a little unsteady in her grip with a gun, tried to use the sun brooch from Sherlock to create an aura with purifying power to remove the abnormality on her body, but she immediately found that this divine power could only purify the surrounding souls, and it was completely ineffective against the diseases on her body, but instead made her already feverish body even hotter, as if baking in flames.

The constant coughing, the heavier and more difficult breathing, and the temperature of the body almost broke through the limit, Angel made his feet limp, unsteady on his feet, and slowly fell to his knees.

Beside her lay several residents of the Eastern Side, who had also died in the fog of death, staring at her with blank eyes, as if a foreshadowing of a future that was not far off her.

"I once met a demigod who complained before he died that witches are as difficult to kill as soothsayers, and now I have some experience," Panatia's soft, dignified voice came from her, but the words made her feel more and more desperate, "but how long can you survive the disease?" One minute? Thirty seconds? ”

The witch didn't seem to be in a hurry to attack, but slowly approached and observed Angel, with a hint of curiosity in her eyes, like a naïve girl observing the pets at home.

"I thought that you would die in the haze, and I also thought that after the incident subsided, I would return to Beckland and find you in hiding, but I didn't expect that you would come and die by yourself......" She slowly approached, and the black mist that continued to emit from Angel's disgust, "By the way, the dead intruder in the ruins on the outskirts can't be your companion, right?" ”

"Bang-"

She was answered by a bullet fired by Angel's sudden hand.

The dark blue "Storm Convergence" directly smashed Panatia's forehead, but instead of flesh and blood, it was a mirror fragment that gradually drifted away, and the desperate lady who used her eyes as a mirror again and launched a stand-in appeared in the mist in front of her, and the malicious laughter that did not hide it reached Angel's ears.

A few invisible spider silks quickly probed along the sound, but they were burned into burning lines by the black flames that suddenly appeared, and the ice spikes formed in the air pierced out one by one, but they were smashed back by the other party.

Angel dragged her hot body to barely dodge the ice spikes, raising her gun to try to aim at the hazy figure in the mist, but her hard-to-focus eyes couldn't catch Panatia's location - her eyes had been destroyed by the spreading disease, and even the "flesh control" that had been maintained had no time to repair.

"What, don't you continue?"

Not far behind him, the hateful voice of the Lady of Despair sounded.

"I probably can, um, play with you for five minutes, but unfortunately, you shouldn't be able to last that long."

Panatia's voice was filled with disappointment, as if she had found a toy that had been bought at a high price had been broken in a matter of minutes.

Her figure slowly walked out of the thick fog, stepping on the undulated spider silk, holding a sharp, crystalline ice gun in her hand, with a playful smile on her face, as if she was about to step forward to end this boring game of cat and mouse.

"I'm curious, what is the reason why you came here to die? Can't go deep into the 'backup' of the haze at all? The so-called 'justice' in the heart? Could it be that some of my loved ones died at my hands? ”

Step by step, light footsteps approached from behind Angel.

It is...... Right now!

Angel had long since stopped repairing her body with the "Rose Necklace", accumulating the last shred of spirituality, and at this moment all the places around her that could be used for "flame jumping" came to her mind, and several of the dim flames were being trampled by the Lady of Despair one by one.

Boom –

Angel's figure appeared in the midst of a black flame at Panatia's feet, the "Good Luck" pistol pressed right against the chest of the desperate lady with a look of surprise on her face, and the hammer that had been broken first was pulled down with the trigger and slammed into the primer of the "Storm Convergence".

With a loud bang, the bullet, which had increased to sixteen times its power, carried Angel's last of his spirituality like a giant hammer through Panatia's white robes, piercing her not-so-fragile body.

Also, she pierced another "Lady of Despair" who appeared not far from the front right and reappeared under the effect of the Magic Mirror Double.

……

"You're really surprising to me, Erin Watson, well, that's not your real name."

Panatia stroked her chest, which had been pierced twice by bullets just now, making the Sequence 4 Extraordinaire feel uneasy.

Not far away, a black wooden staff that had been broken in two by a bullet fell to the ground, and along with a fragment of a mirror closer to Angel, it was gradually covered in a thick haze.

"Next time I'll learn a lesson and make the position that appears after the stand-in swap even more irregular."

She slowly approached the "Witch of Pleasure" who had collapsed to the ground, and sighed in regret or joy as she watched Angel's bare skin, which had exhausted her spirituality, gradually appear black oil-paint-like patterns.

"You're stronger than most of the sequence 5s I've ever seen, but it's a pity that the gap between the two sequences can't be made up by tactics at all."

Gently kicked Angel's arm, and seeing that she did not react, Panatia relieved herself condensed an ice spear in the palm of her hand that was not too long, but the tip was extremely sharp, and pointed it at the opponent's chest.

"Don't worry, it won't hurt if you take it lightly," she said to herself with a smile on her face, "and dying here can also leave you a good name, such as ...... The culprit behind the Beckland smog? ”

She scoffed, raised her arm, and stabbed it down.

But in the next moment, the ice gun in her hand had disappeared without a trace, as if what she was holding just now was air, and the stabbing action was like child's play.

Panatia instinctively looked into the air, and in the middle of the iron-black haze, a figure in a hooded robe quietly appeared, the cloak fluttering in the wind, outlining the feminine curves inside.

Beneath the hood, there was a beautiful face, and under the black hair, the black eyes were dull, reflecting the frightened expression of the desperate lady.

They are all lying to you, how can anyone add more?

(End of chapter)