It’s a strange invasion, is it okay for me to fight back?

Chapter 622 Second Form

call…………

Ling Feiran couldn't help but close her eyes and take a deep breath.

As the notes were torn apart, the burden in her heart was swept away, and her body became light. A breeze suddenly arose in the room with the doors and windows tightly closed, and the airflow surrounded her, causing her hair to fly in the breeze.

She felt a strange change taking place in her body.

There is a full-length mirror in the corner of the dormitory.

Ling Feiran slowly walked over.

In the mirror, she saw a pale golden halo appear on the back of her head, black feathers piercing her skin and emerging from her clothes, and a pair of wings unfolding from her back.

Just when she thought the feathers would cover her entire body, the bird feathers began to gradually transform into snake scales from her chest downwards. The snake scales were densely packed and continued to extend downwards, transforming back into black bird feathers at her calves. Her feet turned into eagle-like claws, and a nearly five-meter-long scorpion tail grew from her tailbone.

At this moment, Ling Feiran has a halo, wings, snake scales, a scorpion tail, and is over two meters tall; she is half angel and half demon.

She stared at herself in the mirror, looking herself up and down.

“This is… the West Wind Demon, Pazuzu,” she murmured to herself.

In Mesopotamian mythology, Pazuzu is a fearsome, dualistic supernatural being who is a demon god who controls plagues and storms.

After the demise of Mesopotamian civilization, Christianity began to flourish, and indigenous deities declined. Some were completely forgotten in history, while others were denigrated as demons by religious scholars. Pazuzu also transformed from a guardian deity into a demon, and its complexity was greatly simplified.

If Ling Feiran had a regular demon card, then the two cards Feng Ling sent would be completely unsuitable.

It was precisely because Pazuzu herself possessed the attributes of fighting plagues and protecting others that she perfectly absorbed the divine healer and the saintess.

Of course, as a secondary card, the Healer is influenced by the West Wind Demon, which will cause a deviation in the direction of healing, and will not be able to perform the miracle of limb regeneration. The saints who follow the power of the Holy Maiden should more accurately be called believers here.

It's also important to note that cards are always just imitations of mythology, not the mythology itself. People don't become gods or demons from myths just because they own cards. Ultimately, they just have some supernatural abilities that ordinary people don't possess.

Ling Feiran stood in front of the mirror, slowly adjusted her breathing, and retracted her second form.

Rumble, rumble——

A clap of thunder sounded, and large raindrops pounded against the windowpane.

Hearing the sound, she went to the window and looked outside. The once peaceful road was now filled with flying sand and stones, the shrubs in the green belt were swaying violently in the wind, and the sky had changed. Thick thunderclouds covered the city, blocking out the sun.

Guangnan experiences frequent torrential rains in the summer, and by late August, it will enter a period of high typhoon activity.

Outside the window, the weather was changing rapidly, and thunder was rumbling.

Ling Feiran inside the room was surprisingly calm.

She broke free from the influence of the fatal lament, and her mind became exceptionally clear.

The first thing to consider is, why would Amir attack her?

What makes her special compared to other nurses is that she is investigating the patient with the lizard-like face.

So, Amir wants to protect the patient and kill her to silence her?
It seems her investigation was on the right track. If she continued to check the windows on each floor, she could find out which ward the lizard patient was in. Unfortunately, she was captivated by Amir's music and stopped checking after two floors.

Now that I think about it carefully, could the pregnant woman who died suddenly and the nurse who fell to her death also be the work of Amir?

His music is so deceptive... It sounds so beautiful, so warm, so peaceful and serene, who would have thought that those notes might hide a deadly intent?
She should report to her superiors that such a huge menace is lurking in the inpatient department.

But before that, she needed to figure out exactly how many people were being controlled by the music. If she hastily notified her superiors without clearing the notes, and Amir was alerted, there was no guarantee he wouldn't order all those controlled by the notes to commit suicide.

Ling Feiran had an even bigger worry—had the leaders of the inpatient department been influenced by the musical notes?
The rain poured down and the wind howled.

Ling Feiran turned around calmly, opened the wardrobe, found a clean work uniform, put it on, and then took an umbrella before going out.

The wind was strong, and many people with umbrellas were being blown about on the road, but Ling Feiran's umbrella remained steady.

The raging wind and rain softened around her.

She stood by the roadside waiting for the shuttle bus, thinking: The nurse who jumped off the building and I were both acting in public. After we die, the cards will be taken away by the Inspectorate. So Amir's real purpose in killing us is not the cards, but just to silence us.

The nurse who jumped must have sensed something.

What could it be?

What secret led Amir to repeatedly target the volunteers?
I didn't sense any malice or hatred from him. He used music to kill people, was it for entertainment?

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Because of the sudden change in weather, the activity area of ​​the inpatient department was deserted, all the patients had returned to their wards, and the entire building was brightly lit.

Ling Feiran did not go to the ninth floor, but instead went to the medical waste storage point located on the basement floor.

Because she frequently brought in trash, she had become somewhat familiar with the staff. She excused herself, saying her clothes were dirty and asked to use the changing room. She then locked the door, took off her clothes, neatly folded them, and activated the Ghost Card's ability. Her body transformed into a wisp of mist, passing through the wall—

The ghostly ability has strict requirements for the environment. In extreme weather conditions, the ghostly body will have difficulty controlling its direction of movement. However, the West Wind Demon is a wind demon, so even if there is a storm outside, Ling Feiran can still move freely.

Her goal was clear: to continue checking every window on every floor, to find the lizard-faced patient, and to find out who was being controlled by Amir's music.

A translucent ghost drifted in the wind, skimming past window after window like a dragonfly skimming the water.

She saw many musical notes...

Countless, almost every infected person who is conscious is surrounded by musical notes.

This is actually illogical, because according to Ling Feiran's understanding of the cards, no card has such a large skill range. Releasing skills requires energy, and energy will be depleted. How can Amir release skills on so many infected?
The ghost drifted down to the next window—

There were six beds in the room, and six infected people were lying there. Transparent musical notes slowly floated around their bodies, seemingly there but not there.

One of them tossed and turned in bed, writhing in pain, and began to hum softly the folk songs Amir had taught him.

The other patients, hearing the familiar melody, slowly began to hum along.

They sang louder and louder, becoming more and more absorbed in their singing. The musical notes in the room became lively, changing from translucent to passionate red, leaping rapidly among the patients!

Ling Feiran's heart stirred slightly, and she immediately floated down to the next window.

As she expected, the infected patient in the next ward heard the singing and started singing along.

　Writing web novels sometimes really requires a strong sense of conviction. For example, when I was writing this chapter, I discovered that the information I had found before was wrong. Pazuzu is not the West Wind Demon at all, but the Southeast Wind Demon. However, I had already written this far, so it was really difficult to change it. I had no choice but to bite the bullet and continue writing it this way. Besides, the five characters "Southeast Wind Demon" don't sound right at all!

　　(End of this chapter)