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"That's not necessarily true. They can't all be that strong, right? What if I happen to catch the weakest one..."

As the shaman-like man tossed his short, branch-shaped antler staff around his neck, he suddenly saw his contracted spirit dog's ears perk up and it begin to whimper softly. He tilted his head in confusion to listen.

"Did you hear any strange noises?"

Jerome dusted off the pumpkin seed powder on his hands, raised his chin at the wailing and revelry of the pedestrians in the street, and said dismissively:

"Come on, man, isn't it strange to hear any noise at this hour?"

No sooner had he finished speaking than a melodious and strange piece of music drifted in on the wind.

Jerome's eyes suddenly glazed over, as if he were being soaked in a bucket of warm water, his mind and body becoming soft and limp as if floating on clouds. A strong sense of drowsiness surged up, making him want to fall into a deep sleep and never wake up again.

"It sounds like... someone is playing the flute—"

The mixed-race shaman was quite powerful and could barely maintain some clarity of mind. He tried to shout, but he stopped abruptly after uttering only half a sentence.

Amidst the struggling and dazed looks of the group, a thin line of blood suddenly appeared across his throat, its color rapidly darkening from light to dark!

"Thump!" The bewildered head slumped to the ground.

A hideous face with a crooked nose and slanted eyes emerged from the alley. A sharp, foot-long hunting knife flashed, flicked a few drops of blood, and swung down hard towards Jerome's thick, fat neck!

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"Hmm, so they've finally shown up."

As he walked through the bustling crowd, Zhu Mingyao's fingers brushed against the cloth bag of the child beside him, and he casually grabbed a mint candy, popped it into his mouth, and then gave the child a talisman in return.

With a cool sweetness in his mouth, he put the communicator back in his pocket, but he didn't rush to the amusement park that had been reported. This was because within his perception range, several familiar and unfamiliar evil energies erupted simultaneously in different locations in the city, immediately engaging in a covert battle with the superhumans defending various areas.

To his surprise, the first wave of attacks by those evil beings did not cause large-scale casualties.

To the officials and temporary police officers who rushed to provide support, this situation might seem like a relief, but to Zhu Mingyao, who had clashed with the other side several times, it appeared extremely suspicious.

Given the enemy's true strength, a full-scale attack on civilians would be enough to cause serious casualties.

Such a bombshell attack, with all the noise and no substance, is beyond restraint; it's practically a display of tenderness!

"What on earth are they planning? To stage such a grand performance art piece?"

With too little useful information, Zhu Mingyao simply stopped thinking wildly, pulled out a piece of brownish-green cloth, and followed the most familiar scent to kill his way there.

No matter what their schemes or tricks are, we'll know once we catch two of them.

Chapter 282 Halloween Night of Horror 5

"You will keep the one whose heart is steadfast in your faith in you very well!"

As the proverbs chanted in Latin resounded, a platinum halo shone brightly. Before the illusory shadow arrows could even get close, they were purified into blue smoke. Simultaneously, strands of hidden, transparent threads were forced out of the void, writhing like venomous snakes, slapping against the defensive divine spell.

The dark gold longsword was as steady as a mountain. With a simple horizontal and vertical stroke, it drew a perfectly neat cross. The mighty sword roar surged forth, and the entire roof of the carousel was instantly blown off. Along with several Cupid reliefs that revealed their fierce expressions, they twisted and disintegrated in mid-air, turning into a sky full of debris.

"over there!"

The monster in front of her was knocked out in one hit, and the surrounding evil aura was instantly cleared away. The druid girl keenly grasped a trace of the hidden creature's aura, and swiftly lashed out her thorny whip, shooting it into a toy vending machine in the distance.

Amidst the exploding sparks from the circuit, dolls tumbled out, instantly expanding dozens of times in size. They brandished claws made of steel plates and nails, charging forward menacingly and engaging the armed crowd in a fierce battle.

"Damn it, you're trying to play dirty tricks on me, aren't you!"

Tilting his head to avoid several steel nails shot out by a tall, crimson toy fox, Holger growled angrily. His muscular arm swelled up again, and with a single swing of his magic axe, he easily sliced ​​through the steel-like fur coat, cleanly cleaving it in two.

As the mechanical parts clattered and scattered, a skeleton that was not yet fully developed fell out, and the phantom of a child with a face full of blood and tears quickly vanished.

"What a bunch of bastards!" She was also a seasoned superhuman, so how could she not see what was going on? Her facial muscles twitched, and she twisted her wrist with the momentum, slashing at the head of the brown bear next to her, about to free the child's soul imprisoned by evil alchemy.

"Whoosh!" The teddy bear was chopped and smashed by the heavy axe, and its upper body exploded into pieces.

Amidst the flying springs and gears, a short, dark figure darted out like lightning, wielding a gleaming, razor-sharp knife that reeked of decay, and stabbed it fiercely towards her face!

This sudden attack caught her off guard, and it was too late for her to retaliate. The woman let out a fierce growl, tilted her head slightly to avoid a fatal blow, her trapezius muscles bulging, the tattoos on them gleaming with spiritual light, as she met the clearly cursed dagger.

Just then, a long, golden blade, like a dragon flying from the sky, darted out past her ear and precisely struck the tip of the knife!

It seemed like a casual gesture, but a tremendous force was unleashed, shattering the evil weapon, soaked in demonic energy, along with the arm holding the blade, into dust. Then, with a flick of the wrist, it pinned the weapon in mid-air. Holy light flowed across the sword, and the short, dark figure was instantly torn to pieces!

A tiny head with messy yellow hair and twisted stitches all over its face rolled twice on the ground, revealing itself to be an ugly plastic doll.

"Lei! My dearest baby!"

The once-close and capable partners were destroyed, and behind layers of dark shadows, an old, hoarse voice couldn't help but let out a venomous curse.

The golden sword light suddenly spun around, slashing through the air with unwavering force, cleaving apart the gray haze that obscured sight and hearing as easily as cutting through tofu. The blade, brimming with holy spiritual energy, tore through the air and instantly approached a hunched purple figure.

"Freddy, save me!" The white-haired old man in the ugly purple suit was terrified. Suddenly, a golden shadow emerged from behind him, exuding an eerie black and red aura, and lunged forward, using his body as a shield to block him.

Bright, scorching sparks flew everywhere, and foul-smelling engine oil made from human blood and lipids splattered everywhere. The plush bear cub, which was more than two meters tall, had a huge gash split open from head to belly, revealing a large mass of tiny bones that had been used as internal organs. Seven or eight small faces that shimmered with phosphorescence were squeezed together by invisible magic, making them look distorted and ferocious. Between the flow of illusory blood and tears, ear-piercing screams of pain were heard.

This evil creation was clearly far superior to its peers from before. Even after suffering such a severe injury, it did not fall. Instead, the huge wound writhed rapidly, and the viscous black oil eroded the remaining holy light, gradually closing inward.

Before it could fully recover, the golden-haired teddy bear suddenly accelerated, its arms, as thick as telephone poles, spun like windmills, and its joints emitted electricity and steam, like an out-of-control train crashing into the crowd!

What awaited it was not a merciless sword, but a vast and glorious river.

The gentle, water-like spiritual waves washed down, and tiny objects floated up from the massive body.

That was golden fur turned to ashes...

That was the shattered alloy shell...

Its forward speed slowed down, and its massive body became smaller and smaller. When it finally reached the crowd, it was only the size of an ordinary person.

A large hand, its skin as smooth as the finest chocolate, gently descended and softly covered its metallic skull-like face.

"Sleep, sleep, for when you awaken you will return to the embrace of the Savior..."

As the compassionate blessing echoed, the few remaining pieces of iron and gears silently crumbled, and the black wires that had twisted and tangled into the shape of a magic circle dissolved into ash.

The bound child's vengeful spirit gradually calmed down, seemingly forgetting the pain and torment. Finally, it peacefully closed its eyes, transformed into specks of rising light, and entered an eternal slumber.

"Don't even think about running away!"

Even though the benevolent knight was slightly hindered in his efforts to save innocent souls, the four-person team on the side would not let the culprit escape.

A pair of emerald green leaf darts and two sonic arrows appeared simultaneously, cutting off the old man in purple's path. Simon raised his staff high and chanted a profound incantation. Thumb-thick blue and white currents intertwined into a net, ready to capture the enemy on the spot.

Just then, a hidden and eerie fluctuation suddenly descended!

"Pfft—!" The young sorcerer, who was chanting a spell, suddenly felt a sharp pain at the root of his tongue, as if a pair of large hands were roughly grabbing his tongue and pulling it out wildly, trying to rip it out. He could even feel the sound of tendons breaking. A large amount of blood quickly gushed out of his mouth and flowed straight down the corner of his mouth!

"All suffering is gone, we are light and joyful... Pfft!" Edkin reacted extremely quickly, his five fingers leaving afterimages on the lute, and a "Dispelling Song" was quickly sung. However, the next moment he also suffered the same fate. Blood gushed from his mouth, and his tongue involuntarily stuck out long, about to break off at the root!

At the critical moment, holy light surged forth like a wave, suppressing the strange and evil magic.

"Everyone, please keep your mouths shut!"

With a quick glance, the experienced Henk discerned the triggering conditions of the mysterious curse.

As soon as he spoke, the silver armor around him shimmered with light, and his soul, will, and body became one, like an ancient rock, easily shattering the strange and evil force that had followed.

With a slight flick of the dark gold sword, accompanied by a soft click of the latch, the three-foot-long golden blade suddenly shot off the hilt, piercing through layers of illusion, slicing through strands of transparent silk, and flying into the distant shadows.

Immediately, a shrill scream rang out, its tone fluctuating, as if a hundred or so people were mixed together, and writhing, colorful light and shadows scattered, revealing a wounded, ethereal humanoid figure dressed in a tattered black dress flying away.

"Hmph, an evil spirit!"

With a flash of white light in his eyes, Henk revealed the enemy's secrets in a single sentence. He sheathed his flying sword, uttered a few short syllables, treated his teammates' injuries, and then led the group to give chase.

Chapter 283 Halloween Night of Horror 6

Jerome cowered behind a rusty tin trash can, his chubby body comically squeezing backward, staring in horror at the bloody carnage dozens of meters away. His fat face trembled, and his whole body shook like a leaf.

The superhumans in his team had all been decapitated and lay in pools of blood.

Several grotesque figures with deformed faces, as if they had stepped out of a nightmare, were wielding various weapons such as knives, axes, bows, and arrows, and were mercilessly killing the special police officers who came to investigate after hearing the commotion.

The stun gun and pepper spray were utterly useless against the powerful supernatural monster. Only the specially issued rune bullets had a slight effect, buying the people nearby a little time to escape.

At first, the surrounding tourists thought it was an impromptu performance, but when blood, flesh, bones, severed heads and limbs flew to their feet, they were horrified to realize that it seemed to be... for real!

The air was silent for a moment, then a frenzied scream erupted, the huge sound even drowning out the loud music from the nearby floats.

The crowd, like water rippled by a boulder thrown in, quickly spread outwards, then expanded into waves, and fled in panic to distant places.

He clutched the crumpled yellow paper talisman in his palm with lingering fear.

Just now, at the critical moment, it was only thanks to the druid girl giving him this defensive rune that he survived the fatal blow.

"I should settle all the wages I secretly withheld from that girl later..." Jerome's conscience barely stirred for a moment.

"Hmm... I'll just give him 70% then..." He touched his bleeding neck, wincing in pain. The thick, fleshy mass of fat seemed to have played a significant role, at least in misleading the enemy's attack range. It was only right to leave himself 30% for medical expenses, wasn't it?

Before the greedy witchcraft grocer could even finish calculating his accounts, an arrow grazed his nose and pierced the trash can, its black fletching whirring like a rattlesnake.

Immediately afterwards, a steel cleaver slashed through the air, drawing a sharp, semi-circular arc that embedded itself deeply into the dark, chubby face of the fish that had slipped through the net!

The deformed monster, waiting to savor the screams of its prey, suddenly felt something amiss and paused for a moment. With a tearing sound, the human beneath the blade rose in a puff of white smoke and transformed back into a broken trash can. Meanwhile, the target it had locked onto was scrambling and crawling away with an agility that defied its physical form, heading towards the street corner and about to disappear around the corner.

With a gentle hook of its sharp claws, the longbow, meticulously crafted from bones, was nimbly drawn back. A cruel smile appeared on the grotesque face with its crooked mouth and slanted eyes, and an arrow was already aimed at the head of the panicked figure!

"Whoosh!" The sharp arrows tore through the hard skull and pierced through the head. Crimson blood rose like blooming flowers and fell in specks. Thick, yellowish-white brain matter splattered everywhere under the impact, splattering tragically all over the ground.

The bloodthirsty smile still lingered on his face as the deformed monster, with a huge hole in his forehead, fell backward and landed right in the trash can that it had split in two.

The ghostly longbowman, wearing a felt hat and leather armor, descended gracefully. With a light twang of the bowstring, a silver-white streak of light swept across like a Gatling gun, instantly turning several monstrous figures who were wreaking havoc into porcupines. Then, a dark red Mamluk warrior rushed out, wielding a flaming scimitar, and chopped them into pieces of charred remains.

"Slay 5 freak show performers from the [Horror Circus] and receive 500 reward points."

As the demand for upgrades increased, this small gain was no longer worth noting. Zhu Mingyao only paid a little attention to it before gliding swiftly across the battlefield, while the five ghosts stirred up a gust of yin wind and provided support to various battlefields separately.

He leaped nimbly across the rooftops and streetlights on both sides of the street, his sword pellets whistling and spinning. Seizing every opportunity, he pinned one toy puppet and deformed monster after another, which emerged from the sewer manhole covers, to the ground, providing cover for the fleeing crowd.

"Help! Help!"

Hearing urgent cries for help, Zhu Mingyao looked closely and saw two women staggering out of an alley, pursued by several strange-looking monsters.

The monster is about the size of a calf, standing on all fours. It has a protruding head, huge fangs, and a shape similar to a mastiff. Its body is multicolored and has the sheen characteristic of plastic products; it is actually made of numerous strands of balloons wrapped together.

Judging from its appearance alone, it might seem like a decoration to enhance the festive atmosphere, but the bits of flesh and blood hanging from its teeth clearly tell people that it is not a toy to amuse anyone.

The two women, one around thirty years old and the other only a teenager, were likely a mother and daughter. Both were dressed in Halloween costumes, looking like black-robed wizards. The older woman was curvaceous and charming, while the younger woman had a slender waist and a delicate, youthful appearance.