The job change is a bizarre and calamity; the nation begs me to tone it down.

As expected, the crimson blade of light encountered no resistance and struck the bride's waist and abdomen squarely.

"Boom!"

In an instant, a deafening roar shook the heavens, and the violent force continued to propel the ghost bride backward through her body, finally landing on the ground thousands of meters away.

The land, which had already been leveled, now had a bottomless ravine.

The ravine stretched into the distance, with all the rock strata along the way fractured, and blood-red energy still flowing at the edges.

However, even with the immense destructive power of this attack, the ferocity on Vera's face froze completely.

The blade did indeed pierce through the body of the ghost bride, but there was no blood or wound.

The blood-red wedding dress remained intact, its surface shimmering with a faint red glow.

The blade of light he unleashed with all his might struck her as if it had struck a shadow that did not exist in reality.

All the power passed through, yet it failed to harm her in the slightest.

"this……"

Vera's arm froze in mid-air, an expression of disbelief in her eyes.

Attack invalid?

How is that possible!

Even the most elite spirit-type professionals in the Star Sea would not be able to emerge unscathed after taking a direct hit from her.

Energy attacks and the power of rules can inherently harm the soul and the ethereal body.

Moreover, the remaining rules of the Blood Sea itself have the effect of devouring life and polluting souls.

But the female ghost in front of us was completely unharmed; not even a single thread on her wedding dress had broken.

What the hell is this interstellar joke?

"Immunity? Invalidation of attacks?!"

But soon, a chilling thought suddenly flashed through Vera's mind: the woman in the wedding dress before her possessed the ability to nullify attacks!

The thought had barely crossed Vera's mind when the look of horror returned, and her body began to tremble slightly uncontrollably.

For a professional who constantly walks the line between life and death, a powerful enemy is not scary.

Because anything that can be harmed must have a way to be killed, but if the attack is fundamentally ineffective, then that's a completely different matter!

"This...how is this possible?"

"How could a mere native summon from a lower plane possess such heaven-defying abilities?"

However, the ghost bride did not give her any more time to think.

She slowly lowered her head, glanced at the long sword in Vera's hand, then looked at the spot where she had just been slashed, before raising her eyes again.

"You harbor murderous intent towards my husband, and now you even intend to ruin my wedding dress?"

"It seems we cannot let you leave so easily today."

As soon as she finished speaking, the ghost bride gently flipped her right hand.

An exquisite round fan appeared in her palm.

The fan is adorned with fine, blood-red tassels along its edges, and embroidered on its surface are two blurry figures standing side by side.

She grasped the fan handle and gently waved it at Vera.

Her movements were graceful and elegant.

But as the fan swayed, her blood-red wedding dress suddenly shone with a blinding red light.

The red silk ribbons from the sleeves, hem, and waist of the wedding dress flew out simultaneously, their number increasing rapidly the instant they left the body.

More than a dozen.

Dozens of them.

Hundreds of them!

A dense mass of red silk ribbons instantly spread out, sweeping towards Vira from all directions.

Each red ribbon is wrapped with intense resentment and despair.

Those are not simply creations of energy.

They are more like an extension of the wedding dress, not limited by distance or space.

Just moments ago they were dozens of meters away, but in the blink of an eye they were right next to Vera's body.

Vera's expression changed drastically, and she immediately swung her knife to defend herself.

"roll!"

With a sweeping motion of her longsword, she cut through all the dozen or so red ribbons that came her way, but before she could even catch her breath, the torn ribbons reconnected in mid-air.

More red ribbons came from the side and rear.

One of them got tangled around her left arm.

Vera's arm suddenly sank, and she was almost pulled off balance by the force. She immediately channeled her strength into her arm, trying to break free of the restraint.

boom!

In an instant, blood erupted, and the red silk wrapped around her arm was forcibly stretched open slightly, as if she were truly given a chance to breathe.

But the next second, several other red ribbons rushed up and wrapped the arm tightly.

Vera twirled her longsword, the blade slicing past her arm.

clang!

A crisp clanging sound rang out. The seemingly soft silk was actually more resilient than Star Sea Alloy. When the longsword landed on it, it only sparked a few tiny sparks.

"Damn it, what is this thing now!"

Vera's face grew increasingly grim. With her right hand bound, she could only turn her body and use the momentum to throw the long sword at the Bride of the Demon. However, the Bride of the Demon simply floated back a few meters, avoiding the blade, and more red ribbons took the opportunity to wrap around her.

One sword was locked around her waist, two around her left leg, and several others climbed directly up Vera's long sword, spreading along the blade towards her wrist.

"Get out of my way! Get out of my way, all of you!"

Vera panicked completely and began to struggle in the air, trying to avoid the restraints.

Visibly, the remaining crimson energy around her exploded one after another, each impact cracking the surrounding space.

However, no matter how many times those red ribbons were torn, they would always return to their original state in the blink of an eye, and then become even more difficult to tear!

"How could this be...?"

Upon seeing this scene, Vera felt an overwhelming sense of helplessness and despair.

His body began to feel heavier, and the strength he had painstakingly mustered vanished without a trace in an instant.

However, at this moment of despair, a piercing scream suddenly came from behind her.

"Boss...save me!"

Vera turned her head with difficulty and looked behind her.

Hundreds of meters away, a henchman was kneeling on the ground, screaming in despair.

It was clear to the naked eye that the person's body had been ravaged by the plague, leaving it unrecognizable as human. Large areas of the skin were ulcerated, and the exposed flesh had a strange dark green color.

Around him, dozens of dead ravens were circling continuously.

With each dive, a ray of light of various colors would emerge from his body.

He wanted to resist, but his skills were completely unusable. He could only kneel on the spot, watching helplessly as everything he owned was gradually devoured.

In just a moment, the younger brother's body went limp and he collapsed to the ground.

The death countdown, which had only a dozen seconds left on his head, temporarily stopped after he lost consciousness.

It wasn't just him.

The other underlings around him were in no better shape. Buck was kneeling in a pool of blood, his body also rotten beyond recognition.

The mechanical arms behind him had long since disappeared, and the golden aura had been completely extinguished.

Meanwhile, the rat that was constantly spreading the virus was perched on his shoulder, munching on an energy cable that had somehow appeared out of nowhere.

Buck tried to grab it, but even raising his hand became extremely difficult.