No health bar? You call this stunningly beautiful NPC sickly?

The interest in Yuexi's eyes was so intense it was almost overflowing.

Perhaps this is what they call lust at first sight?

The more he ignored her, the more fascinated she became by the soul hidden within that body.

A smile appeared on Yuexi's lips, her red dress fluttered slightly, and she followed without hesitation.

[A long, winding formation! The boss goes up to the third floor to scout ahead, and the underlings follow him to the death!]

[Number One Beauty: I'm just going to the third floor to find a place to sit. Ten teammates: We'd go through fire and water for you!]

Mu Zhixi decided to ignore these people with wild imaginations. Judging from the length of the third-floor corridor, there was bound to be a corner where she could squat for a while.

After climbing the last step, Mu Zhixi found herself in front of a long, narrow corridor.

The walls on both sides were fitted with old-fashioned wall lamps, providing almost no illumination. At the end of the corridor stood a huge grandfather clock, its hands pointing exactly to 11:55.

Mu Zhixi took a few steps into the corridor and suddenly remembered something.

She brought the broken-necked priest, the rotting nun, and the communion eater into this instance, and she hasn't checked their locations since she entered.

Through these live stream viewers, I've accumulated over three thousand faith points, which I haven't used yet.

The integration rate has also reached nearly 47%.

Given how large the castle is, if she randomly deployed these strange employees whom she had promoted, it's completely unknown where they are now.

Thinking of this, Mu Zhixi simply stopped and brought up the panel to take a look at the roster.

In the brief interval of those few breaths, a message in the live chat caught her attention.

[Is anyone watching the livestream next door? A team battle just ended in area B of the castle next door, and the winner wasn't brute force, but water.]

[Yes, yes, yes! The most dangerous thing about the castle wasn't the monster traps, it was the water! Several teams ended up drinking from each other... just to survive until the end.]

Stop talking, I'm already gagging.

Mu Zhixi stared at these comments, her brows twitching slightly.

Water resources?

Mu Zhixi continued scrolling down the comments, trying to get more information about the castle's zones and resource distribution.

The people behind him stopped as well when they saw the leader stop. The corridor was narrow, and the distance between people was very small.

In everyone's sight, the stunningly beautiful woman at the very front of the group was like a frozen angel. No one knew what she was thinking at that moment, and no one dared to take even a step past her.

No one spoke; the silence continued.

Iron Mouth Number Five, unable to bear the silence any longer, cleared his throat and said, "Ha, what a beautiful day! The candlelight is so bright, and the sky is so blue."

The fourth rusted blade looked up at the stone arch ceiling above it, then looked down at the iron-mouthed straight blade, a hint of pity creeping into its eyes.

In this makeshift team, it's no longer up to debate who holds the highest position. It's now also clear who has the lowest emotional intelligence and the most deficient brainstem.

Mu Zhixi didn't pay attention; she was still focused on reading the comments.

In the group, Yuexi, who was in the second position, looked up at the floor clock at the end of the corridor.

The clock hands were ticking closer to twelve. The dark blue flame in the wall lamp moved erratically without any wind, the flames all leaning slightly to one side of the corridor.

Wen Gu pushed up his glasses and vaguely guessed that the reason why Miss Number One stopped was most likely related to the clock.

Something's wrong! Look at the lights in the hallway!

Every wall lamp is charging! This isn't ordinary lighting; it's some kind of attack mechanism!

[Oh no, oh no, oh no! The beauty is still standing there in a daze! Someone in the line ahead of us has already been cut off!]

Wait a minute, look at where Angel Number One is standing! I bet she's guessed something!

Mu Zhixi was completely unaware. She was engrossed in reading a long comment about the distribution of underground water sources in the ancient castle.

Until a strange sound came from behind.

Dark blue beams of light shot out from the walls on both sides, sweeping across the entire corridor like blades. Wherever the light blades passed, the shadows standing alone on the ground were all "cut off".

Ahead in the corridor, a group that had turned out from the other side had just reached the middle of the corridor.

Seven people, their shadows scattered at their feet.

At the same instant the light blade swept across and the shadows shattered, the clothes on the seven people remained intact, but their bodies were severed from the waist, shoulders, neck, and knees.

All the broken parts of the shadows slid apart in a staggered manner.

The seven remains were neatly stacked on the ground, like dolls cut from a mold.

In the third-floor corridor, the people behind Mu Zhixi all froze in place.

Because the light blade also swept across their location, but nothing happened.

The ten people huddled together behind Mu Zhixi, and due to the angle of the light, all their shadows overlapped completely.

Because everyone is crowding behind the same person, there is only one shadow on the ground.

Light Blade Judgment: Single object, no cutting triggered.

The corridor was quiet for three seconds. Wen Gu reacted and suddenly turned his head to look at the shadow at his feet.

Intact, complete.

The beauty remained standing in the same spot, one hand resting on the edge of the bookshelf, in the exact same posture as thirty seconds ago.

"She's calculating," Wen Gu calmly analyzed. "From the very beginning, she's been looking for the best overlapping position."

Wen Gu pushed up his glasses. "From stopping at the edge of the blind spot to having us all stand close behind her, every step was calculated."

Rust Blade looked down at his own shadow, then at the seven corpses in front of him, neatly sliced ​​apart by the light blade, and broke out in a cold sweat.

Yuexi lowered her eyes to look at Mu Zhixi's profile. White feathers covered most of her expression, revealing only a small section of her sickly pale skin on her chin.

When the light swept over, that section of skin glowed with a faint golden light, making the person look less like they were standing next to a pile of corpses and more like they were standing in a church mural.

[It seems that Angel Number One had calculated the timing and positioning in advance. The light blade triggered on the hour, and she chose the edge of the blind spot, perfectly timed!]

[What terrifying reconnaissance ability! What's the workings of Number One's brain? He hasn't made a single mistake since entering the fray!]

[Reconnaissance alone is not enough; extremely strong analytical skills are also required.]

【No, didn't you guys notice? When she stands in that position, everyone who follows naturally crowds together. In other words, she doesn't need to explain; she just needs to stand there, and the rest of the people instinctively follow.】

[The purpose hidden so deeply, just what is the background of this Sanctuary Church...? The number one beauty is terrifying.]