Sequence adventurers roaming between two worlds

Chapter 76 The Oracle of the Omnipotent Creator of the Doll (4k words)

Just an ordinary person!

How can they do that?!

The excruciating pain spreading through her chest contorted Leona's beautiful face, completely erasing her usual feigned gentleness.

She opened her mouth, and the mental shock exploded in all directions like a tidal wave.

"A sharp, piercing scream, acrid and shrill, but the only response she received was the relentless slashing of the sharp longsword at her chest."

"Pfft! Pfft! Pfft!"

The sounds of flesh tearing and bones breaking rang out almost consecutively.

Leona felt her vision getting lower and lower.

She was initially shocked, but after a moment of realization, she understood that in less than a second, all four of her limbs had been severed by that lightning-fast strike, and she, now a "human pig," fell to the ground as her mangled body fell.

"No—no—no!"

She spun her upper body, looking up at the figure maintaining a slashing stance, and at the silver mask on the other's face.

Although his physique was similar to the Leo she remembered, the indifferent look in his eyes and his terrifying strength made Leona realize something.

The person in front of me could absolutely not be Leo!

At the same time, even at this point, at such close range, she still couldn't sense the slightest extraordinary fluctuation from the other party.

Even the most experienced Sequence 9 couldn't achieve this level of performance.

It was as if this person was really just an ordinary person.

How could an ordinary person be completely unaffected by a mental shock that could make an elephant faint? How could an ordinary person possess such terrifying physique and swordsmanship!

The silver mask—is he also a member of the Masked Fools?

Doubt, panic, terror—countless complex emotions surged within Leona's heart.

She opened her distorted mouth and unleashed a barrage of mental attacks, causing ripples of transparent light to spread through the air.

But it didn't work!

The silver-masked man holding a long sword walked towards her with unhurried steps, as if the terrifying mental impact was just a gentle breeze.

After three consecutive mental shocks, Leona, whose spirit was on the verge of exhaustion, could only utter hoarse moans when she opened her mouth again. The blood flowing continuously from the wounds on her limbs made her face extremely pale.

Leo walked to her side, his sharp longsword pressed against her neck.

The sharp blade sliced ​​through the skin of Leona's neck, leaving a shallow bloodstain.

Looking at his enemy beneath him, who was completely powerless to resist, Leo's eyes were deep.

Since the decision has been made to take action against this woman, testing her is essential.

He only spent a small amount of money to buy the services of more than a dozen gang members.

A dozen or so relatively healthy, middle-aged men were enough to test Leona's approximate skill level.

If she is too strong, Leo, who is observing from the shadows, can retreat first and make further plans.

It's a great deal to avoid risks by spending just a little money.

At first, Leona's behavior left him somewhat uncertain.

After all, the upper limit of that invisible power that can instantly knock an ordinary person unconscious is unknown.

But later, the gang leader's shooting made Leona realize the limits of her abilities.

Her mental shock, which would be considered a "super skill" against ordinary people, could only be barely deflected by the bullet with its powerful kinetic energy, and she was even injured.

If he were in the other's shoes, facing a gang leader's bullet, he wouldn't dare say he was faster than the bullet, but he could definitely complete a series of actions—dodging, rushing in, and severing the gang leader's wrist—before the gang leader could pull the trigger.

The enemy's bullets could never hit him.

Leona, who could be injured by bullets, is very likely not a Sequence 9; at most, she is just a powerful ordinary person who has mastered some arcane arts.

So, Leo made his move.

And the result was exactly as he had predicted.

Leona was completely unable to react to his attack.

Leo withstood the mental shock thanks to his 10 points in spirit attribute.

According to Leo's estimation, those with a mental attribute below 8 points would have virtually no ability to resist such a mental attack.

This also means that even among reserve professionals, the vast majority would not be a match for Leona.

Leo, relying on the "Black Iron Body" of a "professional," enhanced the strength of his mental attributes, "fighting beyond his level," and achieved victory.

This wave is a pure numerical crushing victory!

Leo lowered his head, looking at the half-dead Leona, his eyes devoid of any warmth: "I'm a little curious, why are you all staring at Leo?"

"What exactly makes the White People so special?"

Leona gave a bitter smile: "Did you really think you could let me go?"

"Of course not," Leo said calmly, "but I can make your death less painful."

"You should know very well that there are different ways to die."

"Ha—as expected, you're not Leo—he could never say such a thing—" Leona's eyes gradually emptied: "Kill me however you want."

"You will not get his secrets—"

Pfft!

The sharp longsword pierced Leona's neck, and then struck her heart several more times.

Feeling herself slowly falling into boundless darkness, the hypocritical and wicked woman finally panicked.

This isn't right!

You hit me the moment I refuse?

Shouldn't I press him for details, and then be "forced" to tell you "false information"?

The flower of malice, carrying with it the malice that never faded even in its dying moments, withered completely.

Leo quietly watched Leona, whose eyes had completely dimmed.

From the very beginning, he didn't have much hope of getting anything out of the other party.

Since this woman is unwilling to talk about it, then let it go.

All schemes and tricks are ultimately nothing but illusions in the face of absolute power.

As long as he continues to grow stronger, he need not fear anything, even if new enemies come knocking.

Leo took out the Thief's Potion and looked at the description of the miraculous bonuses that would be revealed upon completion of the "Undying Blood Ritual." A genuine smile appeared on Leo's face beneath his silver mask.

【The Thief's Potion (Miracle)】: The dying wish of the White People, the flowing bloodline, turned that tiny 0.01% possibility into reality.

[Effect]: After taking it, if you pass the test, you will be able to walk in the Shadow Sequence and become Sequence 9 of the Shadow Sequence.

"Thief".

Excellent Bonus: Increases promotion success rate by 10%, and increases potion compatibility by 10%.

Perfect Bonus: Promotion success rate increased by 20%, potion compatibility increased by 20%.

Miracle Bonus: Increases promotion success rate by 30%, increases potion compatibility by 30%, and upon successful promotion to "Shadow Sequence 9 Thief", the sequence abilities mastered will receive targeted enhancement based on potion compatibility.

Note 1: Skill and lineage together forged this miracle.

Note 2: Miracle-quality potions are far more effective than perfect-quality ones.

Note 3: The Miracle Reveals: When taking this potion, please stay away from the sight of those in power.

A 60% increase in success rate, a 60% increase in compatibility, and an enhancement of sequence abilities that is currently unknown but is certainly extraordinary!

Even among Sequence 9 potions, the difference in quality can sometimes be greater than the difference between a human and a dog!

At this moment, Leo realized something and immediately retreated several meters, staring intently at Leona's corpse, preparing to use the Primal Mirror to escape.

Just now, he suddenly felt a chill run down his spine.

It was as if some unknown entity had glanced at where he was.

"What is that?"

Leo was filled with suspicion and uncertainty. Then, under his gaze, Leona's corpse, including the scattered flesh and blood, gathered together in a way that seemed to reverse time, gradually shrinking until it became something smaller than a palm—

doll?

Its overall appearance is similar to Leona's, with black braids and a dress, but the rough handmade lines make it look somewhat absurd, comical, and terrifying.

"Leona is still alive?"

This thought subconsciously surfaced in Leo's mind.

But he quickly rejected the idea himself.

The Undying Blood Ritual has been completed, and the Primal Mirror has confirmed that this wicked woman is indeed dead.

Since it wasn't a resurrection, it means that Leona's current appearance was due to external forces.

It's very likely that it's related to the owner of the gaze he just vaguely sensed!

Should we get rid of this doll?

Leo hesitated for a moment.

The existence of this thing was too strange, and he dared not touch it rashly. If he were to come into contact with some unknown power, it would be troublesome.

He tried to use the Primal Mirror to reflect the doll, hoping to obtain specific information like he had done with the potion thief, but unfortunately, perhaps because the doll was not in his possession, the Primal Mirror did not provide any specific information.

Just as Leo hesitated, his expression suddenly changed, and he looked towards the southeast.

A strange fluctuation was rapidly approaching its location.

Scalding hot, like the afterglow of the sun.

"Were they the same group that attacked the old house that day?"

"It seems to be an official Sequence Walker?"

Leo took a deep look at the doll that Leona had transformed into, and then decisively withdrew and left.

He is not prepared to make contact with official superhumans at this time.

When the thief was crafting the potion, the inherited memories from his bloodline mentioned, "Only shadow—can engulf the Great Sun."

The fanaticism————

The dying wish of this white person is naturally in conflict with that of the Great Sun, one of the seven ruling powers.

If I were to encounter a follower of the "Great Sun" sect, I fear I would not have a good end.

Less than a minute after Leo left.

A five-person team arrived at the scene.

The man in the trench coat and pipe was the one leading the group.

He had just stopped walking, and the pipe in his mouth was still emitting wisps of smoke.

Like a corporate slave who was enjoying himself halfway through his work and was suddenly called back to work, he was radiating anger from the inside out.

"These rats lurking in the shadows are getting bolder and bolder!"

"From nightfall to dusk, and now, even at midday when the sun is high in the sky, they dare to cause trouble!"

Hearing his teammate's angry words, the man in the trench coat took a deep drag on his pipe and then exhaled a long puff of white smoke.

His gaze suddenly sharpened as he looked at the comical doll lying quietly on the ground, the light falling upon it.

"This is?!"

He stared intently at the thing, his extraordinary power trembling violently like a ferocious beast reacting to a shock.

"Captain, what's wrong?"

Some team members asked in confusion and looked in the direction the captain was looking.

An ordinary, crude doll?

Why would the captain be so nervous?

The man in the trench coat didn't finish speaking. He carefully took out a thick hemp rope with faint golden spots from his pocket and tightly bound the doll from bottom to top, leaving no part exposed.

After doing all this, he finally breathed a sigh of relief.

He wiped the sweat from his brow, which had been trickling down his face from nervousness, and met the questioning gazes of his teammates. He didn't explain, but said in a heavy tone, "I hope it's not what I think."

"The blasphemy ritual a while ago, and the appearance of the Masked Fools, those two were troublesome enough."

"If we add this thing to it—"

He forced a smile: "Falling Star Harbor is probably getting a little too lively."

His eyes were serious.

The convergence of multiple forces must have a purpose.

But even now, he still can't figure out the reason.

This is undoubtedly a huge disadvantage!

His light fell on the doll that was completely bound.

Perhaps, we can get the clues we want from it.

The area where the outer harbor and the inner harbor meet is the end of a street called Purple Rose Street.

This is a luxurious two-story house with a private courtyard, which is also Leona's residence.

Leo looked at the small courtyard in front of him.

Since he couldn't get anything out of Leona, and he didn't dare to touch the strange doll rashly, he could only search her residence to see if he could find anything.

This is the crucial "corpse-discovering" step!

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Perhaps because she was certain that the original owner of her body could not escape her control, Leona did not care that her residence was exposed to the original owner's view in the past.

This has made it easier for Leo to loot corpses now.

He scrambled over the nearly three-meter-high wall, knocked out the courtyard's steward—an ordinary middle-aged man—and successfully entered the small building.

Leo walked quickly.

He didn't know if the officials could find this place by looking at the dolls left at the scene, but he had to hurry.

Leo was quite familiar with the layout of the courtyard.

The "secret meeting" was held in this small building.

After a quick search of the second floor and finding nothing of value, Leo decisively headed straight for the basement.

That place was once the site of a "secret gathering".

As he reached out and grasped the doorknob of the basement entrance, a wave of mental energy surged towards him. It was probably a protective measure left behind by Leona, but unfortunately, Leo could block even the mental attacks she used herself, let alone such a set-up method.

Upon entering the basement and searching, Leo found three valuable items.

First, there was a box of KingVein. It looked to be nearly a thousand, which would be a huge sum of money even for Leo at the moment.

Secondly, there were bottles and jars of liquid, which appeared to be some kind of secret medicine.

Thirdly, there is a notebook, the one that was once in Scott's possession and was later taken back by Leona.

Leo didn't touch the unknown elixirs, but instead opened his notebook.

As expected, the notes that were previously only partially visible have now been fully unlocked as his basic attributes have increased.

In those brand-new areas, the very first sentence he saw made Leo's eyes freeze instantly.

"That day, I dreamt of the Almighty Supreme Creator. He sent down a divine decree that in the distant southern pearl city, a newborn god would hatch on the day the star gate opened."

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