A Psychiatrist's Bizarre Game Journey / Dream of the Mist

Honghe turned her head slightly with a puzzled look at Zhou Ke'er, pondered for a moment as if she had thought of something, and then, as if she had just turned her head casually, naturally turned her gaze back to the bishop.

"I can kill you once, and I can kill you again!"

Just then, Edwards suddenly appeared in the air—it turned out that the two mages had cast a levitation spell on him and used an arcane portal to instantly teleport him into the air.

Although Edwards' injuries have not fully healed, he is much better than he was a few days ago when he almost died.

With a muffled roar, he channeled his inner energy and magical power into the longsword in his hand, which condensed into a golden phantom of a lance. The lance then thrust menacingly at the bishop, who was charging towards him and had not yet reacted.

The bishop instinctively tried to use the same trick again, splitting his body open, but it was too late. Just as a crack appeared in his body, Edwards' lance slammed into him with a dull thud.

With a loud "bang," the bishop was slammed against the church wall as if he had been hit by a speeding dump truck, leaving cracks in the wall.

A huge bloody hole was also pierced in its chest and abdomen, exposing its internal condition to the outside world.

Zhou Ke'er remained calm and did not take the opportunity to fire. Instead, she continued to silently pour evil energy into the magic-powered cannon in her hand, as if she was afraid that this shot would not be able to destroy half of the capital.

Meanwhile, Red Crane had already predicted the bishop's landing point and was lying in wait nearby. After glancing at Zhou Ke'er and seeing that she was indeed not prepared to fire, she suddenly activated [Face of the Faceless], stepping directly onto the church wall perpendicular to the ground. She ran straight towards the bishop on the high ground as if walking on flat ground. At the same time, the blade of the Grim Reaper in her hand seemed to transform into jet-black wings. It looked like it was swinging very slowly, but in reality it was very fast, instantly reaping the bishop.

The bishop roared at Edwards in mid-air and tried to get up from the dent he had created, but the flamingo, which rushed out from his blind spot, chopped off his head with its scythe, and a burst of black mist gushed out from the severed neck.

Red Crane continued to swing the Grim Reaper's Scythe at the remaining limbs of the bishop, while subconsciously glancing at Zhou Ke'er.

Unexpectedly, at that moment, Zhou Ke'er suddenly shouted loudly, "Red Crane, get out of the way!"

Although Honghe was puzzled as to why Zhou Ke'er would release her skill at such an awkward and inexplicable moment, she still obediently changed the trajectory of the Death Scythe, slammed the blade against the wall, and suddenly launched herself out in an almost impossible pose, spinning 180 degrees in the air. She then pulled the Death Scythe off the wall and landed steadily on the ground.

At the same time, Zhou Ke'er activated the active skill "Death Fang" without hesitation, instantly appearing... a little behind where the Red Crane was originally.

A jet-black crack appeared there, and a hand was thrusting out menacingly from it. If Red Crane hadn't listened to Zhou Ke'er and jumped back without hesitation, the hand would have pierced Red Crane's skull.

Immediately afterward, a figure emerged from among them and stared intently at the spot where Zhou Ke'er had been standing—the place where Zhou Ke'er's voice had come from—if Zhou Ke'er hadn't stopped him, he would have succeeded!

But to his surprise...

Zhou Ke'er wasn't there at all!

At the same time, a familiar voice rang out from behind him, followed by the sensation of a sharp blade piercing his flesh.

"Temius, how have you been?"

As the Death Fang pierced the back of the suddenly appearing figure, Zhou Ke'er aimed her other hand at him at close range, whispered a sentence, and before he could react, she unleashed the [Magic Penetrating Cannon].

The Magic Energy Piercing Cannon, which had been charging up from the beginning, exploded with astonishing power right next to Timius's back. Not only was Timius, who was facing it, swallowed up in the dark light, but Zhou Ke'er's own hand, which was holding the cannon, was instantly twisted, charred, and carbonized.

From the moment Zhou Ke'er saw the bishop, her charged Magic Penetrating Cannon wasn't meant to deal with him—using such a high-damage skill that required charging wasn't really necessary; Zhou Ke'er could have just gone up and slashed him herself with her sword. This move was to guard against the possible appearance of Timius.

If Timius doesn't appear, then he's overthinking it. The others can easily handle this bishop, and he can also act as a deterrent. If he does appear... it'll be just like now. Zhou Ke'er can use her Death Fang attack from behind to blast it to pieces with the magic energy cannon that's been charged up for so long.

The pitch-black light cannon swallowed Timius, along with the bishop behind him, into darkness. For a moment, their voices could not be heard and their bodies could not be seen.

When Honghe saw that Zhou Ke'er was injured, she wanted to go forward to help, but she had just landed after spinning and hadn't had time to brake yet, so she couldn't just stop abruptly—after all, Zhou Ke'er wasn't exhausted and didn't need her to go to such lengths to help.

However, Luo Yeer, who hadn't made any moves until he saw Zhou Ke'er injured, suddenly widened his eyes and immediately set off to go to Zhou Ke'er's side.

Unfortunately, Long Aotian was much faster than her and instantly flew to Zhou Ke'er's side, catching her steadily as she fell from mid-air.

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619. Recapture

"Idiot! Why are you catching me? I won't die from falling. Hurry up and find the right moment to finish him off! That guy might not actually be dead after taking that hit!"

Seeing that everyone's eyes were turning to him, Zhou Ke'er quickly reminded him in an annoyed tone, "Don't let it get away! Otherwise, all the previous preparations will be for nothing!"

"Miss Memoir, your hand!"

At this moment, Loyal and Elon had already rushed to Zhou Ke'er's side. Seeing Zhou Ke'er's carbonized and twisted right hand, they couldn't help but exclaim in shock. Elon even subconsciously wanted to use holy light to heal Zhou Ke'er's injury, but unfortunately, under the suppression of the evil, the power of the holy light became extremely weak.

However, although the damage was severe, it was nothing to Zhou Ke'er. Moreover, because she was completely carbonized instantly, Zhou Ke'er didn't even feel any pain for the time being.

Zhou Ke'er had Long Aotian put him down, shook her head and replied, "It's just a minor injury, easily resolved."

As he spoke, he secretly activated the Smoke-Scenting Technique, channeling his spiritual energy into his right hand to quickly nourish and repair it. At the same time, he peeled away, guided, and absorbed the evil spirits attached to the wound on his arm.

Ultimately, this body originally belonged to the cultivator "Lan Yanran," and with the nourishment of countless rare and precious materials by Mo Bugui over a long period of time, there was no need to worry about this level of damage. If it weren't for the negative effect of the evil injury inhibiting recovery, Zhou Ke'er's arm would have already repaired itself.

Then, everyone saw that Zhou Ke'er's withered and carbonized right hand actually began to repair itself and gradually returned to its original state.

Just then, a long-delayed, agonizing roar finally erupted from within the black light, "Aaaaah! How is this possible... your rank...?"

Finally, the simmering rice seedlings, the frozen and simmering rice seedlings, the ...

Only a charred and twisted figure remained, its face completely unrecognizable and almost devoid of human form, barely floating in mid-air.

Countless wisps of black mist seemed to want to burst out from its face, as if trying to escape, but they were blocked by an invisible barrier. No matter how much it struggled, it could not break free from the body. It was clear that it was sealed inside the body by Zhou Ke'er's evil power.

Flamingo, carrying the scythe, leaped in front of the creature in a few strides, but was immediately at a loss—it didn't know where to start. What if cutting off its head would actually help it escape from the body?

Thinking this, the flamingo hesitated for a moment, glanced at Zhou Ke'er, and did not swing its sickle. Instead, it kicked the flamingo down from the air and slammed it hard onto the ground in front of Zhou Ke'er.

Zhou Ke'er frowned slightly. Dealing with it was simple; the creature was currently powerless to resist, so all she had to do was absorb all its malevolent energy. But the problem was that it was truly disgusting. To make eye contact with this bizarre thing, and then have its malevolent energy gushing from its features and pouring into Zhou Ke'er's right eye...

Fortunately, Long Aotian spoke up: "Let me do it. Although I can't kill this guy... I have a way to seal it."

Seeing Zhou Ke'er nod in agreement, Long Aotian gently made a small cut on his fingertip with his blood sword, forcing out a drop of blood that shimmered with a faint luster. Immediately, this drop of blood exploded in the air like a blood mist.

A faint ray of light flickered within the blood mist, and when the mist quickly dissipated, a mysterious rune, interwoven with dark gold and blood red, appeared in mid-air. Under Long Aotian's command, this rune slammed into Timius's head, drawing out countless wisps of black mist that poured into the rune.

The rune quickly turned into a speckled black, as if it had been rusted, and eventually shrank into a solid rune block, which fell back into Long Aotian's hand.

Zhou Ke'er could sense that Timius's malevolence had been completely absorbed into this small piece of rune.

Zhou Ke'er finally breathed a sigh of relief. She hadn't expected to get rid of Timius so easily; it was a pleasant surprise.

This outcome was entirely Timius's own doing. He had not learned from his previous failure and was still obsessed with plotting and scheming to launch a sneak attack.

If he had appeared openly and honestly to confront Zhou Ke'er and the others from the beginning, their chances of winning would not have been very high.

Zhou Ke'er dared not charge up her Magic Penetrating Cannon, since Red Crane and Long Aotian might not be able to stop Timius, and if she turned herself into a stationary turret, it would be suicide. But without a skill that could charge up to increase damage, they would have a hard time damaging Timius, a dilemma they had to face.

Fortunately, Timius himself managed to break free from this situation.

Indeed, we were ready to fight to the death, so why did Your Majesty surrender first?

Just then, a sharp, soft scream was heard. Everyone turned around and saw Chris climbing up the broken church wall. After looking inside, she couldn't help but cover her mouth and let out a small gasp.

Everyone rushed forward to investigate, only to find countless corpses piled up in the church, their faces contorted and twisted, their limbs mangled and blood splattered everywhere.

They were originally meant to become nourishment for that writhing mass of flesh, but after the bishop was forcibly stripped away, the flesh lost its vitality. This caused some of those being absorbed and devoured to die halfway through, but not completely. They could only feel that half of their bodies had been swallowed up, but because of the evil nature of the creature, they could not die for a long time and could only suffer endless pain, struggling and twisting incessantly. In short, they were beyond saving.

Zhou Ke'er sensed it and found that the corpses and pieces of flesh left behind after being devoured were not "dead". They were still given vitality by the evil and were transforming into lower evil.

I don't know if I can still be considered a regular infected person.

Zhou Ke'er shook her head and glanced at Hong He, Long Aotian, and Dio: "Who's going to deal with this thing in here?"

Honghe stayed by Zhou Ke'er's side without intending to move. Long Aotian originally planned to volunteer, but seeing that Dio hadn't found an opportunity to make a move, he handed the task over to her to prevent her from slacking off.

At the same time, Zhou Ke'er removed the eerie barrier that had been covering the people outside the church, revealing the orderly ranks of those inside, their expressions dazed and confused.

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620. People like me

Zhou Ke'er released her evil energy and sensed it briefly. She discovered that the amount of evil energy in these people's bodies had not yet reached the level that would cause infection and mutation.

It's likely that when the evil spirits descended, most of the evil spirits within the capital city were divided up by the bishop and Duke Timius, so the remaining evil spirits didn't directly turn the capital city into a city of evil spirits.

Just now, in order to make sure that the bishop was indeed dead, Zhou Ke'er took a moment to check the progress of the main quest and found that it had indeed become 1100. If it weren't for the fact that other players also happened to kill a special individual at this time, the bishop would have been dead without a doubt.

It's just unclear whether Timius is a so-called special individual.

"These people don't seem to have become infected; they've probably just been overinfected by this energy and lost their minds."

Long Aotian leaned closer and said to Zhou Ke'er.

Zhou Ke'er nodded.

It's hard to say whether this is a good thing or not. The survival of a large group of ordinary people, especially those tainted by evil and who could mutate at any moment, is clearly pointless.

But he couldn't possibly manipulate the evil spirits to infuse these people with the body again, so that they would truly become infected and be easily harvested.

Although it was a good idea from his own perspective, don't forget that the others present couldn't accept it. It wasn't that no one could sense the evil; they would definitely have noticed Zhou Ke'er's big move.

"boom!!"

Just then, a loud noise suddenly came from outside the other side of the city wall in the distance, causing the entire city to tremble slightly.

A series of sounds followed by the breaking of the magic array and the shattering of bricks and stones. Fortunately, the city wall was well-made and had not been cut corners. Although it was covered with cracks, it did not collapse.

Zhou Ke'er and the others exchanged glances, and had no choice but to leave Edwards, who was still injured, the court swordsman whose name they did not know, and the two mages here for the time being, to reorganize the people here.

The rest of them hurried off in that direction.

As soon as they arrived on the city wall, they saw an endless stream of infected people surging towards them like a tide.

If that were all, it would be impossible to break through the protective array on the city wall so quickly. Although these infected people were still moving somewhat chaotically, they were clearly being directed, just like an army.

Zhou Ke'er looked into the distance and could even see what appeared to be the outline of a main camp tent in the far distance. Each small area of ​​infected people was being led by a slightly stronger individual—though not to the extent of a special individual.

The position of the commander-in-chief cannot be found for the time being.

Zhou Ke'er frowned and immediately asked Long Aotian, "What's going on? Did you see any signs of camping over there? It's impossible for them to have rushed here from somewhere else to set up camp in such a short time since the arrival of the evil entity, and then leave to launch an attack on us."

But Long Aotian shook his head blankly: "This... I have indeed neglected the situation outside the city walls these past few days. After all, the coordination within the city alone has been enough to drive me crazy. These guys may have been stationed there before, but I don't know who they are, why they are stationed here, or why they are launching an attack now."

"That means you know nothing at all!"

Zhou Ke'er couldn't help but complain.

"Indeed, in terms of general rationality."

Long Aotian nodded awkwardly.

Zhou Ke'er looked at the seemingly endless infected outside the city walls and was still troubled—there were so many infected that even if he wanted to use his evil powers to achieve a dimensional reduction attack, he couldn't cover them all. And with just the few of them on their side, how could they possibly fight against an entire army of infected that didn't fear pain or death—and who might not even die at all...

Even if Zhou Ke'er transforms into a fixed artillery emplacement on the city wall, continuously firing her magic-powered piercing cannons, it would likely only temporarily slow their advance. Once the number of infected who die is enough to collapse the city wall, or piled up high enough to top it, the city's eventual fall would still be the same.

Even if you want to capture the leader first, the enemy's leader is very cunning and doesn't show himself at all. Zhou Ke'er has no way to distinguish the leader among so many infected people - in his evil vision, they are all a dark mass that keeps moving around, so how could he see them clearly?

No, where did so many of them become infected?

How many Loyal troops would that be?

Zhou Ke'er felt it was utterly outrageous.

Are they going to abandon the city and flee? Wouldn't that mean all their efforts from beginning to end would have been for nothing?