Chapter 999: The Shift of Offense and Defense

"Another form?"

"A string of witchcraft incantations... We call it 'Alice’s Cellar Library'." Wu Duo spoke slowly.

"It is an encrypted string of witchcraft incantations that only members of the Witchcraft Association can open... After activating the incantation, no matter where you are, your consciousness can enter the Cellar Library, similar to sleepwalking."

Fang Liangye’s eyes lit up. "Then can you help me investigate something?"

"No one cares about this thing now, and no one is guarding it. I can take you in with me."

"That would be best."

Wu Duo bent down, bit her fingertip, and quickly began writing on the floor of the warehouse.

Strings of twisted characters and symbols, like earthworms, slowly spread out on the ground. As Wu Duo finished the last character, the aura of the Witch God Path drifted from the symbols on the ground, and a mysterious atmosphere instantly enveloped the two of them.

The next moment, Fang Liangye and Wu Duo both collapsed to the ground, unconscious.

……

Amidst thick flames and smoke, a red-haired figure holding a long spear slowly walked out.

Her arms and neck were covered in gruesome scars, as if they had been nearly severed by something, and scarlet blood spread across her black trench coat, a shocking sight to behold...

Outside the smoke, two figures were rushing toward the scene: one was a tall, bloated butcher, and the other was a mysterious person cloaked in black robes.

"Hongxiu, where is the person?" the butcher asked in a deep voice.

"...I didn't manage to keep them." Hongxiu grabbed her own shoulder with one hand and snapped the fractured part back into place, saying expressionlessly, "The opponent was a woman in a black cheongsam, Drama God Path, used a long spear, and was also Eighth-Order... Her strikes were ghostly and silent, and she didn't leak a shred of aura. She is a natural-born assassin."

"An Eighth-Order Drama God Path, huh..." the figure under the black robe muttered to himself.

Just then, a Fire-Usurper came running toward them in a hurry.

"Lady Hongxiu." The Fire-Usurper spoke respectfully. "Lord Chidong wants you to return immediately and take charge of the church."

Hongxiu glanced at him and said faintly:

"Understood."

Just as Hongxiu was about to leave, she seemed to think of something and turned back to warn the two:

"You two be careful. She masks her aura too well; she could strike at you at any time."

The wound on Hongxiu’s neck slowly healed. "If it weren't for my strong self-healing ability, I would have been beheaded by now... It’s not just that woman; the people from the Twilight Society seem to love sneak attacks."

Hearing this, the two men’s faces turned extremely grim.

Hongxiu left the chaotic battlefield and headed straight for the church. Occasionally, the sound of explosions came from afar, and billowing smoke rose into the sky from different directions.

Hongxiu knew very well that the "Empty City Strategy" could not last long. After all, no matter how carefully one manufactured explosions and combat traces, it was impossible to forge the aura of a God Path. Although the Fire-Usurpers were currently terrified and suspicious of every rustle, if they didn't sense any God Path for a long time, they would eventually realize the truth.

Time was running out for them.

Mist swirled around the church. Amidst the chaotic explosions in the distance, the church stood in dead silence, ignored by all, like an isolated island.

Hongxiu pushed open the church doors. The moment the creaking sound rang out, the maids and Fire-Usurpers walking in the corridor were startled, their faces turning pale... but when they saw it was Hongxiu, they finally breathed a sigh of relief. Hongxiu was like a calming pill; when she appeared in the church, everyone settled down.

With deep red hair and a black trench coat, she walked slowly along the luxurious corridor, like a general who had been specially recalled by the Emperor after being away from court, drawing everyone’s attention.

Of course, behind such a plot, there is often a hidden black hand in the court, fueling the flames in the dark...

There was not a shred of expression on Hongxiu’s face until she reached the door of Chidong’s office.

"You two can take a break now." Hongxiu said to the two Fire-Usurpers guarding the door, her words revealing powerful confidence. "With me here... no one can break into the church."

Hearing this, the two tense Fire-Usurpers felt a sense of relief. After bowing respectfully to Hongxiu, they walked away in exhaustion.

Hongxiu walked into the office and closed the door behind her.

"Hongxiu, how is the situation outside?"

"Emperor" Chidong sat in his office chair, his face filled with gravity; beside him, "Treacherous Official" Chen Ling lowered his eyelids, looking at everything before him with a faint, inscrutable smile.

"Not great." Hongxiu said calmly. "I have already clashed with a [K]. Her methods are extremely vicious, and she didn't leak a shred of aura... If I hadn't reacted in time, I would have been beheaded."

"Even you are not her match?"

"In a head-on fight, she can't beat me; in a sneak attack, she can't kill me." Hongxiu’s calm tone once again gave Chidong confidence.

"That’s good..."

Chidong calmed his mind and began to pace around the office, deep in thought.

Now that Hongxiu was guarding the church, it should be absolutely safe here. "World-Ender" Chen Ling was also by his side; even if the Twilight Society went all-in to attack, it would be very difficult for them to abduct him... Next, it was a matter of how to mobilize the combat power outside to solve the Twilight Society problem...

"Chidong." Chen Ling’s voice sounded from behind him.

"Wait a moment, I’m thinking about something."

"Chidong..."

"I said wait a moment, why don't you listen..."

"Chidong, look, the Silver King has returned."

Hearing this, a flash of surprise appeared on Chidong’s face. He turned around abruptly, and the next moment, a long spear compressed with extreme killing intent rapidly enlarged before his eyes!

Bang—!!

Chidong’s chest was instantly pierced. Surging killing intent poured into his body, shattering all his muscles, and even his mental power was suppressed!

Under precise power control, this strike didn't make a sound, and the spear tip sank directly into the floor. Chidong was like a piece of cured meat skewered on an iron rod, instantly pinned in mid-air!

Chidong spat out a mouthful of blood, his eyes stained red. He remained stiffly pinned to the spot, staring blankly at Hongxiu before him...

His eyes were filled with horror and confusion.

He opened his mouth, trying to shout something, but his vocal cords had been suppressed by the killing intent. No matter how hard he tried, he could only make a sound like a mosquito...

"Hong... xiu... you..."

Hongxiu looked at him coldly, as if looking at a corpse.

Just then, a warm palm gently patted Chidong on the shoulder.

"I’ve really been taken care of by you during this time... my brother Chidong." Chen Ling walked to Hongxiu’s side unhurriedly, looking at Chidong pinned to the ground, a smile curling at the corner of his mouth. "Thanks to you, I finally had the opportunity to regain control of the situation..."

Chen Ling raised his fingertips and tore hard at his chin, and a layer of skin quickly drifted away in the air...

Seeing that face, Chidong’s pupils began to tremble!

Chidong’s chin was slowly lifted by that person. Another "Chidong" was almost pressed against his cheek, and then whispered like a demon:

"You can take a break now, brother Chidong..."

"From now on..."

"I will take over the Fire-Usurpers."