Love letters are not allowed in the exorcism notebook!-Chapter 548 - 125: Netherworld Variety Prank Contest
What is a Shit Monster? It’s when you’ve maxed out all your level equipment, are all pumped up and ready to start a second round, ready to smash some noobs, when you find out that this thing’s level hasn’t changed, but it has gained something called Resistance.
Li Mumu found herself facing a grave problem when she struck her next blow; the Guiding Bodhisattva’s Divine Arts could deal outstanding damage to those traditional ogres and snake-like spirits, but against the cultivators within the Twelve Laws, it was barely scratching the surface.
Actually, she had already sensed this issue last time when battling with the Garrison Soldiers of the Special Service Bureau at the Moat dimension, where no strategy seemed effective, be it long-range or close-quarters, magic, or physical.
At first, she thought the Garrison Soldier class was simply overpowered, but then after encountering Puppet Masters and now these skin-flaying fellows, she realized it wasn’t just a single class that was the problem.
The entire Cultivation System of the Twelve Laws, compared to those of traditional cultivators from the past, possessed an unbelievable amount of Resistance.
Only when she put away the Red String, switched to the Demon Dharma Gate, and transformed into a Demon Body did she manage to inflict effective damage on the enemy.
There seemed to be something to this Cultivation System of the Twelve Laws; it wasn’t as simple as Mumu had initially thought. She decided she must find Sister Xia, King of Competitor, after returning and inquire more about the secrets.
The reason she still had the luxury to let her mind wander was precisely because her head had already been chopped off.
From the moment the enemy started using that suicidal Sorcery, Mumu knew she had the game in the bag, and everything that followed was just garbage time.
What are you even trying to do, competing with me in beheading?
Can’t you just play nicely with your Great Rock Snake?
After this move, the headless girl fell into a near-death state, where her health bar dropped to zero, and if there wasn’t a teammate nearby for support, she had no choice but to slowly heal herself with self-applied acupuncture.
However, what truly shocked her was the fact that after losing her head, not only did the opponent not die, but she also grew a new head even more vigorous than before, tangling with the bone serpent Mumu had summoned, teeth and claws tearing furiously, scattering bones all around.
What kind of Evil Spirit is this?
The White Bone Giant Rock Snake had only managed to catch Li Mumu off guard at their first encounter, but once it formed its body, it became clumsy, nowhere able to match Mumu’s unpredictable movements.
It took just a few tugs before Mumu had torn it to pieces.
But at this moment, the headless girl staggered to her feet, pulled out an iron nail and a hammer from her bosom, and the floating head suddenly spoke, "May I ask which True Disciple of the Holy Mother of Red Lotus you are? For what reason have you come to pass judgment? Here in my workshop, we only use the dead bodies of Foreigners and Nomads that come with the ships, who are not under the protection of the Holy Mother. Why do you intervene?"
Huh? You start spouting nonsense when you can’t win?
Li Mumu, who usually lacked exercise, was able to barely keep going thanks to her Demon Body after a bout of combat, drenched in sweat. Just as the opponent started her tirade, Mumu withdrew, catching her breath while scoffing, "The Fusang Warriors you shelter openly harm the citizens of Ming Country in broad daylight, yet you have the audacity to question why I intervene?"
"I am Reddy, a Disciple under the Holy Mother of Red Lotus, enacting Her decree to punish the wicked and promote the good, exterminating demons! Which sect’s Demoness are you, daring to act so recklessly within Tianmen’s domain?"
The girl lifted her hand, placing her head back onto her neck, bowing slightly with a polite smile, "I am Shen Qingxi, a pleasure to meet you. Aren’t you a bit too naive, sister? Have you never heard of the Shen Family, or are you still new to all this? Although this place is dirty and messy, it is built upon the bones and flesh of Foreigners. How else could we collect human data and develop our own modern medicine? As for those Fusang Warriors, could there possibly be some misunderstanding?"
Huh??
Li Mumu was completely flabbergasted.
You guys are even eating human flesh sashimi and have the face to tell me you’re researching medicine?
Alright, I admit, I have seen the textbooks you keep at hand.
There should be no such research!
In the historical timeline she had crossed over to, there were no historical records about this subject.
But in the nebulous consciousness of the immortal family from the parallel space-time, those bad guys in yellow military uniforms seemed to have specifically formed some digital code troop for similar reasons.
Could it be that this causality line had ultimately ended up here?
Just as Li Mumu was shocked by this defiant statement, a fierce look flashed across the eyes of the girl claiming to be Shen Qingxi. She picked up a nail and aimed it at the white demon beast in the distance, softly chanting, "Red Shroud, I command thy soul!"
As the hammer in her right hand fell, Li Mumu’s divine soul shattered on the spot!
"Anchoring failed!"
[You are the Red Shroud...]
In that instant, Li Mumu felt as if explosives had detonated above her head, leaving her with a mind blanketed in white, her huge demon body spewing blood from her mouth and nose as she collapsed to the ground, with a wisp of her soul involuntarily drifting out.
She had been careless, even a pseudonym wasn’t enough.
Dazed, Li Mumu watched her soul leave the demon body and float towards the girl opposite her. But at that moment, the usually noisy chatter that echoed in her ears suddenly became clear.
She seemed to see, within the world of the Thousand-Year Dynasty, the townsfolk of Sun Family Town bowing in worship to the clay statue of her, and the devotees praying devoutly within the hall of the New Church of Eternal Life.
These noises converged into a glimmer of golden light. Although faint, it steadily protected her soul, pushing away the hammer and nail in Shen Qingxi’s hands by a slight gap.
A drop of cold sweat slid down Shen Qingxi’s forehead.
Just as she was about to continue chanting, she felt a chill on her back, as if cold, slippery tentacles were climbing up her spine.
Instinctively turning around, she saw a cloaked, eerie figure silently appearing behind her, raising a massive scythe overhead, striking down towards her.
More terrifying than the blade of the scythe was the indescribable force residing within it. Shen Qingxi realized immediately that she must not be hit by the scythe, not even a shallow cut, or she would be dragged into the bottomless abyss.
Without a moment’s hesitation, she decisively stabbed the nail into her own body, loudly calling out, "Guanyin of the Western Paradise of Ultimate Bliss with Thousand Hands and Eyes!"
The scythe in Wendy’s hands stopped abruptly, and a soft gasp echoed through the void. Dozens of tentacles, like the arms of an octopus, stretched out from beneath her cloak, wrapping around her petite frame and pulling her backwards.
But it was too late.
As soon as Shen Qingxi chanted the forbidden name of the ancient god, the Deep Sea had already descended quietly.
Seawater rushed into Wendy’s mouth and nose, the terrifying pressure almost squeezing out the last bit of air in her lungs. Bubbles swelled and burst at a visible rate on the skin of her exposed arms...
However, protected by the tentacles, she avoided most of the damage.
The flesh and blood accumulated in the basement as if reanimated, was swept up by an invisible force and converged on the carcass of the White Bone Serpent. In just a few seconds, a gruesome Fleshly Great Serpent reassembled. It was so massive that even the hundreds of square meters of underground space seemed cramped.
