Crown of Silence

Chapter 101 I'll fight you

When the night finally came, the dark sky was covered by black clouds.

This was a lightless night, everything was shrouded in darkness.

In the intricate terrain of the lower city, Ye Qingxuan huddled behind a broken shed, gasping for breath.

He felt that his legs were about to break, and he couldn't run at all. But the chill and ferocity that felt like a thorn in his back still enveloped him.

That feeling... is called fear.

The monster was grinding its teeth and sucking blood in the dark, and the low footsteps wandered in a place he couldn't see, sometimes left, sometimes right, looking for traces of prey.

Ye Qingxuan didn't know if he had gotten rid of it, but the cursed singing voice still lingered in his ears, making his mind restless:

"God, please give me mercy, I kneel in the river of soul, trying to wash away the filth! God, please give me salvation, the curse has submerged my waist, can you hear my plea?

God, please give me grace, the blood has flooded my neck, I wail for liberation... La la la la, la la la la... sing praises to the god, please take me back to heaven... la la la la..."

The singing voice that seemed to be possessed by an evil spirit made his body tremble, unable to restrain himself.

How long has it been?

He didn't know...he didn't even have time to think about how long this ridiculous hunt had been going on.

From the first moment he encountered the monster, he understood that the events and the incredible and terrible legends recorded in those materials and archives were true.

Only that kind of terrible monster would leave such a legend. But why does Avalon have such a completely out-of-specification thing!

Why did that monster target him?

When the low footsteps sounded again from the surroundings, he almost suffocated.

For the whole afternoon, he tried every way to get rid of him, or... kill him! But he never succeeded.

Whether he rushed into the crowd of people fighting, jumped into the sewer, or even got into the abandoned steel mill... he couldn't get rid of the monster.

The crowd of people fighting would be driven into a blood-stained straight line by the monster. When they got out of the sewer, they would hear the terrible singing that followed them like a shadow. When they ran into the abandoned steel mill... it was like stepping into the hunting ground of this monster.

He tried all kinds of ways to kill him, frost rays, burning hands...

Even if he grabbed a military crossbow in the chaos and pulled the trigger at the monster, it was still in vain.

Hit.

The crossbow arrow passed through his chest, and the last feather entered. Then he slowly sawed open the wound, pulled out the arrow that pierced his stomach, and threw it on the ground.

From that moment on, Ye Qingxuan understood one thing.

——The reason why the monster is a monster is that it cannot be killed! -

In the darkness, the sound of the patrolling footsteps finally faded away, but the song of the vengeful spirit was still lingering in his ears, making his soul restless.

He panted and stroked the wounds on his body that were as big as a mouth.

The result of being slightly swept by the bone saw was that the skin and flesh rolled up. If he hadn't ruthlessly frozen the wound, he would have almost bled to death.

For a whole afternoon, the monster had countless opportunities to kill him, but he kept playing with him, making him flee on the edge of fear, just like playing with food on a plate...

"Fuck."

He murmured in a low voice, clenching his fists in anger.

But before he finished speaking, a familiar shudder rose from his chest, causing him to lower his head subconsciously.

Then, he heard a cracking sound.

Behind him, the dilapidated shed was shattered and disintegrated under the sweep of the bone saw!

Everything that blocked the saw was sawed in two. If Ye Qingxuan hadn't lowered his head, his head would have been included...

In the darkness, hoarse singing was loud and blood was flowing.

The pale light came from nowhere, illuminating the disturbed and manic shadow. No matter how he ran, he was always covered by the monster's shadow and had nowhere to escape.

"Asshole, I'll fight you!"

In the midst of the chase, he suddenly stopped, turned around and glared at the monster: "Chasing is useless! If you have the guts, come and kill me head-on!"

The monster seemed to be shocked by his courage and stood there in astonishment.

Ye Qingxuan's eyes were angry, and he began to chant syllables quickly. The flickering ether gathered from the void. In his mind, a vague rune quickly became clear as he chanted.

The hand in his pocket quietly pressed the button of the double snake timepiece, awakening the power in it. So in an instant, the ether he sensed doubled, making the ether in his hand more and more frantic.

As the ether gathered, the boy roared and clenched his fists, and rushed towards the monster in front with a resolute look.

As if admiring his courage, the flesh and blood butcher stood in place.

The sound of the ghost singing became clearer and clearer. It silently raised the bone saw high, waiting for the boy to rush over like a moth to a flame. But just as Ye Qingxuan's footsteps suddenly paused, he suddenly threw the thing in his hand forward.

Under the mask, the butcher's pupils stagnated, and were stung by the fierce light coming towards him.

The moment it flew out of Ye Qingxuan's hand, the restrained ether finally formed the structure of a musical note, rubbing against each other with fiery heat, releasing a radiance like the scorching sun.

The extremely effective amplification application of musical notes - 'light'!

What the hell, I'll smear my notes all over your face!

The butcher subconsciously reached out to cover his eyes, but the boy stood there, raised his hand, and chanted the syllables again almost crazily.

Instant notes - mirror!

Instantly, the interlaced mirrors emerged from the void, interlocked with each other, and assembled into a matrix, surrounding the butcher. The violent light was instantly amplified a hundred times, refracting from all directions, and there was no way to dodge!

The butcher roared, and the bone saw in his hand swept across, cutting the turbulent mirrors, and completely extinguishing the light source suspended in the air.

But when the shining light dissipated, the boy's figure was no longer there.

... Ran away? !

The air still echoed with the boy's triumphant laughter of escaping a disaster: running away after pretending to be cool, how exciting!

The butcher roared and roared, and the bone saw in his hand was swung wildly, tearing the low shed into pieces.

After a long time, he finally calmed down, silently escaped into the shadows, followed the gradually dissipating breath in the air, and chased straight in the direction of the boy's escape.

The Norda Labyrinth in the lower city was his hunting ground. A lost boy couldn't run away here!

But when he followed the gradually dissipating smell of blood in the air and finally found the boy's trace, his footsteps stopped.

-

The butcher stood outside the abandoned and dilapidated building complex, staring at his feet silently. Under his feet, there was a winding crack, like the mark of a crazy blade.

In the crack, a trace of blood dissipated, and a subtle sweet smell was diffused in the air.

At first glance, it was just an ordinary crack. But the butcher bent down and stared at it intently, with a hint of desire and regret in his eyes.

——This is a mark.

Just like beasts divide their own territories, in the vast Avalon, monsters also divide their territories.

That is the boundary marker of predators. Once crossed, there will be a life-and-death fight.

The butcher stood up and left.

A hoarse sigh remained in the wind, as if expressing regret for the boy who jumped into hell on his own initiative.

After all, compared to the "gluttonous" self, there are always some monsters who like to eat fine and delicate food...

——

In the ruins, Ye Qingxuan panted and collapsed to the ground, unable to get up again.

He felt that all his strength was used up in running. Now even if the monster caught up with him, he didn't have the energy to escape.

Just let him kill it.

He lowered his head in frustration, closed his eyes, and waited for death... But after a long time, the flesh and blood butcher didn't sigh. He was prepared to find a monster staring at him after opening his eyes, but after opening his eyes, there was still nothing in front of him.

The flesh butcher disappeared.

Did he get rid of him?

He was stunned in disbelief, and after a long time, he couldn't help wanting to laugh: This is just like a joke.

Going out to buy marbles, inexplicably encountering a group of thugs fighting, inexplicably being chased, inexplicably carrying a treasure, and then being chased by a monster for so long...

"What the hell is going on?"

He suppressed his anger, got up from the ground with difficulty, and staggered along the wall. No matter what, this matter is finally over.

But soon, the cruel reality slapped him mercilessly: End? Dream on!

In the long night, he looked around the dilapidated ruins, trying to figure out where he was in the lower city. But in the darkness, a strange sound came from a very far distance.

He stopped, turned back silently, and listened attentively.

A faint cry came from the wind, with sadness and pain, and the cry spread in the darkness, like a strand of wet hair wrapped around his body.

Ye Qingxuan stared silently in the direction where the cry came from, then decisively and quickly stopped, turned around, and ran in the other direction without any nostalgia. .

Damn the cry, I've had enough!

Gradually, the cry could not be heard, but his steps gradually slowed down.

In the end, it was difficult to move.

Is it really good to just leave like this? At least go back and take a look? Even if all the characters in horror novels die like this.

But in this long dark night, in a deserted place, why would someone fall to crying like a ghost?

He stood silently in the silent darkness, looking back. Behind him was only empty darkness, silent.

"If I want to die, it must be my own fault."

Ye Qingxuan rubbed his face in annoyance, shouted twice in a frenzy, and kicked over the broken garbage at his feet. Then, he turned around and walked towards the direction where the crying came from.

So, that weak and sad crying sounded again.

Getting closer and closer.

Ye Qingxuan held his breath, approached silently, tiptoed against the wall, and little by little, poked his head out of the corner and looked at the place where the crying came from.

Blood was all over the ground.