Chapter 105 Transfer (asking for monthly ticket) Dang Dang Dang! Ryan kept retreating, but he also blocked the violent attack of shepherd Pierre Berry. Pierre Berry's eyes had already turned red, no longer as gentle as usual, as if he had completely released the cruelty sealed in his heart. While those evil arms, some dark or pale, stretched out from the shadows, grabbed Ryan and interfered with his actions, Pierre Berry once again raised his axe and chopped hard on the enemy's head. This time, Ryan did not block while retreating to dissipate his strength, he did not even raise the "Sword of Dawn". He simply turned sideways, letting the terrifying and twisted arms grab his legs and letting the shepherd Pierre Berry's axe hit his shoulders. when! Spider-web-like cracks instantly appeared on the silver-white shoulder armor, and light continued to peel off and dissipate in the air. Ryan endured the pain, knelt down on one knee, and inserted the "Sword of Dawn" into the floor of the second floor. He believed that he and his companions had been separated for too long and must do everything possible to get back together. The power of a team is greater than the individual efforts of each member!

In a flash, the giant two-handed sword condensed with light exploded. It disintegrated into countless fragments of light, turned into a hurricane, and swept towards the shepherd Pierre Berry in front. This horrific and destructive blow caused Pierre Berry to show an expression of uncontrollable panic. He ignored the evil arms that stretched out from the shadows and simply retracted them into his own shadow. A sharp storm composed purely of light engulfed the area, cutting all shadows and evil into pieces. "Storm of Light" is a range attack capability. Although Ryan tried his best to control it to target the enemies in front, it still inevitably affected the left and right sides, the back, the sky, and the feet. Silently, the walls of Lumian's bedroom and Auror's bedroom collapsed at the same time, turning into tiny pieces in the terrible storm. In the area near the balcony, the black vines hanging from the roof instantly turned into flying weeds, and even the parish priest Guillaume Bennet who was floating in the air had to dodge in a hurry. He flew out of Aurore's house, with bloody scratches appearing on his body. Rumble! Half of the roof was blown off, and the floor on the second floor became bumpy, with the stove underneath visible from many places. Leah was also engulfed by the storm of light, but her figure quickly became thinner and shorter, and was cut into powder in the form of a paper man. When the horrific storm subsided, she appeared in the study room which was only half intact. It was because Ryan knew that she had a "paper substitute" that he dared to launch such a violent and terrifying attack on the shepherd Pierre Berry in front of him in this small environment. As for Aurore and Lumian in the side room, and Valentine on the balcony at the back, the former two had the wall to bear most of the damage, while the latter was farther away. At the same time, Ryan had been forcibly controlling the direction of the storm, and even if it was not very successful, it had a certain effect. It was after weighing the current situation that he made a prompt decision and launched this decisive attack. The crimson moonlight and faint starlight from the sky shone in through the broken roof. Ryan quickly looked around, but did not find Auror and Lumian. He only saw Leah running towards him with a pale face. Valentine was unconscious on the balcony with multiple wounds from the "Storm of Light", but none of them were fatal. Seeing that his companions' conditions were getting worse, Ryan didn't bother looking for anyone. He reached out and grabbed Leah's shoulders, then jumped to the balcony with her. The warrior picked up Valentine with one hand and jumped directly from Lumian's house. Relying on the silver-white "Dawn Armor" that had not yet been completely broken, he forcibly endured some attacks from the dark, ran wildly outside the Cordu Village, and fled to the nearest alpine meadow.

This was the contingency plan they had made before: if they could no longer defend Aurore and Lumian's homes, they would retreat to the grassland. Once there, you can use the terrain to defend yourself, or you can jump off the cliff to escape from this area and trigger the cycle. The parish priest Guillaume Bennet was floating in the air, unable to catch up with the "Dawn Knight" who was running at his maximum speed. At his feet, in the shadows at the edge of the house, the shepherd Pierre Berry walked out. His dark robe was already tattered, and the hood on his back was nowhere to be found. His face, chest, and legs were covered with dense sword marks, and blood kept oozing out, which was extremely horrifying. If he hadn't exchanged his shadow with the shadow of a villager outside at the critical moment, he would have been killed! And the villager who served as his subordinate was undoubtedly turned into a pile of broken flesh and blood. ………… Because the Abyss Demon Flower was quickly destroyed by Ryan's "Storm of Light", Valentine's paralysis was not severe, so he woke up before leaving Cordu Village. "What's the situation?" he asked while his mouth was filled with wind. Ryan was running wildly and couldn't explain in detail. He could only respond simply: "Help Leah first!" Valentine immediately looked at Leah, who was held in Ryan's other arm, and found that her face was pale and bluish, and her expression was quite wrong. Without hesitation, Valentine stretched out a hand with difficulty and pressed it on Leah's shoulder. "sun!" he shouted in ancient Hermetic language. Drops of translucent golden liquid appeared out of thin air and fell on Leah. Leah's expression suddenly twisted, and bursts of green smoke came out of her body. In just a second or two, Sybil's transparent figure separated, and her face showed undisguised surprise and fear. She couldn't believe that she was being driven out of Leah's body. Then, illusory golden flames jumped out of the void and burned the strange spirit into drops of liquid like a candle. Sybil screamed and cursed, but she could not escape the fate of being purified. This time, she failed to be "reborn" in Valentine's body. "Evil creature!" Valentine cursed in a low voice. ………… "Shall we chase after him?" Shepherd Pierre Berry looked up and asked the parish priest Guillaume Bennet who was floating in the air. Although he was in a very bad condition, he still refused to give up. Guillaume Bene pondered for a few seconds and said: “No, things here are more important. "It is unlikely that they will take any action in the short term. They will just wait and see and confirm the situation. For us, this is enough."

As soon as he finished speaking, his brows suddenly frowned, and then he whispered: "Sybil is dead." "Can't she be 'reborn'?" Pierre Berry was very surprised. He was not very sad about the death of his sisters. Guillaume Bene could not help cursing: "I kept asking her not to play 'rebirth' in front of those three official Beyonders. This level of 'rebirth' is naturally restrained by the power of the 'sun' pathway. But she didn't listen at all. "Waste! You've wasted the Lord's gift!" ………… Lumian opened his eyes suddenly and saw a thin gray mist and a familiar ceiling. After he fell into a coma, he woke up in the ruins of his dream. Lumian fumbled to sit down and breathed heavily. The moment he was attacked by Auror, he was really discouraged and thought about giving up. This wonderful life she gave her, these five years of life she gave her, she can take them back if she wants. Huh… Lumian exhaled, and two clear thoughts flashed through his mind: "That was not Aurore just now, she was controlled by a monster! "Giving up now would be like handing her over to the monster and extinguishing her last hope!" Lumian stood up, his will becoming firm again. He cast his eyes toward the window, where a bottle of liquor, a honeysuckle flower, some grapevines, and powdered water fern were placed. That lady brought the materials in? Did she see us get attacked? Why didn't she... Lumian shook his head, dismissing the subsequent thoughts. In this situation, the only ones you can rely on are yourself and your companions. No matter how powerful others are, they can't play any role! Lumian didn't waste any more time. He took out the tools he had used to mix the "Hunter" potion and poured 50 ml of liquor into the beer glass. Honeysuckle, grapevine powder, and water fern powder were sprinkled in one after another, and finally the "stone" that emitted a foul smell and seemed to have dark liquid flowing on its surface was sprinkled in. With a hissing sound, the Provocateur's extraordinary characteristic dissolved, and the honeysuckle flower completely disappeared. In the beer glass, the originally colorless liquor was stained with a dark color and became quite viscous. Just by looking at the potion, Lumian had the urge to throw it away and crush it. He calmed himself down, and used shallow meditation, which he quickly stopped, to calm his mood and adjust his state of mind. After a few seconds, Lumian picked up the beer glass without hesitation and gulped down the disgusting and pungent "Provocateur" potion. As soon as he put the cup down, he immediately felt as if his internal organs were becoming heavy and falling down. Lumian, who already had experience, sat cross-legged on the floor, closed his eyes, and waited for the next change. His breathing quickly became hot and his emotions quickly became unstable, sometimes furious, sometimes sad, sometimes frustrated, and sometimes excited. At the same time, the sound that seemed to come from infinitely far away yet close to his ears appeared, like an iron rod directly inserted into his temple.

The familiar, intense pain filled Lumian's mind, but there were always some thoughts that he couldn't dispel: “I want to succeed!” "I want to unlock the secrets of dreams!" "I want to rescue Aurora!" "I want to break the cycle of Cordu Village!" The burning sensation, the tearing sensation, and the hallucination of being on the verge of losing control came one after another. Lumian tried his best to bear it without opening his eyes or changing his sitting posture. He felt like a small boat in a storm, tossed around by the waves and hurricanes, unable to move independently, but not sinking. After an unknown amount of time, the pain began to subside rapidly, and the bloodthirsty and crazy thoughts also left Lumian's mind. He then opened his eyes and realized that he had become a Sequence 8 "provocateur". PS: Please vote for me~ (End of this chapter)