Hitzfeld was also very nervous, and he couldn't help but curl up his toes on his black silk feet hanging in the air.
The attack was too sudden, and the method was completely beyond her expectations. Although this thing appeared from the "corner" like Clint, the degree of threat was definitely not comparable.
Its speed, cunning, and use of space are far superior to Clint's.
It can even distort and tamper with the spatial structure of reality.
It's almost something created specifically for hunting...
Staring at the "hound" below, Hitzfeld was also amazed in his heart.
It can appear from any corner, and there is almost no barrier that can stop it. It can suddenly appear in front of the target at any time and any place. Ordinary prey can't even fight back, and may not know how they died until the moment they are hunted.
I'm not a normal person. Although I've gotten rid of insomnia, I don't have to sleep... It's just that I have an extra choice, and I can guard against it without sleep.
But Xia...
Turning her eyes slightly, she saw the hand passing through her knee, with a layer of black lines clearly imprinted on the back of the fingers.
It must die here.
Fierce in heart, Hitzfeld lowered his head again, only to meet a pair of scarlet eyes.
Something was shooting towards her at a rapid speed, this cunning beast...it was obviously pretending to be dead, but it was still watching her every move, even catching the moment she turned her gaze away.
She was not afraid of this thing in a head-on confrontation. The ice needle flew over and pierced through the object. A thin ice crystal quickly appeared in the air, shattering all the way back from a position only a few centimeters away from her forehead, turning into ice chips that scattered all over the ground.
It's that tongue.
The tongue should be an extremely important organ of the "hound". It let out that dizzy howl again, its body shaking and twitching on the ground, and streams of blue pus spurted out of its beak made of tentacles. It seemed to be in great pain.
"Take three steps forward." Hitzfeld suddenly issued an order.
“Ignore it.”
“Step over it.”
Is she crazy?
For a moment, Xia Yibing really thought she was wrong... This thing looks so dangerous, why would she rush so close to it?
But she soon realized that it was Hitzfeld - she did often say things that were difficult to understand, but it turned out that she was always right.
And she was used to trusting her.
After taking a deep breath, Xia Yibing immediately did as she was told.
She took three big steps forward, and the third step should have just passed over the monster.
"Crack!"
The shoe stepped on something before it touched the ground, and a layer of mirror-like cracks spread rapidly with that object as the center.
His expression changed slightly, and Xia Yibing became more determined. He stepped down hard, and the space in front of him... including the scene of the monster was completely shattered, turning into a crystallized substance scattered on the ground.
"it is good."
She heard the girl whisper again.
"I can turn back now."
As soon as she heard it, she turned around to look, and Xia Yibing's pupils contracted violently.
The space there has been tampered with.
Countless square corners were created out of thin air, and the corpse of the "hound" was scattered into pieces and fell on the top of the square corners, forming a huge spiral with them, which was about to surround from all directions.
This……
If I had just stepped back out of reflex...
His expression was solemn and a layer of cold sweat broke out on his back.
"It can ignore the physical rules of reality and distort space into this shape..."
Hitzfeld also breathed a sigh of relief.
"It would be best if there was only this one..."
Chapter 125: The Master of the Horned Throne
There were far more people living on the four lower floors of Posuo Mansion than on the four upper floors - although there weren't many more in itself, it was impossible to conceal such a big commotion.
They didn't dare to come out to check when the loud noise happened. They waited until the noise outside had almost subsided before they were afraid to open the door. Then they found that at the end of the corridor, which was the door to Hitzfeld's room, the walls and floors there were distorted.
It is a literal distortion, as if something has gone back in time, or changed the material properties of the blood-bone tree floor, temporarily turning it into something like mud. By some preference, the floor, walls, and ceiling are kneaded together to form a total of thirteen square corners, which together outline a huge, spiral-shaped spatial pattern.
Someone must have reported the news. The atmosphere in the entire Posuo Mansion suddenly became tense. Hitzfeld looked down from the window and saw some people in uniform pointing and talking. They were probably inspectors from the Governor's Office. Even in the military zone, someone had to maintain order.
I didn't attract these people when I killed those low-life thugs before, but it seems I can't avoid them this time.
The girl held a glass of water, drinking it in small sips while recalling the shock she had just experienced.
She was not the only one in the room. Hasim, Madeline, and Xia Yibing were all there. The sheriff in black silk was using gestures to tell the people in front of her how thrilling the battle just now was, claiming that "it is definitely a pity not to have seen it with my own eyes."
"Not necessarily a pity." A girl's voice drifted faintly from the side, "We haven't confirmed that there is only one such monster."
Xia Yibing frowned and opened her mouth: "Isn't that a bit too... disgusting?"
"The mark hasn't disappeared, has it?" Hitzfeld gently stroked the back of his left hand. "Not only this side, but you are also branded. I guess the basis for their judgment is 'whether you look directly at their bodies'. They can't tolerate someone in the world knowing their secrets and not dying."
Then there will definitely be an endless stream of monsters chasing us.
Xia Yibing's expression became extremely solemn.
She is a professional, but because of that, she knows how difficult this monster is to deal with.
It's not like she hasn't encountered monsters with particularly strong stealth abilities before. For example, corpse puppets and ordinary nightmares all have the ability to sneak in silently. Being targeted by such things would make one unable to sleep or eat and one would have to be extremely cautious. She has even seen many victims become mentally exhausted due to worrying about this, and die of exhaustion before the monsters could find them.
But at least those situations can be defended. If one's own spiritual power becomes strong enough, ordinary nightmares will not dare to approach. And those darker behemoths that occasionally pass through the dream world are unlikely to care about the small fish and shrimps on the roadside.
If all else fails, set up a cage made of cast steel and sleep inside it, and get some professionals to stand by and give you warnings - you'll be able to survive anyway.
But "Hound" is different.
This thing, it didn't come through the dream world first. They saw the picture of it jumping out clearly. Strictly speaking, it was a kind of space movement. It could switch and tamper with space freely, and the body could jump out from any corner.
So how do you defend against this kind of thing... Medicines and ointments targeting the dream world are ineffective against it. The only way to defend against this kind of assassination is to eliminate all the "square corners" in the living environment, but how can this be done?
Do we need to find a big round ball with nothing inside to live in? ... It's too ridiculous no matter how you look at it.
Xia Yibing even had a suspicion: Even if the targeted prey really did this, and even if they were naked when hiding in the big ball, that is, they did not have any "square-corner" elements on their bodies, but as they fell asleep and their sleeping positions changed, their hands and feet might naturally curl up to form "square-corner" elements - the monster could also jump out from these places.
The more she thought about it, the more headache she had. Now she understood why Hitzfeld had to kill that thing... If this matter could not be resolved once and for all, the pain in the battle would not be comparable to the fear in daily life.
"We also have advantages." Hitzfeld comforted her, "I don't have insomnia anymore, but as long as I want, I can always postpone fatigue... When it appears, I can wake you up the first time, so you won't be unable to sleep."
"It sounds so scary from what you guys said, but there is actually something like this here..."
Madeline muttered to herself and glanced at Xia Yibing with resentment.
The condition for being marked with the Hunted Mark is to look directly at the monster. The Director knew this but still felt sorry that we didn't see the battle?
If Hashem and I are seen, won't we also be marked? Is this good for us?
"Of course there are benefits." Xia Yibing saw her confusion and explained to her seriously: "As a limited combat force in the team, even if you only delay time as the main attacker, your contribution will be remembered."
Madeline said nothing, but glanced at her sideways, and began to doubt whether she had trusted the wrong person all along.
"Why are you making such a sour face? Think about our mission Madeline. If we are destined to sacrifice, it is better to die with value than to die in obscurity."
But Xia Yibing wasn't kidding her: "You know how this business ends. Don't make me think you're unprofessional."
After saying that, she looked at Hitzfeld again and added, "If I really need to do that, I will sacrifice myself to save her life."
"...Why are you saying this?" Hitzfeld was really confused by her...It's okay if you say this in private, but don't say it in front of others -
"No, I am looking at the problem very calmly... Because no matter whether you admit it or not, you are the most important among us. If only one person can survive in the end, it can only be you. You should also be aware of this."
"I don't agree! I won't accept this kind of 'help'! If you do things with this mindset, something will definitely go wrong... It's best not to think about those bad things!"
The two of them were arguing over there. Madeline shook her head and looked at Hasim, "...Do you know anything about that monster?"
Hasim was completely shocked and just shook his head when he heard her words: "I don't know."
"Aren't you working in the church? That Clint is also your colleague. He is the one who attracted the monster, right?"
"There are many factions within the church, and Clint is just one of them." Hasim whispered, "And you also said that if you see that thing, you will be marked... If I had seen it, I would probably have been killed by them..."
Hitzfeld was also listening to the conversation here, and she couldn't help but feel a headache - if she followed this rule, it would be difficult for her to get more information about the "Hound".
I can only passively take the beating and use myself as bait and wait for them to come to me...
But it’s not without gain.
All along - ever since he woke up on the ship and knew he had come to this strange land, Hitzfeld had always been cautious about how to use the power he possessed.
She didn't dare to reveal herself, and only dared to use the identity of perfume maker to get in touch with the upper level, because she was afraid of the mysterious rules of Aisha Continent - the source of those rules was another mysterious master who would pay attention to her.
but.
If...if there really is another mysterious master, she should have been discovered by now.
The "hound" is a high-level creature in the mysterious system. The mysterious factor surging in its body is almost so strong that it has become a substance. She speculated that this thing may not have been gradually promoted from a lower-level creature, but was so strong from the beginning. It is very likely to be a kind of evil god's followers. Then this level of intimacy, logically speaking... the death of a high-level mysterious creature will definitely attract the attention of higher-level people in the system.
But it didn't.
She is also the Lord of Mystery. Although she was very careful not to connect herself to the mysterious network of Aisha Continent, at least she could vaguely sense whether there was something watching her and what level of thing it was watching her.
For example, she speculated through the still existing marks that there were more "hounds", and that was why she could sense the gaze... It was as if there was a group of things in the extremely distant void staring at her, running towards her, and radiating malice towards her without any scruples.
But that was the limit. Those things had no wisdom and were lower than her in the system. She followed this malicious intent and tried to continue to explore the source, but she could not find anything in the chaos.
Is my guess wrong?
The "Hounds" are the followers of the evil god and are high-level creatures. There must be a stronger person behind them, who is most likely a powerful outer god who has a more sophisticated grasp of the "rules of horns" and "space".
This is even something higher than the status of the mysterious lord. After all, the so-called mysterious system is nothing more than what the foreign gods/evil gods created according to the local environment to harvest faith and life. The mysterious lord who is in charge of and commands the system is at best a department head, and God knows how many superiors he has.
However...no.
She could not sense the breath of the mysterious lord, nor the breath of any stronger being. It was as if there was only a chaotic void, and the "hounds" were just wandering there following their instinct for revenge.
There is no Mysterious Lord in Aisha Continent? And the things above the Mysterious Lord also disappeared?
If this is true, then it is great news. It means that the dark clouds above will disappear overnight, and the entire Aisha Continent will no longer have to worry about the arrival of the evil god.
But... but...
But Hitzfeld could still feel the "pressure".
The dark clouds in the sky never dissipated. No matter how she explored, even trying to open her mind to contact the mysterious network to sense and detect the practitioners of the mysterious system in the entire Sea King City, she could not find the source of the pressure.
But it exists.
Exist there.
What was most disturbing was that she could feel it but not detect it.
Damn... If there really are Outer Gods alive, where are they hiding?
There is no mysterious main restraint system here... Then can I show up... or even pretend to be this position? Use this identity to gain convenience?
She hadn't thought through these things yet, and with the two invitations piled up there...one from Lucca and the Mechanical Kingdom, even Hitzfeld felt a little overwhelmed.
Suddenly, a leaf floated in from the window.
The leaf was flying straight towards the girl's face. Xia Yibing quickly caught it and when she picked it up, she saw that there were words written on it.
[I heard about the attack. I'm glad you're all safe.
I may know something that you are most concerned about right now. If you are still interested today, you can bring the leaves to find me on the seventh floor.]
"Who?"
Madeline narrowed her eyes.
"It can only be her."
Hitzfeld smiled.
"Bunoliel would never have used such a distant tone."
Half an hour later, they prepared to go to the seventh floor of the mansion.
The path leading to the upper four floors is completely different from that to the lower four floors. They thought they needed to go downstairs first, go around to the other side and then come up alone. Unexpectedly, this Blood Bone Tree King had a trick... It actually opened a trap door for them in the corridor of the lower four floors.
