dkrc Chapter 415: Impurity Of Motives, Disputes Abound
Chapter 415: Impurity Of Motives, Disputes Abound
Whoosh—
Suddenly, the proprietress appeared behind Li Ang out of nowhere, raised a dagger and slashed at his shoulder.
Li Ang had already sensed the sneak attack of the proprietress, and his feet slammed on the ground. He jumped up like a cannonball and landed on the roof of the hotel.
Click!
A section of broken bricks and tiles fell, shattered into dust, and floated in mid-air.
The proprietress followed closely, chased to the edge of the roof, and jumped onto the eaves.
"ha!"
She yelled violently, swept her right leg, and kicked Li Ang viciously.
Li Ang made a fist with one arm and slammed it on her right leg.
boom!
A muffled thunder exploded, deafening.
The proprietress stepped back several steps, knocked down the wall, and fell to the ground.
"Cough cough! Cough cough!"
The proprietress clutched her chest, coughed violently, raised her head, looked at Li Ang on the roof, and said angrily, "I'm going to kill you!"
"Then come."
Li Ang stood on the roof, looking down at the other party, "I'm afraid you're not capable!"
He didn't know the specific strength of the proprietress, and he wasn't too worried.
A mere second-level pastor can't beat Li Ang, let alone this time he has the absolute home court advantage.
Li Ang stopped talking nonsense, pulled out the magic dagger at his waist, and slashed downward.
Swish!
The sharp blade tore through the air, cut a sharp arc, and slashed straight at the proprietress' throat.
The proprietress was startled, and in a panic blocked the blade with both hands.
Ding!
Amid the crisp sound of metal collisions, her slender arms instantly collapsed and deformed, and the short sword cut through her throat, leaving a hideous wound.
The proprietress screamed, staggered and sat on the beam, clutching her bloody neck, her face full of pain.
Li Ang didn't stop, and continued to use intensive sword moves like a storm, slashing at the proprietress frantically, forcing her to retreat steadily, and she was in a panic.
"Ah! Ah! Ah!"
The proprietress howled miserably, her hands slapped the roof wildly, her body swayed, but she still resisted, screaming: "Don't... don't bully me... woo, please... Please... let me go I... ah~"
Li Ang raised her eyebrows, but she didn't expect the proprietress to be able to support herself after being severely injured.
This female ghost is not simple!
"Hey!"
Li Ang jumped up and jumped off the beam, the dagger in his hand turned into a sword ray that filled the sky, covering the figure of the proprietress, sealing off the space around her.
Jingle!
The proprietress resisted hastily and was in a hurry, but she couldn't escape the offensive no matter what.
At this moment, a wisp of light blue mist emerged from the proprietress's body, blended into Li Ang's skin, and disappeared.
scoff.
Li Ang's sword slashed on the boss lady's left shoulder, cutting a long and narrow blood groove, and the scarlet and viscous blood gushed out.
"Damn it!"
The proprietress cursed angrily, turned around, grabbed the skull hanging from the bed frame, and slammed it at Li Ang.
Li Ang reacted quickly and dodged quickly.
Boom!
The skull smashed on the wooden counter, instantly shattered, and the wreckage was scattered all over the place.
The Death energy contained in the skull is surging endlessly, spreading in the dark room, making people feel tired.
"Not good! This is a curse caused by sucking souls, get out of here!"
Li Ang was terrified, and without caring about the proprietress, he rushed into the door, opened the window and jumped out.
The room is filled with strong Death energy, making people breathless.
Li Ang had just jumped out of the room when the landlady's shouts came from behind, mixed with resentment and resentment.
"Disgusting maggots! How dare you kill Sister Alsa! I will crush your bones and ashes, and you will never be reborn forever!"
Accompanied by vicious cursing, Li Ang heard the sound of horseshoes in the distance, and countless cavalry were galloping towards them.
"Hmph! You dirty cultists!"
The voice of the proprietress revealed infinite indignation, "I am the priest of the church in Black Moon Town, and I am your nemesis!"
Black Moon Town is a small town with a population of just over 800 households. The people who gather are ordinary priests, paladins or priests. Their strength varies and they are relatively weak.
Although the proprietress is older and has a lot of experience, due to the lack of systematic training in the magic skills she cultivates, she only relies on medicine and Meditation for training, and her combat power is not as good as the usual six floors, and can reach seven floors at most.
According to the standards of witchcraft academy, the proprietress should be a second-level priest or an elementary professional.
But wizards are good at healing, especially priests, who have the ability to heal wounds.
But the proprietress of Black Moon Town is a dark mage who specializes in summoning, controlling corpses, cursing and summoning undead.
She uses witchcraft to summon all kinds of zombies and undead, providing herself with almost unlimited power, and can even summon the corpses of the dead.
These corpses will follow the summoner's guidance and rush towards the enemy one after another. Unless the enemy can destroy them, they will always be entangled and never finish killing.
Because of this special ability, Black Moon Town is regarded as a gathering place for cults, and wizards often come here to carry out secret missions and hunt down cultists.
"You... who are you!?"
Li Ang vaguely felt a gloomy Death energy fluctuation coming from the proprietress, as if a living person suddenly turned into a zombie.
"Heh, who am I, can't you guess...uhhhh!!!"
The proprietress opened her mouth to roar, her throat was suddenly blocked, and her muddy pupils turned pitch black.
A thick plume of black smoke rose, obscuring the house.
The proprietress turned into an undead wearing gorgeous armor and holding a giant hammer.
Li Ang watched intently, and found that the proprietress had sunken cheeks, prominent nose, deep eye sockets, and green eyeballs, like burning torches, filled with endless hatred and grief.
Her skin was withered and dull, wrinkled and skinny, with scars all over her body.
"Ho ho ho..."
The undead roared to the sky, making the low voice of a beast.
"What the hell are you...?"
Li Ang frowned and asked.
The proprietress didn't answer, she swung a sledgehammer and rushed towards Li Ang.
Li Ang moved a step sideways, avoided the fatal blow, swung the dagger on his arm, and stabbed the undead in the chest.
Puff!
The dagger easily pierced through the proprietress' defense, piercing a hole in her chest.
"Ahhh!"
The screams of the proprietress resounded through the night.
At the same time, the giant hammer in her hand hit Li Ang's head from the side with a strong wind.
Li Ang dodged sideways, and the dagger brushed against his ear, cutting the earlobe and oozing blood.
"Jie jie jie!"
The proprietress gave an eerie smile, "Little guy, I'm Alsa's Little Sister, you must die today!"
She swung the sledgehammer violently, dragged the afterimage, and slammed it hard at Li Ang's knee joint.
"I don't know any Alsa, my target is only you."
Li Ang drew back and drew a beautiful wreath in his hand with the dagger.