Chapter 767 - 123: Witch Museum
This succinct and rapid teleportation left Su Changxing utterly astonished.
Because he couldn’t manage such succinct speed.
Du’an had an awkward smile on his face, "We’re just passing by here, didn’t expect to run into the Guard Commander at such a good time."
"Oh, really?" Anqunni clearly didn’t believe it.
Du’an’s eyes turned ruthless, seized the opportunity decisively, and with a sudden strike, a torrent of fire appeared between his hands, striking at Anqunni at close range.
The surging flames carried a breath of destruction, piercing through Anqunni’s body like a stream.
No, it didn’t hit.
At the instant Du’an launched his attack, Anqunni teleported, moving to a side position, evading the sudden strike.
"You damn heretics!"
She scolded, feeling this was an offense, these people had the audacity to attack her, each one truly showed defiance.
"The Duke was kind enough to take you in, but it only resulted in your betrayal, absolutely despicable!"
She drew a short black rod from her waist, waved it with one hand, and a dark purple energy ball instantly formed in front of her and then exploded, shooting like raindrops toward their group.
Du’an quickly ran to the side, but it was futile, as his body was struck by the black energy raindrops, propelling him violently against a wall, leaving his body covered in large and small pits, with blood flowing uncontrollably.
However, his luck was decent, he avoided the vital spots, though appearing severely injured, it was actually only superficial wounds.
But some others weren’t so lucky, their heads were pierced by black energy raindrops, dying tragically on the spot, collapsing to the ground.
Such immense power!
Su Changxing stood at the back, pulled the trigger at the Witch Guard Captain, the bullet turned into a bright light shooting forward.
Easily evaded.
The Witch Guard noticed Su Changxing’s shot, her figure vanished from the original spot.
It wasn’t just one bullet, he simultaneously fired seven bullets, one aimed at the witch, the other six aimed at the space around the witch.
Spatial shifts can be traced, and using the Eye of Data he could precisely predict where the witch might appear.
The bullet passed through the witch’s shoulder, blossoming into a rose-like blood flower, taking off the entire arm.
Meanwhile, Su Changxing was also pierced through the chest by an unknown flying black rock.
Both sides appeared injured.
But they couldn’t be compared.
He possessed an overwhelmingly powerful physique, such an injury could heal in just a few breaths.
Whereas the witch’s body wasn’t much different from ordinary people.
"Ahh!"
The Witch Guard Captain let out a scream, fell to the ground with the recoil from the bullet impact.
Although she possessed strong power, she hadn’t fully adapted, and her combat experience was considerably weak, completely incomparable to Su Changxing, who fought his way through countless battles, an extraordinary warrior emerging from corpses.
More gunfire.
Like the demon’s low hum, sending chills down her spine.
Escape, she must escape!
Next moment, her figure appeared on the other side of the alley, intent on fleeing.
But Su Changxing had already anticipated her action, a bullet flew ahead to that direction, precisely hitting her back, exploding into a huge blood hole, almost injuring her vitally, nearly costing her life.
The Witch Guard Captain rolled and crawled away, her figure again vanishing from sight.
Su Changxing didn’t pursue her, letting her escape.
With that kind of teleportation ability, killing her wasn’t easy anyway, plus he hadn’t planned to kill the witch either.
Bald black man, Bruce, with some blood on him, exclaimed to Su Changxing: "Amazing, to think you effortlessly chased off that damn witch."
The surrounding players all showed faces of admiration.
Among players, naturally strength commands respect, the stronger you are, the more revered you become.
Like someone with strength as immense as Su Changxing, their status must be extremely high.
Su Changxing ignored the expressions of these people, pointing to the front of the alley: "You all keep running forward, sooner or later many witches will come."
Du’an, covered in blood, limped over, puzzled: "Aren’t you leaving? The number of those witches is many, even for you, wouldn’t they be overwhelming?"
Su Changxing stated righteously: "You go on, I’ll hold them off, otherwise not one of us can escape."
Even Bruce and the other players were taken aback.
What a righteous person.
Even though it was the first day of acquaintance, he was willing to stay and hold off those witches for them.
Bruce, the bald black man, tearfully said: "How can we leave you alone to escape, we have to leave together!"
Su Changxing’s mouth twitched a little.
I’m doing this...
To lure away those witches, why don’t they understand?
"No need!"
"I can manage alone, I am sufficiently strong, and by then I can retreat unscathed, you can leave, there’s no need to worry about me."
He waved his hand to stop them, then shouted: "Go quickly, or it’ll be too late!"
Du’an was also overwhelmed with emotion, lamenting meeting such a brother like Su Changxing too late, he was truly someone cold on the outside but warm inside!
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Realizing that there was genuinely no time left.
Those witches might already be on the way.
He took the others and turned around to run back, discreetly wiping away his tears.
[Received gratitude from Du’an, +1 Mysteriousness]
[Received gratitude from Du’an, +1 Mysteriousness]
[Received gratitude from Du’an, +1 Mysteriousness]
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Su Changxing watched this group of players run away with emotion on their faces.
"Looking at it this way, maybe I’ve been too harsh?"
"But since we’re all brothers, it’s good for them to bear some of the burden too!"
"That’s right, we’re all... brothers."
Thinking this, he advanced instead of retreating, heading in the direction of the Witch Museum, wrapping his body completely with the Shadow Cloak, and climbed onto the eaves.
He hadn’t walked far before he saw a group of witches bustling down the street, chasing after Du’an and the others, and leading them was the wounded Witch Guard Captain, Anqunni.
"Looks like it might not hold them off for long, we need to add something extra to help them out."
"After all, we’re brothers."
Su Changxing placed two Rune Warriors in the alley, who then ran to the neighboring street to intercept those witches.
He silently advanced along the shadows on the eaves toward the museum area.
This was a plan he had come up with before, using the conflict with Du’an and the others to draw out the witches in the museum, allowing him to go in and steal the shattered mirror.
This way, even if discovered by the witches in the museum, the pressure he would face would be much less.
Though his strength was now quite formidable, he still had to be cautious; there was no need to be reckless when things could be done cleverly.
A crashing sound.
Two dark shadows fell from the sky.
The witches reacted quickly, instantly blinking to other places, dodging the Rune Warriors’ assault, and began counterattacking.
"Rune Warriors!"
"Where did these Rune Warriors come from?"
They were also confused, unable to figure out the situation—how two Rune Warriors suddenly appeared here, when they knew that Sindaga’s Rune Warriors had long been sent to Wodan by the Duke.
The Rune Warriors’ defenses were quite strong, and even when faced with the witches’ attacks, they didn’t fall in the first instance, though their breastplates were somewhat damaged.
Just two Rune Warriors weren’t opponents for these witches, but their task was merely to divert these witches and buy time.
The two Rune Warriors split and ran in different directions along the street, forcing the witches to divide their forces to give chase.
Su Changxing effortlessly climbed over the museum’s perimeter wall, where numerous guards in red and white uniforms were patrolling.
The alarm on the street hadn’t made them nervous; they didn’t think anyone would come to a museum full of witches. In reality, they were just putting on a show.
This was quite a relaxed job.
"I heard the Duke is going to act against those heretics."
A female officer with brown hair said as she walked.
"I’ve long been displeased with those heretics wandering around here. They’ve disrupted the order and increased the city’s crime rate significantly."
"It’s said that many heretics are related to the southern gangs."
A male officer walking alongside added.
"I also heard rumors that those heretics have connections with demons and could turn into monsters, but who knows if it’s true or false."
The female officer continued.
"Probably false; we haven’t seen any heretic turn into a monster recently. It’s just some tongue-wagging rumor."
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Su Changxing crouched by the flowerbed, watching the two walk by not far away, then found an opening and stealthily slipped through.
There were two witches on duty at the museum’s red door, but they were acting quite casual.
One was sitting on the doorstep of the red door, legs dangling and swinging continuously, while the other simply hung upside down from the ceiling.
The two were discussing something with enthusiasm.
The witch with plaited hair, sitting on the doorstep said:
"I hear we’re getting more sisters soon, so we won’t have to do door duty anymore."
The other witch showed a happy expression: "Really? That’s great, I already had plans tonight with a healthy young man."
"But unfortunately, with not enough people, I was dragged here—do you know? I just love that youthful energy, brimming with vitality."
The witch with plaited hair’s eyes sparkled, full of agreement: "Yes, I feel the same, they’re usually very passionate!"
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Su Changxing shivered.
Listening to these two women talk, it felt like this place was a Silk Cave, and these witches were those wolflike Spider Spirits.
They seemed to have completely abandoned their original notions, unusually treasuring lust.
Every single witch seemed to be like this.
Su Changxing did not go straight in, noticing the second-floor window was half-open on the left, he climbed up along the wall.