It's so painful! So hard! So difficult!

"My impression... is that you seem to be some kind of Holy Son. I've heard a little bit about your affairs recently. To pique your interest, I'll start what I need to do a little earlier."

"What should be done?" Bai Lin asked with some confusion.

"Yeah, otherwise, why would I show up here in person just to visit a human city for sightseeing? I'm not in that kind of mood. But..."

"I'd actually quite like a show of massacre among humans."

-

A middle-aged man who lived by the river stood quietly on his rooftop. He looked a little anxious. Since yesterday, his dog had been barking incessantly at the river not far from his home.

It had always been a very obedient dog, never acting so frantic. Therefore, the more the man looked at the river, the more he felt something was amiss. Especially on this gloomy, starless night, the river seemed even more unsettling.

"What are you thinking about?"

The wife's gentle voice came from behind the man. Without turning back, the man continued to look at the river in the distance and replied,

"I'm not thinking about anything, just relaxing. I'll go to bed soon, you can go to bed first."

The wife was probably quite obedient and didn't express any dissatisfaction with the man's words. But after a few seconds, the man's brow furrowed again. He looked at the river in front of him, and suddenly a red moon was reflected. He quickly raised his head and looked at the moon that was no longer as usual.

"Oh my god, look at this, wife! What's going on?"

Just as the man was about to call out to his wife, who was probably already walking downstairs, to let her see the wonder with her own eyes, he heard strange groans and the sound of joints twisting from behind him.

A bad feeling suddenly surged into his heart. He turned around and saw a scene that made him scream.

The usually gentle and virtuous wife now looked incredibly ferocious. Her skin had a strange, corpse-like greenish hue, and her fangs and fingernails had grown longer. Furthermore, a bright red vine sprouted from her back, creating a truly bizarre appearance.

With just one grab, a large chunk of the man's skin was torn off. The man, terrified and panicked, immediately stumbled around, clutching his bloodied face, and accidentally fell two stories.

The feeling of breaking bones came from his legs. He slowly opened his eyes and quickly used his hands to drag his body further away.

"Someone, come and save me! Where are the guards? There's a big problem here!"

A heart-wrenching roar carried the man's desperate need to survive, but no one around responded to his calls, only the clatter of footsteps. Soon, another zombie-like figure bared its fangs from the corner of the wall at the end of the street. The man quickly crawled in the opposite direction, only to see another zombie behind a wooden pillar.

Gradually, the man realized with horror that he was completely surrounded by zombies. Just as he closed his eyes in despair, a wild, animal-like wheezing sound emanated from his throat. The lingering poison from his wife's scratch on his cheek eventually spread throughout his body. He, too, had become one of them.

Saint Pland.

Facing the sudden onslaught of patients and nuns who had become extremely frantic, Grell picked up the long staff issued by the monastery and swung it at them, knocking them unconscious one by one. As an adventurer, Norman naturally couldn't just stand there and watch. He also used his long staff to swing it.

"I never thought I'd have to be a patient one day. What's going on? Are my symptoms getting worse?"

Nowen, who had felt his treatment progressed a few days ago, was now filled with extreme doubt. Many nuns trembled in fear behind him, with only a few who were relatively brave and strong helping them.

"Who knows? What should we do now? Should we just attack them one by one?"

Dealing with a group of ordinary people wasn't a problem for Grell. Even if these zombie-like creatures were slightly stronger and more aggressive than normal humans, it wouldn't make much of a difference to him. The problem was that he couldn't just kill them directly; controlling the severity of the blow was difficult.

Chapter 429: Entrusted by Others

"What else can we do? We can only subdue them first! Minor injuries and scrapes, we can treat them later."

Nowen spoke the second half of his sentence in a slightly lower voice. Self-preservation is always the top priority. In this relatively safe situation, they still had to find a way to subdue the patient without harming him.

But... if it's unavoidable, then we can only do it.

Grayer understood and increased the force of his own hands. They beat and kicked, quickly knocking down one frantic patient after another. But soon, they struggled to their feet from the ground at an even faster speed and attacked them again frantically.

After going back and forth several times, Norman even tried to use the Holy Light spell to exorcise the evil spirits, but it had almost no effect. Grayer and he felt a little tricky, but this kind of battle could not embarrass them, but -

The nuns, however, weren't as skilled at fighting as those two. Taking advantage of a nun's breathless moment, a frantic patient, sprawled on the ground, extended his sharp claws and tore a large chunk of flesh off her calf. The nun instantly lost her balance and fell backward. The frantic patient, in a frenzy of excitement, desperately dragged the nun toward the patient.

At that moment, a long stick pierced the madman's face, denting his features. Although his body was impervious to pain, it seemed the blow had loosened its grip. Trija, wielding the stick, quickly picked up the injured nun and ran toward the inner room.

"I'll find Livlin to treat her. You guys hold on for now."

Seeing that his own side had already begun to suffer casualties, but the enemy's offensive was becoming more and more fierce, Nowen could not help but clench his teeth. Faced with this situation, he actually didn't know what to do for a moment.

We can only wait for the results of Livlin's treatment. She should be able to analyze the root cause of these diseases and provide corresponding solutions.

"Until news from Trija reaches us, we must hold on here, but be careful not to get hurt. If we still can't come up with a solution by then, we'll retreat into the church and guard the door!"

Norman skillfully imitated his captain's usual calm command and issued his own decision. The nuns also perked up a little more and responded in unison,

"it is good"

Great Magic Academy

Seeing her former classmates becoming more aggressive and more confused than usual, Katie couldn't help but frown as she stood on the dormitory stairs. She immediately got a clue and said to Yue Lingluo beside her,

"Yueluo, help me cut off a part of their body, just a small part will do."

Yueluo looked at Katie in confusion. She pulled Katie's hand and said,

"What are you talking about... Hurry up and take shelter on the roof of the dormitory building. All the relatively normal students are already gathered there. The teachers will take care of the rest."

Katie sighed and looked at the zombies downstairs who had already broken through a dormitory door and were charging towards the magic barrier separating the floors.

"If the teachers could really handle everything so quickly, these guys wouldn't have rushed to this place. The dormitory building is located relatively far back in the school. This situation could also happen in other places, so we have to come up with a temporary countermeasure first..."

Even with Katie's words, Yue Lingluo wouldn't dare risk removing the magic barrier and slicing a small piece of flesh from her former classmate. But Katie Pelo was always knowledgeable, calm in times of crisis, and a very gentle person. She certainly wouldn't take this opportunity to seek revenge against her classmate.

"Do you need some of them? I thought you might use it, so I brought it to you."

A familiar and calm voice echoed, and Sora, dressed in a maid outfit, holding a small transparent bag, tore a hole in the magical barrier on the dormitory window sill and jumped in. She spoke while shaking the bag that contained what looked like a human finger.

"Miss, why are you here?"

Katie was slightly surprised and asked Sora simply. Although she hadn't taken on any commissions from Sora due to her studies, and naturally, their relationship wasn't particularly close, she was still grateful for Shiro Rin's help in Katie's escape from Noriel.

"Of course it's because you're mine... No, I should say it's because Bai Lin entrusted me to take good care of you."

Sora, who had a 90% chance of deliberately saying the wrong thing, smiled at Katie Pello. Katie calmly extended her hand and took the object from Sora.

Although Katie had initially been at odds with Sora because she seemed to have some strange feelings for Bai Lin, this mysterious yet clever, sometimes playful woman in front of her could be said to know how to play tricks on people even better than Katie.

If she really wanted to pursue Bai Lin, with Bai Lin's emotional intelligence, she would have been able to control him long ago. Therefore, Katie had already let down her guard against Kong. If she wasn't so busy with her studies, she would have wanted to get along with Kong.

"Thank you for your help, stewardess. The situation here is a bit tricky."

After all, who doesn’t like dealing with smart people?

Kong naturally nodded politely, and with a wave of his hand, he added a thicker layer of black curtain that looked like a starry sky to the magic barrier, and then said,

"Don't worry, the White Hair Magic Office's capabilities are definitely worth the price you paid. Today, I will definitely protect you."

-

"Do you feel it now, little bat? What a shame... you can't experience such a beautiful view in person. What a shame."

Manjushage described her plan to Bai Lin in great detail. The current situation was extremely dire. Almost everyone who had taken products laced with Rakutenxiang, or even inhaled it directly, would be driven "mad" by the signal she sent. Even a group of people could infect others with this frenzy after scratching them.

Just like zombies... But this world has holy magic. Even if we don't have heavy firepower, we should be able to withstand it, right?

"Originally, what you did was very detrimental to my plan. After all, you prevented the spread of Rakutenxiang, but—"

Chapter 430: Pour Wastewater

"But—I'm incredibly happy right now. Just last night, a large number of… people from the Sakura region? Fearing they'd be implicated again because of Rakutenka, they dumped a large amount of waste into the city's only river. I don't think I need to explain the consequences of this, do I?"

Bai Lin's pupils contracted, and her blood pressure rose just by hearing what Manjushage said.

Sakura people? Those same group again? Could it be that Yamashita Kanon's been away these past few days that they've pulled off something like this? Damn it! It's one thing for the leader to just ignore it, but is there no one in the Sakura hierarchy with a brain? How could this be dumped into the river?

It's bad enough that they're harming their own people, but now, most innocent people are going to be implicated by them. Who knows... Katie, what if she gets affected too?!

The city-wide cholera outbreak had Bai Lin feeling a deep sense of crisis. But now, she was completely at the mercy of this formidable enemy. She could only hope that... the security capabilities of the city of Camitlan would be able to function somewhat effectively.

Bai Lin let out a long breath, his face darkening as he slowly drew out the tip of the Dragon Spear. He knew full well that to deal with an enemy like Manjusaka, one must maintain a cool head and employ excellent tactics.

However, conventional means are completely unable to break her defense, so Bai Lin must take relatively extreme measures.

Pray, pray that this vampire body can allow him to withstand the backlash of the evil dragon flame. Bai Lin has made up his mind to summon the dragon spear during the next attack.

"Hmm, your eyes seem to have changed, don't they? Are you really a brave warrior with a strong sense of justice? Then I have another piece of good news for you. In fact, I am also a nearly immortal being—"

Manjushaka wildly raised her hands outward, and a dense wall of magic patterns instantly appeared behind her. The red magic patterns, like the intricate crisscrossing branches of trees, stretched endlessly toward the sky, seemingly growing or connecting to something.

"That might be a little confusing, right? Well, let me explain briefly. The lives of all those affected by Rakutenka are now entrusted to me. In other words, those two strikes you just made might have already taken the lives of several ordinary people."

"You ****, how can you be so disgusting?"

Bai Lin collapsed again after hearing this. She couldn't help but curse at the other party. On the one hand, the other party was stronger than her, and she had to defeat her without hurting her as much as possible?

What a joke, how can someone be so shameless? She is the reincarnation and I am the reincarnation, is that right?

Right now, the only thing that could help Bai Lin successfully overcome this difficulty was probably the blessing of God, or a miracle. But when Bai Lin slowly threw the object into the air, all she caught a glimpse of was the cold and strange red moon, glowing red.

The moon seemed to be mocking Bai Lin, slowly wearing away her mind and dragging her into the bottomless abyss. The god who was her girlfriend didn't seem to want to offer Bai Lin any hints or help.

Bai Lin frantically scratched her hair with the hand holding the shield, racking her brains to think of a way out of the situation.

Your enemy is a fun-loving person who wants to wipe out all of humanity. Her life is tied to most of humanity, so if you harm her, you'll also sacrifice that part of humanity. She's faster and stronger than you, has ranged attacks, seems very skilled in magic, and has a myriad of other abilities.

You, however, are merely skilled in cold weapons, ignorant of magic. At best, you're an immortal weapons master. How can you make the decision that minimizes the cost of your life and defeats the enemy?

The answer is - no. If this battle continues, even if Bai Lin can withstand the mental blow of dying and coming back to life again and again and successfully wear down the opponent, the price he will pay will naturally be the extinction of most of humanity.

What should I do?

At this moment, a somewhat cold but very reliable hand patted Bai Lin's shoulder. Fei'er, who had been silent for a long time, moved. She leaned over and glanced at Bai Lin, then said,

"I'll go."

Bai Lin immediately released the hand that was scratching her hair and stalked over to Fei'er with a gruff stride. Fei'er was the magician on their team, and since she was willing to shoulder the responsibility for indirectly taking someone's life and directly confronted the enemy head-on, it also meant that she couldn't remove the enemy's ability to connect to life.

"No, you can't go. Don't worry, I won't feel guilty about this. After all, the real murderer who killed those people was Manjushage."

"Under the current circumstances, it's obvious that I'm more suited to fighting her. You try your best to break the barrier here, then escape from here and look for reinforcements. I'll try my best to entangle her and buy you some time."

Bai Lin said this resolutely. Although she knew very well that Manjushage was the real murderer who killed those people, it was impossible for her to feel no guilt at all.

However, rather than let others, especially her own companions, bear this evil, she would rather bear it herself. She was not a true hero with an overflowing sense of justice. If Bai Lin hadn't done this, Manjushaka might have injured herself and killed more people, and the casualties would have not decreased at all.

What's more, she couldn't let Fei'er take the risk of confronting Manjushage now.

Since there is no way out, we have no choice but to go ahead.

This time, Bai Lin didn't just leap up to fight. She stepped on the broken bricks and tiles beneath her feet, resolutely leaving behind a back, a heroic back that was on a path of no return.

Fei'er looked at Bai Lin walking forward, and her heart seemed to be touched. She glanced at the double blades in her hands, her eyes full of struggle.

Bai Lin was a reckless person, at least in Fei'er's eyes. What normal person would choose a mysterious, almost autistic person as their adventure partner? Not to mention, she took such good care of Fei'er, often standing by her side.

The only one who can do this is probably the idiot Bai Lin.

Chapter 431 What Does Luck Matter?

An undead being beyond common sense, Bai Lin is a very casual person. Like all ordinary people, she wants to be lazy and relax. She has her own little flaws and temper, but she never shows them to outsiders.

Once she starts working, she will handle everything at her best.

A hero shouldn't show weakness in public. I don't know if Bai Lin was clear on this, but at least she did it. She truly appeared before Fei'er like a flesh-and-blood hero, pulling her out of the shadows of her past.

Fei'er followed her, knowing Bai Lin's shortcomings best. So, after receiving Bai Lin's help, she stepped forward, determined to face the disaster alongside him, standing shoulder to shoulder on the same front. They made a vow never to betray each other, each holding high their swords of resistance, each serving as the other's shield.

Is this... perfect? ​​Obviously not. Just as the Manjushage flower was approaching her face, in this world, disasters always happened one step behind schedule. This was exactly the same situation as when Fei'er was robbed by bandits, or when she was first killed by Manjushage flower.

She knew full well that the barrier behind her was indestructible. It was even heavily infused with spells designed to alter the situation, subconsciously forcing people to avoid the area. It was possible that even after Manjushaka had completed her plan to kill most of the people, they still wouldn't receive any outside reinforcements. In such a situation, what could she do? Just stand there and watch Bai Lin fight a battle she knew she couldn't win?

Fei'er clenched her fists again, feeling deeply powerless. Bai Lin's resolute steps solidified the last barrier of determination in Fei'er's heart.

She believes in Bai Lin.

The tip of the spear swished across the shield, and the huge purple flames, as always, swallowed Bai Lin directly. Her eyes went dark again, and her consciousness instantly sank into a bottomless abyss.

"You haven't been here in ages, human."

Kronostia's deep voice still contained a sense of superiority. He seemed to be still arrogant and empty, looking down at Bai Lin, a human, and teasing Bai Lin's powerlessness with a playful tone. But Bai Lin didn't intend to show any good face to this unknown guy. She said directly,

"Stop talking nonsense. I don't have time for small talk. Lend me your strength. That's why you're leaning over this gun. You want me to destroy myself quickly so you can be happy."

Kronos was slightly surprised, then continued,

"Oh? It seems you understand everything. But I'm curious, do you plan to keep doing this?"

"What do you mean? Can you please stop disgusting me? If I don't use this gun now, how can I defeat that thing?"

Bai Lin clearly didn't have the slightest affection for Chronostia. Although his soul seemed to reside within his strongest weapon, providing some power, he was still a former enemy, and he had no good intentions.

Every time he used the Dragon Spear, in addition to the flames that would backfire on his body, Bai Lin's mind would also be tormented by the immense resentment generated by the flames. Bai Lin had already noticed this the first time he used the brand new Dragon Spear.

When Bai Lin was forced into a desperate situation and her heart was filled with some negative emotions, she was able to use this weapon. Fortunately, Bai Lin has always been a relatively optimistic person, so so far, she has not been affected much by the dragon spear.

After all, even Bai Lin only dared to use this blood-burning weapon for a short time each time. Her resurrection wasn't a resurrection on the spot, so using it recklessly would only have the opposite effect. But Bai Lin also understood that as the Dragon Spear's output grew stronger, the impact on her mind would also grow.