My Adventure Diary of Reincarnating as a Bad Woman

As the words fell, Qingyu had completed the carving of the sacrificial array pattern.

"The next step is to sacrifice you to the gods and strip you of everything that comes after you. Then the task will be complete."

"No, wait a minute, why are you suddenly sacrificing me?"

The illusory and flickering flames gradually lit up from the bottom of the altar, climbing up along the fire patterns like tree branches opening, completely containing the phantom demon.

"Because the 'Princess' must die."

Seeing the flames rising, the phantom demon moved away to prevent the flames from attaching to himself.

This is a burnt offering, a noble sacrificial method of burning the sacrifice in a fierce fire and offering it to the gods. At the end of his life, the great hero Hercules used this method to offer himself to the gods and return his strength, glory and life.

Therefore, sometimes it also symbolizes return.

"The Ship of Theseus is ultimately just a probe. Its communication technology can't cross the sea of ​​fire and transmit the shallow dream information it obtains to the deeper layers. It can only go back."

"However, the replacement of its material has long since reduced it to a superficial state. If it were to return using the original method, who knows how long the arduous journey would take. Furthermore, its current materials are no longer as good as when it set out. If it were to enter the sea of ​​fire again, I'm afraid even its core would be destroyed. Fortunately, there's a simple way to return. Can you guess what it is?"

Licking by the illusory flames, the phantom demon was suddenly able to move again, but its range of movement was limited to the altar.

The depth theory that Noita had once said flashed through Huanmo's mind like a flash of lightning, making her understand.

The answer is ready to come out.

She said coldly: "It's death."

Being deprived to the point of having nothing to deprive of, and discarding the material carriers subsequently added to the Ship of Theseus, it will naturally lose depth quickly. Due to the attraction of the same source, the Ship of Theseus that has lost its depth will not fall elsewhere, but will only return to its starting point.

The philosopher waiting on the other side only wants information, and everything else is classified as unnecessary. The "princess" is the crucial information carrier and she is the core.

As for the rest of Attica, it needs to be completely destroyed to reduce the pull of the shallow dream so that we can return more quickly.

The entangled Phaethon was the one who cleaned up the aftermath, but he himself was unaware of this plan.

Qingyu nodded: "Correct, but unfortunately there is no reward."

"I have one more question."

"Sure, ask as many questions as you want, I'll answer them all."

"Don't the rulers of Attica want to stop you?"

"Guess who gave me the key information to start the sandstorm? It was the city lord, the priest, the wise man... They condoned my actions."

Chapter 148 Thunder

Noita hung upside down under a building that looked like a roof, regulating her breathing and blood circulation. She took the alchemical potions she bought from Dream Island. These precious potions, which were used to maintain life and provide energy on the battlefield, turned into thousands of heat currents as soon as they entered her stomach to replenish the energy consumed.

Because she received a lot of kickbacks from her previous research and purchased a lot of emergency medicines, she was able to quickly recover to her peak state with replenishment at all costs.

While waiting for recovery, she took out and released several flying saucers. These were automatic cruise drones with excellent covert reconnaissance, vigilance, attack and self-destruction capabilities, supporting psychic manipulation. They were retired products of the Expedition Association and were of good quality.

The only unfriendly point is that it is very expensive. The price of a drone is as high as more than a thousand gold coins.

By connecting the operating equipment to psychic power, Noita used drones to observe the city's conditions.

Despite the panic among the Atticans, their daily lives remained largely unaffected. The sandstorm appeared terrifying, but the shimmering barrier protected the city from direct impact. With the danger contained, they resumed their lives, doing what was necessary.

Raising the angle of view, Noita saw some commotion in the nearby blocks. He went closer to observe and found that the guards had blocked the street where the brothel was located and declared a temporary curfew. The mercenaries who remained in the brothel were dissatisfied with this and clashed with the guards.

The Mantle Mentor stood on the second floor, watching the conflict downstairs with indifference.

Hey, he’s not dead?

Surprised, Noita had the drone lock onto the mantle.

After all, the sandstorm had been blowing for more than a day, and no team leader came to rescue. Noita thought that the team leaders were all dead.

It turns out that not all people died.

Noita piloted the drone closer, and just as it got close, Mantle spotted the drone and looked towards it.

The drone quickly approached, and an indistinguishable voice uttered a question: "Master Mantle, the base is about to be buried by the sandstorm, and you still have the mind to play house with the Atticans?"

He started speaking in a sarcastic tone. Diman frowned in dissatisfaction: "With Qingyu and Yanyu in the base, how could anything go wrong?"

"But Instructor Yanyu died inexplicably, Instructor Qingyu disappeared, and the scholars and mercenaries stationed there were ambushed by monsters, leaving no one alive."

"This is impossible!" said Mantle angrily.

When he first heard the news, Mantle thought it was a joke.

They had been to Attica City more than once and were well aware of the strength of the city. Although they had several second-level people, their morale was not united, and the city lords and priests each formed their own faction, and their strength was not strong enough. How could they possibly defeat Yanyu and Qingyu in a short period of time? They had undergone many alchemical transformations and were extremely difficult to kill.

Mantle only thought of the attack on Attica, but did not expect the betrayal within.

While this drone was talking to the mantle, the other drones rushed through the rooms of the brothel to collect data and then evacuate.

Seeing that Mantle showed an appearance of being kept in the dark, Noita did not want to waste any more words with him and immediately controlled the drone to speed up the evacuation and head to another place.

He shouldn't be the mastermind behind this.

Substitution.

"Stop it!"

Mantle asked the drone to make his words clear.

Ignoring Mantle's orders, the drone swarm then flew towards the temple.

With a bang, a drone escaped from control.

Noita switched the perspective and saw that it was Mantle who attacked angrily and stopped the drone closest to him.

You owe me a thousand gold coins, I've got that.

Glancing at him coldly, Noita continued to maneuver the drone forward and soon arrived at the core area.

This is the residence of the nobles and priests, and it is closest to the lake. However, today the lake is quite angry, constantly surging, and the water in the lake is as bright as blood, like tears of sorrow.

The temple was also filled with blood. Corpses were lying prostrate, their hearts missing, and the robes that symbolized nobility were stained with blood. Their deaths were dirty and ugly, no different from those of other people.

The blood all over the ground made the temple look like a slaughterhouse, except that the only people being slaughtered were priests.

Angry voices were heard from far away outside. He was still suspicious, but worried about the safety of the students. He broke through the blockade and wanted to get to the bottom of it.

But around the streets he was stopped by enemies from Attica, some of whom were professionals who had been sent earlier to guard the Mantle, and others who had been ordered to seek out the men who had arrested Noita.

When Di Mantle happened to break through, they put aside their original duties and joined forces to beat him up.

Seeing so many people coming in such a short time, the doubt in Diman's heart instantly turned into determination. Attica had evil ambitions and was plotting something bad!

While the drone was scanning the temple, Noita herself arrived under the cover of chaos. She turned the priest's body over, and the body without a heart looked familiar.

Is there a Heart-Eating Demon in the core area? The possibility is very low. More importantly, Noita saw a handprint and traces of blood on the body. The handprint is delicate, clearly from a woman. These bodies were clearly murdered by someone else, and the killer, with a wicked sense of humor, only plucked out the hearts.

Very bad.

A pair of bloody footprints spread from the scene to the side door. Noita followed them and came to the lake.

Before stepping into the lake, the logbook reminded me that the radiation level here was quite high. Although the power was not as strong as the collection of Yanyu, ordinary people would still suffer from frequent diseases and unexpected accidents if they survived here for a few weeks.

Noita licked the lake water with his fingertips and was shocked to find that the water was polluted and drinking it would cause irreparable harm to mortal life.

It's really shady.

Noita snapped her fingers, causing the drones to disperse and scout everywhere. Within a moment, she saw a guy who should have died.

Anjou.

She deserves to die.

Noita saw her among the corpses in the ruins, but now she is still alive.

The girl lowered her eyelids, and the luster in her eyes dimmed a little.

He's a traitor.

The altar was built on a high slope, with a height difference of thirteen meters from the flat ground. To the west of the altar there was a white stone staircase, three meters wide, that dropped steeply to the ground, waiting for the sacrificer to climb up.

Anjou stood quietly at the bottom of the steps, gazing silently at the lake and the birds through the gaps in the woods, waiting for the moment when the sacrificial fire would be extinguished.

At that time, the temple will collapse, the lake will disappear, and the incoming storm will destroy everything, leaving all living things in the world to sleep forever in the yellow sand.

The dream creatures are free, Theseus returns, Phaethon fulfills his destiny of destruction, and even the worms get their favorite drama, and everything is happy.

All Anru has to do is follow the sunshine and rain, travel between secret realms, and head towards a destination that no one knows.

A cold light flashed by, and before Anjou's unknown thoughts were over, her life came to an end. She was destroyed cleanly by the alchemical bullet, and her body was engulfed and burned by the alchemical fire.

Unlike the gentler sacrificial fire, the alchemical flame that can melt steel brings destruction more swiftly and completely.

After Anjou was ignited by the flames, the sound of long-range sniper rifles came late, faint and like thunder.

Anru listened to the hazy thunder and completely lost consciousness.

Chapter 149: Silence

[Kill Anru and gain 5500 experience]

The prompt of gaining experience announced Anjou's death. The floating gun turned around and locked onto the phantom on the altar. Another heavy bullet was fired, tearing through the air and transcending the sound. The danger arrived before the enemy heard the omen of death.

Qingyu saw a stream of light that was faster than the sound, like a meteor coming straight at them, like a rainbow piercing the sun, or an eagle soaring across the sky. When they saw it, they knew it was the call of the god of death.

But the target of this bullet was not her, but the phantom demon being sacrificed.

Noita suddenly wanted to kill the sacrifice first.

"This is not okay."

Qingyu muttered softly, and with a scoop of her hand, the concentrated alchemical fire was held in her palm. Her invisible mouthparts greedily bit the flame, making it unable to break free, and it had to be sucked away like water in a cup.

When the flames died down, Qingyu dropped the projectile and said to Huanmo in surprise, "You and Noita don't seem to have a very deep relationship."

The phantom demon wanted to cry but had no tears.

They were originally in a relationship of robber and hostage, so it would be strange if they had any feelings for each other, but it was still unexpected that the bullet was about to hit her on the forehead. If it weren't for Qingyu, she would have been finished.

"Boss, she's just not good at expressing her emotions..." The Phantom Demon smiled awkwardly.

The situation is now delicate. Since the sacrifice has already begun, Qingyu doesn't want the phantom demon to die early, so she needs to protect her. However, Noita wants to kill the phantom demon as soon as possible to stop the sacrifice.

She didn't know what Qingyu wanted to do, but it was definitely not a good thing.

And she will destroy whatever the enemy wants to do.

"It's a burnt offering, a very formal method. It seems that she wants to sacrifice all the phantom demons to a certain god. Once she completes the ritual, something bad might happen. Should we escape now?"

Luhua easily recognized the ceremony that Qingyu was performing and advised Noita to leave as soon as possible.

Noita nodded, put the floating cannon into the dimensional bag, gripped the frost blade tightly, and took the time to adjust his state, ignoring Luhua's advice.

She said firmly: "I will kill her."

Lu Hua coldly questioned, "What's the reason? She's already taken half a step towards the transcendental realm. Now, the destruction of Attica is her achievement and ritual. The power of the path is already gathering here, and a new threshold is about to form. When Attica is destroyed, she will step through the threshold and become a transcendent."

"As long as Attica's destruction countdown cannot be paused, you will be unable to stop her. Provoking her now is like hitting a rock with an egg. I am still on the periphery. I can only save you before she achieves transcendence. If she does, it will be extremely difficult."

The questioning was firm and resolute. Luhua had already determined that Qingyu's ritual could not be stopped, and wanted to use this to persuade Noitamo not to throw himself into the fire and waste his life.

However, Noita's focus was not on advice at all. She noticed that the rituals of clearing and raining were different from the basic rules she knew.

"Qingyu is a professional of the Linghui Path. How could her advancement be related to destruction? You are hiding something from me."

Destruction should be related to the three major paths of Jiao Zheng, Zhu, and Dong, so how could it be related to Linghui?

Unless Qingyu is no longer a professional of the Linghui path, she has changed her path.

Luhua knew about this, but she kept it secret and just advised herself to run away quickly, which shows that the enemy is indeed powerful.

When questioned, Luhua was silent for a moment before she spoke in a low voice, "She's become a worm, or rather, been eaten away by worms, yet she still thinks she's human. In my time, there were always some who thought they could trade with worms and control them, but the worms would answer with the truth: 'Worms eat away everything.' I don't know where she found the worm, but the fact is right before her eyes. It's dangerous, so it's best to escape."

[Worms, jewel-smooth darkness, corrupted and worn, hoping for all destruction and perdition.]

You see a worm, hatched from the corpse of a god, taking over the body of a self-righteous, foolish man. The worm is returning a ship to its point of origin, a matter of hope, and it will rise higher with the engines of destruction.

Noita's eyes swept across the log and knew everything: "I know, but I still want to kill it."

"why?"

"It tried to kill me, and I will take revenge."