Girl Doesn’t Die in Fairytale Town: Chapter 49 – Memories, Amnesia
The moment the fate-piercing spear “Gungnir” was thrown, its cause and effect were locked.
The howling soul spear passed through the oncoming shadowy monsters without harming them, heading straight for the giant crimson monster behind them.
But what bloomed at the tip of “Gungnir” was the death-bringing “Manjusaka.”
One flower, two flowers…
Countless dark flowers bloomed around them, each bloom consuming a terrified, roaring shadowy monster.
No matter how they struggled, how they resisted, it was futile.
Under the cold gaze of Luo Yan’s crimson eyes, they were inevitably drawn towards destruction.
But before the monsters were completely annihilated, the shadows that had enveloped them finally dissipated, revealing their true forms.
These shadowy monsters… were also townspeople.
But not the ones Luo Yan knew.
There were men and women, old and young, but all of them wore expressions of fear and madness, holding torches in their hands, like lingering remnants of their past lives.
“Judgment! Judgment!”
“Kill the witch… burn her and them all…”
“We can’t… let anyone go…”
Hysterical screams echoed in Luo Yan’s ears, seemingly from a distant past, yet lingering in this town, unable to depart.
They had been bound here by Mrs. Natalie, using the demon’s power, turned into puppets without free will, relentlessly driven.
Perhaps what Luo Yan brought them was the same release as Ronner.
Watching the shadowy monsters she had controlled being annihilated by Luo Yan’s “Manjusaka,” the crimson monster showed no emotion. To her, they were just cannon fodder.
The townspeople trapped in Mrs. Natalie’s spiritual domain were the ones she truly cherished.
At the same time, “Gungnir” silently pierced the giant, twisted body of Mrs. Natalie. An even more severe spiritual tear opened, the immense pain causing her to shriek, her scream echoing through the sky.
The flesh around the wound was constantly being annihilated, then regenerating, the pervasive blood mist growing denser as the wound expanded.
However, this didn’t mean that Luo Yan’s “Gungnir” was stronger than Grifres’s, but rather that it was more effective against Mrs. Natalie in her current state.
“Mmm…”
An unintelligible growl escaped the crimson monster’s throat, its crimson eyes fixated on Luo Yan, its black pupils twitching restlessly.
“Why… Lord’s… will…”
“Why… am I unaffected by the Lord’s will?”
Luo Yan looked around. All the monsters seemed to be instinctively avoiding her, even the terrifying blood mist had no effect on her.
She could clearly feel that after touching the “Eye of Fear, Envy, and Defilement,” she had gained an inexplicable power.
If she had to name it, perhaps “Demonic Power” would be accurate.
However, this “Demonic Power” wasn’t infinite; it was constantly being consumed.
Luo Yan didn’t know its exact level, but she could vaguely sense that even Grifres, at his peak, wouldn’t be able to defeat her now.
“Perhaps it’s the power left to me by the previous ‘Luo Yan’,” Luo Yan whispered. “But it doesn’t matter now.”
Since she couldn’t figure it out, she would set it aside for now.
Just then, the crimson monster finally moved. Even a slight shift of its massive body caused the entire town to tremble.
Both inside and outside the town, a suffocating pressure descended.
This was the power of the “Witch of Envy,” even if it was just a fragment, a remnant, it was still the power of a Primordial Demon.
The giant body lunged at Luo Yan, radiating terrifying mental waves, attempting to erode her soul and will, but with little effect.
Even though her most potent mental attacks were ineffective, the crimson monster’s sheer size still gave it an overwhelming advantage against the frail Luo Yan.
The sniper rifle on Luo Yan’s back had been dissolved by the blood mist. “Gungnir” and “Manjusaka” had already been used and couldn’t stop the crimson monster.
The monster lunged at Luo Yan, its ear-piercing shriek echoing as countless blood-red tentacles sprouted from the ground, flailing wildly, surrounding the lone silver-haired girl.
Luo Yan seemed to have no escape. Even though she wielded a portion of the “Witch of Envy’s” power, her physical body remained as frail as before.
The “Witch of Envy” specialized in mental and soul attacks, not physical strength.
Although this meant the crimson monster’s most threatening ability was ineffective against Luo Yan, Luo Yan also couldn’t directly confront its massive form.
At this critical juncture, Luo Yan reached out and took out something.
A cane.
An ordinary, everyday cane, the one Luo Yan had always used, constantly held in her hand.
Perhaps because of this, even the blood mist that could dissolve the Yan City-made sniper rifle couldn’t damage the cane, just like Luo Yan’s clothes.
After taking out the cane, Luo Yan gently tapped it on the ground, a familiar, habitual action.
Every time she left her cottage and entered the town, she would do this.
So…
As the crisp tapping sound echoed, the surrounding scenery shifted, and Luo Yan instantly found herself in the spiritual domain, in the town Mrs. Natalie had temporarily constructed.
Standing before her was Mrs. Natalie, still beautiful, with a happy smile and tears in her eyes.
“Miss Luo Yan, are you planning to come back?”
Mrs. Natalie asked, opening her arms slightly as the townspeople gathered around her.
They looked at Luo Yan expectantly, awaiting her answer.
Luo Yan didn’t speak. She tapped the ground again, and the scenery changed once more.
This time, the townspeople had transformed into monsters. Caught off guard, they finally saw the truth in horror.
“Why… have we become… like this…?”
“Memories… mind… tearing…”
“Pain… so much pain…”
Mrs. Natalie could alter their perception, and Luo Yan could dispel it.
“No!”
Seeing this, Mrs. Natalie finally panicked. This was the first time she had shown such an expression.
She turned around and saw the townspeople, their perception blocks removed, their past memories returning, their previous happiness replaced by endless torment and pain. Her heart ached.
“No, don’t remember…”
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