Category: Miss Luo Yan’s Feet Are Buried With Corpses

Girl Doesn’t Die in Fairytale Town: Chapter 56 – The Rain Has Stopped

Illusory snowflakes drifted from the gloomy sky, falling upon the collapsing city, a scene of desolate beauty.

Whether it was the pervasive blood mist or the crimson monster rooted to the ground, they were as fragile as paper before these snowflake-like spatial rifts.

The bandaged girl curled up slightly, her one visible eye gazing blankly at the surroundings, searching for something.

But with Yan City’s energy systems shut down and in radio silence, she found nothing.

She wandered aimlessly, her small, bare feet stepping on the rubble, the crimson monster howling in pain beside her.

Even with its immense vitality, it was helpless against the hyperspace severance.

The “Witch of Envy’s” mental abilities couldn’t affect the bandaged girl’s numbed soul, and its massive, twisted body became a burden, preventing it from escaping the “hyperspace severance,” inevitably pushing it towards the abyss of destruction.

Foul-smelling, corrosive blood gushed from countless wounds, falling like a dark red downpour.

Luo Yan, witnessing all of this, breathed heavily. She could vaguely guess that Hua Qiling wasn’t here, but was communicating with her through some device.

In that case, she had to leave this dangerous place immediately, or rather, get away from this dangerous bandaged girl.

The surrounding skyscrapers were unfamiliar to Luo Yan, who had only ever been in the small town, but fortunately, most of them were now ruins, so she didn’t have to worry about getting lost. She simply had to move away in a straight line.

The flickering spatial rifts spread, gradually reaching Luo Yan’s location.

With the remnants of her demonic power, Luo Yan barely managed to avoid the rifts opening around her, moving towards the edge of District Two.

But after such a prolonged battle, Luo Yan was mentally exhausted.

And with her demonic power dwindling, she began to hallucinate, strange scenes flashing before her eyes.

A burning village, endless black rain, purple-brown flames falling from the sky, twisted monsters crawling from the cracked earth…

She seemed… to have witnessed all of this before.

After another wave of dizziness, Luo Yan saw a spatial rift opening before her, but she couldn’t stop in time.

She desperately tried to move her body, to avoid it, but her exhausted body wouldn’t obey.

Just as Luo Yan was about to collide with the spatial rift, a weak, childish voice, slightly hoarse, echoed in her ear.

“Finally found you… Luo Yan… Sister…”

As the voice faded, the spatial rift was forcibly closed, and Luo Yan passed through unharmed.

“Huff… huff…”

After a moment of fear, Luo Yan immediately looked towards the source of the sound.

The bandaged girl had stopped, staring intently at her.

Her one visible eye was completely gray, devoid of emotion, yet filled with tears.

Another wave of dizziness washed over Luo Yan, a splitting pain in her temples.

When her vision cleared, everything around her had changed.

Although she was still in a ruined city, there were now countless fragmented corpses scattered around.

Severed limbs and rubble were mixed together, the flowing blood forming rivers that reached Luo Yan’s ankles.

Amidst this carnage, a small girl with icy blue hair stood, her petite body trembling.

She wore a beautiful floral dress, soaked in blood, and in her hand, she held a neatly severed hand, a beautiful ring on its ring finger.

Luo Yan saw the little girl, and the little girl saw Luo Yan. In an instant, the gray eye filled Luo Yan’s vision.

“Sister… where’s Mommy? Where’s… Mommy…?”

…

After a brief yet eternal three minutes, the “weapon’s” activation time limit was reached, and Yan City’s energy shutdown ended.

From afar, they could see the blood mist in District Two slowly dissipating.

The shadow of the giant crimson monster was gone, the ruined district bearing no resemblance to its former prosperity.

This unexpected “Peril” level disaster had ended with the deployment of the “Ice Coffin Weapon,” but the cost to Yan City was immeasurable.

—Although, considering they had faced a “Peril” level disaster and the power of a Primordial Demon, they had been incredibly lucky.

However, for the Yan City Anomaly Management Bureau, their work wasn’t over.

“Unable to detect the ‘Witch of Envy’s’ aura in District Two. The ‘Ice Coffin Weapon’ was effective.”

“Suppression program successfully activated, observing that the ‘weapon’ has ceased its ability release.”

“Codename ‘F-03,’ ‘Hyperspace Severance patient,’ deployment complete. Preliminary danger neutralized. Disaster Response Department, please commence retrieval operations.”

Commands from Yan City headquarters came through Hua Qiling’s earpiece, followed by Li Ping’s voice on her personal channel.

“Xiao Hua, the weapon retrieval mission is assigned to you.”

Hua Qiling finally snapped back to reality. The relief and relaxation in the broadcasting room seemed distant, her expression somber.

“Acknowledged, Director-General.”

“…Perhaps the person you’re looking for is still alive.”

Li Ping added softly.

He had watched Hua Qiling grow up. How could he not see her worries?

Although he knew nothing about what had happened in Ghost Town, he could see the weight on Hua Qiling’s mind, written all over her face.

But no matter what, Li Ping couldn’t gamble the fate of an entire mega-city on someone he didn’t know or understand.

“Using the excuse of manpower shortage, this mission is assigned solely to you,” Li Ping whispered. “As for the report, write it as you see fit, including the mission in Ghost Town.”

This was the greatest leniency Li Ping could offer, a small compensation.

Hua Qiling was silent for a moment, then said,

“Alright.”

In truth, she wasn’t confident.

Although Miss Luo Yan possessed many unknown secrets, even the “Peril” level crimson monster hadn’t survived the terrifying power of the “Ice Coffin Weapon,” let alone Miss Luo Yan…

But… perhaps a miracle could happen?

Hua Qiling shook her head, took a few deep breaths, and calmed herself.

No matter what, she had to see the result for herself.

She looked out the window. The ruins of District Two were silent, a faint crimson flowing through the rubble – the corrosive blood of the monster.

The rain had stopped.

Girl Doesn’t Die in Fairytale Town: Chapter 55 – Where the Silver Light Passes

“…Failure? What failure?” Luo Yan frowned slightly. “I don’t understand what you’re saying.”

But the Witch of Envy didn’t respond. The crimson monster’s pupils became frenzied again, its will dissipating.

It seemed the brief appearance of its will was solely to deliver that message.

The crimson monster resumed its restless movements, instinctively moving towards the strongest life force.

It ignored the petite Luo Yan. The last vestiges of its consciousness, after the Witch of Envy’s descent, were completely gone.

Now, the crimson monster was driven only by the malicious instinct to destroy all life.

“Miss Luo Yan—”

Hua Qiling’s voice continued to echo from the nearest broadcasting tower in District Two, urging Luo Yan to leave.

At the same time, an ancient, simple, icy coffin materialized in the sky above District Two, gradually solidifying.

Its dangerous aura made Luo Yan feel a life-threatening chill.

…This was a powerful weapon she couldn’t resist even with all her demonic power, far surpassing any power she had encountered before, even the crimson monster.

At Yan City headquarters, urgent commands were being relayed, procedures initiated at maximum speed.

“The ‘Ice Coffin’ has been retrieved from the ‘Wall of Resentment’!”

“The ‘Ice Coffin’ opening procedure is in progress! The ‘weapon’ is awakening!”

“Short-range spatial jump prepared!”

“Warning! Warning! Deploying ‘Ice Coffin Weapon’ in Yan City’s District Two! Confirm all personnel have evacuated to at least ten kilometers from the target location!”

“Confirmed.”

“Deployment commencing, ‘Ice Coffin’ transfer initiated.”

“The ‘Ice Coffin’ will arrive at the target location in thirty seconds. The ‘weapon’s’ activation time is limited to three minutes.”

“Thirty… twenty-nine…”

Hua Qiling listened to these commands, her heart pounding, but the broadcasting tower in District Two was already heavily corroded by the blood mist, her voice barely reaching through.

And the surveillance equipment on the tower could only see the giant crimson monster slowly moving, unable to find the silver-haired figure she was so worried about.

“Twenty… nineteen…”

Luo Yan calmed herself. She heard Hua Qiling’s calls, and combined with the sense of danger, she quickly understood.

Hua Qiling’s faction was about to deploy some kind of superweapon…

Thinking of this, Luo Yan didn’t hesitate and immediately ran towards the source of Hua Qiling’s voice.

However, broadcasting towers were usually located in the center of a district.

“Ten… nine…”

The crimson monster also seemed to sense the approaching danger. It looked up at the icy coffin and let out an ear-piercing shriek.

Countless fleshy tentacles erupted from the ground, reaching for the “Ice Coffin,” attempting to tear it apart.

“Three… two…”

At this critical moment, Hua Qiling finally saw Luo Yan, but her expression turned to horror.

Because Luo Yan was running towards the target location of the “Ice Coffin Weapon.”

Hua Qiling had overlooked one thing: Luo Yan, having always been in Ghost Town, didn’t know what a broadcasting tower was…

She simply wanted to get closer to Hua Qiling.

“The ‘Ice Coffin’ has been successfully deployed. The ‘weapon’ is fully awakened. Shutting down all power in the district, maintaining radio silence to prevent accidental damage.”

The final announcement came through the communicator, followed by silence and darkness.

Hua Qiling sat paralyzed, speechless.

A moment later, a violent roar came from outside. Hua Qiling turned numbly and looked towards District Two.

Amidst the blood mist, blinding silver flashes erupted in District Two. Buildings were neatly sliced and collapsed where the light passed.

Tremors shook the ground, and panic spread through Yan City.

Anyone who witnessed the deployment of the “Ice Coffin Weapon” could only feel a primal fear rising from within.

A frail, seemingly dying old man in Yan City looked up towards District Two.

A strange look appeared in his clouded eyes, a faint smile playing on his lips.

“As expected… you’ve returned here as well…”

…

Ice Coffin Weapon deployment location, District Two.

Luo Yan reached the broadcasting tower, but she couldn’t find Hua Qiling.

And at that moment, the “Ice Coffin Weapon” descended from the sky, an ancient, ornately carved, icy coffin crashing down on the crimson monster’s head.

The monster shrieked in pain and reached out with its grotesque tentacles, its massive, hideous body pressing down on the coffin, radiating intense mental waves.

“This is… a weapon?”

Just as Luo Yan felt puzzled, a weak, childish voice suddenly sounded.

“Cold… so cold…”

Although faint, the voice was strangely clear amidst the crimson monster’s roars.

Before Luo Yan’s eyes, the “Ice Coffin” slowly shattered, a small, bandaged arm reaching out from within, grasping frantically.

As the fragments of the “Ice Coffin” fell away, its contents were revealed.

…A little girl.

A little girl about the same age as Little Tini.

Her icy blue hair was disheveled, her entire body wrapped in gray bandages, only half of her face visible.

Even that half was covered in a thick layer of frost, and Luo Yan could only see one dazed, helpless eye.

The crimson monster shrieked and lashed out with its fleshy tentacles.

But before its tentacles could reach the bandaged girl, they abruptly snapped off.

Several tentacles fell to the ground, their severed ends perfectly clean, as if cut by an incredibly sharp blade.

But Luo Yan didn’t see any blade in the bandaged girl’s hand. She saw nothing, only vaguely sensing something shattering around them.

But she quickly realized what it was.

…Space.

The space around the bandaged girl was becoming distorted. At first, the change was imperceptible, but soon, the distortion intensified, emitting a silver light.

It was as if countless sharp blades were swirling in the air. Chunks of flesh were sliced off the crimson monster, and even its spiritual form was slowly being cut into pieces by the silver light.

The unbearable pain drove the crimson monster into a frenzy. More fleshy tentacles erupted from the ground, only to be instantly severed by the flashing silver light.

The silver light began to spread, becoming more and more frequent, engulfing all of District Two. Buildings collapsed, debris and dust flying everywhere.

The bandaged girl, the cause of all this, looked around blankly, her numbed mind seemingly unaware of her actions.

She simply murmured,

“So cold…”

Girl Doesn’t Die in Fairytale Town: Chapter 54 – Laughable Failure

“Impossible!”

A shocked voice rang out in the conference room, followed by an uproar.

“The ten Primordial Demons should have all fallen into slumber centuries ago, and Devil’s Apostles haven’t appeared in the real world for hundreds of years…”

“The sudden, unexplained appearance of a powerful Devil’s Apostle was already surprising enough, but a ‘Cataclysm’ level disaster… how could this just…”

“Impossible! The instruments must be malfunctioning!”

It was no wonder the ability users reacted this way. According to the archives, centuries ago, a “Cataclysm” level disaster event had alarmed all of humanity’s leadership, bringing together the leaders of various factions, including Dawn and the Free Federation, forcing them to set aside their differences and cooperate.

No detailed records of the event remained, only that humanity had ultimately triumphed, the Primordial Demons falling into slumber, and most of their minions eradicated, not a single Devil’s Apostle remaining.

Of course, humanity had paid a heavy price. Several “Destruction” level experts had fallen, and countless “Peril” and “Ruin” level ability users had perished.

But in exchange, humanity had gained centuries of respite in the New Era.

Almost everyone believed that the Primordial Demons would awaken again, but… not now, not during this period of peace.

That’s why no one had believed Hua Qiling’s speculation about “Ghost Town,” and no one was willing to deploy the “Ice Coffin Weapon” based on such a vague conjecture.

Another reason for this was that the details of this “Cataclysm” level event had been mostly lost to time, leaving only fragmented descriptions.

Humanity’s understanding of Devil’s Apostles was limited. Only “Mister” from Dawn knew more, but he was extremely secretive about it, never revealing much.

“Accelerate the deployment of the ‘Ice Coffin Weapon.’ Whether this news is true or false, it’s all we can do now,” Li Ping said gravely, then glanced worriedly at the door. “And… find out where Hua Qiling went.”

Li Ping sensed that Hua Qiling was hiding something, clearly related to her experience in “Ghost Town.”

But with the situation so urgent, he didn’t have time to question her, leaving the decision to her.

“Director Hua is heading towards the broadcasting room…”

A communications officer reported. Headquarters easily tracked Hua Qiling’s movements.

“Wait… what is she doing?”

They looked at each other, puzzled. Hua Qiling had stormed out of the conference room looking furious, making them think she was throwing a tantrum.

But… would someone throw a tantrum by going to the broadcasting room?

Was she going to make a public announcement?

“Let her be, as long as she doesn’t go anywhere dangerous,” Li Ping waved his hand dismissively, then turned to the others in the room, his eyes glinting. “Everyone, the fate of Yan City hangs in the balance. Now… we must act.”

Although most of the “Ruin” level ability users had already been dispatched to assist on-site, at this moment, Yan City had to mobilize every available resource.

“Yes, Director-General.”

All the ability users in the conference room stood up, their expressions solemn.

…

“Faster… I have to hurry…”

Hua Qiling dragged her exhausted body towards the broadcasting room.

She hadn’t rested since entering Ghost Town, and fighting the “Ruin” level illusory monsters in the blood mist had depleted her remaining strength.

She was running on pure willpower, on the verge of collapse.

And with the “Ice Coffin Weapon” about to be deployed, every second counted. Miss Luo Yan might die at the hands of the “Hyperspace Severance patient.”

The broadcasting room was currently packed with personnel coordinating Yan City’s evacuation, all Oversight Department members mobilized, directing the teams operating near the expanding blood mist.

Hua Qiling went to an unoccupied broadcasting station. It was the only one unmanned because… it targeted District Two, which had already completely fallen.

“Director Hua…”

A department member recognized her and called out hesitantly.

“Immediately connect to District Two’s communication channel, at maximum power!” Hua Qiling shouted anxiously.

“But, District Two has already…”

“Immediately!”

Hua Qiling’s tone hardened.

“Yes, Director Hua.”

Although filled with doubts, the department member obeyed.

After a burst of static and noise, Hua Qiling’s voice boomed from the broadcasting tower in District Two.

“Miss Luo Yan! If you can hear me, please leave immediately! Don’t stay there!”

Hua Qiling hesitated, not mentioning the “Ice Coffin Weapon,” but added,

“No matter what, you have to leave right now, otherwise…”

“…you’ll die.”

“Miss Luo Yan… can you hear me…?”

Hua Qiling repeated her call, her voice growing hoarse.

Curious glances were cast her way, but they were quickly drawn back to the task at hand.

In the empty District Two, only Hua Qiling’s desperate voice echoed.

…

“I hear you, Miss Hua Qiling.”

Luo Yan looked up. The sky above was stained crimson, a dangerous aura gathering, about to descend.

Looking down slightly, Luo Yan saw a pair of eyes, crimson eyes identical to her own, with twisted black vertical pupils.

However, the frenzy in those eyes was gone, replaced by mockery and amusement.

The crimson monster stopped rampaging, although blood mist continued to pour from its body.

But Luo Yan knew it had changed.

The crimson monster was no longer a remnant of the “Witch of Envy’s” will.

—It was the true Witch of Envy.

Although just a faint, flickering fragment of her will, it was the real “Witch of Envy,” fundamentally different from a mere remnant.

It looked at Luo Yan, its mockery evident.

“Unexpected…”

A voice sounded, seemingly coming from nowhere, yet also from deep within Luo Yan’s soul.

“Unexpected, unexpected…”

“You schemed, you struggled, you gave up everything, paid a heavy price…”

“Only to achieve such a laughable, comical failure…”

“…Luo Yan.”

Girl Doesn’t Die in Fairytale Town: Chapter 53 – The “Witch of Envy”

Meanwhile, outside, under the faint blue flower’s light, the monsters stopped wailing.

Just like Priest Upton and Butler Ronner before them, the rotting, grotesque flesh fell away from the monsters, revealing their former appearances.

The appearances Luo Yan had known in Happy Town.

“Uncle Andre, Dr. Messier, and everyone else…”

The townspeople’s expressions returned to a peaceful calm. As they departed, they looked at Luo Yan with gratitude.

This long, muddled nightmare of happiness was finally over. These lives, which should have withered away ages ago, returned to the earth.

Luo Yan saw these familiar people walking away, arm in arm, chatting and laughing, waving goodbye.

But as the faint blue petals scattered, everything turned to dust, leaving no trace behind.

Thus, Ghost Town completely vanished from the world.

However… the crisis wasn’t over yet.

Although Mrs. Natalie’s soul had willingly given up everything, finding redemption in the Higanbana’s farewell, her body, merged with the remnant of the “Witch of Envy’s” will, still remained.

This crimson monster had become a creature of pure malice, devoid of self-awareness, its only purpose to plunge everything into malice and madness.

The dense blood mist continued to spread, destroying the existing ecosystem and transforming everything in its path into twisted monsters.

This was the true terror of a “Peril” level disaster. If this crisis wasn’t contained quickly, not only Yan City, but also the neighboring mega-cities, would face annihilation.

As Luo Yan faced the crimson monster once more, a heated discussion unfolded within Yan City.

“Deploy the ‘Ice Coffin Weapon’!”

This decision, which had seemed insane to almost everyone before, was now their proposed course of action.

“The evacuation speed can no longer keep up with the spread of the blood mist. District Two has completely fallen, two-thirds of District Three is contaminated, and at this rate, the core area will be threatened within half an hour!”

Inside the council chamber, a “Ruin” level ability user shouted, “Are you joking with the fate of Yan City? Why aren’t we deploying the ‘Ice Coffin Weapon’ at a time like this?!”

“That’s right, Yan City is on the verge of destruction, why aren’t we using it?”

“Director Hua, you were the first to suggest using the ‘Ice Coffin Weapon,’ why are you silent now?”

Accusations flew, directed at Li Ping and Hua Qiling, who stood beside him.

Sun Biwu was outside, leading all available forces from the Anomaly Management Bureau, evacuating civilians and defending against the monsters emerging from the blood mist. He couldn’t be spared.

Hua Qingling, the other “Peril” level ability user, hadn’t yet arrived in Yan City. The only one who could authorize the use of the “Ice Coffin Weapon” was Li Ping, Director-General of the Anomaly Management Bureau.

“…”

Li Ping didn’t speak. He glanced at Hua Qiling and fell silent.

He was also hesitant.

When Hua Qiling returned safely, Li Ping had been relieved and was about to request the use of the “Ice Coffin Weapon.”

But Hua Qiling had unexpectedly stopped him, asking him to wait, but she couldn’t give a clear reason.

Hua Qiling couldn’t explain. Her reason was Luo Yan. Using the Ice Coffin Weapon would inevitably harm Miss Luo Yan, who was still confronting the remnant of the “Witch of Envy’s” will.

But the problem was, in the eyes of the Yan City Anomaly Management Bureau, Luo Yan was still the dangerous “Pale.”

She wasn’t sure if Li Ping, upon learning this reason, would forcefully deploy the “Ice Coffin Weapon” anyway, so she could only stall.

Hua Qiling was willing to trust Luo Yan, believing that given some time, she could resolve this crisis.

However, it seemed Yan City didn’t have much time left…

Li Ping sensed Hua Qiling’s hesitation, looked up at the clock, and sighed.

“Everyone,” Li Ping said gravely, and the noisy council chamber fell silent. “It seems… we have indeed reached the point where we have no choice but to use the ‘Ice Coffin Weapon’.”

Hua Qiling’s expression turned anxious, but Li Ping raised his hand to stop her.

The extra time he had waited was already his own indulgence.

Waiting any longer would result in losses Yan City couldn’t afford.

“Requesting deployment of the Ice Coffin Weapon, codename ‘F-03,’ Hyperspace Severance patient. Target location,” Li Ping pointed at a spot on the map, precisely where the crimson monster was. “Deployment time, immediately.”

The liaison officer immediately relayed this information to the Yan City higher-ups, who had clearly been waiting for this decision. An immediate response came.

“Acknowledged, commencing execution.”

With the decision finalized, everyone in the room breathed a sigh of relief. With the “Ice Coffin Weapon,” although there would still be heavy losses, the threat of Yan City’s annihilation was greatly reduced.

Only Hua Qiling grew more anxious. Luo Yan was still inside. The “Hyperspace Severance patient” would indiscriminately destroy everything within the target area.

Long ago, a mega-city had encountered such a patient. In an instant, half the city had been neatly severed, everything, including the residents, turned into perfect cubes.

It was said that of the rescue team dispatched afterward, thirty percent went insane, fifty percent suffered lifelong mental trauma, and the rest were plagued by recurring nightmares.

If Miss Luo Yan were caught in that… the consequences would be unimaginable.

Because “hyperspace” included spiritual domains, it wasn’t a power one could escape by hiding within a spiritual domain.

Otherwise, the remnant of the “Witch of Envy’s” will, with its powerful mental abilities, could have escaped as well.

“No, I have to tell Miss Luo Yan, she has to leave immediately!”

Ignoring everything else, Hua Qiling burst out of the room and ran.

Before anyone could react, another message arrived.

“Report! Detecting the aura of the ‘Witch of Envy’ within the blood mist…”

“Wasn’t that already confirmed?” Li Ping frowned slightly.

“No, Director-General,” the reporting voice trembled. “According to the instruments, this aura isn’t that of a remnant of the ‘Witch of Envy’s’ will…”

“It’s a ‘Cataclysm’ level disaster, a Primordial Demon. The true ‘Witch of Envy’ is descending…”

Girl Doesn’t Die in Fairytale Town: Chapter 52 – That’s Good

“Hiss… roar…”

The crimson monster could no longer utter human sounds, only emitting a series of low, guttural growls.

Its expression seemed even more frenzied, its fleshy tentacles flailing wildly, yet it restrained its urge to attack, mindful of the townspeople-turned-monsters around Luo Yan.

“Mrs… Natalie…”

The monster with its tongue nailed with iron spikes trembled, its distorted eyeballs shifting towards the giant crimson monster, its broken throat barely managing a few syllables.

It was once Dr. Messier, but now, even it no longer recognized that identity.

All the monsters slowly raised their heads, their gazes fixed on the equally disfigured Mrs. Natalie.

“Just… let go…”

They held the painful memories of the past, and the happy memories of the fairytale town.

But they were tired.

From the moment the disaster struck, this tragedy that had unfolded in the town for countless years was destined to be irreversible, its ending unchangeable.

Who could save everyone?

No one could.

Alone in the spiritual world, Mrs. Natalie, for the first time, felt the true desires of the townspeople. She collapsed to the ground, powerless.

Years of obsession crumbled in this moment, her unwavering belief shattered, her eyes vacant, her heart filled with despair.

The power to maintain the townspeople’s resurrection, the power she had clung to, was mercilessly taken back by the will of the “Witch of Envy,” along with her mental abilities.

Although Mrs. Natalie was the most devout apostle of the “Witch of Envy,” the power she wielded still belonged to the “Witch.” It could be revoked at any time.

However, Luo Yan seemed to be an exception. Her eyes still retained the form of the “Eye of Fear, Envy, and Defilement.” The “Witch of Envy” couldn’t take back the demonic power within her.

At the same time, the monsters around Luo Yan shrieked in terror, her distorted form causing unbearable pain to their fragile minds.

Moreover, their bodies were slowly melting in the blood mist, the agonizing pain of being devoured, bit by bit, fully impacting their tormented souls.

Before, it was Mrs. Natalie’s resurrection ability that kept them from being dissolved by the blood mist, and her mental power shielded them from the pain. But now, these powers were gone.

Mrs. Natalie heard the monsters’ cries and looked up, anxiety appearing on her face.

“No, no…”

No matter what, these townspeople were her most precious friends…

Mrs. Natalie frantically knelt down and prayed to the “Witch of Envy” with utmost devotion.

“Great ‘Lord,’ please hear your follower’s plea… uh…”

But before she could finish, an unbearable weakness washed over her soul, her consciousness almost fading.

In the outside world, her body, merged with the “Eye of Fear, Envy, and Defilement,” having lost all control, no longer cared about the monsters. Its rampaging tentacles lashed out towards Luo Yan, striking even the wailing monsters.

“No, don’t…”

Mrs. Natalie watched helplessly, unable to do anything.

Just like that day, despair and helplessness consumed her.

The color gradually faded from her eyes.

“Lisa.”

A cold voice suddenly echoed in her ear.

Mrs. Natalie looked up in a daze and saw a figure standing before her in her spiritual world.

Memories, long buried, began to resurface. A fading sunset appeared in her empty spiritual world, surrounded by raging flames.

The past and present merged, the tall, silent figure overlapping with the petite, silver-haired girl, both extending a hand towards her.

“You’ve finally awakened… Now, it’s over.”

Color slowly returned to Mrs. Natalie’s dim eyes, her vision clearing, finally revealing the figure’s face.

A breathtakingly beautiful face, so different from her past memories, a face she had subconsciously ignored.

“You’re not Miss Luo Yan.”

Mrs. Natalie whispered, looking at the familiar yet unfamiliar silver-haired girl.

The silent, powerful phantom that had lingered in her mind slowly dissipated.

“…You are Miss Luo Yan.”

The Miss Luo Yan who loved watching the rain, who loved strolling around with her cane, thoughtful and gentle, rarely smiling yet kind.

The girl who had silently accompanied her through all her happiness, until the very end.

“Miss Luo Yan, may I ask one last thing of you?” Mrs. Natalie said softly. “A… small request.”

“Of course, Madam,” Luo Yan said, adjusting her simple gray dress. “I am a maid of Natalie Manor, at least for now.”

“Release them,” Mrs. Natalie looked at the wailing monsters, her expression complex and sorrowful. “It was my twisted obsession that caused everyone to suffer this undeserved pain…”

“I’m happy to oblige,” Luo Yan blinked, a rare smile appearing on her lips. “However, you also need release, Mrs. Natalie.”

“Me?” Mrs. Natalie hesitated. “I… am the source of everyone’s sin. I cannot be redeemed, I shouldn’t be redeemed.”

Whether or not she had been influenced by the demon’s power, it was her decision, her wish.

“It’s all the same.”

Luo Yan extended her hand towards Mrs. Natalie, a faint blue flower bud in her palm.

In the outside world, an identical but much larger flower appeared in the center of the monsters.

“I also remember everything about the town…” Luo Yan lowered her eyes, memories flashing through her mind. “I loved it very much.”

Mrs. Natalie was taken aback, then smiled, a look of relief washing over her face.

“Is that so…”

She took the blue flower and held it in her hands.

“That’s good.”

The petals slowly unfurled, their azure color like Little Tini’s beautiful eyes, blooming freely.

After its breathtaking beauty reached its peak, the petals scattered, and Mrs. Natalie’s soul gradually faded, the surrounding spiritual world collapsing.

In her final moments, Mrs. Natalie saw Little Tini, whom she had longed for, holding a drawing board and waving happily at her.

She closed her eyes slowly, a happy smile on her face.

“Little Tini, Mommy’s coming…”

Girl Doesn’t Die in Fairytale Town: Chapter 51 – Why?

“Damn it, finally done!”

Alyxsia tightened the last screw, injected the ignition energy into the assembled energy crystal array, and then threw it towards the collapsing Ghost Town.

“Boom…”

With a deafening roar, the illusion of Ghost Town shattered.

The town, slowly decaying in frozen time, reappeared in the real world, but the already desolate town instantly crumbled upon contact.

It was as if all the stagnant time within the town rapidly flowed, and except for the collapsed ruins of the church, all other buildings turned into dust and scattered in the wind.

However, along with the town, the pervasive blood mist and the giant crimson monster also appeared in the real world.

Freed from the confines of Ghost Town, the blood mist began to spread rapidly, quickly doubling in size, encroaching on Yan City’s main districts.

The crimson monster frantically devoured everything, its size continuously expanding. Even more terrifying, its immense mental power was now affecting the real world.

Illusory monsters materialized, spreading outwards along with the blood mist.

Alyxsia, who had shattered the illusion of Ghost Town, was overjoyed to detect Grifres’s aura. Although faint, he was still alive.

Ignoring her grime-covered appearance, she activated a spiritual energy shield to protect herself from the blood mist and rushed towards Grifres’s location.

The indiscriminately attacking illusory monsters were no match for Alyxsia. She quickly reached the church ruins, the only safe point in Ghost Town, before Yan City could react.

All the survivors, including the outsiders who hadn’t fully escaped Mrs. Natalie’s influence, had gathered there.

Hua Qiling desperately fought off the constantly attacking illusory monsters, while Grifres leaned against a corner, his head lowered in silence.

Even when Alyxsia arrived, he didn’t look up.

“Brother!”

Alyxsia strode through the blood mist and rushed to Grifres’s side.

With a wave of her hand, a few flashes of light annihilated the illusory monsters that had been pressing Hua Qiling back.

“You, you are…?”

Hua Qiling looked at Alyxsia in shock. Hearing the previous address, she understood.

Another Dawn Cadre…

“…You’ve come?”

Grifres lifted his eyelids slightly, then lowered them again.

The unconscious Ling Qi lay beside him, her breathing also faint.

“Yes, I’m here to take you away.”

Alyxsia said gravely, wasting no time and taking out her devices to transport Grifres and Ling Qi.

“Wait…” Grifres interrupted Alyxsia, nodding towards Hua Qiling. “Take her and those others back to Yan City as well.”

Besides Ling Qi, there were other unconscious Yan City residents there.

“People from the Free Federation…”

Alyxsia looked at Hua Qiling, her gaze sharp.

Meeting her gaze, Hua Qiling felt a chill, as if all her secrets were exposed.

“She saved me.”

Grifres’s explanation was concise.

His pride had been severely wounded on this mission. Whether it was being saved by Hua Qiling or the ineffectiveness of his Forbidden Technique, he felt a sense of helpless frustration.

Moreover, for the first time, Grifres had truly felt fear. When he sensed the fully formed will of the “Witch of Envy” within the blood mist, he couldn’t muster any resistance, only the urge to flee.

And the mysterious silver-haired girl in Ghost Town, regardless of her true identity, her courage to face a Primordial Demon head-on…

He didn’t possess that.

“Let’s go back.”

Grifres whispered.

Alyxsia hesitated, then agreed to his request, but she still looked at Hua Qiling, her arms crossed, and said coldly,

“Listen, girl, you’re the first Free Federation person I’ve ever rescued. You should consider yourself lucky.”

Hua Qiling’s expression was strange. She glanced at Grifres and quipped,

“As expected, all Dawn Cadres have the same weird temper.”

Alyxsia: “…”

“I’m not going to waste any more words on you. Follow me, I’ll take you out.”

Alyxsia snorted, turned around, and tossed a few devices to Hua Qiling to carry the other unconscious Yan City residents.

Although she didn’t know what the blood mist was made of, Alyxsia’s crude but effective spiritual energy shield worked perfectly, its only drawback being its high energy consumption.

The path out of the blood mist wasn’t too long. Soon, all the survivors had escaped its reach.

After Hua Qiling settled the unconscious Yan City residents, Alyxsia retrieved her devices. For some reason, she felt that Hua Qiling seemed more agreeable now, less annoying.

But still a Free Federation person.

“Hmph, farewell.”

Alyxsia turned up her nose and left those words behind. Grifres simply nodded in farewell.

Before Yan City’s reinforcements arrived, the Dawn members quickly departed.

Soon, Yan City received the signal from Hua Qiling’s earpiece and quickly dispatched a team to retrieve them, led by Elder Sun Biwu.

“Xiao Hua, are you alright?”

Sun Biwu immediately asked about Hua Qiling’s condition upon arrival.

Like Li Ping, he had watched Hua Qiling grow up, and her older sister, Hua Qingling, who had grown so powerful that she had surpassed them both.

“I’m fine,” Hua Qiling shook her head. “Grandpa Sun, let’s go back.”

“Alright, alright…”

Sun Biwu nodded repeatedly. He didn’t dare delay in this situation.

The blood mist was still spreading, the crimson monster faintly visible within it. The crisis wasn’t over yet.

Before leaving, Hua Qiling looked up towards the depths of the blood mist. She seemed to see a small figure standing alone, confronting the crimson monster.

“Miss Luo Yan…”

…

With the complete collapse of Ghost Town’s illusion, Mrs. Natalie could no longer maintain the temporary spiritual domain. Her power wasn’t enough to sustain it for long.

The monsters were instantly exposed to the blood mist. They looked at their former home, now in ruins, their past memories gradually returning.

“Mrs. Natalie, you ask me why I’m doing this…” Luo Yan whispered, raising her cane and pointing at the disfigured townspeople. “But why don’t you ask them?”

Girl Doesn’t Die in Fairytale Town: Chapter 50 – The True Past

All stories begin with “Once upon a time,” but this story tells of what happened “a long, long time ago.”

“Happy Town” was once just an ordinary town, its residents living peaceful, uneventful lives.

Not far from the town stood a luxurious manor, known as “Natalie Manor,” and its owner was Mrs. Natalie.

Mrs. Natalie and her only daughter, Little Tini, lived a secluded life. Few people, besides the manor’s servants, ever saw them, and they had little interaction with the townspeople.

Life in the town should have continued this way, peaceful and tranquil, but at some point, a sudden “disaster” shattered this peace.

An unknown plague appeared in the town, and as this strange plague spread, chaos gradually descended.

At first, it was just a few townspeople coughing and falling ill, but some also developed strange powers.

However, as time went on, both those who coughed and those with strange powers fell ill, their appearances becoming distorted before they died.

Eventually, the graveyard outside the town was filled with grotesque corpses, the shadow of death looming over the town, and panic spreading like wildfire.

So, where did this plague come from?

The true answer was unknown, but at the time, with the emergence of a rumor, all fingers pointed at “Natalie Manor.”

“Mrs. Natalie is a witch! An evil witch! This plague is her doing! She’s absorbing the power of death!”

This baseless rumor quickly spread throughout the town, and almost everyone believed it.

To substantiate the rumor, they even fabricated a series of “evidence.”

“Mrs. Natalie is so beautiful; she must be using witchcraft to maintain her appearance!”

“Mrs. Natalie rarely leaves her manor; she must be brewing evil spells inside!”

“Mrs. Natalie has a sick daughter; she must be doing all of this to save her!”

Even though a few informed individuals tried to defend her, their voices were drowned out by the angry mob. No one believed them.

Soon, the enraged townspeople stormed Natalie Manor, killing almost all the servants. Ronner, the butler, was dismembered and his body torn apart as he desperately resisted.

Kind-hearted Andre was hacked to death in his butcher shop, Dr. Messier, Little Tini’s physician, had her tongue ripped out and was nailed to the wall in her office, and Priest Upton, who tried to stop the frenzied townspeople, was cut in half…

Anyone associated with Mrs. Natalie, or anyone who spoke in her defense, was brutally murdered as accomplices of the devil.

Mrs. Natalie and her only daughter, Little Tini, were sent to the stake, to face “judgment” in the raging flames.

Subjected to countless curses, burdened by resentment and fear, witnessing these hellish scenes, and watching her only daughter, Little Tini, die in her arms, Mrs. Natalie finally broke.

In her despair, tears of blood streaming down her face, she prayed to both gods and demons, willing to pay any price to save her daughter and the townspeople who had helped her.

“It was Miss Luo Yan, Miss Luo Yan answered me…”

In Mrs. Natalie’s fragmented memories, it was Luo Yan who saved her from the flames, who brought the “Lord’s” will and salvation.

Although… the “Lord” hadn’t fulfilled her wish.

The “Lord” hadn’t saved anyone. He had only granted Mrs. Natalie the power to resurrect the dead and immense mental power.

Mrs. Natalie killed all the townspeople, imprisoning their souls in their bodies, enslaving their wills.

At the same time, she resurrected all those who had helped her, using her mental power to alter their perceptions, allowing them to live on in this twisted way.

But Mrs. Natalie hadn’t paid any price to the “Lord” for this, because the cost… was Little Tini’s soul and will.

And someone without a soul and will couldn’t be resurrected by any means.

Even Butler Ronner, whose body had been torn apart, could be revived by piecing together other corpses.

Mrs. Natalie returned to her manor, holding Little Tini’s belongings, using her mental power to gather the remnants of her daughter’s wishes within them.

And so, the doll Little Tini was born.

However, it wasn’t the real Little Tini, and under the influence of the “Witch of Envy’s” will, these wishes were twisted and corrupted, completely deviating from Little Tini’s original intentions.

No matter what, Mrs. Natalie had failed. The “Lord” had saved her from the abyss of despair, only to playfully push her into another.

—Until Miss Luo Yan reappeared.

When this mysterious silver-haired girl inexplicably awakened in this cursed town, the entire town fell into an untouchable dream, and the “eternal happiness” Mrs. Natalie longed for appeared.

Based on Little Tini’s sketchbook, a happy town was formed.

Even Little Tini, whose soul had been devoured by the demon, reappeared before Mrs. Natalie, not as a twisted doll, but as her former self.

Although her past memories were blurry, Mrs. Natalie immediately recognized this silver-haired girl as the Miss Luo Yan who had saved her from the stake.

But she seemed dazed, unaware of anything, completely different from the powerful, silent figure in Mrs. Natalie’s memory.

But it didn’t matter. Miss Luo Yan was Miss Luo Yan, her savior, Little Tini’s savior, everyone’s… benefactor.

“But Miss Luo Yan, why… why are you destroying everything you created…?”

Mrs. Natalie sobbed silently, watching the townspeople wailing in pain, the same heartache and despair from that day returning.

Luo Yan stood silently before her, offering no answer.

…

Meanwhile, outside the spiritual domain, the crimson monster had gone berserk. Even Hua Qiling and Grifres, hiding in the church ruins, could feel the entire space shaking under the onslaught of the blood mist.

The continuous impacts caused the illusory barrier of Ghost Town to flicker wildly, revealing glimpses of the “Primordial Demon’s” aura.

One final push, and Ghost Town would completely collapse.

And this final push… would be delivered by Alyxsia.

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…”

Girl Doesn’t Die in Fairytale Town: Chapter 48 – Lisa Natalie

The setting sun lingered on the horizon, painting the earth with the fading crimson of its embers.

The winter wind howled, though it wasn’t yet time for snow.

But neither the sparse twilight nor the bone-chilling wind could mask the scorching heat of the raging fire.

Countless indistinct curses, filled with unspeakable terror, reached her ears, mixed with the crackling of the flames.

Despite the burning air around her, the small body in her arms grew colder.

And her own body… was also slowly losing its warmth…

Was she dying?

…Was this how she would die?

These were her sins, yet they had also implicated her daughter, and all of them together…

Helplessness and despair washed over her, but even stronger were the guilt and heartache.

Guilt towards the friends who had helped her, only to meet such a tragic end, and heartache for her daughter, who hadn’t even seen the true beauty and happiness of the world before perishing…

Just then, as she lay dying in solitude, a tall figure emerged from the flames and approached her—no, the flames parted for this figure.

The figure stood before her, looking down at her.

“What is your name?”

She looked up, tears of blood streaming down her face, a few pained syllables escaping her throat.

“Lisa… Natalie…”

…

“Miss… Luo Yan…”

Mrs. Natalie laughed, a sorrowful smile twisting her demonically distorted face.

She vaguely remembered that it was Miss Luo Yan who had granted her the Lord’s will, who had built the town of “eternal happiness,” allowing everyone to experience a happiness they had never known before.

But now, why was she taking it all away…?

“Why…” Two tears rolled down from Mrs. Natalie’s crimson eyes, instantly evaporating in the blood mist. “Come back… Miss Luo Yan…”

“No.”

Luo Yan gently shook her head and spoke the answer she had long pondered.

“My name is Luo Yan, but I am not the Miss Luo Yan you speak of.

“I don’t think this is ‘happiness.’ It only brings numbness and pain to everyone.

“So, I’m sorry, Mrs. Natalie, but this dream, or nightmare… must end.”

Luo Yan stepped back and grasped “Gungnir,” which was embedded in Mrs. Natalie’s chest, pulling it out.

In reality, “Gungnir,” formed by a Forbidden Technique, was a conceptual weapon. Its physical form had vanished the moment it was thrown.

The illusory spear that had pierced Mrs. Natalie was merely a remnant of its power, which was why Luo Yan hadn’t been injured when she embraced her.

However, Luo Yan now pulled it out like an ordinary weapon, the concept of “unavoidable hit” solidifying once more. What she held in her hand seemed to be the true “Gungnir.”

At the same time, Luo Yan’s eyes turned a frenzied scarlet, her pupils contracting into abyss-like vertical slits, radiating a dangerous and malevolent aura.

Luo Yan had risked contact with the “Eye of Fear, Envy, and Defilement” that had merged with Mrs. Natalie, becoming tainted by the remnant of the “Witch of Envy’s” will.

But unlike Mrs. Natalie, only her eyes had undergone the demonic transformation. Her face and body remained the same.

Her silver hair fluttered, her simple gray dress unable to conceal her breathtaking beauty.

The beautiful girl stood with her hands behind her back, holding the slightly translucent “Gungnir” in one hand. Before her stood a crimson figure, its original form completely lost.

A dense blood mist swirled around the figure, its intense malice threatening to overflow.

“No… you’ll understand… Miss Luo Yan…”

Mrs. Natalie’s voice was hoarse and broken. Her consciousness was fading, about to be completely consumed by the remnant of the “Witch of Envy’s” will.

“I will… bring you back…”

The last discernible words vanished, replaced by unintelligible roars.

Grotesque, twisted tentacles sprouted from Mrs. Natalie’s body, transforming her into a giant crimson monster.

Numerous shadowy monsters, summoned by Ronner earlier, gathered around, drawn by the aura emanating from the crimson monster.

Empowered by the blood mist, their auras approached the limit of “Ruin” level, but their appearances became even more grotesque and malevolent, almost beyond human comprehension.

The shadowy monsters stood beside the crimson monster, their gazes fixated on Luo Yan, their malice growing, filling the air, suffocating.

“Hiss… roar…”

The shadowy monsters extended their twisted limbs, wielding bizarre “weapons,” and closed in on Luo Yan.

The crimson monster, once Mrs. Natalie, shrieked, a tearful wail that sent ripples through the surrounding blood mist.

A terrifying howl swept through the area, even reaching the outside world, Ghost Town finally revealing its true nature as a “Peril” level disaster.

The investigation teams stationed nearby were forced to retreat by the spreading blood mist, and even Sun Biwu could only cover their retreat.

Seeing this, Alyxsia became even more frantic, accelerating the assembly of her explosive devices, disregarding the cost.

Inside Ghost Town, Hua Qiling had dragged the heavily injured Grifres to the church ruins, having discovered that this was the only place safe from the blood mist.

The shattered statue of Luo Yan seemed to possess some power that repelled the mist.

But Luo Yan, the source of all this, stood at the center of the densest blood mist, calmly watching the grotesque, writhing shadowy monsters.

She looked up slightly and saw a lonely, helpless, yet frenzied soul.

“Forbidden Technique, ‘Gungnir’.”

A giant arm projection appeared in the blood-red sky, descending like a god.

But that wasn’t all.

“And… ‘Manjusaka’.”

A beautiful, dark flower bud formed at the tip of the illusory spear, radiating a chilling aura of death.

Luo Yan slowly raised her hand. She had never used a spear before, her movements slightly clumsy.

But as she raised the spear, the shadowy monsters shrieked in terror, an emotion called “fear” appearing on their twisted faces.

However, the surrounding blood mist and the crimson monster relentlessly drove them forward, forcing them to attack the small, silver-haired girl.

In the end, this compulsion overcame their instincts, and the shadowy monsters, filled with terror, reached out with their twisted claws.

“Roar…”

Girl Doesn’t Die in Fairytale Town: Chapter 47 – Outside the Game

Meanwhile, outside of Ghost Town, in Yan City.

Hua Qiling’s worries weren’t unfounded. However, her experience in Yan City was still shallow. What she could think of, the more experienced veterans had naturally considered as well.

As early as when Ghost Town fell into its eerie silence, the Yan City Anomaly Management Bureau had already made preparations.

On one hand, they requested Sun Biwu, a “Peril” level ability user, to be stationed near Ghost Town. Some investigation teams were responsible for guarding against another attack from Dawn, while others monitored Ghost Town’s activity.

On the other hand, to ensure safety, they urgently recalled Hua Qingling, another “Peril” level ability user—Hua Qiling’s older sister—from her mission.

And, despite facing opposition from other high-ranking officials, Li Ping even initiated preparations for deploying the “Ice Coffin Weapon.”

If an unmanageable situation arose, they would, at any cost, eliminate “Ghost Town” before it threatened the core area of Yan City.

The core area not only housed the high-ranking officials and the elite, but also the city’s power core, the energy crystal “Ember” that sustained their lives.

The “Ember” couldn’t be extinguished. If it were, it would mean the fall of another mega-city to the vast Endless Wasteland.

Therefore, to ensure the safety of the core area, if there was no other choice, the outer city districts were expendable.

…Of course, no one wanted to see Yan City reach that point.

When Mrs. Natalie chose to summon the will of the “Witch of Envy” and merge with it, the peace outside was shattered at the same moment.

The previously distorted light and shadows ignited. At first, it was just a few small flames, but they quickly spread, engulfing the entire Ghost Town area in a raging inferno.

“Don’t panic, it’s just a change in the disaster phenomenon within the contaminated area.”

Sun Biwu’s calm voice reassured the panicked members of the investigation teams.

Sun Biwu was an elderly man who appeared to be over sixty, his sparse hair gray, age spots dotting his wrinkled face.

However, his muscular physique and sharp eyes made him look much more robust.

In reality, he was over a hundred years old, the same generation as Li Ping. They had been close friends since childhood.

Generally, ability users had longer lifespans than ordinary people, but rarely exceeding two hundred years.

“That Li Ping… actually told me this was just a ‘Ruin’ level disaster,” Sun Biwu’s gray eyebrows twitched as he looked towards Yan City behind him. “Never mind, I’ll settle the score with him later.”

The investigation team members had never seen such a scene, but Sun Biwu had, many times, each leaving a deep impression.

“It’s been years since I’ve seen a ‘Peril’ level disaster like this…”

Sun Biwu felt a mix of nostalgia and apprehension.

As mentioned before, a “Peril” level ability user was only qualified to participate in a “Peril” level disaster event, not necessarily to resolve it.

Moreover, Sun Biwu was old now. Although he still possessed the strength of a “Peril” level ability user, he couldn’t sustain combat like he used to.

In other words, he wasn’t a match for Alyxsia, Dawn’s Ninth Cadre, let alone Grifres. He could at most hold his own for half an hour before being defeated.

And this Ghost Town before him…

Within the illusory flames, he could sense the presence of something powerful, a faint, heartbreaking wail echoing from within.

“Could it be that we really have to use the Ice Coffin Weapon?”

Sun Biwu hesitated. He had witnessed the deployment of the Ice Coffin Weapon. It was far beyond human comprehension, leaving an indescribable fear in all who witnessed it.

“No, we can’t use that weapon unless absolutely necessary… Besides, the Hua girl is still inside…”

A look of worry flashed across Sun Biwu’s face. They were currently helpless against Ghost Town, with Hua Qiling trapped inside, her safety unknown.

…

On the other side of Ghost Town’s illusory barrier, Alyxsia sat on a machine, her chin resting on her hand, swinging her legs clad in white stockings.

Her makeup was smeared with grime and engine oil, which she had haphazardly wiped off.

Several machines rumbled before her.

“Attempt number three hundred and seventy-eight, failed… Damn it, what kind of place is this? It completely rejects all outside information.”

Alyxsia rolled her eyes and fiddled with the machines, preparing to try a different approach.

But just then, she sensed a strange aura and looked up sharply at the burning illusion of Ghost Town.

“This aura… My brother was forced to use a Forbidden Technique?”

As far as she could remember, this was the first time Grifres had used a move that would completely incapacitate him while acting alone.

Every previous use had been with the support of other Dawn members.

But now…

“Damn it! That idiot… always showing off! Keep showing off, see what happens!”

Alyxsia bit her lip, tears welling up in her eyes, but she continued cursing. “He said he could handle it alone, told me to stay outside and teach them a lesson… Useless! Idiot!”

Using a Forbidden Technique in this situation… Alyxsia knew that Grifres was likely in grave danger.

Her expression was no longer carefree. She frantically tried to break through Ghost Town’s information blockade.

But no matter what she tried, just like before, all attempts failed.

“…No matter what!”

Alyxsia gritted her teeth, took out all the remaining machines and energy crystals, and began modifying them.

“If I can’t break through with technology… I’ll just blow this place sky-high!”

Although these machines were the culmination of years of her hard work, Alyxsia couldn’t afford to be sentimental now.

Perhaps Grifres wasn’t dead yet, perhaps there was still a sliver of hope. Even if that hope was slim, Alyxsia wouldn’t give up.

“There’s nothing a Tsar Bomba can’t solve… and if there is,” Alyxsia’s expression turned increasingly frantic, “then I’ll just build a bigger one!”