Girl Doesn’t Die in Fairytale Town: Chapter 27 – It’s You
The atmosphere changed instantly as they stepped through the church doors.
The door seemed to be the entrance to a barrier. The roars and howls outside vanished the moment Luo Yan and Hua Qiling entered the church.
It was as if they were in a different world, the surroundings deathly silent.
“Miss Luo Yan, have you been to this church before?”
Hua Qiling cautiously observed the surroundings, drawing the daggers from her waist. This time, she was truly using them as weapons.
“Of course,” Luo Yan hugged the sniper rifle, her slender frame a stark contrast to the large weapon. “However, my vision wasn’t very clear back then, but it’s not much different from now.”
Inside the church was a spacious hall, filled with rows of pews.
Stained-glass windows with intricate patterns lined the hall, a dim oil lamp hanging between each window. The weak candlelight cast faint circles of illumination, barely reaching a few inches.
The hall remained dark, making it difficult to see clearly.
Fortunately, Hua Qiling possessed the most suitable ability for this place: “Eagle Eye.” With her emerald eyes ignited, everything in the church was revealed.
As before, the “Eagle Eye” vision also applied to Luo Yan.
Although it wasn’t the first time Luo Yan experienced the enhanced vision of “Eagle Eye,” she still felt a sense of novelty and wonder.
She also recalled Hua Qiling claiming to be blind when they first met, a strange expression appearing on her face.
“There’s blood on the floor.”
Hua Qiling’s words interrupted Luo Yan’s thoughts. She followed Hua Qiling’s gaze and saw a long trail of dark purple blood on the floor, seemingly sizzling from corrosion.
“It should be Mr. Upton’s…”
The blood trail stretched further into the depths of the church.
“Where is he going?” Hua Qiling asked. “Where is the place for the final prayer?”
“…I never came inside during ‘Atonement Day’ before, so I don’t know,” Luo Yan looked at the blood trail, pondering for a moment. “But judging from the direction, it should be the confessional.”
There were many statues in the church. Destroying them all one by one was practically impossible and unnecessary.
Their goal was to find the statue used for the final prayer and destroy it, completely interrupting the ritual.
“Let’s go!”
Without further delay, Hua Qiling hoisted Luo Yan onto her back and, following the blood trail and Luo Yan’s guidance, rushed towards the confessional.
Not long after they left, a battered and incomplete figure also entered the church: the one-armed man.
He glanced back apprehensively, seeing a blonde figure at the end of the tide of monsters, silently and sadly watching him.
“Damn it…”
The one-armed man admitted that his thoughts were in disarray. On one hand, he didn’t want to give up on rescuing Ling Qi, but on the other hand… he had a feeling that if he continued, he might not be able to protect himself.
Even though he was a powerful “Peril” level ability user, considered a top-tier combatant in any mega-city, in this strange town, strength alone wasn’t enough.
Moreover, Ronner, the self-proclaimed “Butler of Natalie Manor,” was already as powerful as him, let alone the unseen manor owner.
But when the one-armed man saw Hua Qiling and Luo Yan enter the church, he decided to follow.
He knew Luo Yan’s special status in this strange town. If there was any chance of escaping, it would likely be through her.
“No matter what, I have to keep going!”
The one-armed man exhaled heavily, ignoring the blonde man behind him, and followed the trail left by Luo Yan and Hua Qiling.
…
As they moved deeper into the church, the light grew dimmer.
Precarious oil lamps hung on the walls of the narrow corridor, their weak flames offering little solace in the boundless darkness.
“It should be just up ahead…”
Luo Yan frowned slightly. In her memory, the church wasn’t this large; it should be much smaller.
But there were already enough strange things; one more didn’t make much difference.
“Yes, I hear it.”
Hua Qiling nodded, exhaling, her expression serious.
“Supreme Lord… answer your humble follower… endless sins… forgiveness…”
A low, hoarse chanting echoed around them. Following the source of the sound, Luo Yan and Hua Qiling quickly reached the confessional and carefully pushed the door open.
Unlike Luo Yan’s memory, the confessional, which used to be small and cramped, barely fitting three or four people, was now incredibly spacious.
The half-bodied Priest Upton, just like the monsters outside, had his hands clasped together, his head slightly raised in prayer.
In the direction he was facing, a faintly glowing statue stood.
Luo Yan and Hua Qiling’s gazes were involuntarily drawn to the statue, but even with “Eagle Eye,” they couldn’t see its features clearly, only vaguely discerning some feminine characteristics.
Priest Upton didn’t seem to notice their arrival, continuing his final prayer for “Atonement Day.”
“Humble hopes… descend… happiness…”
Hua Qiling gripped her daggers, nervously watching the priest and glancing at Luo Yan.
Luo Yan held the sniper rifle, but she didn’t immediately aim at the statue and pull the trigger. Instead, she looked at the priest with a complex expression.
“Miss Luo Yan…”
Hua Qiling whispered a reminder.
“I know.”
Luo Yan sighed slightly and raised the sniper rifle.
But this time, she didn’t use a “Philosopher’s Stone.” Instead, Hua Qiling had reloaded it with ordinary bullets.
—Of course, due to the rifle’s structure, even ordinary bullets still amplified the user’s abilities.
However, it couldn’t achieve the effect of a “Philosopher’s Stone,” which preserved the original ability. Instead, it converted the ability into a pure release of energy.
So, this time, Luo Yan didn’t see any illusions, only a concentrated pulse of energy shooting out and striking the statue.
The statue, which seemed to be breathing, crumbled instantly, the pulse disintegrating it completely.
The priest’s chanting stopped abruptly. He stared at where the statue had been, a look of shock on his face.
“No… my Lord… Who… who has offended my Lord…?”
He stiffly turned his head and looked at Luo Yan, an expression of disbelief on his twisted face.
It seemed that Luo Yan’s appearance shocked the “priest” even more than the destruction of the statue.
“Long time no see, Mr. Upton,” Luo Yan whispered.
“It’s… you…”
The “priest” stared at Luo Yan, his whole body trembling slightly as he slowly turned around.
Even his voice, once gentle, was now hoarse and inhuman.
“It’s actually… you…”
“Why… why is it you…?”
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