Miss Luo Yan’s Feet Are Buried With Corpses 47

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!”

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2 responses to “Miss Luo Yan’s Feet Are Buried With Corpses 47”

  1. Li Xian Avatar
    Li Xian

    Idiots

  2. AlwaysTired Avatar
    AlwaysTired

    Ain’t no way she just said Tsar Bomba, I must be tripping

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