madnovel Chapter 205 Silence
Chapter 205 Silence
Chapter 205 Silence
Chloe rushed toward the cellar, her anxiety causing her to completely forget the demure nun she had practiced for years.
Her nun's robes were askew, her hair was disheveled, and her dignified nun's steps had transformed into the dashing strides of a northern woman.
This sudden crisis stirred up a storm in her dull life. Just this morning, her life was still a stagnant pool of foul water, and no one would give her a second glance among the dark mass of nuns.
Now, Chloe has become Bishop Tissant's right-hand woman, and she even shares with him an important secret known only to a few people.
Yes, I am special, I am unique.
Only I can help Bishop Tissant; he will definitely look at me with new respect.
Chloe almost burst out laughing, but didn't want anyone to see her secret delight. She darted across the courtyard like a gust of wind to the inner courtyard in front of the wine cellar, where she saw a sturdy figure in a corner, doing something she couldn't tell anyone.
"Mr. Dulin?"
Chloe quickly ran a hand through her hair, straightened her clothes, and walked up to Dulin, saying politely, "Mr. Dulin, I've already informed Sister Martha to gather everyone in the chapel to wait—you should go too."
.
The dwarf leaned against a pillar, bent over, and made a retching motion.
"Are you alright, Mr. Dulin?"
"His—his skin—"
"Dulin?" Chloe asked in surprise.
"This guy's skin can't hold up anymore, we weren't prepared enough—let's borrow your skin for now, woman—"
Dulin's neck snapped, his head turned 180 degrees, and his skin seemed to melt, flowing down from his skull!
"God!"
Yes, pray.
The dwarf Dulin's body was split open from below his neck, and his chest cavity opened from the inside out, like a human glove, with his gray internal organs turned inside out and becoming new skin!
Sister Chloe let out a silent scream—she opened her mouth wide, but no sound came out.
No, it wasn't just the girl's screams that were silent; the entire inner courtyard was shrouded in an eerie stillness.
The monster's twisted limbs writhed like snakes on the floor, leaving behind a milky white slime.
Oppa is on top — Oppa is on top!
But only endless silence answered the girl's prayers.
The girl was frozen in place by fear, her eyes wide open, unable to move.
Very well, stand there and let us taste your fear—how delicious!
The alien licked the girl's cheek with its mouthparts, and Chloe didn't dare to move, closing her eyes in despair.
Just then, Tissanthem, who had just stepped into the courtyard, was stunned by the scene before him. He immediately reacted and loudly chanted a prayer, "In the name of the true God Oubak, you will be punished by the gods—"
As the words left his tongue, the bishop gathered a divine power at his fingertips. Just as he was about to complete the spell, the prayer was suddenly drowned out by the silent aura surrounding the monster.
The holy light lingered on Tissant's hand for a moment, then vanished before the bishop's eyes like sand slipping through his fingers.
Without turning its head, the monster's tentacles wrapped around the girl's ankle, and like snakes, slithered into the seams of her robe, crawling up her calf—
So cold, so scary —
The cold object moved across the girl's skin, the sticky sensation tugging at the nerves beneath, sending a chill down her spine.
Lower leg, knee—thigh.
The girl's heart almost stopped beating.
Tissant was extremely anxious. He quickly looked around, searching for anything he could use as a weapon.
A fire poker lay quietly in the embers of the brazier.
Bishop Tissant had no martial arts training; in fact, he grew up in a merchant family, pampered and never even picked up a broom in his life.
However, his disgust for the blasphemous creature before him and his eagerness to save the nun led the bishop to transform into a fire-stick-wielding paladin.
He gripped the hooked iron bar tightly with both hands, his palms sweating, and charged forward without hesitation, smashing it down hard on the alien's back (if the thing's back could be called a back)!
The alien's skin looked soft, but it was as tough as shark skin. The muscles beneath the skin were incredibly solid. Tissanthemum's powerful punch was deflected, and a tingling sensation ran through her hand!
Unharmed!
The monster's attention was still on Chloe. Tissanthem was frantic and jumped onto the creature, strangling its smooth neck with a fire poker.
The alien possessed a strange strength, its body as heavy as a thousand pounds. Even Tissant, a grown man, couldn't budge it. Just then, an accident occurred!
During the struggle, the Obak emblem worn around Tissant's neck flew out from her collar. The bishop held the monster tightly, the emblem squeezed in the middle, pressed against the creature's flesh.
hiss-
Although no sound could be heard, the holy emblem, like a branding iron, visibly embedded itself into the monster's skin, instantly causing blisters to form on the gray flesh and leaving a pyramid-shaped burn mark along the shape of the emblem.
"roar!!!!!"
A row of bright red, gill-like cracks appeared on the monster's smooth neck. The gills vibrated, and the air in the entire inner courtyard trembled. The silent field surrounding the alien shattered instantly, and the sound rushed back to Tissant's ears like a tidal wave, making him feel unbearable.
The monster's attention immediately shifted to the bishop. Like a white python, it shook off Chloe and turned to pin Tissanthem to the ground!
"hiss!!!"
The monster coiled around Tissanthemum, its tentacles quickly wrapping around the man's limbs, then tightly binding his upper body with its waist.
"Ugh————"
The terrifying sound of bones squeezing filled the air, and Tissah felt like she couldn't breathe, as if all the air in her lungs was being forced out.
I'm going to die—damn it—
No! We can't give up like this!
He gripped the holy emblem tightly in his hand with all his might, silently reciting a prayer. The monster realized what the bishop was doing and wrapped its two finger-thick tentacles around his wrist, preventing him from pressing the emblem onto its body. The two remained locked in a stalemate, the monster having plenty of strength left, while Tissanthemum's face turned red, and she was almost fainting.
The man's vision blurred, and he saw Chloe, disheveled, struggling to get up in the corner.
"Run! Run!"
He murmured, his consciousness already fading.
If everything is going to end this way, then at least let me save one more person.
The girl got up.
The girl dared not look directly at the bishop and the monster, who were twisted in a tangled mess.
Tears of terror rolled down her cheeks.
The girl stumbled and took her first steps.
Then----
"Let go of your honor, Your Excellency, you shameless, stinking eel!!!"
Twenty-year-old Sister Chloe of Saint Vandu broke free of her nun's robes and rushed toward the gray monster with disheveled hair.
The girl stuck her finger into the monster's gills, pried open the gap, and then bit down hard on the tender red flesh with her little white teeth!
Gebu, who had just arrived at the scene, was stunned.
The seemingly gentle and quiet Irelia pounced on the gray eel monster's face with bared teeth and claws, refusing to let go even in death.
That狰狞 expression—who's the monster and who's the nun?!
No wonder she's Dove's sister! Hu Chaochao looks exactly like she was made from the same mold!
The monster roared in pain and sent the girl flying. The nun slammed to the ground, groaned, and went limp.
"Chloe!!!"
The swordswoman's eyes suddenly turned bloodshot; Gebu had never seen her so enraged. Before the halfling could react, the female knight charged forward with her sword.
The monster was bitten and saw that its disguise had been completely exposed. Enraged, it vented its resentment on Tissanthemum beneath it.
It fused several tentacles together and slammed them down on the man's chest!
puff!
Tissanthemum's body jolted, a tightness gripped her chest, and several ribs snapped. The bishop reached out to block, but the monster twisted his elbow, and his right arm was broken at a right angle with a crack!
"Ah!" Tissah let out a short, painful scream, then fainted, the holy symbol in her hand falling to the ground with a thud.
Within seconds, the swordswoman rushed forward and slashed at the monster with her sword. The blade, coated with holy oil, cut a wound a centimeter deep and several centimeters long on its body. The monster retaliated in pain, its tentacles striking at Doffin like a storm.
Knowing she couldn't withstand attacks from multiple angles simultaneously, the female knight took two steps back and assumed a fighting stance to confront it.
In the blink of an eye, with a chant, three magical missiles pierced the air and struck the alien head-on in succession. It staggered, and the swordswoman seized the fleeting opportunity, stepping forward and slashing down a protruding tentacle in half!
"You hit my sister? I'll fuck your mother!"
Dove, enraged, started hurling insults!
"Great! Very impressive!" Gebu couldn't help but applaud the swordswoman. Although whether this thing was born of a mother was still debatable, at least it didn't look bad.
At the same time, Gebu summoned a shadow behind the monster, and two Gebu, one real and one fake, began chanting spells simultaneously.
"I'll burn you down!" Gebu cursed inwardly.
This monster is even uglier than an old shaman who has just come out of the bath.
"It's so noisy! It's so noisy!!!"
The monster suddenly let out a piercing scream. Its gills opened to the sides and began to vibrate at a high frequency—Gebu suddenly realized that his chanting had stopped, and the spell could not be completed.
The swordswoman opened her mouth and said something, but no sound came out.
The entire inner courtyard fell into an eerie silence once again.
Although he had never seen this before, Gebu reacted instantly. This thing could block the propagation of sound within a certain area!
What an annoying ability!
Casting spells requires chanting; if one cannot make a sound, Gebu is essentially useless.
Malegenubie—Wait for me!
Gebu turned and ran away.
The swordswoman couldn't pay attention to Gebu behind her. The silence made her very uncomfortable, but the monster's attack was imminent, leaving her no time to think.
The monster, freed from the threat of magic, attacked with increasing ferocity. The swordswoman tried her best to defend herself, but was forced back step by step and cornered against the wall.
A tentacle swept towards the female knight's upper body. The female knight ducked to dodge, and the alien used its tentacles to stick to the wall, using its body as a cannonball to pounce on the female knight!
The woman flipped over, then straightened up, keeping close to the ground, letting the monster fly past her. Then she rolled to the side, switching places with the monster.
A mark on the monster caught Dove's eye.
Holy emblem?
Her gaze shifted to Tissant, who lay unconscious on the ground, beside whom lay an Obak symbol—still stained with the monster's milky white fluid.
As the woman's gaze fell upon the holy emblem on the ground, the alien's "head" trembled for a moment before unleashing a storm of attacks upon her!
The swordswoman's keen intuition told her that something was amiss.
Are you afraid I'll discover your weakness?!
The sacred emblem! The sacred emblem is the key!!