Mysterious as the Wind, Always With Me

How can a causal law weapon with the power of destiny as its core be so easy to play?

Mark sneered in his heart: accept the backlash of fate! monster!

To be honest, if Mark hadn't seen the A-level [abnormal] fate, Mark really couldn't think of how to deal with this [abnormal] monster that fell into darkness.

For example: The rule set by the doll girl Minnie is [dancing].

Dancing is at the heart of the whole anomaly.

As long as you are willing to dance with her, everything is easy to talk about, and you can even ignore the clumsy dancing. Of course, if the comer is strong enough to leave the narrow field she set, that's fine.

This kind of abnormal law is very weak, and there is no special coercion.

This means that after passing the test of the law, to recover Miss Puppet still requires strong dancing skills and super personal charm (referred to as appearance).

Susie the centipede's evil that focuses on the law of fate is another extreme. Under normal circumstances, it must be very difficult to defeat her in this fog academy, but she can still run.

But after breaking a series of rules she set, she will suffer the backlash of four evil rules of fate with gambling as the core.

If the bad old man who taught "Anomalous History" hadn't lied to him, this centipede would... be finished!

However, the fate of the dice is so angry.

If nothing else, it's time for an accident.

Completely ignoring Mark's will, the fate dice flew out by itself, throwing out [1].

Mark's handsome face turned into a word of embarrassment.

After investing so many 20 points, it finally came to retribution.

"Roar!"

While letting out an inhuman growl, Lady Centipede uttered the most vicious curse - the sound did not come from a destroyed mouth and vocal cords, but a roar of the soul.

"You are fine! Carter is fine! You despicable humans will only use conspiracy to harm me! No! I will not be destroyed! I, I - never compromise!"

So what if you don't compromise?

The debt of fate is not so easy to owe.

Unless, she can also bet on her other things.

Mist, no, a large group of mist that was essentially evil thoughts sprayed out from the wounds of Susie's body together with the broken flesh and blood. In less than ten seconds, half of the first floor was filled.

This flash flood-like evil spirit makes one's scalp numb and his limbs cold just by seeing it.

For the first time, Mark experienced the fear he should have when facing a powerful [Evil].

The rushing aura, carrying unparalleled power, has not rolled to the front of the toes, and it has already made him, who should have a good chance of winning, feel like, "If I don't do anything, my heart will be broken in the next second." trance.

Susie's pupils were lifeless, and the already pale eyes suddenly turned into a pair of centipede-like converging eyes.

When a total of eight monocular eyes popped out of Aunt Susie's half-rotten face, it still surprised Mark and Byson.

Being stared at by eight weird bloody eyeballs, as if imprinting the appearance of the two into the deepest part of her soul full of hatred, this horrible feeling made Mark's heart twitch violently , goosebumps appearing all over the body.

No more hesitation, Mark yelled: “Hold on to me!”

This little idiot, Bison's legs were obviously weak for a while, and his face was as white as paper. What's interesting is that he never pulled his hips at such a critical moment, and she hugged Mark's waist.

In the next moment, while a huge wave of evil energy was rushing towards his face, the wind picked up.

The wind in the cabin was strong, but it shouldn't be this strong.

Miss Byson, who once closed her eyes in extreme fear, opened her eyes again under an inexplicable induction, and suddenly found a very special wooden arm overlapping Mark's left arm.

A puppet arm!

The wooden knuckles danced lightly like the wonderful fingers of a pianist.

Accompanied by the jumping of the fingers, bunches of spiritual threads flickering with light blue light and shadow danced quickly, easily chopping the thick wood on the wooden wall on their left into pieces that would not hinder the escape of the two.

"Boom—"

The wooden wall shattered as if it had been bombed, revealing a hole big enough for a carriage to pass through.

Immediately, there was a different scene on the left hand side of the two of them.

She never knew that the howling wind and the churning clouds could be so beautiful!

Before she could react, the very sharp-looking spiritual thread entangled her and Mark's bodies lightly, and a feeling of flying through the clouds came, and the light and shadow flew in the corner of her eyes. In the blink of an eye, they had come to the empty space outside the house. on the ground.

"Don't run!"

Accompanied by Suzy's soul roar, there was a deafening explosion.

The sound is so strong that there is an illusion that the eardrums are about to be torn.

The two-story wooden house exploded, and countless large and small pieces of wood splashed in all directions.

A piece of wood as thick as a human leg passed by less than five centimeters below Byson's left foot. She instinctively screamed, but the next second she was afraid that she would affect Mark's movements, so she tightly covered her mouth .

With unbelievable eyes, she stared at Suzie who jumped out of the ruins of the house—she no longer maintained her human shape, she was just like a big centipede with an exaggerated size.

With a diameter of nearly two meters and a body length of more than fifty meters, who is she going to eat, not just a child at a time?

No, calling her a centipede is kind of wrong.

Because whether it was her own chelicerae or the human legs snatched from the victim, the centipedes she was so proud of kept falling off.

Except for the large blood holes on both sides of her body that should have chelicerae, and her typical centipede head, there seems to be nothing wrong with calling her a snake.

Suddenly losing all her feet made Suzy's body very uncomfortable.

In a few seconds, she seemed to be getting used to this awkward mutilated body in her rage, and rolled and continued to kill Mark and the two of them.

Mark and the others... have been dragged by Lingsi, like a pair of puppet dolls, flying upside down for hundreds of meters.

Safe for the time being, feeling the strong embrace of Mark's left arm, Byson looked up at Mark full of admiration.

There was still a serious aftertaste on Mark's handsome friendless face, but she could clearly see the corners of Mark's mouth curled up.

"We...will win?"

"It's a sure win!" Mark was extremely determined.

[Anomaly] You also need to obey the rules.

If you lose your life, you have to pay the price.

But when to pay is learned.

Just like Minnie, she told him personally that as long as she has used her power, the price of [dancing] with her must be paid. Mark can temporarily not pay the price for cutting down a worthless opponent like the mutated lobster, and accumulate the small price, and then pay when she thinks it is enough.

If you use its power normally, if you delay paying the price, you will have to pay an additional price.

Minnie confessed that if Mark did not pay the price, she would forcibly reduce her favor with Mark. The favorability is low, she will probably run away, see you in the future, then the relationship between the two parties will probably have to start from the beginning.

For Susie's kind, it seems that some kind of exaggerated price is exchanged for temporary life and strength.

This is like burning a large piece of paper with fire. It seems that the fire is very hot, and it will be burnt out in a short time.

So Mark had no idea of ​​fighting Susie at all, and let Minnie lead them, flying past the fog-shrouded college buildings at high speed like an ape-man Tarzan flying through the jungle with vines.

Lady Centipede is here!

Driven by hatred and locked by the vision of the soul, she ignored all interference options, and killed in a straight line with unparalleled destructive power.

The solid stone wall originally used as the standard of the castle, under the terrible impact force of the giant centipede, it was broken at the first hit.

Large wall bricks weighing dozens of kilograms were easily smashed into pieces like a sandcastle by the sea.

The colonnades, partition walls, tables and chairs in the college, and everything with traces of human civilization, were all crushed to powder under this shocking destructive force.

It doesn't matter if the destructive power is high, the key is that she is fast.

Mark ran 400 meters first under the leadership of Minnie, and this monster seemed to be the first to come first, and would catch up at any time.

Where does this make Mark reason?

Fear welled up again. This fear is a mixture of the fear of the crisis itself and the instinctive horror of human beings towards abnormal things.

Feeling a chill from the depths of his soul, every cell was screaming "Run", under the extreme fear, Mark had a kind of calmness beyond fear.

Every muscle in the body obeyed his orders and made the most perfect coordination.

Stimulated by the soaring adrenaline, in front of Miss Byson, Mark, who was pulled by Lingsi to maintain an upside-down posture, raised his revolver.

"Bang! Bang! Bang! Bang! Bang! Bang!"

Mark emptied all the Holy Light bullets in the revolver in one go.

Miraculous!

All hits!

"Ahhh!" Susie the centipede let out a continuous scream, which resounded throughout the academy.

Six of her eight monocular eyes had already turned into six scorched black holes exuding a golden aura.

There was a faint smile on Mark's face: "Now at least in terms of eyes, we are even."

While talking and laughing, the eyeballs of the evil monster disappeared.

What a heroic feat this is.

If Miss Byson's pupils could have any other shape at this moment, it must be heart-shaped.

What the two of them didn't expect was that this scene was also witnessed by several students in the magic circle...

"Katrina, that monster is chasing and killing the Mark you like, right?"

"Yes...he's so handsome." Miss Katrina's voice sounded like a dream.

"No, what I want to ask is, what is he holding?"

"Uh, I, I don't know." The professor's daughter showed a strange expression on her face. She would rather see an illusion just now...

Here, the hunt is not over yet.

Suzy kept opening and closing her mouth.

Those pair of mouthparts that are as sharp as pliers, as long as it bites, it will definitely be able to dismember Mark on the spot.

However, Mark ran and stopped moving.

If one ignores the spiritual thread that hangs him, at this moment he stands vacantly in the air, letting the corners of his clothes flutter in the strong wind, it really feels like a saint descending.

Facing Ms. Centipede who was about to kill him, Mark pointed to the two portraits hanging at the entrance of the Mystery Academy: "Ms. Susie, guess what these two paintings are for?"