With a satisfied smile, the girl walked on while continuing to sing the song, as if she were not in the midst of a horrific slaughter. Each step she took crushed the red flowers that looked like blood, creating a terrifying trail and a symbol of the dangerous game she was playing.
One by one, the guards were caught, forced to play this dreadful game. Their screams could be heard, but nothing could change their fate. Each pattern made with the flower string became more complex, more deadly, sending every life to hell in different ways.
Fewer and fewer people were still alive in the villa. Some guards couldn't take it anymore and shot themselves, while others ran around, searching for an escape, but it was all in vain. No one dared to fight back or protect Murray Anthony anymore.
The girl kept her distance from Murray Anthony. She only hunted the guards one by one, in increasingly cruel ways, without hesitation and without mercy. Each step she took seemed to ignore the suffering happening around her, solely focused on the game she was playing.
Finally, when the last guard, who looked helpless, had his insides ripped out with scissors made from flower string, only Murray Anthony remained alive nearby.
The girl stood amidst the chaos, singing a song like a little bird coming home from school, as if the world around her was unaffected by the horrors that had just occurred.
But suddenly, the girl's smile faded, along with a loud scraping sound coming from behind her. The girl turned quickly, her eyes fixed on the sea of flowers behind her, which suddenly appeared darker and more frightening.
With a horrifying scraping sound, a gold ring flew through the air, moving straight toward the girl's head with deadly speed.
A flash of black light crossed the girl's eyes, as if a blaze of hatred flickered within them. Without hesitation, the girl quickly wove the fallen string into a net, spreading it around the gold ring that had vanished.
Hehehe!
The glowing string snapped loudly, and the gold ring disappeared as if swallowed by an invisible darkness. However, at that moment, the cracked flower string transformed into flowing red pus, staining the girl's sweet little face. Her once cheerful face now looked terrifying, covered in dried blood, and her expression turned into uncontrollable rage.
"Who is that?!" the girl shouted with a voice full of anger, her pale face now marked with bloodstains, as if reflecting the burning fury in her heart.
"Drive away the evil one!" The voice echoed, and at that instant, the sea of red flowers rolled and condensed, forming a large door made of falling petals.
Two figures emerged from behind that "door." One male and one female.
The man had dark skin, wore a simple, worn robe, and carried a short staff tied to his back. His gaze was sharp and full of hatred, as if ready to destroy anything that stood in his way.
The woman was of Japanese-American nationality, wearing a simple robe, and carrying a long staff on her back. She appeared calm, but there was a dangerous aura emanating from her.
"You hellspawn bastard, you need to go back to your hometown!" The black man roared angrily, quickly drawing the staff from his back and leaping towards the girl with incredible speed.
Magical power surged through his short staff, creating a whirlwind of air that stirred around him and exhaled fiery breath, ready to burn anything in front of him.
"Nosy witch!" the girl cursed with a fierce expression, her face twisted in anger, and in an instant, she raised her hand. Red flowers that were scattered everywhere quickly gathered to form thick shields, deflecting the man's attack.
However, the black man was undeterred. With a skillful movement, he twisted his waist in the air, drawing the staff into a perfect arc. With tremendous force, he swung his staff and shattered two flower shields on the left. Then, with deadly speed, he turned and swept, destroying the flower shield behind the girl.
As the black man landed, he thrust his short staff forward like a sharp spear, piercing the flower shield in front of the girl. Without stopping, he swung his staff brutally, striking the girl's head with a force that made the surrounding air tremble.
At that moment, a burst of fire appeared at the edge of the sea of flowers. A magical fan spinning rapidly struck the man's magic staff, causing sparks to fly, adding tension to the increasingly heated battle.
"Who is that?" Both sorcerers were taken aback. The magical fan used by the girl was clearly a Kamar-Taj magic. It was impossible for anyone from the same sect to stop them in their effort to subdue the demon they were hunting.
"Senior Brother Mordo, can you give me a little face?"
"After this girl takes her revenge, I will personally send her to where she belongs."
However, facing two formidable enemies, the girl's strength began to wane. The red flowers that once filled the mountains and plains started to disappear in pieces, leaving only darkness enveloping the area around them.
After the sea of flowers vanished, more figures emerged from the darkness.
In front of them, although the entire body of the person was covered, the two sorcerers could recognize the figure with just a glance.
Mordo's eyebrows shot up, and he said with a voice full of anger, "Lance, why do you want to defend this girl?"
Lance, the figure who appeared before them, stepped forward calmly. "Brother Mordo, Master Tina, I am not defending a hellish monster. I am defending justice. This girl's entire family was killed by this trash. I just want to wait for this girl to rid herself of all her hatred, then let this man go with her."
"Nonsense!" Mordo shouted, growing angrier. Mordo's stern and rigid face showed his disapproval of Lance's opinion. "We don't have time to let this hatred fester. We can't let this monster continue to live!"
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