Chapter Fifty-Seven: Whisper of Nightmare

  If Middy is the sharpest sword on the battlefield, then Alice is the mastermind behind the scenes who makes the entire battlefield work. She overlooks the entire battlefield, grasps the overall situation, holds various mysterious trump cards in her hand, and can play one at any time to trigger a chain reaction and turn the tide of battle.

  And just like that, a mastermind was struck down, one sword piercing through his heart.

  One sword decides victory or defeat, even if it's a cold-blooded assassin, at this moment, wouldn't they feel extremely proud?

  But just as the silver-haired assassin had let his guard down for a moment due to joy, a blinding flash of lightning tore through the air and came crashing down from the sky.

  In the blink of an eye, the entire world turned into a overexposed black and white, except for the center, where a zigzagging dark shadow pierced through the sky. This lightning bolt existed for only a brief moment, and after a fleeting astonishment, it disappeared silently, leaving behind only a faint residual image in the air.

  It's too dazzling, so it can't show off its magnificent momentum; it's too swift, so there's no time to wait for shock and fear.

  However, its power will not be fleeting like a white horse passing through a gap, nor will it weaken by even a single thread.

  The silver-haired assassin didn't even have time to make a face, like a segment of burnt old tree trunk, and fell to the ground with a pop.

  At the same time, the outline of "Alice", who had been pierced through the heart, suddenly became blurred.

  The black-haired girl burst into a thousand feathers, along with her black coat, and flew away in the wind. Among the flying feathers, a small, pitch-black creature with a pierced chest fell to the ground, struggled for a few moments, and then stopped moving.

  Crow Robyn, this is what makes the true ability of the demon, "Substitute Puppet".

  By blocking a fatal attack for the master, this is its significance. After blocking, the crow will naturally be destroyed and needs to be repaired before it can function again. Therefore, only one fatal attack can be blocked at most.

  But for the high-ranking spirit "Raijin" that had been summoned long ago and was hiding in the wind, this moment was enough to counterattack.

  Did he even predict something like this would happen...?

  The petite figure of the Fog Witch rose with the wind and landed lightly on a rooftop over ten meters away. Looking at the enemy in front of her, who was now nothing but a charred mess, she couldn't help but think of Middy's suggestion before the battle - "You are the true core of this fight, so you must protect yourself well".

  It was precisely because of this sentence, and the unmasked tenderness in Mide's eyes when he said it, that Alice spared no expense in summoning a high-ranking lightning spirit to guard herself, despite its lack of contribution to the battle.

  But unexpectedly, the enemy accurately found their position and that of the summoned beast on this chaotic battlefield, and carried out a powerful sniper attack.

  Alice wanted to immediately go and launch a thrilling counterattack against the enemy who had heavily damaged Fog Demon and Night Demon, but now she could only stay where she was.

  Because the silver-haired assassin is still alive.

  That was a silver-haired girl in black armor, who looked about the same age as Eris.

  In the last moment, he forcibly dodged the lightning's direct attack, which was already a superhuman reaction speed. But what was even more unexpected was that despite being covered in burn marks all over his body, this assassin still didn't reveal a painful expression, and continued to stare straight at Eris, as if brewing up a new round of attacks.

  Alice couldn't help but furrow her brow.

  The Fog Witch could also endure being in excruciating pain without changing her expression, but that was due to her strong willpower. However, the enemy in front of her was different, she seemed to be born not knowing what pain was, just like a real-life doll.

  Moreover, Alice even discovered that the other party's body was brewing a morbid vitality, which was rapidly repairing her battered body while draining the girl's life.

  Swift attack, no delay!

  The witch of fog made the judgment without hesitation.

  In an instant, a spatial rift appeared between the two, and the high-ranking elemental spirit "Ice Shadow" stretched out its hands from within. With a slight accumulation of energy, it flung hundreds of sharp ice shards at the silver-haired assassin!

  However, this overwhelming offensive, like a hail of rain, failed to overwhelm the already heavily damaged enemy who could not even take a step forward.

  A gigantic honeycomb-like black magic shield suddenly appeared out of thin air, without even a tremble, and directly blocked all the icicles from the front.

  "Hey, miss, if you're too serious, it'll be quite troublesome for me." A leisurely voice rose above the countless bursting ice shards. "Although it's not yet thoroughly completed, this is after all an imperial experiment, and if it gets ruined, there won't be any way to explain it."

  The owner of the voice said, slowly walking out of the pervasive icy wind.

  This forty-year-old man was still the same as usual, wearing a plain gray robe, holding an old and worn-out staff, with his eyes narrowed, looking lazy, that kind and gentle expression, in this battlefield filled with blood and gunpowder, looked particularly out of place.

  But at the sight of this middle-aged man, Alice felt a chill run down her spine.

  No matter how light the tone is, no matter how gentle the attitude is, magic can't be deceived. And from this man's whole body emitting a kind of thorough chill, people feel only extreme madness and unimaginable strength.

  "I am Weissmann Newton, from the Alchemist's Guild of Delos Empire." The middle-aged man said with elegance, bowing slightly as if he were in a noble's ball rather than on a battlefield. "The master of 'White Cat' and 'Black Cat', it is an honor to meet you."

  The Witch of the Fog didn't answer; her attack was the answer.

  Because if she didn't launch an attack immediately, she felt that she would never have another chance to attack.

  "On the right side, two hundred-man teams were discovered. One of them was a wandering gunner team, and the other... was an elemental master team, with a 35-level elemental mage in it!" Krasite reported.

  "None of your business." Meddy replied curtly.

  From a tactical standpoint, this is simply unthinkable. If they don't make any detours and directly pass in front of the two powerful long-range units, it's equivalent to exposing the weakest side of the Night Blade Leopard Cavalry.

  Moreover, there is a 35th-level elemental mage on the opposite side, and the casualties will be even more severe.

  But even so, Mide still made this decision that could lead to many deaths without any hesitation.

  Because he knew there was no time for himself to make any more detours.

  Alice is very strong, and it can even be said that at this stage, she is stronger than Middy and Feena. Those unbelievable summoned beasts, just their attack methods alone are enough to make most enemies feel like they're in a maze with no exit.

  If she were to quantify her data, Alice would be a genius among geniuses who could easily clear 10 levels of challenges.

  But it is precisely because of this that if her summoned beast were to be defeated, then it would mean that the enemy she faces has surpassed her by at least 10 levels or more!

  For the Fog Witch who has already reached level 29, that means enemies above level 40.

  It's obvious that a 40-level Red Fox General can't accomplish this feat. Even if he saw through the Fog Demon and Night Demon, there's no way he could defeat two summoned beasts scattered in different locations at the same time.

  Only the Imperial people can achieve this point.

  "Wraith's Hand" Weissman Newton, 45th-level Death Knight!

  Mi Di clenched his teeth subconsciously, with anger filling his eyes.

  Anger at oneself.

  He should have thought of it long ago, because in the previous life's Arad calendar 986, when the Delos Empire invaded the Kingdom of Bellmare, the United Seth family, using the Blood Blade Thief Group, made the entire kingdom a bloody mess. That terrible imperial person was none other than Weissmann Newton!

  Although this aristocratic war in front of me did not happen in the previous life, however, Weissman is now hiding within the territory of the Principality, which can be completely inferred.

  Moreover, the previous separation of Count Joseph's body and soul was also a necromancer, especially the one with the title "Nightmare Hand" Weissman Newton is best at.

  Although the existence of the empire has been confirmed, why hasn't the identity of the opponent been inferred?

  Midi blamed himself in his heart.

  Facing a terrifying Death Knight with a level as high as 45, Alice currently has no chance of winning.

  Midi couldn't even bear to imagine what kind of terrible treatment Alice would suffer if she fell into the hands of that Weisman guy.

  It is said that in his past life, Weissman Newton was actually a high-ranking official of the Imperial Alchemy Guild and also one of the people in charge of the Birmaek Experimental Site, a place filled with bloodshed and devoid of emotions, where countless lives were slaughtered to create the Empire's biological weapons. And Alice, who possessed countless mysterious magical powers, was simply excellent material.

  Absolutely can't let Weissmann take Alice away!

  Midi let out a beast-like roar in his heart.

  In his past life, he experienced countless suffering and despair. Reborn until now, it was to protect the most important person in his life. If he had to watch again as his loved one was taken away before his eyes, what would be the meaning of rebirth? What would be the meaning of his efforts so far, perfectly merging with the ghost god, becoming a transcendent job changer, and constantly fighting again and again?

  As if sensing the master's anger and anxiety, the Bloodtooth Leopard's speed suddenly increased, instantly leaving behind the 300 Nightblade Leopard cavalrymen who were charging at full speed, riding off into the distance alone.

  Irvington wasn't big and after a brief few minutes, Middy had already arrived at the location where Alice was.

  But in the next moment, the scene reflected in Midie's eyes made his pupils suddenly constrict.

  White hair, gray hair, silver hair, three female ghost swordsmen formed a "pin" shape, surrounding Alice in the center, while the black-haired girl's face was pale to the extreme, and her mouth corner had overflowed with shocking fresh blood.

  Although she still stood upright as usual and tried to counterattack with high-ranking elemental spirits, but couldn't hide the weakness of her body.

  But what's worse is that the notorious "Nightmare Hand" was chanting a long and obscure incantation not far away.

  "Large-scale Instant Transfer Magic!" Miti instantly recognized it.