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"Come!"
With a clear shout, the dark clouds in the sky were churned into a mess, and the rampant lightning bolts gnawed at the sky, finally spitting out a lightning thread as thick as an arm.
Connecting heaven and earth.
The frenzied lightning descended in an instant, striking Lu Zizhen's sword directly!
Lightning continued to surge, eroding the armor made of talisman paper on Lu Zizhen's body, and the glowing talisman paper was burned to ashes in an instant.
Firelight, lightning, and cinnabar red light completely enveloped Lu Zizhen, leaving all the exorcists utterly terrified.
The talisman armor immediately opened, becoming a bell-shaped cage. Lightning crackled between the talismans, but it didn't touch Lu Zizhen once.
Lu Zizhen's face, though shrouded in lightning, remained resolute. She pointed her sword at the person who was tearing open...
The siren's horn slowly advanced through the woods.
"Hey!"
She extended the tip of her sword from the lightning cage, and all the lightning bolts shot out in the direction her sword pointed, striking the monster.
A series of crackling thunderclaps rang out, and lightning struck the siren head directly, then scattered in all directions, igniting the surrounding trees, but the fire was quickly extinguished by the torrential rain.
"Woo——"
This time, the siren's alarm was accompanied by a scream as it fell backward.
But before Lu Zizhen could relax, the sound of trees being snapped and broken came from behind, and a brand new siren head emerged from the dense forest.
...Brand new?!
Does the siren have two heads?
The exorcists present felt as if they had fallen into an ice cellar.
Upon seeing this, Lu Zizhen's eyes widened, she gritted her teeth, and looked up at the sky again.
"Come!"
Her eyes were filled with madness, showing no sign of retreat or fear; she seemed to be acting crazy and fearless.
Another bolt of lightning struck the woman fiercely and mercilessly.
………………
The rumbling thunder startled Huaiyin, who was already half asleep, awake.
She rubbed her eyes and looked out the window. Heavy raindrops pounded against the window, making all she could see a blurry, mottled light and shadow and a curtain of water.
The room was rather cold and damp, unlike at home. If Dou Tang were home, the house would be warm, even if there were countless resentful objects just a wall away.
She clenched the candies in her hand, the thirteen candies forming a small ball that seemed to stick together, as if ordinary candies had been softened by the warmth of her hand.
She stood up, walked to the window, and opened it slightly.
"call--"
A cold, damp wind blew in, making her shiver involuntarily.
"Woo——"
I could hear what sounded like an alarm, but it was muffled and unclear amidst the thunder.
It was so dark outside; all I could see was what looked like lightning flashing in the distant mountains.
Where is my brother?
Wait, where could Ren Doutang be?
She blinked blankly.
Just then, someone gently knocked on the door of the room.
A soft sound came from outside the door.
"Kaiyin-chan? Kiryu-kun? Are you there?"
What is Chinatsu Kume doing here?
Huaiyin hesitated for a moment, but ultimately decided to open the door. Based on her understanding of Kume Chika, she knew that if she didn't open the door, this girl might pester her for a long time out of worry.
Upon opening the door, Chinatsu Kume peeked inside with some concern. Finding only Kaine in the room, she asked in surprise, "Kaine-neechan! Where's Kiryu-kun?!"
Huaiyin sighed and said, "He went out."
"Out?!" Chinatsu Kume exclaimed in surprise, then quickly covered her mouth, afraid of waking the people downstairs, and whispered, "Where did he go? Why hasn't he come back yet? Won't he get wet in this heavy rain?"
Why are you so concerned about him...?
Huaiyin lowered her head, looking a little sullen, and didn't answer.
Kume Chinatsu glanced uneasily at the window, then pursed her lips and continued, "Kaiyin, when...when did he go out? Should we contact him?"
Your concern for him makes it seem like I didn't keep a close eye on him and let him escape.
Huaiyin shook her head, holding the candy: "Sister Kume, don't worry about him, he's fine."
But I still have some concerns.
Huaiyin admitted that she was really worried. She had never encountered such a situation before, no matter what kind of evil spirits or supernatural phenomena there were, let alone Doutang who had gone to the beach.
What if he got swept away by the raging storm? Huaiyin dared not imagine the consequences.
Should we really go out and look for them?
Huaiyin returned to the house, picked up her phone, and called Doutang, but received a message that the phone was out of service. This usually meant that Doutang had transformed and had thrown away his belongings, so his phone had no signal.
Chinatsu Kume also heard the reply on the phone, and her expression changed: "Kaiyin, where did he go? The weather outside is terrible, what if something happens to him?"
Huaiyin was already getting dressed. She didn't know why she suddenly became flustered, but the unease that welled up in her heart because of his absence was getting stronger and stronger.
"He went to the beach... I'll go find my brother, Kume-neechan, don't come with me." Huaiyin found a rainproof windbreaker, put it on, wrapped herself up like a little bear, said this in a muffled voice, and was about to go out.
"What are you talking about? How could we possibly let a little kid like you out again!"
Chinatsu Kume was unaware of their secret; all she knew was that she couldn't let Hokane go out alone to search for someone in such terrible weather.
"I'm with you!"
Huaiyin pushed her away somewhat awkwardly: "Really, don't worry about me, Kume-neechan. I'll bring my brother back. You don't need to worry about him!"
Before Kume Chinatsu could answer, she had already run downstairs, and Kume Chinatsu quickly chased after her.
Huaiyin changed her shoes at the door and rushed into the rain without stopping. Kume Chinatsu, who hadn't taken a coat, shivered and hesitated for a moment.
Then, she even abandoned the idea of grabbing her coat and rushed straight into the rain.
She caught up with Huaiyin in the rain, saw the surprise in Huaiyin's eyes, and shivered again as she brushed her hair aside.
"Where...where did he go? We need to find him right away and come back immediately, don't delay!"
"Are you crazy? Go back and get dressed!"
Chinatsu Kume ignored what she was saying and foolishly dragged her towards the beach.
She may not know what these two people have really been through, but she still wants to lend a helping hand despite her own shortcomings. This kind of naive kindness shocked Huaiyin.
The two disappeared into the rain and ran towards the dark beach, with thunder still flashing in the distant mountains behind them.
Thirteen candies were stuffed in Huaiyin's pocket, eager to be eaten.
Chapter 116 The Clash Between the Old and the New Era
The two siren heads stood together, constantly moving closer to Lu Zizhen, only to be repeatedly repelled by flashing lightning.
Just then, a scream rang out from among the exorcists.
"Ho..."
A man clutched his neck, blood trickling down his neck. His terrified and bewildered eyes looked around, as if searching for who had done it.
"Huhuhu..."
Soon, the sound of bats flapping their wings and clashing with steel echoed, and a swarm of eerie, silvery creatures gathered in the air. Countless tiny evil spirits transformed into a swarm of bees made of blades, tearing through the air to attack the exorcist.
The priest Ito, who had been lying low, finally made his move, and at the most crucial moment.
Since Lu Zizhen Teng won't take action against him, we can only rely on the exorcists.
Dressed in priest's robes, he emerged from the darkness, still waving his snow-white folding fan, but beneath the fan lurked countless dark shadows.
He didn't pay any attention to anyone else; his extremely cold and narrow eyes were fixed on Lu Zizhen.
"Miss Lu, we meet again."
Priest Ito lightly waved his folding fan, and black paper figures flew out from the darkness behind him with a whoosh, transforming into vicious long snakes that attacked the exorcists.
The exorcists could only retaliate in panic, but most of them were pounced on by the long snakes before they could even make a move. The sharp edges of the paper figures and the scythes of the bats rushed forward, turning those poor creatures into rotten flesh wrapped in raincoats, with blood flowing together with the rain.
Even at the very end, the surviving exorcists could only retreat repeatedly under the protection of the tall Aida Gaku, whose ancient gloves were emitting a bright light.
Priest Ito looked at the group of exorcists with a disappointed expression and shook his head, saying, "Do you see that, Miss Lu? Only when you actually see the actions of those exorcists will you truly realize that people like us are different."
He closed his fan and pointed at those people: "What kind of exorcists are ordinary ones? Just observing a vengeful spirit takes such a huge price, and you and I..."
He reached out and stroked the long snake made of black paper figures beside him: "We are obviously different, Miss Lu. I think you must have felt the changes in this world. The vengeful spirits have become stronger, and so have we."
"But some people are different. They are still fragile and insignificant, and compared to us, it's like... gods and mortals."
His tone was arrogant, filled with contempt for ordinary exorcists. After all, ordinary exorcists can only communicate with and dispel vengeful spirits through various spells. If you had to describe it, they are like the exorcists in traditional ghost movies who use shamanistic rituals to exorcise demons.
Holding a spirit board or sword, listening to the voices of the deceased and burning incense to help them pass on, they look no different from ordinary people. This is what an exorcist is like.
But characters like Ryūzō and Itō Shūjin are different; they are more like exorcists in popular culture's works of art—cool and surreal, as if they had superpowers.
The vengeful spirits attached to various objects disturb people's minds, and people rely on the power of ordinary exorcists to exorcise them. The whole process is almost devoid of any obvious supernatural elements.
Lu Zizhen, on the other hand, seems to be an existence from another world, shrouded in unusual phenomena and driven by supernatural forces.
Aida Gaku is the kind of person caught in the middle. He has a pair of gloves that can touch evil spirits and inflict harm, but that's all he is.
Not far away, the two siren heads continued their dejected steps, taking one step forward and two steps back, their brass-colored bodies crackling with lightning, trapped in place.
Finally, the thunder in the sky subsided, and the two siren heads finally collapsed, exhausted.
Lu Zizhen cried out in pain and knelt down on the ground.
She took a deep breath and looked at Priest Ito: "What nonsense are you spouting? What are you trying to say?"
Priest Ito said unhurriedly, "Miss Lu, there's only one thing I want to say: don't you want to witness... the transition from the old era to the new era?"
What nonsense are you spouting?
Unfazed by the insults, he waved his fan and pointed to the distant sea: "In that sea, there exists an ancient deity called Ito Ogami, a malevolent spirit that has emerged from history."
He then pointed to the forest behind him: "And Siren Head, Miss Lu, Siren Head is an urban legend whose origins can be traced, but it has become true."
“Ancient, long-worshipped, abandoned, and forgotten evil deities.”
"A brand new urban legend that was briefly spread, briefly talked about, and briefly feared."
With an excited smile on his face, he said somewhat maniacally, "Miss Lu! Don't you want to know which side is stronger?"
"Brand new urban legends, and ancient myths!"
Lu Zizhen sneered.
"So why did you summon these exorcists? Weren't you the one who initiated the distress call?"
Priest Ito shrugged and looked at the exorcists, saying, "Miss Lu, the beginning of a new era is never forged in silence, but can only erupt under the watchful eyes of the masses!"
Lu Zizhen sighed, glancing at the injured exorcists beside her.
Those people were still under attack from Priest Ito, and now very few were still standing.
We still need to stall for time...
She continued, "So what are you planning to do next? This sudden move is just to put on a good show for us?"
He snapped open his fan, looking completely confident.
"Of course, I think you'll see a good show soon."
In the mountains behind, the two siren heads stood up again, still somewhat unsteady, but they seemed to have recovered considerably.
As soon as Priest Ito pointed inside the shrine, black paper figures swarmed out, stormed into the shrine, and carried out a heavy object wrapped in cloth.
It's that stone statue.
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