Something strange happened.
The beautiful body that had lost its life not only did not fall down, but instead maintained its original posture and stood in the spire, standing in front of Rubare.
Seeing this strange scene, Lubare instinctively felt that something was wrong, but he didn't know where the feeling came from.
In an instant, he retreated at a super speed that seemed to be able to catch up with these questions. Although he was much younger than the real Zu Hai, he had the ability to live up to his noble name.
Then, he heard a voice.
Strange noises.
Different from the sound of air vibrations that vibrate the eardrum.
It was something more fundamental—the friction of an alien being that could not possibly exist in this dimension, a friction sound that the soul seemed to have directly heard.
Then, a breath that did not belong to this world emanated from the "inside of the orange".
It was an indescribable magical power. Even the secret treasure that Lubare regarded as his greatest reliance could not match this magical power. It was a terrifying magical power that made people feel despair.
At the same time, the strange sound that no one had ever heard before became even more piercing, so piercing that it made Lubare want to go crazy.
With a slight "pop", the orange's belly broke.
Not clothes or flesh, but stripped away like the material of a statue - the wound that opened there was a kind of "door".
From the slightly opened gap, all that could be seen was pitch black. Even the Dark Vision of the Dead Apostles, which was far superior to that of humans, could not see clearly. It was as if the darkness had a form and was contained inside.
Pitch-black darkness.
A hell with no end or even distance.
At the bottom of darkness that cannot be reached by any magic or technology, there are two points of light shining.
There were two eyes, two eyes - although they did not meet the general definition of eyes, Lubare knew that they were two eyes.
An unintelligible wail emanated from the throat of the "Dead Apostle of the Lake".
Orange's body was crumbling, and at the same time, a black shadow extended out from it at a rapid speed.
The thorny tentacles and ominous claws bound the dead apostle who had retreated to the corner and tried to hurt his master.
"Um... uh..."
Reason told Rubare that he should resist, but his body could not make any movement. He could only watch his body being tied up by tentacles and claws, dragged into the "door" of Aozaki Orange, and chewed by thousands of sharp teeth.
At this moment, Lubare felt the emotions of the victims whose blood he had drained before they died. This feeling was called fear, a fear that was enough to crush the soul. Even if only the size of a fingertip was eaten away, the emotions were already completely filled with negative emotions.
It's over. It's over.
The life of a dead apostle and the ideals of Zu were all over.
The monster began to eat from his feet with thousands of small mouths. He could only be eaten alive like this. Before he lost consciousness, he only had the sight of his head, facing the puppet master who had lost his life.
Her eyes were open, as if she was willing to watch this horrible death. Somehow, Lubarre felt that this empty look was full of contempt, as if to say - I am not bluffing, I will kill you if I say I will.
My dear father, you really shouldn't have anything to do with these monsters!
The last piece of brain was chewed.
That is the final thought of the "Dead Apostle of the Lake".
He died without having the chance to activate that precious secret treasure.
The monster that devoured the dead apostles was not satisfied. The dark "box" that had lost its shape and could only be seen vaguely spread outward again. Ten or a hundred times more thorn tentacles than before were released from the inside of the dark "box" in one go.
floor.
wall.
Pillar.
Even decoration.
These tentacles dragged everything they touched into the main body hidden in the "box", leaving the outside world with a darkness deeper than that of this land of eternal night, and the ever-spreading maddening magic power.
All beings who witnessed this scene, whether they were Dead Apostles or humans, were stunned.
The humans were fine because they had been informed in advance and knew that it was a gift Orange had prepared specifically for Lubare, but they didn't expect the gift to be so exaggerated.
The dead apostles were filled with fear, shocked by the indescribable horror of the monster and afraid of the monster's ability to kill their ancestor.
The dead apostles in the castle are all connected to Rubare by blood. Once he dies, all the dead apostles will feel it. The descendants who directly obtain the "original fluid" and power from Rubare will also be implicated and their strength will be reduced.
The direct result was that the killing of Sakura, Fujino and Loreleiya, who acted separately, was smoother.
Fujino, who was in charge of the part east of the spire, twisted the last Dead Apostle in the area into a ball, and Sakura, who was in her team, stabbed the Dead Apostle's heart with the "God Spear Bow Sword", finishing him off completely.
Then, the two girls looked towards the spire that was already half covered in darkness.
"The teacher seems to have succeeded."
"Well, let's hurry over and join Sister Orange."
Meanwhile, Loreleija, who was alone, was also looking at the monster that was showing off its presence. She remembered a legend she had heard from the Observatory, Karion.
Legend has it that one of the "sealed targets", the "Grand" puppeteer Aozaki Touko, raises a monster. This monster has no name, and it is only known that it has always been in Aozaki Touko's hands, but no one has seen through its mysterious true face, and perhaps even Aozaki Touko herself does not know the true situation of the monster.
All that is known is that this monster cannot speak, that it has devoured double-digit executors, and most importantly—this monster is immortal!
"What on earth was Aozaki Touko thinking by releasing such a monster?"
Lorelaia shook her ponytail, turned around and ran towards the spire. Before leaving, she did not forget to blast the female undead who had escaped from her into ashes.
The three girls arrived almost at the same time, and the first thing they said was to ask Wuhui who was guarding outside the tower.
"Teacher/Miss Orange/Sister, where are you?"
When asked, Wuhui had a strange expression on her face: "Uh, Ms. Orange is with my body."
"What?" The three girls looked at each other, all with confused expressions.
Orange was with them just over ten minutes ago, so why did she run to Oslo, hundreds of kilometers away
"Well, Sister Orange said the specific method is a secret."
"Did she say what to do here? If we leave this thing alone, it might swallow the whole castle." After all, Lorelaia was born the Queen of the Clock Tower, so she considered things more thoroughly.
"Yes, she said to wait for its eyes to show and then throw the box over to it."
Wuhui was carrying an oversized suitcase in her hand. Its cubic shape reminded Lorelei of something legendary.
"A box that seals monsters in mythology... As expected of Aozaki Touko, she can even make something like this. It seems that this operation is over. It's a pity that I can't contact Shinji and tell him the good news. Where did the second magician take him? I wonder if he really took him to travel to a parallel world."
Lorelaia didn't know that what she said casually was the standard answer. The boy they were both worried about had gone to another world, a world called "Fate Apocrypha".
PS: Currently, I tend to think that Orange's trump card comes from Cthulhu Mythos. Anyone who has seen it will have their San value plummet. In other words, Orange and Hengfei Ji (Funniang, real name Francois, Marshal's ally, original owner of the teaching) killed each other dozens of times, which was completely a Cthulhu civil war.