Ashes Of Deep Sea

Chapter 395 - 395 399 Connection

?Chapter 395: Chapter 399 “Connection Chapter 395: Chapter 399 “Connection When the first deformed freak charged at her with a scream, Agatha merely shifted her body slightly, and at the moment she intersected with the enemy, she tapped the creature’s limbs with her cane, causing it to burst into flames in an instant in the “Cremation.” She then raised her cane before the pale fierce flames hit the ground, drawing a dazzling white line from the fire, leading it to fall into the road ahead, spreading like flowing fire to burn those ugly monsters.

She tried to avoid making extensive body movements to reduce fatigue and pain, and she tried to avoid contact with those freaks to lessen the mental strain—since she didn’t know how many indestructible monsters were waiting ahead, she had to conserve her strength.

She was not averse to death; she knew that her body could still fight after its death, all the way to turning into ashes, which would float around this cursed place, continuously purifying those disgusting creatures—she was never afraid of all this, but before embracing death, she still wanted to investigate the truth here and stop the heretics’ actions as much as possible.

Attacks on her became more frequent along the way, and the actions of the deformed freaks grew more restless, vaguely proving one thing—she was headed in the right direction; the lair of the heretics was right ahead.

More black sludge seeped out from the nearby walls and arches; every pore and crevice here was a breeding ground for these deformed beings. Due to the terrain, the appearance of these “replicas” began to become more bizarre and difficult to deal with.

A faint hissing sound came from behind, and a sense of alarm rose in Agatha’s heart. Feeling sluggish from fatigue, she could only awkwardly twist her body at a critical moment, using the cane in her hand to block—an acute pain shot through her shoulder as she saw a dazzling spark burst from the middle of the cane, sending a figure clad in black, holding a guardian’s cane, flying.

The figure fell to the ground and then crawled up like some repulsive soft-bodied creature. He lifted his head, under the black hat was a face slowly melting and deforming, in that horrifying visage, certain familiar contours could vaguely be discerned.

The next second, the flowing face solidified, transforming into a young man with distinct facial contours—he looked up at Agatha, a puzzled expression on his face, “Captain? What are you doing here?”

Agatha’s fingers tightened around the cane, her gaze blank for a second.

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