Infinite Ebullience
Chapter 1260 - 14: The Ghost Bride

Chapter 1260: Chapter 14: The Ghost Bride

The Magic Mirror was damaged, and the masked man let out a piercing scream. Sound waves surged, causing the cave to shake and gradually collapse, with falling rocks striking down several unlucky souls.

"Ruan Feifei, Xin Lan, mass kill!" Tang Zheng stomped on the Magic Mirror, and Xuedaimaru made a long, narrow crack on its surface.

Pang Meiqin guarded Tang Zheng’s surroundings, attacking the Cyclops that rushed towards them. Amid the sizzling sound of motors, the giant turned into chunks of flesh, with blood splattered everywhere.

Mu Nianqi killed a giant and ferociously attacked the Magic Mirror, her interest only piqued by a boss fight.

"Ice Age!" From Li Xinlan’s wristwatch flowed a column of water, which instantly froze, forming an umbrella shape at the top of the cave, blocking the falling stones.

The female anchor’s fingertips emitted blue electric arcs. As she waved her hand, they scattered about, striking the surrounding giants. Then, they expanded rapidly as blue electric arcs enveloped their bodies, charring the skin and flesh and billowing thick smoke.

Jing Lan released her Ghost Reaper, who flew behind a giant. The sickle sliced across its neck without any visible wound or blood flow, but directly pulled out the giant’s soul, appearing like a semi-transparent balloon floating in mid-air. The Reaper swung her sickle, decapitating it, and the giant fell to the ground with a thunderous noise.

Watching the giant’s eerie death and the cloaked, sinister Reaper, the newbies got goosebumps all over, and even Jing Lan felt a chill. In fact, she had earned a big advantage. This unique ability could play the most significant role in a fantasy theme. If used well, it could even surpass Dong Zixuan and Teng Yuangxiang’s survival abilities.

As Tang Zheng shattered the Magic Mirror and unlocked everyone’s abilities, the battle began to tilt towards the Warhammer team, especially the experienced teammates who, through division of labor and cooperation, gradually overwhelmed the Cyclops legion.

The Magic Mirror, surrounded and unable to perform teleportation, struggled and suddenly shot out like a cannon shell, attempting to escape from the cave entrance. However, it was struck by Mu Nianqi’s blade and fell back, crashing into Dantai. The special agent vomited blood and tumbled away.

Tang Zheng unleashed Gravity Suppression, visibly causing the air around him to sink. The grass stirred, and the Magic Mirror crashed down onto the ground like a stranded catfish, struggling.

The masked man opened his mouth to emit smoke but was thwarted as Xuedaimaru was thrust into his mouth, causing his head to shatter and dissipate.

"Clean your necks and wait, I’ll be back to settle accounts with you!" As the Magic Mirror shattered, the cave filled up with the masked man’s roaring threats.

Tang Zheng bent down, picked up a fragment of the mirror, and a giant tried to seize the opportunity to crush him. It was struck by a nearby military commander’s warhammer and embedded into the cave wall.

Mu Nianqi also picked up a piece, but before she could examine it, it crumbled into powder. Tang Zheng, quick to react, used Gravity Suppression to bind them and collected them into a bottle.

"Your team members are barely competent!" Mu Nianqi, watching Lin Weiguo’s group fight, sneered, though she actually thought little of it, astonished that there was only one Fourth Order and two Third Orders, utterly shabby.

With the masked man gone and the Teleportation Gate losing magical support, they all disappeared, leaving the Cyclops extremely vulnerable and easily slaughtered.

"Tao Tao, Jing Xiang, help heal the injured, and the rest of you search the cave to see if there are any spoils of war?" Tang Zheng approached Sha Ou’s body, which, although not eaten, was stripped of clothes and skewered over a campfire, charred beyond recognition.

Song Xin felt a bit of compassion, hearing the screams of two injured newbies, and used her ability to heal them.

Gu Xueqi wouldn’t waste life energy on them as they held no value.

"Don’t use your ability, just apply some medicine and bandage the wounds," Ruan Feifei advised Song Xin, handing a roll of bandages to the newbies, "Do it yourself."

"Why?" Song Xin asked, confused, as nearby newbies also looked on, waiting for an explanation.

"In the game, you can only rely on yourself. Doing this will make them adopt lazy habits!" The female anchor lied. She couldn’t tell Song Xin that newbies who got injured as soon as they entered were certainly doomed, and it wasn’t worth wasting life energy on them.

Song Xin looked at the injured, hesitating.

"Listen to her!" It was rare for Tang Zheng not to try to curry favor, but he spoke up to discourage Song Xin.

"No, please save me, I’m begging you!" The injured newbie, seeing his companion healed while he was still in severe pain, suddenly sprang up, grabbed Song Xin’s arm with a sweaty forehead. He wasn’t foolish and knew that in his state, he would die quickly facing any danger.

"Get lost!" The female anchor kicked the newbie in the stomach, knocking him over.

Song Xin, still unaccustomed to this cruelty, watched the newbie convulse in agony, frowning slightly, but ultimately, she did not save him. She wasn’t naive enough to offend Ruan Feifei for the sake of a newbie.

"You’re all too selfish. The best chance for us to survive is by working together," said the injured man, still trying to argue his point, but unfortunately, he was up against a female broadcaster with a Chinese literature degree.

"Cooperation is based on equal strength. As far as we’re concerned, you guys are a burden. The least you can do is not drag us down!" Ruan Feifei didn’t spare any face for the newbies as she loudly scolded them.

The university students, upon hearing such grating words, were visibly dissatisfied and looked to Mu Nianqi, hoping the student council president would mediate fairer terms.

"President, you have to help me!" The injured man, no longer concerned about his pride as a man, begged humbly in a bid to survive, adopting a pitiful demeanor.

"Stand up straight. Have you no dignity left? If they don’t help, are you just going to sit here and wait to die?" Queen Mu had no respect for such men and expertly shifted the topic, "I’m going to scout the area. Those who are brave enough, follow me!"

The university students stepped out unanimously, their hostility towards the female broadcaster undisguised—still fiery and youthful, not knowing how to hide their feelings.

"Is it okay to have division already?" Song Xin was worried.

"It doesn’t matter, Mu Nianqi is harsher than anyone. Should danger arise, she’d definitely use the newbies as cannon fodder. That’ll save us the trouble of being the bad guys. Besides, this game is tough. Whether those newbies are around or not doesn’t make much of a difference, they might all be dead within a day," Tang Zheng said, not bothering to spend energy on wooing the newbies as numerous doubts swirled in his mind, making him restless.

"Let’s go, don’t keep Lu Fan waiting!" Dantai urged, leading the way out of the cave. The rest followed, with Tang Zheng deliberately lagging behind to observe them.

"What’s the matter?" Pang Meiqin was puzzled, having already thoroughly investigated the identities of Song Xin and Jing Lan. Her approach now was merely to declare her claim over Tang Zheng.

Song Xin had intended to walk with Tang Zheng, but now she had to stop.

"It’s nothing, Song Xin. Stay in the middle of the group." Covering the rear might be dangerous, and Tang Zheng didn’t want to lose the only two healers they had.

"Hmm!" Song Xin, cheered by Tang Zheng’s concern, was very happy.

"You need to be proactive. See, Tang Zheng is very popular with women. Otherwise, you won’t even get the scraps," Zhao Dongtao sided with Song Xin, realizing that suddenly entering a team might make one feel alienated, and her formidable ability made him feel quite inferior.

The giant’s cave was located on a mountain ridge, and as everyone exited, they saw an endless forest of towering trees that blotted out the sky. The sky was covered with lingering dark clouds, making the world dim and it was hard to tell the time.

"Let’s just take it one step at a time. Here are some marks left by Lu Fan!" On a stone, there was an arrow painted in oil paint, pointing deep into the forest.

Little Lolita, bold and skilled, had already gone ahead to scout.

The survivors began to descend the mountain. Every hundred meters, there would definitely be an arrow. There was no need to worry about getting lost, but the environment was terrible. The forest was very dark, with large leaves blocking the sunlight and dust forming light columns from the Tyndall effect. The temperature was very low, making it feel like being in an air-conditioned room.

The tall man walked alone in the dense forest, full of resentment. After killing an alumnus, he only thought of escaping the cave as quickly as possible, but accidentally got lost.

"F**k this shit!" the tall man cursed as he tripped over a tree root and rolled down a slope. After he stood up, he suddenly found a small path before him. Delighted, his heart skipped a beat at the thought of surviving alone in this environment without any wilderness survival skills.

Whoosh, a flock of crows took flight, startling the tall man, Lu Taijiang, into a cold sweat as he attempted to return the way he came. He immediately turned and ran, only for a black shadow to suddenly fall, striking him right on the head.

Lu Taijiang looked up and instantly got the chills. Before him was a woman in a wedding dress, her skin deathly pale. She tilted her head with her lips slightly closed, clearly already dead, as her neck was tied with a white silk ribbon, hanging among the trees!

"Amitabha, may the resentful ghosts retreat!" Lu Taijiang murmured, hugging his arms and walking around the hanged bride, preparing to leave. Yet, he couldn’t help but sneak a peek out of curiosity.

The bride’s gown was a short dress style, covering only the buttocks, exposing two long legs wrapped in white suspender stockings, and she also wore white high-heels. Although dead, her body was pristine and her skin still looked elastic and glossy, causing Lu Taijiang to swallow his saliva.

"Should I take her down and give her artificial respiration? Maybe there’s still a chance!" Lu Taijiang’s gaze landed on the bride’s chest, where much of her delicate breasts were exposed, changing his mind as he gripped the knight sword and walked towards the corpse.

"I’m here to save you. If you turn into a ghost, don’t come after me, okay?" Lu Taijiang was a bit superstitious, very afraid of ghosts and the like, mumbling to himself, "Seems like she hasn’t been dead long, still smells like perfume!"

As Lu Taijiang approached the bride, he sprang up, trying to cut the rope when the bride’s eyes, filled with blood strands, suddenly opened, glaring at him like swords.

Lu Taijiang’s face drained of color as he fell to the ground and then scrambled away frantically. However, after a few steps, a ribbon shot out, wrapping around his neck and hanging him like a lamb to the slaughter.(To be continued. If you like this work, feel free to vote or provide monthly support at qidian.com. Your support is my greatest motivation.)/p>