Chapter 503

Chapter 380 – Occult Professor

At this moment, her promotion ceremony had finally come to an end. She had successfully advanced to become a White Chalk Tier Extraordinary Being, an Occult Professor.

After the ceremony, Dorothy stood up from the magical array. After brushing off the soil from her little cotton dress, she turned her head towards the distance, in the direction the enemies were flying.

“There are still three kilometers… Fortunately, if handled properly, there’s no need to reveal my appearance…”

Looking at the distant sky, Dorothy murmured, “There’s still three kilometers… Fortunately, if handled properly, there’s no need to reveal my appearance…”

At this moment, she didn’t have time to check the specific changes after her advancement. Now, she needed to use her ability to deal with the incoming enemy.

Without hesitation, Dorothy took out her magic box, adjusted the entrance to its maximum, and placed it on the ground. Then, Dorothy activated her ability, controlling the zombie puppet inside the magic box. Soon after, Edric, dressed in a gray trench coat, crawled out of the magic box under Dorothy’s control and stood in front of her.

Dorothy positioned Edric in front of her, then examined him before instructing him to take out a revolver from under his trench coat.

Dorothy instructed Edric to take out the revolver but did not ask him to point it at the distant enemy. Instead, he raised it and aimed it at his own head, placing the muzzle against his temple in a posture of s*icide.

“Let me see what this new ability can do…”

Murmuring, Dorothy slightly shook her hand, controlling Edric to pull the trigger.

“Bang!”

With a loud gunshot, the b*llet shot out from the muzzle, directly entering Edric’s temple and penetrating his brain. The b*llet shattered one side of Edric’s skull, shredding his brain as it exited through the other side, taking brain matter with it.

The skull shattered, and brain matter spewed out. After shooting himself, Edric staggered two steps before falling heavily to the ground. Watching the fallen Edric, Dorothy remained silent. She followed the spiritual thread connecting her and Edric, activating her extraordinary ability by summoning the “Cup” and “Enlightenment” spiritualities within her body.

Under her ability, the two brain-piercing holes in Edric’s head began to heal visibly. His brain, which had been reduced to a pulp, started to rapidly recover.

…

On the southwest outskirts of Tivyán, above a field.

Under the dark sky, the elderly man with wings flew at high speed, following the direction indicated by the spiritual thread. The Spider Fang Priest continued flying toward his prey. He had already covered most of the distance and would soon reach his destination, where he would meet the mastermind behind the scenes.

The Spider Fang Priest could sense that his target was fleeing frantically away from him, though the target’s speed was much slower than his.

In this situation, the Spider Fang Priest imagined the terror and fear on the target’s face, the desperation of struggling to escape but being unable to shake him off.

As a high-ranking member of the Eight Pinnacle Nest, he relished these moments of despair and fear.

“If your fear brings me sweetness, perhaps I might spare your life and make you my prisoner.”

The Spider Fang Priest thought to himself. As he approached the target, he eagerly anticipated tasting the fear of the self-proclaimed superior.

Just then, the Spider Fang Priest sensed that the target suddenly stopped moving and remained stationary. This made him think that the target had given up on escaping.

“Knowing escape is impossible, they choose to accept their fate? Those who willingly compromise and give up aren’t very appealing, whether in taste or fear…”

Murmuring softly, the Spider Fang Priest continued to fly swiftly toward his target. Although the target’s decision to stop running was somewhat disappointing, he was still curious about the taste of fear.

Thus, the Spider Fang Priest continued flying forward. After a short while, he heard a faint gunshot from ahead.

The direction of the gunshot matched his pursuit target, so it might be from him. However, due to the weak sound, the shooting location must be far away, so it couldn’t be directed at him.

Considering the target’s sudden decision to stop running earlier, the Spider Fang Priest initially thought that the mastermind had chosen to commit s*icide upon realizing the futility of escaping.

Due to the reputation of the Eight Pinnacle Nest for cruel punishments, many enemies chose to commit s*icide rather than face the painful consequences of capture. Thus, the Spider Fang Priest believed this gunshot was from the target’s s*icide.

‘To sh**t oneself? Hmph… In a way, it’s wise.’

Hearing the gunshot, the Spider Fang Priest thought to himself. But just as he was about to ponder further, something unexpected happened.

“Ahh!!!”

Suddenly, an overwhelmingly intense pain erupted in the Spider Fang Priest’s head. His eyes turned red instantly, as if his skull had been pierced.

No! It wasn’t just as if; it truly was pierced! Two large bl**d holes burst open from the left temple to the right temple of the Spider Fang Priest’s head. It seemed as if something had rapidly rotated through his brain, causing his skull to perforate on both sides and his brain to be shredded. Under the invisible kinetic force, his brain fluids and brain matter mixed together and sprayed out from the hole on the right temple.

It appeared that the weak gunshot had hit his head, piercing his skull. The Spider Fang Priest lost control in mid-air amidst a scream of agony and fell heavily to the ground.

…

Three kilometers away, in a muddy patch by the roadside, Dorothy used the spiritual thread to sense the situation in the distance, muttering to herself.

“The target didn’t d*e even after having their head shot through… Is this the vitality of the Red Tier Level? No, this guy is just a manifestation, not the original. It’s reasonable that he wouldn’t d*e. I wonder if the original would d*e after such a blow?”

Dorothy said, referring to the Spider Fang Priest she had just shot down. The ability she used was her new ability after advancing to the White Chalk Tier.

Mainly “Enlightenment” with “Cup” as support, the ability of the White Chalk Tier profession—”Puppeteer Spirit Mage”—damage transmission. Dorothy could use the spiritual thread to transmit various types of damage.

Any target linked by Dorothy’s spiritual thread, after receiving some form of damage within a certain period, could have that damage transmitted to another target also linked by the spiritual thread. Just now, Dorothy had used this ability to transfer the fatal gunshot wound on Edric’s head to the Spider Fang Priest’s body. It was because the old man, to track her, had absorbed the zombie puppet and kept holding onto the spiritual thread.

“Even with a hole in the head, it’s still hard to k*ll. Looks like we need to step up our efforts, Mr. Ed.”

With her hands behind her back, Dorothy smiled and spoke. At that moment, the already recovered Edric stood up, brushed off the dirt from his body, and said seriously,

“Bring it on, Miss.”