The Final Story of Miss Weird

This is the horror of total domination, the terrifying power of the "kingdom" of power.

However, in one respect they are luckier than the residents of Jiangcheng County.

These black-robed priests were first killed by Luo Ling and then controlled by him, so their consciousness was not trapped in their souls and unable to transcend. They also did not have to feel the horror of watching their bodies continue their daily lives uncontrollably but unable to even scream in fear.

And in their memories, there was no such thing as being killed and dominated. There was only the memory of the ritual being successfully completed and then going home to take a shower and sleep.

Also, in order to make things easier in the future, Luo Ling also added a little bit of his own personal opinion.

"The pioneers..."

Luo Ling's eyes flickered slightly.

Even though she had killed performers and artists before, both of them were considered middle and high-level pioneers, and they had a strong sense of vigilance.

Even performers destroyed most of their memories before they died.

This has resulted in Luo Ling not knowing much about the Pioneers until now, and he doesn't even know who the members are.

Especially about Victoria.

The two people's memories of Victoria were almost completely emptied, which means that the pioneers must have some unspeakable secrets here.

Luo Ling chose to dominate these black-robed priests, on the one hand because he did not want to alert the enemy, and on the other hand in order to infiltrate the Pioneers.

That’s right, this is a game shrouded in mystery.

But not just one party.

The "Company" representing the orderly side, the "Pioneer" representing the weird side, and Luo Ling himself.

Perhaps there are other players, looming in the fog.

Just as Luo Ling was still speaking in a deep voice, there was a commotion outside.

"Ok?"

Luo Ling came to his senses and wanted to use the spore vision to see what was going on, but Stasha next to him moved first.

It turned out that Stasha was awake, but she just closed her eyes.

She first looked at her sleeping sister worriedly, then pulled the quilt up a little to cover her sister's ears.

Then he sat up carefully and tiptoed towards the door.

"That's it..."

Before Stasha even left the house, Luo Ling had already seen through everything, and his eyes became a little sharper.

"Hahaha, the little saint hasn't run away yet. She's really not afraid of death!"

When the thugs who were demolishing the house outside saw Stasha appear, they were stunned for a moment, and then they started to laugh at her wantonly.

Because Alyssa is a saint, Stasha was previously honored as the Little Saint. Perhaps this was not really a honorific title, but just a sour irony.

But to say it now is a complete mockery.

These thugs, who relied on their youth and physique to run rampant in the slums, immediately looted this rare house in the slums after learning that the "saint was dead".

Now he is still not satisfied and wants to tear down the whole house and exchange it for as many things as he can get.

"My sister...is not dead."

Stasha stubbornly stood in front of these people, raised her head and said in a low voice, "Even if my sister..."

"Not dead? Still alive? She's been cut into thousands of pieces. Old Holm said he saw it with his own eyes. Our Saint Lady is dead beyond death!"

The hooligans laughed wantonly, and a few of them surrounded her, looking at Stasha with aggressive eyes.

"Looking closely, our little saint seems to be quite pretty, except that her figure is a little poor, but..."

"You, what do you want to do!"

Stasha sensed the danger and a look of panic appeared on her face.

She wanted to hide in the house, but a tall man had already blocked her way.

"Little Saint, don't be afraid, it will be soon..."

"What's quick?"

Before they could even stretch out their hands, they were whipped hard with a cane.

"elder sister?"

Stasha turned her head and saw her sister leaning against the door frame, holding the crutches she had been using since she lost her legs.

The tall guy next to him was already lying on the ground, twitching slightly.

"Saint, saint?"

"She's still alive? But old Holm, who went to church last night, clearly said..."

When they saw this familiar figure, they immediately panicked.

What they feared was not the Saint, but the Church of Light.

The Church of Light is very famous in this slum, and it is more than just a religion in the ordinary sense.

All the gang members knew that even their bosses were respectful to the black-robed monks, because these priests really had the power to call the wind and rain.

The saint is dead, and the little saints are all empty words and can be manipulated at will.

But if the Saint is not dead, the Church of Light will not let them do whatever they want...

"My Lady Saint."

Just then, the thing they were most worried about happened.

Several black-robed priests suddenly appeared, first bowed in the direction of Luo Ling, and then silently attacked these thugs who were taking advantage of the situation.

Those who moved their hands had their hands broken, those who moved their feet had their feet broken, and after a lot of tossing and turning, they were all thrown out to fend for themselves.

However, if you suffer such an injury in the slums, regardless of life or death, you will probably suffer a lot.

"I guess I caught up."

Luo Ling thought to herself that of course all of this was done under her control.

She didn't really want to act, but in order to fool Stasha, she still got all these people over.

As expected, Stasha was stunned, and even her head was buzzing when the black-robed priests began to repair the house.

"Why is it a little different from before..."

She knew very well who these priests were, and she also knew what her sister's so-called sainthood was like, so she wondered how she could possibly receive such treatment.

"Something happened last night, so it's different."

Luo Ling saw what Stasha was thinking and rubbed her hair.

The truth is too cruel, so let's deceive with lies first.

Stasha was skeptical, always feeling that something was wrong, but couldn't put her finger on it.

In the end, I had no choice but to go to school with doubts.

After the house was repaired, the black-robed priests left and spread some new news according to Luo Ling's instructions.

For example, what happened last night had to be explained based on their understanding of religion. Otherwise, it would be too absurd for Alyssa, who had been cut into thousands of pieces, to reappear alive.

The memories of these black-robed priests were quite fragmentary. At most, they only let Luo Ling know how they stole her authority, but it was meaningless.

Because as long as she knew this, no matter what method the evil pioneer dared to use, she could use it back.

However, the reaction of the evil pioneer was quite strange.

"You know I exist, but you still choose to continue?"

The message that the evil pioneer conveyed to the black-robed monk flashed through Luo Ling's mind, and he tapped the table slightly.

Until now, the black-robed monks were still receiving news and orders from the evil pioneers, which meant that the pioneers simply ignored the incident last night and did not try to find the nail that Luo Ling had driven into the interior.

This game is still going on.

"Maybe one nail doesn't matter," Luo Ling smiled, "but what about many nails?"

The information a church can get is very scattered, but what about two, three... or even more?

As the owner of Puppet Rumor's ability, Luo Ling has always been very clear that her ability is not as strong as those of the same level high-level weirdos in combat. The real horror of Puppet Rumor lies in its secrecy.

"Give me some time, and I can replace you without you noticing, step by step, and then..."

"General."

Chapter 5 Action Begins (k)

"Miss Luo Ling! Miss Luo Ling! The sun is almost shining on your butt!"

As soon as Luo Ling opened his eyes, he saw Elsa clinging to his arms again, blinking her big, beautiful emerald green eyes.

After his vision suddenly returned to normal from being completely dark, Luo Ling still felt a little uncomfortable.

Although the power of the puppet allowed Arisa to temporarily become similar to an ordinary person, she was still a disabled person like before in the final analysis.

Just like Elsa before.

Unfortunately, Elsa was only affected by the weirdness. As long as she got rid of the influence, there would be no problem, but Alyssa paid the "price" forever because of her sacrifice.

Thinking of this, Luo Ling reached out and rubbed Elsa's hair with a little pity, then picked her up with one hand and placed her aside.

Maybe it was because of the influence of those three days on the train, but Luo Ling has become quite accustomed to Elsa growing on his body from time to time.

"I was awake a long time ago, I just closed my eyes."

Luo Ling sat up. She had been distracted by dealing with things on the other side, so it was indeed the case.

"Tough talk."

Suddenly, another voice appeared beside him. Luo Ling turned around and saw that it was Lu Manqing.

Not only that, there was also Cen Xiangyun, who looked helpless.

How...why were they in her and Elsa's room?

"If you lose, give me money."

Lu Manqing reached out to Cen Xiangyun.

Cen Xiangyun reluctantly took out a few Victorian currency coins and handed them to Lu Manqing.

Luo Ling was still confused, so Elsa added in time,

"They bet on whether you really overslept. Sister Lu said yes, and Sister Xiangyun said no."

"..."

These two are so boring...

Also, if that’s the case, shouldn’t Cen Xiangyun win?

No, no, no...

Luo Ling shook her head. How could she be dragged into such a boring thing?

However, it is not the time to sunbathe your butt yet...

Luo Ling glanced at the swinging clock in the apartment, and the hour hand on it had just turned to seven o'clock.

The company's specialists are always lazy, and even schedule their activities in the afternoon, because most specialists are almost as energetic when they go to work in the morning as when they go to bed...

“It’s the company’s request.”

Cen Xiangyun rubbed her eyes. Even though she had applied some concealer, one could still vaguely see some abnormal blackness in her eye sockets.

The other three people slept quite well last night. Even Luo Ling, who went out for a walk in the middle of the night, had a good sleep before dealing with matters related to the Church of Light.

Only Cen Xiangyun was worried and tossed and turned, not sleeping well most of the night.

"The incident last night forced the 'company' to temporarily change its schedule. Most of the team went to investigate the 'White Witch''s' active appearance this time, so..."

When Cen Xiangyun said this, her expression became even uglier.

"So, shall we go too?" Luo Ling asked curiously.

"So, they felt that no one should be idle, so they deliberately moved up our schedule and asked us to gather at 8 o'clock."