Chapter 332: Chapter 262: Let the Flames Purify Everything!_2
“Should be all good now.”
Duanmu Huai glanced at the insect, gently crushed it under his finger, grinding it into fragments. Seeing this, Ashley breathed a sigh of relief—feeling much lighter.
“Thank you, tall one…”
“No problem, you should be glad that thing could be handled, or I would have had to kill you.”
This was also a method Duanmu Huai came up with on the spot. Since the parasite hadn’t fully fused with Ashley, it should have some free will. Any living entity faced with fear and threats instinctively tries to escape. So if it came into contact with his Fearful Aura, the parasite would either flee or be scared to death— from what it seemed now, it was clearly planning to escape from Sherry’s body.
After hearing Duanmu Huai’s answer, Ashley swallowed nervously. She knew that this tall guy wasn’t joking, but in any case, he had saved her life. Otherwise, Ashley didn’t dare to imagine what horrific things would have happened if she unknowingly went back…
A gust of cold wind blew by, suddenly causing Ashley to feel a chill behind her butt and she couldn’t help but scream.
Ashley extended her hand behind her and felt that it was cold and wet. It seemed that she had been frightened during the incident…
Thinking of this, Ashley immediately blushed.
“No, nothing’s wrong. Let’s go, tall one!”
Shortly after, the two arrived in front of the castle located in the mountains. Clearly this was an ancient castle, which appeared as a classic example of a medieval castle from the outside. Only a drawbridge connected it to the road, and at this moment, there was nobody in front of the old castle.
“We… aren’t going to go inside, are we?”
Looking at the scary and gloomy castle in front, Ashley swallowed nervously and asked quietly. But Duanmu Huai just glanced around and shook his head.
“Of course not, when have you seen people go into rat’s holes to exterminate rats?”
But before Ashley could finish talking, she saw Duanmu Huai went to the warehouse nearby. He broke open the door, and took out two oil drums from inside.
“Wait, are you planning to…”
Seeing this, Ashley immediately understood what Duanmu Huai wanted to do.
“That’s right, I’d like to see if their cherished deity will help them put out the fire.”
While speaking, Duanmu Huai walked across the drawbridge to the entrance of the castle, kicked open the door, and shattered the oil drums, dousing the ground with gasoline. Then, Duanmu Huai threw in the other oil drums, pulled out a lighter, and tossed it at the oil barrels.
“Let the flames purify everything!”
As Duanmu Huai’s words fell, flames suddenly erupted, spreading in all directions. In a matter of moments, the castle in front was enveloped by thick smoke and fire. Even standing at the entrance of the castle and watching the fiery castle, Ashley could feel a heatwave that almost took her breath away, making her step back involuntarily. Duanmu Huai still stood in place, holding a stone hammer he had taken from the warehouse.
Soon, several figures covered in flames ran out of the castle gate that had been swallowed by the fire. Judging from the robes they were wearing, they were cult members. At this moment, their entire bodies were engulfed in flames; they screamed in agony as they ran out of the castle gate and sprinted towards the outside. Just as they escaped from the jaws of death, hammers whistling through the air ruthlessly cracked their skulls open. Duanmu Huai sent their flying bodies right back into the fire like a baseball.
That’s right, this was Duanmu Huai’s plan.
Why should I go in and fight you? I am not so foolish; I don’t need to capture any live bodies. I can burn down your crappy castle; let’s see where you can run?
Even if you don’t die, most of your followers probably will. There won’t be many left.
After all, ancient castles seldom prioritize natural light; they are mostly designed to be closed off, with nothing else except a few ventilation gaps. Even in broad daylight, you must light up the castle otherwise you can’t see anything clearly. Isn’t that why vampires in legends always live in castles?
Because the castle itself shields from sunlight, and is a good ventilator.
Try letting it live in a greenhouse and it will die on the spot.
“I will check if there’s a back door, you hide on the side.”
After effortlessly tossing two grenades and collapsing the gate, Duanmu Huai strode towards the side wielding a stone hammer, while Ashley obediently nodded and hid, watching Duanmu Huai`’s figure disappear to the other side of the castle.
Meanwhile, inside the castle, a short man was frantically fleeing with the protection of his two henchmen.
“Damn, damn, that bastard actually set it on fire!”
This short man was none other than the owner of the castle—Ramon Zarzala, who was also behind the scenes of the Bright Society cult. Through his own spies, Zarzala naturally learned about Duanmu Huai and Ashley visiting his castle. Although he had witnessed Duanmu Huai’s formidable strength, Zarzala didn’t take Duanmu Huai seriously. After all, he knew that his castle was not only extremely robust but also filled with numerous traps. No matter how formidable the man was, as long as he dared to step into the castle, there would be no returning!