The competition had just started when Tang Qian’s headset went silent, preventing her from interfering with the players during the match.
Ruan Chunen was somewhat worried. "I’m starting to feel a little uncomfortable, Wen Jiang, is everything really okay?"
"No problem. Can you understand what she’s singing?"
Shi Qi listened carefully for a moment. "It sounds like Sanctuary language, but not quite. I haven’t heard it much."
"Probably a country folk song." Everyone present was proficient in several languages, yet none could recognize it.
Wen Jiang’s fingers moved slightly, and an invisible force enveloped the four of them, dispelling their unease.
Wen Jiang explained, "Maria’s card, apart from attacking spiritual power, doesn’t actually have much effect. Its main function is to amplify damage, providing a boost to the opponent’s Alice and Succubus. Be on guard; I can trigger the illusion at any moment."
In her fox demon state, Su Daji was capable of creating illusions at extremely high speed.
Wen Jiang instantly considered what kind of illusion to create for the opponent’s Spirit Card Master.
She asked Zero Egg, "Find out where Kaputo is."
Zero Egg immediately complied.
As a System, Zero Egg processed the request in just two seconds, swiftly feeding a stream of data directly into Wen Jiang’s mind, allowing for instant comprehension.
Kaputo was a small village in an obscure city within the Sanctuary. It was a secluded and impoverished town that had minimal contact with the outside world, a situation almost inconceivable in modern society.
It was discovered merely because, twenty years ago, a little boy, his mouth smeared with blood, had been found by the side of a highway. The boy could hardly speak proper Sanctuary language. After some interrogation, the boy uttered words that shocked the Sanctuary.
He said his mom and dad had vanished. He was very hungry, and then his dad returned, giving him meat to eat. He had never eaten meat before and found it delicious. Then his dad disappeared again, and he had followed him all the way out to this place.
The police instinctively sensed something was wrong. Following the boy’s directions, they traced the route to an isolated home. No traces were found at the scene—only a pile of decaying bones and spoiled human flesh.
The police instantly guessed a horrifying possibility.
The meat the boy had eaten might have been that very flesh.
With no clues and the case being too bizarre, the media reported it only briefly. It didn’t attract much attention, so the matter gradually faded into obscurity. So much time had passed that even fewer people remembered it.
It had merely left traces online, which was how Zero Egg managed to unearth this old news.
Wen Jiang lowered her gaze and looked at the crying Maria.
Maria was merely a Card Spirit, rather stoic and lacking true sentience; it would only activate its abilities if directly controlled by a Spirit Card Master.
But the moment Wen Jiang looked over, it seemed to everyone that the crying Maria, who had been humming while gazing at the sky, suddenly and eerily shifted her eyeballs to stare directly at Wen Jiang.
Her humming didn’t stop; instead, it suddenly became much more rapid and intense.
Wen Jiang saw the Spirit Card Master controlling Maria grimace for a moment; he furrowed his brow, clearly feeling a disturbance in his own spiritual power.
A card imbued with resentment wasn’t so easily controlled, was it?
Perhaps the Crying Angels team’s reluctance to use this card in competitions stemmed from the fact that overusing it would also affect their own members.
Not only did Wen Jiang see this scene, but everyone watching the live stream saw it as well.
They had seen battle videos of the crying Maria before, but such a scene had never appeared.
Indeed, despite being a beautiful Card Spirit, its direct stare with those blue pupils was eerie and terrifying. Combined with the humming, which sounded like a Mind-Penetrating Demon Voice, it was enough to make the audience’s nerves tremble.
[DAMN IT, THAT SCARED ME! YOU DAMN CRYING ANGELS, COMPENSATE ME!]
[How did such a beautiful Card Spirit become so creepy?]
[What’s with this Card Spirit? It’s giving me the creeps.]
[SOB SOB SOB SOB, I’ve never seen a Card Spirit before! It’s so scary! Sorry, I can’t watch this live stream anymore. I’m out.]
[...It’s really chilling. Combined with this card’s terrifying legend, it’s even more unnerving. How can a normal card directly attack the Spirit Card Master themselves?]
[I think Mount Flower is behaving quite normally.]
The match had begun. Ruan Chunen had quickly arranged the Ghost Wood in position, and the Seven-Star Butterfly had also been summoned, ready to start growing.
Clusters of light purple flowers continually appeared beside the Ghost Wood, bunch after bunch, creating a long ’flower road’ behind it. Various kinds of butterflies also fluttered their wings into existence from thin air. Below the gigantic tree, the flowers bloomed in a dazzling display; if this weren’t a competitive arena, the scene would have been dreamlike and incredibly beautiful.
Mount Flower’s style had changed so drastically recently that many had almost forgotten it was this very aesthetic that had once earned them their place among the top Associations.
The Clueless Dame, controlled by Shi Qi, also sneakily crawled onto the flower road, blending in with the fresh flowers.
The Crying Angels’ team members watched the Mount Flower players intently.
Maria, ignoring any attempts at control, was the first to act. The Mount Flower team members were expected to gradually succumb to her song, becoming mentally disoriented and losing control; it was normal that no obvious effects had appeared yet.
Even the Crying Angels team members were taken aback by Maria’s performance just a moment ago.
The various Card Spirits were already restless, with Wen Jiang’s Su Daji undoubtedly the most outstanding.
The snow-white fox swished its seven massive tails as it sauntered gracefully beside the Ghost Wood, seemingly awaiting the opportune moment. It was poised, ready to deliver a heavy blow to the Crying Angels once the chance arose.
If the match dragged on, the Seven-Star Butterfly’s damage output would be formidable. The opposing team didn’t delay; their support player immediately directed the actions of the Prayer Home from Hell. Tʜe source of this ᴄontent ɪs ⓝovelFire.net
As the commentators and everyone had anticipated, since it involved a piano, this Card Spirit’s abilities were indeed related to the instrument.
The man began to play the piano. However, unlike the elegant and melodious sounds typically associated with the instrument, what the Card Spirit produced—though recognizably piano notes—formed no coherent melody or tune. The man’s playing style was exaggerated and frenzied, his movements expansive, as if he weren’t a pianist but a conductor lost in ecstatic revelry.
The piano had never sounded so jarringly unpleasant, prompting Ruan Chunen and the others to frown involuntarily. At that moment, Wen Jiang noticed that, just like the image on the card, blood started oozing continuously from the man’s body.
Maria’s humming became more urgent, and Singing Alice also began her performance.
A piercing song filled the arena, nearly unsettling people’s souls.
Between the piano, Maria’s humming, and Alice’s singing, everyone—from the Mount Flower team to the commentators and the live audience—instantly experienced what could only be called a true...
Mind-Penetrating Demon Voice!!
How dare they create cards that are so beautiful yet sing so terribly, damn it!!!