There's definitely something wrong with this murder mystery game-Chapter 916 - 751: Completely Insane!_2

The Holy Maiden of Light asked in confusion.

Xu Shuo raised his hand: "Wrap it up."

As he said this, a golden thread emerged from a corpse not far away, flying toward Xu Shuo and then entwining around his fingers.

Xu Shuo moved forward, and as he approached, more and more golden light began to converge on him.

This was the Power of Light Faith.

It was summoned from the bodies of those believers.

Seeing this, the Holy Maiden of Light’s eyes suddenly emitted a sharp gleam. She swiftly charged forward, a phantom-like golden scythe appearing in her hand.

"Good, tonight..."

The Holy Maiden of Light smiled radiantly: "I will be your Combat Nun!"

Nuns within the church have different hierarchies.

Under the Holy Maiden of Light’s command, the Combat Nun sequence was equivalent in power to the Knight Order, whereas the Choir belonged to the sequence of Blessing Nuns.

Xu Shuo paid no attention to the overly enthusiastic Holy Maiden of Light beside him.

His mind was tranquil, his expression calm, as he focused on sensing the Power of Faith pervading the death-stained battlefield, listening intently to the murmurs from the void.

Countless scattered voices became exceptionally serene at this moment. Though their narration was dense and layered, it didn’t appear noisy or chaotic.

He carefully listened to the loyal prayers of the deceased believers.

Even until the very end.

It was as if he had heard nothing at all.

Yet a particular emotion was conveyed.

An indescribable feeling, faintly carrying traces of affection and reverence, as the Power of Faith grew increasingly dense.

Gradually, Xu Shuo was entirely enveloped in resplendent golden light, his figure indistinct.

The Holy Maiden of Light followed closely by his side, keeping the increasingly frenzied Magical Beasts at bay. She wielded her massive golden scythe, allowing blood to stain her platinum-white robe until its original color was barely discernible.

Perhaps the radiance was too dazzling.

Or perhaps the Power of Light Faith was too intense.

The Snow Magical Beasts, which had also been transformed by faith, began to howl uncontrollably. Initially commanded to charge at the Light Church, they had only occasionally gone berserk and attacked all living beings they encountered.

But now, they seemed utterly unhinged.

The chilling, ferocious howls echoed everywhere, as the beasts that had been charging toward the church veered crazily toward the brilliant golden light.

Yet halfway through their charge.

It was as if they were afraid of the light.

Or terrified of the overwhelming Power of Light Faith.

They stopped at a distance, agitatedly scraping their claws against the ground, attempting to rush forward but halting halfway, continuing their uneasy howls.

The Holy Maiden of Light, initially poised and at ease.

Now found herself increasingly anxious and panicked.

Too many Snow Magical Beasts had set their sights on them!

While most lingered at a distance, unwilling to charge recklessly, there remained a few stubborn ones who brazenly attacked her defense line with hysterical madness.

The Holy Maiden of Light understood.

These creatures weren’t targeting her.

Even if she chose to break out of the encirclement now, the Magical Beast Army likely wouldn’t try to stop her—they might not even glance at her.

Because that’s what they were doing.

They ignored her as she drifted nearby. Even when her attacks neared, they paid no heed, only obsessively charging at the figure enshrouded in golden light.

Suddenly, the Holy Maiden of Light came to a realization.

This was instinct!

Much like her own state during feigned death, where she retained only unthinking, primal behaviors.

These Snow Magical Beasts were the same—when they charged, they likely didn’t even understand what they were doing, merely driven by restless instincts to attack what was unsettling them.

Those beasts still holding back had a trace of rationality remaining, aware of the danger of approaching and so hesitating to advance.

But once that rationality vanished.

Then there would be an unstoppable, frenzied onslaught!

This...

Could it be the Dawn Belief instinctively suppressing the Belief in Light?

The Holy Maiden of Light felt a tinge of alarm but far more unexpected excitement, an eager curiosity emerging as she observed the scene unfold.

Faith truly is... fascinating.

...

Inside the City of Light, many people still hid without fleeing.

They listened to the screams and howls outside, too afraid to venture out or make a sound, trembling as they hid in closets or more secure underground chambers.

They didn’t know what to do.

They didn’t understand why things had come to this.

For now, all they could do was hide themselves away, praying for the nightmare to pass quickly.

They didn’t know how long had passed.

The fighting outside didn’t stop.

But suddenly.

They seemed to hear some sort of chanting, though upon closer listen, it sounded less like a chant and more like someone whispering softly, like a gentle breeze brushing their souls.

Though they couldn’t comprehend it.

The hearts of these believers suddenly swelled with an innate sense of piety.

Instinctively, they looked upward, raising their hands in the Holy Court’s prayer gesture, smiling faintly as they gazed above, silently voicing their hopes and devotion.

Even if what appeared above them was merely the dark ceiling of an underground room or the wooden wall of a cupboard.

This sincere faith was nonetheless given wholeheartedly.

"O Lord Above, Radiance of Light!"

...

On the battlefield in the sky.

The black dragon chasing the Ice and Snow Elf suddenly halted, its crimson eyes locking onto the radiant figure on the street below.

The black dragon’s wings stirred uneasily.

But this abnormal emotion was quickly calmed by Luo Kun, who landed atop a sharp spire, the dragon’s talons gripping its edges.

Then he stared intently in that direction.

Elsewhere.

The Ice and Snow Elf he had been pursuing was already growing anxious.

Amid the dazzling light.

Her emotions mirrored those of the Magical Beasts on the ground—terrified, unnerved, a sense of annihilation surging within her. She found herself deeply agitated and increasingly unable to maintain composure.

"Damn it!"

The Ice and Snow Elf suppressed the fiercely pulsating Dawn Belief within her, glaring at the ground below, her white irises narrowing into slits.

The Dawn Belief within her urged her to charge forward.

To attack that place with abandon.

But as to why she should attack.

She felt no sense of reason or motive.

The Ice and Snow Elf was acutely aware that this overwhelming willpower was already influencing her rationality. It was all brought about by the Power of Dawn Faith.

An effect much like the corruption of the Abyss!

"Can’t hold back anymore?"

Suddenly, a sinister voice whispered next to her ear.

Alerted, the Ice and Snow Elf shifted back defensively, only to see that the dragon remained perched at a distance, unmoving, its wings slightly restless but showing no sign of taking flight.

The Ice and Snow Elf was already drenched in blood, herself gravely injured in the course of this pursuit.

This dragon was never easy to shake off!

Even now, the dragon seemed not entirely intent on fighting with her, restricted by some unseen factor, which is why their aerial skirmish had dragged on for so long.

Yet even under such circumstances, the Ice and Snow Elf gained little advantage against the dragon, with no opportunity even for negotiation.

But at this moment...

The Ice and Snow Elf suddenly had an idea: "You don’t look too good yourself. What’s happening below could pose a threat to both of us. Since that’s the case, why don’t we join forces to deal with him first and settle this afterward?"

The black dragon’s eyes fixed on her: "What a splendid idea~"

Though the dragon spoke this way.

Its tone was inscrutable.

The Ice and Snow Elf couldn’t immediately grasp its intent.

All of a sudden, she felt the Dawn Belief within her surge again, and she looked down abruptly to see the radiant golden light grow even brighter.

From the vast City of Light, golden streams radiated from all directions, coalescing in brilliance, even dyeing the pitch-black sky a shimmering golden aurora—breathtakingly beautiful and stirring!

"Argh! Damn it!"

The Ice and Snow Elf clutched her head and screamed.

"Stop Him Stop Him Stop Him Stop Him Stop Him Stop Him Stop Him..."

The sound, emanating relentlessly from the depths of her consciousness, consumed her mind, compelling her to act.

Go now, go now, go now...

As her body made a sudden dash toward that direction...

The Ice and Snow Elf abruptly snapped back to reality, quickly curbing the uncontrollable movements, but her agitation only heightened.

And just then.

The beasts on the ground went entirely berserk!

...