Survival Guide After Accidentally Kissing a Demon - Chapter 153
Chapter 153
Beili watched as the eerie figures closed in from all directions, the dense buzzing in her ears growing increasingly clear.
Her heart raced at a frantic pace.
Her mind was almost a complete blank, and she only subconsciously repeated Ashera’s words, commanding the Black Bone Scythe:
“Kill them all.”
The moment the words left her lips, the viscous blood coating the surface of the Black Bone Scythe acted like countless red earthworms, rapidly slithering toward the crescent-shaped, dark blade.
In the next second, the Black Bone Scythe swung out in perfect, heavy semi-circular arcs, both in front of and behind Beili.
The blade marks, carrying a sharp chill, transformed into circles of mingled black and red.
Like ripples spreading across a lake at night, the circles expanded rapidly outward with the girl at the center.
Wherever they passed, the approaching Mosquito People were instantly sliced in half.
Accompanied by splashing blood, the grass was stained a dark, messy red.
There were still many Mosquito People in the air.
The Black Bone Scythe did not miss them either, carving out dense, Z-shaped blade marks.
Like the neat pleats of a girl’s skirt, the blade marks expanded into the night sky.
In the air, the sharp whistling of the wind drowned out the buzzing of vibrating wings.
For a moment, it was impossible to tell if it was the sound of the night wind or the screams of the Mosquito People.
Then, countless severed limbs and mangled remains fell from the sky like hail, hitting the ground in pieces.
Falling along with them was a drizzling rain of blood.
A massive Mosquito Person, its legs and wings severed, let out a cry like an elephant.
Its six slender arms struggled to drag its heavy body along.
It lifted its eerie, inverted-triangle head.
It extended a proboscis as long as an elephant’s trunk toward the girl.
Beili gasped and stepped back until her spine hit a cold, broad chest.
A pale hand reached out to steady her, gripping her shoulder.
At some point, the man had coalesced into a complete human form. He leaned down slightly, his cold, thin lips brushing against her ear.
He said softly:
“Kill him.”
Beili steadied her mind, pursed her lips slightly, and quickly reined in her fear.
A cold light flickered in her deep red eyes.
The Morpho Butterflies surrounding her immediately flew forward, swarming the creature’s reaching proboscis.
The long, straight proboscis grew shorter and shorter.
Amidst a corrosive hissing sound, the large swarm of Morpho Butterflies shifted positions, gradually enveloping that inverted-triangle head.
A split second before the head melted into black, putrid water…
In a daze.
Beili thought she heard someone whisper-
‘You… have forgiven me, haven’t you?’
The voice was like the night wind.
After lightly brushing past her fingertips, it vanished without a trace.
By the time everything ended, the thick fog that had shrouded the entire town had dissipated unnoticed, revealing the night sky like a flat curtain of black velvet inlaid with diamond fragments.
The cold moonlight fell in a hazy, silver veil.
The entire town became instantly silent.
Only the bloodstains of varying depths and the severed limbs on the ground reminded her of the chaotic scene that had just occurred.
The air was thick with the heavy scent of blood.
The Black Bone Scythe had shrunk to the size of a pendant and returned to the necklace around the girl’s neck.
“He spoke just now, didn’t he?” the girl asked.
“Spoke? No,” the man said.
Hearing Ashera’s answer, Beili’s red eyes flickered slightly.
She turned back, lost in thought.
She suddenly saw that Ashera’s silver hair had been stained a mottled dark red by the rain of blood.
His pale, sculpture-like face was also flecked with droplets of blood.
Though it was quite inappropriate, Beili pointed at his face. Just as she was about to say something, she couldn’t help but let out a small laugh first.
Then, Beili took a makeup mirror out of her Spatial Bracelet and checked her own condition.
Thanks to the Morpho Butterflies surrounding her.
They had very thoughtfully blocked the falling limbs and blood for her.
As a result, most of the skin on her body was still clean.
On the other side.
Hearing her laughter, Ashera tilted his head slightly, his hollow golden eyes looking down.
A handsome curve curled the corners of his cold, thin lips.
His blood-stained silver hair and face suddenly became incredibly harmonious within that smile.
Ashera didn’t react to the girl’s mockery, because now-
“Now, it’s dinner time.”
As he spoke, he raised a pale, grayish fingertip and made a light slicing motion in the air.
Simultaneously, the sound of a blade cutting through skin erupted from the headless corpse.
Beili followed the direction of his finger with her gaze.
She saw the corpse’s belly, bloated with blood, being sliced open with a large gash by a strand of thick, ribbon-like black mist.
A massive amount of blood, as viscous as tomato juice, gushed out. Before it could hit the ground, the black mist guided it toward the Black Robe draped over Ashera.
The blood clung to the surface of the Black Robe, taking the shape of dark red, branching blood vessels before being gradually absorbed by the garment.
Even the blood splattered on his silver hair and face vanished.
Watching from the side, Beili felt a sense of familiarity. A second later, she remembered that the Black Robe on Ashera had entered this same state back at the Flea Nest.
Along with that memory came the image of Ashera holding her in a slow dance amidst corpses and blood.
Then, he had pinned her against a wall and kissed her for a long time.
Finally.
Ashera had erased that memory from her mind.
This action confused Beili.
Back in the Second Prince’s room at the palace, Ashera had erased her memory because he couldn’t win an argument against her.
He had used consciousness control to force her to be obedient.
Then, to prevent her memories from becoming chaotic due to contradictions, he had erased the memory of their quarrel.
But what about the memory of the Flea Nest?
Why did Ashera erase that?
“Was it… embarrassing for you to force me to dance in the Flea Nest?”
Beili decided to ask him directly.
She raised an eyebrow and said, “Why didn’t you want me to remember that?”
Ashera tilted his head slightly and reached out to pat her head gently, a meaningful smile playing on his lips.
“Little Butterfly, you remembered,” he said.
This sentence made Beili instantly regret bringing it up.
She had a premonition that now that Ashera knew, he would erase her recovered memory again.
But he didn’t.
After patting her head, Ashera simply pressed his hand against his chest, which was gradually returning to its normal state.
With a faint smile in his voice, he sighed softly, “I suppose it can’t be helped… It seems that once my Mana is exhausted, the sealed memories will unlock themselves.”
“…?”
Listening to Ashera, it sounded as if he were saying, ‘There’s a bug in this memory-sealing trick; I’ll have to think of another way…’
A vein pulsed at Beili’s temple.
Rolling her eyes, she irritably grabbed his Black Robe and said sternly, “You are not allowed to mess with my memories without my consent.”
After she spoke, Ashera curled his lips and tilted his head. A soft smile appeared on his face, which possessed lines as perfect as a sculpture.
He simply didn’t respond to her demand.
Beili’s irritation flared. She reached out and slapped his chest, raising her voice several notches. “I’m talking to you! Don’t play dumb.”
Ashera let out a low chuckle.
Beili felt her shoulders tighten and her vision go dark as she was pulled into a cold, broad embrace.
The man held her intimately, resting his chin on the top of her head.
Drawing out his words with a lazy drawl, he said, “Fine…”
He said that, but could a Demon’s promise be trusted?
Beili: “Let go. And one more thing-you’re not allowed to hug me whenever you want without my consent.”
“Fine,” he agreed again.
After that, Beili waited for ten seconds.
“Wait… then let go of me!”
He remained as he was-
“Fine.”
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