[Doll Courtyard]
The dazzling red moon hangs high above the castle tower.
Surrounding the castle is a large field of thorny roses blooming in the mist.
The blood-red petals are scattered all over the long and silent path, and the air is faintly surrounded by mysterious and intermittent ballads.
Click-click-
Flower field.
The sound of trampling came one after another.
In the vague black fog, one after another hunter with a human head and a spider body vigilantly advanced towards the castle in the center.
"Prepare to launch the third raid... Hunter Team No. 21 is in place...Request to issue a raid order..."
"The order has been received...Confirmed to be correct...Assault..."
Red lights flashed in the eyes of the leading hunter.
And that was the next moment.
The dozens of hunters suddenly raided the flower field in the black fog at a very fast speed.
At the same time, in all directions of the castle, more than a dozen teams composed entirely of hunters also launched an invasion of the puppet courtyard at almost the same time.
All the way forward.
Along the way, you can see many damaged and fallen remains of hunters around.
It can be seen that before this, they had launched multiple attacks on the puppet courtyard, but none of them succeeded.
The thorns that surged wildly along the road were madly chopped by the sharp blades in their hands.
"Information transmission... has broken through to the third area... 500 meters away from the target..."
A hunter's eyeballs flashed red light.
But at this moment.
They suddenly saw that at the end of the foggy path in front of them, a figure appeared faintly.
Their perspective quickly zoomed in and saw the figure clearly.
It was a very delicate life-size puppet.
She held an umbrella inlaid with black gilded lace in her hand and wore a gorgeous doll-like hat on her head.
She was wearing a black gilded Gothic dress, her long white hair hung down in front of her chest, and her high heels made an unusual sound when they touched the ground.
She looked very strange, her movements were stiff, and no breath of life could be felt from her.
But she could actually walk.
But it was this state that was almost close to a real person that gave her an indescribable horror.
Ding ding ding ding ding——
The red light in the eyes of the dozen or so hunters flashed violently.
"Target analysis... Target identity confirmation... Information database search..."
"Target identity confirmation... The seventh puppeteer of the puppet courtyard: Moonstring Dark... Extremely strong combat ability..."
"Warning... The target threat level is extremely high... Hunt with all your strength..."
Almost at that moment.
The dozen or so hunters rushed towards the Gothic puppet at an unimaginable speed.
Countless petals accompanied their figures and scattered in the black sky.
Almost in the blink of an eye.
The dozen or so hunters had already appeared beside the Gothic puppet.
Click-click-click-click
A series of sounds of gears jamming.
A strange scene happened, as if time had suddenly stopped, and the dozen or so hunters who rushed to the puppet were suddenly frozen in place.
Vaguely.
Under the refraction of the red moon's light, it can be seen that at some point, thin and tough silk threads appeared on the joints of their bodies.
They were frozen in place like puppets.
"The body is restricted... cannot break through... warning... body restraints... body restraints..."
The hunters struggled hard, but except for the mechanical hissing sound coming from their bodies, their bodies could not even move at all.
In the flower field.
The exquisite Gothic puppet tilted its head.
The fingers with joints that can be clearly seen were lightly picked.
Puff——
One of the hunters turned around suddenly, and the sharp mantis knife on his arm instantly pierced through the head of another hunter.
Puff——
Puff——
There were several more piercing sounds.
The hunters stabbed each other's heads one by one in a stage play.
There was only one hunter left.
The Gothic puppet raised his head, like a harmless little loli, looking at his rapidly flashing eyes.
The drizzle fell on the black umbrella.
The Gothic puppet's head suddenly tilted.
Crack——
The neck of the hunter in front of her was instantly broken by herself in a twisted posture.
The body was crackling with sparks, and then fell heavily to the ground.
In less than a minute.
More than a dozen hunters were scrapped here without exception.
"Intruders at the northern gate, all killed, record: 59 seconds."
The Gothic puppet turned around mechanically and reported.
At the same time, she heard several other voices of different styles.
"Intruders in the southern area, all killed, record: 3 minutes and 51 seconds."
"Intruders in the northwest area, all killed. Slightly injured, parts need to be replaced."
"Intruders in the eastern courtyard are being processed, and it is estimated that it will take another 5 minutes."
"Moonstring, how come you are so efficient? Did the engineer of the lady replace new parts for you? You have already pulled away from the sisters by a large score!"
"Sister Moonstring is a cleaning puppet, so of course her speed is faster than ours! Don't be long-winded, solve the battle quickly, and report to the lady!"
A noisy voice came from her ears.
The Gothic puppet walked along the path, holding a black umbrella, step by step towards the castle.
The distance she walked with each step was just right, and her Gothic long skirt fluttered slightly in the wind.
But at this moment
She suddenly stopped.
Her eyes turned slightly to the corners of her eyes.
It was as if she had discovered something.
In an instant, dense glass-like threads pierced into the space not far away.
Buzz——
The space instantly cracked, and a strange-looking turtle king was controlled by the threads and dragged out of the void in an extremely weird upside-down way.
"The one who delivers the letter..."
The turtle king stared with his eyes rarely, and said these three words hundreds of times faster than usual.
The Gothic puppet's head tilted.
...
A few minutes later, inside the castle.
"Blood Saw, your letter."
In a hall full of gears, the puppet lady in gorgeous clothes walked in with an elegant step.
The nearly three-meter-tall body was well-proportioned and noble.
If the height is excluded, it is just like a medieval lady.
And on the other side of the hall.
The tall and burly Blood Saw leaned on the mechanical table, his eyes flickering.
Beside him, doll-sized puppets with buttons on their eyes were holding various tools, hammering on his body, helping him heal the huge wound on his body.
"Letter?" Blood Saw said solemnly: "Who sent it?"
The puppet lady sat elegantly on the gorgeous chair opposite, gently picked up a cup of strong coffee, and said indifferently:
"My daughters found it in the courtyard. It was sent by a void messenger. The messenger's name is Ryan. Do you know him?"
Hearing this.
Blood Saw was stunned.
"Ryan? How is this possible!"
He stood up with difficulty, dragged his huge body to the table with a frown, and reached out to take the letter.
"Who is he?" The puppet lady moved her lips and said.
"It's a child I adopted two years ago."Bloodsaw looked at the letter solemnly and said: "He has been my apprentice in the pharmacy for the past two years. A few days ago, I realized that the Demon Association might go to Wandering Soul Alley, so I urgently passed the information to him. It seems that he should have escaped the clutches of the Demon Association."
He calmed down and quickly opened the envelope. As soon as he saw the crooked words written on it, he confirmed that it must be the handwriting of his apprentice.
Because only this guy can write good words so ugly. But when he saw the words on the letter, his face changed drastically.