Chapter 12 A Beating

A flash of lightning split the torrential rain outside the window, illuminating the faces of everyone in the bedroom as if it were daylight.

"Meow~"

The little black cat on the sofa stretched again and slowly opened its sleepy eyes.

It didn't know why it was already dawn.

It looked up.

Someone had turned on the light in the room.

The cat boss blankly raised its small head and groggily looked around.

It lazily blinked, originally intending to turn off the light and continue sleeping.

Boom!!

When the cat boss clearly saw the scene before it, it was immediately frightened, its fur stood on end, and it jumped up from the sofa with a "whoosh."

Several strange yet familiar figures were locked in a tense standoff in the room.

Most importantly—

In its daze, it heard someone call the name Hyperion.

This didn't seem to be an illusion.

Looking closely at the figure at the foot of the bed, her figure was exactly the same as Hyperion's.

And the unique scorpion-tailed dagger at her feet was precisely Hyperion's family heirloom.

The cat boss immediately felt that all was lost, retreating repeatedly in fright, flattening itself against the wall like a cat pancake, watching this overly terrifying incident.

Impossible...

Hyperion couldn't possibly be here.

The cat boss kept doubting whether this was a nightmare.

Time in the bedroom seemed to freeze because of the standoff, while the storm raged on wildly outside.

"..."

No one dared to speak.

Each flash of lightning cast a bright blue-white light into the room.

Causing everyone's faces to be alternately washed by this violent light and the ensuing dim lamplight.

Afterward, the thunder roared like an angry beast, and the windows and doors rattled violently, echoing in the spacious master bedroom.

The storm swept through the entire street of St. Kreet Abbey, raindrops hitting the mansion's windows as if thousands of troops were eager to break into the Lange home, rainwater flowing down the windows, sometimes blurring the scene outside, the world was isolated, leaving only them in the room at the end of the second floor.

"So Professor Landry is Lange?"

Antanas and Sinora's hearts pounded like drums as they roughly sorted out the situation.

This guy was too mixed up!

If they hadn't come to kill him, they wouldn't have been able to tell whether he was an Imperial person.

And for some unknown reason, Sigrid of the Overlord Church had also crossed the sea to the Kreet Empire, mistakenly disguised as Lange's fiancée in the Empire at the same time as Talia, living a shameless life!

"Holy shit..."

Antanas's eyes darted left and right, this melon was too big, she was a little afraid to eat it, just watching it was a little scary.

She never expected tonight's assassination to be so exciting.

Finally.

Talia, on one side of the bed, made a decision.

"Hyperion, I was just protecting Lange, we are innocent, I thought there were assassins in the house, so I, I crawled into his..."

Talia's face instantly turned pale as she stammered out these words.

"..."

Hyperion was oblivious to everything around her.

"Is your relationship really so good that you can share a blanket?"

She stared blankly at Lange and Talia, tears gradually streaming down her face, her lips trembling, wanting to say something, but unable to make much sound.

According to Hyperion's understanding of their relationship when Lange and Talia set off a few months ago, the two of them would leave a lot of space between them even when sitting at the same table.

Not only did Lange himself know how to keep his distance from women.

Talia would never let Lange approach her, she valued avoiding suspicion, and she would never agree to have ambiguous contact with Lange even if she died.

If the relationship between the master and disciple had to be described, it was more like the same magnetic pole, and they would never get together.

But now.

They seemed to have become opposite magnetic poles!

They could be easily attracted to each other.

Hyperion was all too clear about this obvious intimate change.

"..."

Sigrid took half a step back.

She couldn't help the Holy Son at this time.

And she found that Hyperion's target was not mainly on her.

What seemed to make Hyperion even more angry was the intimate relationship between Tata and Lange.

Sigrid had thought that Hyperion originally knew that Tata and Lange were so close, so she wouldn't mind too much.

Now it seemed that the scene in front of her was like Hyperion's boyfriend being stolen by her most trusted best friend.

Even Sigrid inexplicably felt guilty.

Because she did too.

At first, she just wanted to tease Hyperion for fun, but she didn't expect to make Hyperion so sad.

"Meow, meow."

The cat boss looked back and forth at the humans in its restaurant.

It hoped that Great Teacher Lange could save them.

But thinking carefully, anything Lange said at this time would be wrong.

Even if Lange started to explain, he would seem to be helping Tata to get away with it, or even favoring Tata, which would only make Hyperion more wronged and angry.

In fact, Tata had indeed done something to hurt Hyperion in Flower City.

Tata had only deceived herself, avoiding guilt and remorse in her heart, and regarded her intimacy with Lange as helping Hyperion to check.

Now that the truth had come out, Talia had also suddenly realized and could no longer deceive herself.

"You two, were you the only two together at the Flower City Fireworks Festival that day? Were you holding hands and communicating with me as a fool? Did you also put on a play in the Kreet Empire later? Are you two dating behind my back every day?"

Hyperion's eyes were red as she questioned Talia and Lange, tears welling up.

She couldn't calm down now, the toxins were crawling in her blood vessels like worms, gnawing at her sanity.

She had figured out many things.

It turned out that all the premonitions were right.

"Sob..."

Talia choked up, turning her drooping head away, not daring to look Hyperion in the eye.

"Tata and I have indeed experienced a lot of things in the past few months, listen to me slowly..."

Lange decided to sincerely tell Hyperion the truth.

He wasn't sure what Hyperion, in this state of abnormal emotional fluctuation, would do, but he felt that the only way to face this situation was with sincerity.

Lange couldn't let Hyperion keep scolding Talia either, the two of them had always been the closest, and to be honest, it was Lange and Talia who had been making frequent blunders since Flower City.

If there had to be responsibility, then all the responsibility was his.

"Actually..."

But Lange's words stopped halfway because he saw Sinora's gesture.

"Shh... shh..."

Sinora seemed to be telling Lange: never provoke Hyperion, her mental state could easily get out of control.

Lange had never seen Sinora and Antanas so flustered.

But Hyperion's state today was indeed a little off.

In the past, she would probably just cry sadly, but not be so aggressive.

"I can testify that they didn't date much, they pretended to be husband and wife to deceive the noble lords of the Empire, we usually slept in separate rooms, and we only ran to Lange's room to protect him tonight because we thought there were assassins."

Sigrid saw that Lange was in a dilemma and couldn't bear to see Lange and Tata suffer any more, so she spoke up for them.

She actually understood the expressions of Sinora and Antanas.

Now they had to stabilize Hyperion.

"Shut up, this is our family matter, it's none of your business."

Hyperion glanced at Sigrid coldly, telling Sigrid to stand in line behind Talia.

Not to mention this stinky bitch from the Northern Continent, Hyperion had long known what this bad woman thought of Lange.

The only thing she didn't expect was that Tata had actually compromised with her, the two cat burglars were sharing her Lange.

Tata's betrayal made Hyperion even more unacceptable.

"..."

The expressions of Sinora and Antanas turned pale.

If Hyperion angered Sigrid, the seriousness of the situation would escalate.

The two of them knew the temper of the Overlord Church very well.

"I'm just saying something out of kindness..."

Sigrid pouted, backed down half a step, leaned against the closet, her voice getting smaller and smaller.

This made Sinora and Antanas look at each other, and they couldn't understand.

Had Hyperion's aura become so strong tonight that she could suppress the Overlord Church?

First of all, it was a little magical that Sigrid would speak up for Talia... their personalities shouldn't get along.

Secondly, Sigrid was also so easy to talk to Hyperion.

How strange.

"Hyperion, meow, let's calm down first, can we sit down and talk slowly."

The cat boss plucked up its courage and spoke.

The situation couldn't get any more chaotic.

Anyone in this room could become a bomb, all of them were terrorist bombermen.

The most dangerous one was undoubtedly Hyperion.

The aura on her body was getting stranger and stranger, causing the cat boss's fur to stand on end.

"What the cat boss said is right, Tata is the closest person to you in Ikrith anyway, listen to her and Lange explain first, Hyperion."

Antanas quickly stepped forward and whispered her advice.

She wasn't afraid of anything else, but she was afraid of Hyperion losing control.

In order to be 100% sure of killing Professor Landry, who was stronger than the sixth rank, Hyperion had entered the strongest poisonous state before taking action, ensuring a sure kill.

But this power didn't come from a very good ancient demon.

Rather, it was the signature skill of the most dangerous great demon they had seen in the demonic realm of the Bloodmoon Ruined World—

[Mellogas's Profaned Royalty]
[Category: Spell Card]
[Grade: Orange Epic]
[Attribute: Poison/Enhancement]
[Rank: 7]
[Effect: After activation, it puts oneself into a poisonous state, greatly increases strength and stamina, and using Mellogas's poison has a chance of losing intelligence and becoming more like her.]
[Note: Although her love may be a little abnormal, she at least loves you.]

Now the toxins on Hyperion's body hadn't faded yet.

Or rather, after Hyperion activated the state, she already had a bit of Mellogas's crazy vibe.

The crazy woman Mellogas could do anything.

Hyperion must not learn from her.

The bedroom returned to a brief silence.

Lange, Hyperion, and Talia stayed in place, each with their own thoughts.

"That's right... she's the closest person to me in Ikrith, if I listen to Lange and Tata explain together, they will definitely give me a perfect answer..."

Hyperion's emotions had undergone a change from heaven to earth.

The initial shock gradually faded, replaced by a kind of bitter understanding.

"I'm really stupid, I don't need you to deceive me, I've been deceiving myself."

Hyperion looked around, her eyes scanning Lange and Talia, and a sarcastic smile appeared on the corner of her mouth.

This faint and inorganic voice could be heard clearly in the thunder.

"No, Hyperion, I never meant to fool you..."

Talia knelt down almost limply, her mouth pressed shut, making a whimpering sound.

Hyperion's words made her mother's heart crack inch by inch.

It was clearly Hyperion, whom she cared for and cherished the most, who was now so deeply hurt by herself.

"Why do you seem so sad at this moment? Are you saying these words seriously?"

Hyperion murmured as she looked at Talia, her voice low and hoarse.

"Hyperion, I won't lie to you, don't look at me with that look in your eyes, okay?"

Talia begged Hyperion, grabbing her hand.

"Then when you were having so much fun with Lange, didn't you ever think that I would be sad?"

Hyperion leaned down slightly and questioned.

"But, I really!"

Talia had never been looked at with such disgust by Hyperion, her voice was about to have a hint of crying.

"Let go of me!"

Hyperion waved her hand,甩开 Taliǎ, her expression stained with some of Mellogas's coldness.

"You keep saying that I'm your most important treasure, but all you can think about is how happy you are with Lange... I won't ask you, I'll ask Lange."

Saying this, Hyperion looked at Lange at the head of the bed.

Talia's response not only didn't quell the anger in her heart, but instead poured oil on it.

Hyperion didn't stop for a moment, no longer able to suppress the emotions that had nowhere to go.

She suddenly rushed towards Lange, wanting to press Lange down and question him.

Talia had already taught her with actions how to make Lange tell the truth!

"!"

Talia was shocked when she saw this, afraid that Hyperion would hurt Lange in this state.

She instinctively rushed forward first, hugging Lange tightly, protecting him with her back.

"Hyperion, don't hurt him."

Talia said tremblingly to Hyperion, hugging Lange's head tightly.

She never thought that one day, it would be Hyperion who wanted to grab Lange, and she would become the one protecting Lange.

"I... hurt him...?"

Hyperion paused, staring blankly at Lange and Talia.

This scene was too familiar.

Talia's affectionate protection was reflected in Hyperion's eyes.

The subtle movements of the two of them, everything was seen clearly by Hyperion.

"Is this what you call innocent..."

Something in Hyperion's heart seemed to shatter, the whites of her eyes gradually turning black, and black corrosive tears like crystal poison flowing down.

"Haha, hahaha!"

Hyperion laughed.

She didn't know what, besides anger, was湧起in her heart at this moment, she only felt her brain was about to go blank.

It was she who was hurting Lange, it was Talia who was protecting Lange, she didn't want this, but she couldn't let go of what Lange and Talia had done, she was very regretful and annoyed but had no solution.

Hyperion's expression was agitated, tears streaming down her face, and then she laughed.

"How many times have you hugged, and how can you be so skilled? Tata, you wouldn't already be prepared to give me a younger sister, would you?"

She staggered backward, her eyes flickering, muttering to herself, her expression becoming more and more terrifying.

"Hyperion, calm down!"

Antanas and Sinora wanted to come over and stop Hyperion when they saw this.

They felt that Hyperion had been completely stimulated this time.

They didn't know what Hyperion would become if she lost her mind!

Before they could react, Hyperion, who had further gone berserk, completely turned into a demonic form accompanied by purple mist, a slender scorpion tail winding out from her waist, her eyes already carrying a crazy mixture of murderous intent and love.

Antanas and Sinora pounced on Hyperion, wanting to subdue her safely, not daring to use too much force to hurt Hyperion.

However, Hyperion's strength was too violent, and she instantly grabbed the arms of Antanas and Sinora, then used their strength to甩开 them to the left and right.

"I don't want to endure your deception anymore! I—have—had—enough!"

Hyperion shouted hoarsely, her voice changed because she had completely lost her mind.

"!"

Lange only felt that what he saw at this moment was not Hyperion at all, but Talia's most feared, the profane demon king ten thousand years ago who had a unique understanding of love, at this time he only had the bottom-of-the-barrel magic cards to use, to prepare for the worst.

The lightning outside the window made everyone temporarily lose their sight, and when they recovered, Hyperion had already approached Talia.

"I poured my heart and soul into you, but you seduced my man!"

Hyperion grabbed Talia's back collar with a ferocious expression.

She forcibly pulled Talia away from Lange, pressed her down at the foot of the bed, and pressed Talia's lower back with her knee.

"What, what are you going to do!"

Talia shrank back, her head pressed on the bed.

Her back was cold, and she didn't know what Hyperion had become.

She felt Hyperion's anger and mental disorder!

"Hyperion, you can't do it!"

Lange also got up immediately, wanting to separate the two of them.

But Hyperion didn't want to pay attention to him at all, the retracted scorpion tail curled up, suddenly extending into a sharp刺, pinning Lange's sleeve to the headboard, telling him not to come over.

The next moment, even if Lange wanted to say something, he couldn't say it.

Hyperion had already used [Friendly Exchange] on Lange.

Lange shockingly捂着 his throat, his voice as if a knife was scraping it.

This was the first time in his life that he had tasted the taste of [Friendly Exchange].

He had once given Hyperion a replica version of [Friendly Exchange].

Lange never thought that Hyperion would use this card on him one day.

"Hyperion, how could you..."

Talia sobbed.

"Shut up! I don't want to hear it!"

Hyperion's voice pierced Talia's辩白,

"You cheap thing! I'm going to make you never dare to resist me in this life!"

She shouted hysterically, raised her hand high, and挥下 towards Talia with force.

啪!

Before Antanas and Sinora could try to stop Hyperion again, they were already dumbfounded.

Everything was too late.

They saw the crazy Hyperion—

Hyperion was hitting Talia's butt like she was severely disciplining a child.

Slap after slap.

"Eek!!"

Talia's face turned red, but she didn't dare to fight back.

"Oh my god..."

Sigrid raised her hand to cover her eyes, the gaps between her fingers letting her watch this scene in the room.

She didn't know who to help, and she couldn't understand why Tata was so guilty, even though Hyperion was already in a runaway state, but in theory, Tata could break free from Hyperion if she wanted to.

Sigrid looked at Lange.

Lange had already宕机 when he heard the crisp sounds.

"..."

His eyes rolled back, and he couldn't speak.

Sigrid didn't understand why Lange would be so surprised.

According to her推断, Tata and Hyperion were probably闺蜜friends who knew each other in Ikrith, so Hyperion would be so angry, and Tata would be so guilty.

But after this kind of conflict arose, the two of them fighting shouldn't scare Lange so badly, right?

…

On the other side of the residence.

On the staircase from the first floor to the second floor.

"Almis, how could it be you."

Iphatia smiled at the ice-snow pure woman beside her with throbbing excitement.

She had been watching the show's playback just fine when someone suddenly came to open her door and tried to use magic on her.

Iphatia subconsciously fought back against the enemy.

As a result, after feeling each other's magic power, the two demons stopped at the same time, recognizing each other.

"I didn't expect it to be you either, this is too amazing."

The ice-snow witch was still a little恍惚.

How could the expert in Professor Landry's first-floor guest room be Iphatia?

Then this assassination was probably a乌龙mistake!

In any case, it must be a good thing for their group to find a demonic friend who had been separated for many years, especially in the heart of the Kreet Empire.

The power to攻坚 Bloodmoon City was more than enough.

"I'll take you to see more friends!"

Iphatia couldn't wait to take Almis to see her older sister, brother-in-law, and Sister Sid, and of course, she could take them to find Yapo tomorrow.

The Kreet Empire was full of friends!

Iphatia even suspected that she had accidentally fallen asleep and was having a beautiful dream, dreaming that Almis had come to her house and found her!

"Then I'll also take you to see an old friend, she's upstairs."

The ice-snow witch also smiled in relief.

Moments 百年未见 centuries since the last time they met, Iphatia was still so easy to get along with.

For the ice-snow witch, the Second Princess was also a cute little sister, very friendly to her compatriots.

They walked quickly on the second-floor staircase, heading towards the end.

There were no battle波动fluctuations in the direction of the master bedroom, only some noisy commotion, which made both Iphatia and Almis rejoice that the people on both sides had not fought.

Until.

They stood in front of the bedroom door.

The crisp sound made Iphatia at the door呆呆的 stunned.

啪!

啪!!

Iphatia only saw her older sister trembling with each hit.

Iphatia was also scared and trembled.

Her Sister Talia was being so humiliated that she didn't dare to fight back?

She clearly felt that her older sister was both scared and in pain, and even her eyes were溢着flooded with tears, but she couldn't struggle at all, as if she had already屈服 surrendered.