Operation Red Book

Chapter 452: Throw it behind that old toad!

"do not move……"

A hoarse yet dignified voice suddenly sounded in Ivy's ears, like the cold wind in a cold night, or like wet soil.

The expected stinging pain did not appear. Ivy curled up her body, her eyelids trembling slightly, her posture like an embryo still in the uterus.

She felt like she was falling into a warm cloud, not an electric grid that filled the entire lake.

Unable to tell whether they were real floating clouds or an illusion before death, Ivy closed her eyes tightly, and a trace of gratitude actually floated through her head filled with fear.

Thank you for your adrenaline and your healthy limbs...

I am grateful to the people I have met in the past twenty years, my family, friends, teachers, my good sister Christine, my sworn enemy Menissa...

And there is the Tathagata Buddha and the Bodhisattva Avalokitesvara in the Eastern Paradise...

Thinking of this, Ivy's heart suddenly surged with a tingling pain, the power of which was comparable to that of a lightsaber at its maximum power.

"Tsk!"

As Ivy continued to tremble, the voice above her head became noticeably angrier.

The energy around her body became increasingly tense, as if a pair of broad arms were holding Ivy's body tightly in the center.

"Do not be afraid……"

It was that heart-wrenching voice again.

Ivy's tightly closed eyelids moved, and since there was no pain, she began to open her eyes little by little.

The swirling lake water flowed around her, mixed with vine-like blue and purple electric currents.

The rustling sound of water splashing and the crackling sound of electric current intertwined, playing the melody of life in Ivy's ears.

Sure enough, she was right, she was still in this lake where water and electricity intertwined.

However, not only did the deadly electric current not touch her body, even the pervasive running water did not wet her clothes.

Her body was surrounded by a translucent white film.

It was this thin film, as thin as a cicada's wing, that blocked the message of death from her ears.

"Lord Leon?"

Ivy felt the coldness on her back and waist and spoke cautiously.

"Don't...don't move. I'm...I'm sending you...out..."

His voice came from above, as if he was enduring great pain.

"What’s wrong with you……"

Ivy asked worriedly, but the moment she asked, she discovered the thin layer of electricity running outside the film.

Looking closely, one can see that there are dense blood vessels distributed on that translucent film.

The outer layer of electric current crawled on the blue and purple blood vessels like a poisonous snake, and some tiny sparks burst out from time to time.

The places where sparks flew had already been burned black and hardened.

Ivy hissed heavily, and she soon realized that these films were all Lord Leon's bat wings.

In other words, he was using his body to block the lightning attack for Ivy.

Ivy immediately lost all her strength and snuggled in Lord Leon's arms without moving.

His panting could be heard constantly from above, sometimes it was a suppressed cry of pain, sometimes it was a suppressed hiss.

The charred remains of the butterfly were pushed aside by the egg-shaped hard shell and slowly floated past Ivy's eyes.

The higher they went, the more butterfly remains they saw.

Likewise, where there are more butterfly remnants, the floating loose black robe becomes larger.

When Lord Leon carried Ivy onto the water's surface, a streak of paleness just appeared on the horizon.

Christine shouted Ivy's name and ran towards her. Ivy was about to respond, but found that her toes slowly touched the ground.

"Its daybreak……"

Lord Leon said softly behind her.

He carefully opened the film that wrapped Ivy, and the wrinkled black scab made a loud "crackling" sound.

"I hate daytime..."

"Why?" Ivy asked inexplicably.

The answer she got was the silence of the wind blowing through the grass.

After a while, Ivy felt a cool touch on the hair on the back of her head, as if Lord Leon was slowly combing her hair with his cool fingers.

"Because the night truly belongs to you and me..."

He leaned over to her ear and breathed softly.

Following an inexplicable answer, Lord Leon placed a kiss as light as a falling leaf on the tip of Ivy's red ear, and then slowly left in the cool morning breeze.

"Ms. Ivy! Miss Ivy..."

Christine's cry was close at hand, yet so far away.

Ivy stayed there in a trance for a long time. She half-knelt on the soft grass, her mind full of Lord Leon's cool body temperature and his suggestive words.

"Ms. Ivy!"

It wasn't until Christine flashed in front of Ivy's eyes twice that Ivy finally looked at that anxious face.

Is she awake? It seems not...

"Ms. Ivy! Are you okay? Are you hurt?"

"There is electricity in the water... It's very, very dangerous..."

"Oh my God! Miss Ivy, why is your face so red? And your neck! And your ears! Do you have a fever?"

"He seems to be injured, seriously injured. It seems that all his energy here has been used up..."

"The translucent person just now...what's that in your hand? Ah! A cross! That's great, Miss Ivy! I thought the cross had already sunk to the bottom of the water!"

"The cross... has an effect on vampires. What... what did I do..."

Ivy's answer to Kristen's question was totally irrelevant.

Her eyes were dull and her pupils were trembling, and it was obvious that the vampire had eaten her heart out.

"Miss Ivy!"

Kristen puffed her cheeks and slapped Ivy's face hard with both hands.

"Find out what's going on now, Miss Ivy!"

She kneaded Ivy's cheeks vigorously and said hatefully through gritted teeth.

Ivy's eyes were suddenly squeezed into tiny slits by her rubbed cheeks.

She groaned and moaned, and after a while she was awakened by the heat herself.

"Ah! It's almost dawn! Let's go back!"

She stood up in shock, only to find that she and Christine were surrounded by a circle of silent black-robed "ghosts".

"how come!"

Christine hurriedly took out her pistol and protected Ivy behind her without thinking.

Endless black-robed "ghosts" rushed out of the woods and joined the team to "encircle and suppress" Ivy and Christine.

Without saying a word, they approached the two panicked girls step by step.

This is bad...

In front of him were layers of black-robed "ghosts", and behind him was a lake of high voltage electricity...

Joshua's lightsaber was thrown into the bottom of the lake by Ivy, and Christine's bullets were running out...

Lord Leon was seriously injured in order to save Ivy, and Holmes and Jacob were waiting for them to come and rescue him...

Thinking of this, Ivy hissed irritably.

She tugged at Christine's belt and moved back in small steps. The helplessness and sadness in her heart had already turned into melancholy and sighs.

Could the situation get any worse?

"You disgusting little brat! I finally caught you!"

There really is...

Viscount Dalton flew up from a pile of black robes with his hands raised, staring down at Ivy's surprised face.

"you……"

Ivy was shocked. Viscount Dalton's face and body were still bloody, but since he could appear alone, it meant that...

Walter has met with misfortune.

"Shit..."

Too slow... too slow...

Guilt and sorrow spread and swelled in Ivy's heart, crystal tears swirled in her eyes, she was trembling all over, her hands were clenched into fists, and her back teeth were almost broken.

"What gives you the right to stare at me like that?"

Dalton bared his fangs and roared.

"If it weren't for you, would I have ended up like this?"

"You deserve to die..."

"You deserve to die!" Dalton fought back, "You put me in jail! You instigated Lord Dorian! You upset Lady Lilith! And you even ruined this perfect Black Mass!"

"Fortunately! Fortunately! The people she handed over to me are my mortal enemies! Walter! Holmes! SCO! And you, bitch!"

"Just try and curse me again!" Ivy screamed.

"I'll scold you if you want, why do you have to pick a day? You lowly, despicable East Asian pig!"

"Ahhhhhhhhhh-"

"Bang bang bang!"

Christine did not fire the gun.

A hole appeared in the heavily encircled black robe, and a thin black figure quickly flashed into the encirclement.

"Merciful Heavenly Father, please forgive these sinners who have troubled you and punish them for their sins forever..."

Jacob lifted Ivy's arm holding the cross high up, and he quickly finished a whole prayer with his lips opening and closing.

His head was covered in blood, but his movements were neat and smooth, which not only stunned Ivy and Christine, but also made the enemies almost unable to react.

"Throw it behind him!"

After saying his prayer, Jacob let go of Ivy's arm and yelled.

"what?"

"I say! Throw it behind that old toad!"