Mystery Paradise: Wishing Power Demon

Chapter 106: Chapter 105: The Power of Fulfilling Wishes

Chapter 106 -105: The Power of Fulfilling Wishes

Everyone instinctively turned their gaze to the mechanic, Coalball.

Almost every member of the Skeleton Hand had an unforgettable and tragic experience, but only Coalball’s occurred in City L. His father, having fallen into drug addiction, was forced to serve the Skojia Gang, and eventually, during a gang vendetta, his family was attacked by armed thugs. His parents and sister were all killed by gunfire. Only Coalball, who was studying on Gran Island, narrowly escaped the same fate.

In fact, the fate of many families in the lower city area was similar to Coalball’s.

Born into humble beginnings with no money for private schools, it was very difficult for them to pull themselves out of the mire relying solely on their own efforts. Many ultimately had no choice but to join gangs and engage in petty theft. In this process, those lacking self-control easily succumbed to addiction due to mental health issues.

The world was developing rapidly, but the fruits of that development would never fall upon their heads.

“I really do want revenge, and have thought about it for more than ten years, but that’s not the only reason I joined the Skeleton Hand,” Coalball shook his head, “I don’t want everyone to risk their lives for me.”

“If we want to deal with Lucy Mormen, we’ll have to deal with the Skojia Gang,” Blan said thoughtfully, “And the Skojia Gang members are all bloodthirsty, with more weapons stashed than the police. Even in the middle of a bustling area, they would definitely open fire if they wanted to kill someone.”

In other words, any dealings with them would undoubtedly reek of blood.

For the former Skeleton Hand, trying to shake the opposition with their own power was almost impossible—whether through legal means or violent conflict, Lucy Mormen and his gang were colossuses, and they, a mere seven people in total, were not even enough to fill the gaps between the enemy’s teeth.

Without that contract, the gap between ideas and reality would remain as vast as a chasm.

“But now it’s different. I now have the power to make a change, and you will witness the changes with your own eyes,” Ailuodi patted Coalball’s shoulder, “And you… after waiting for ten years, if there’s a chance for you to take revenge with your own hands, would you come with me?”

The latter couldn’t help but clench his fists.

“Do you even have to ask?”

Ailuodi then looked at the other companions.

“Please, boss, we were planning to follow you even when you weren’t an Angel, let alone now,” Xi Er elegantly ran her fingers through her long hair, “Miss Qing just reminded you of the risks, but she didn’t say it was absolutely impossible. Come on, what do you want us to do? If you need me to drive, I’d even drive to the Mariana Trench for you!”

“It’s six o’clock in the evening now,” Ailuodi glanced at the wall clock, “Is Lucy Mormen in City L?”

“The schedule shows that he should be at his own home tonight, which is Herlum Manor Villa in the suburbs. Wait a minute—” Frey said, raising her big round glasses in surprise, “You’re not planning to take action tonight, are you!?”

“One night is enough,” Ailuodi said confidently. She had taken a good dose of the Blood of Will before coming back, and her power was at its peak in her life.

Moreover, she was aware that time on the other side was flying by, and if she stayed here too long, more than ten days might have passed when she returned. As absurd as it sounded, she indeed did not want any mishaps to befall the Demon, and felt rather uneasy not being able to watch over him at the moment. “Listen carefully…” The Angel explained her plan in detail, “Later, you’ll all do this, understand?”

“No problem!” everyone put their hands together in a stack, “Long live Skeleton Hand!”

…

At 8:30 pm, atop a windmill near the Herlum Manor Villa, Blan confirmed the target’s location through binoculars. “Lucy Mormen is dining in the living room. I can’t ascertain how many bodyguards there are inside the house, but there are likely no fewer than five. There are even more in the yard, easily thirty at a casual count. The minute you make a sound, they’ll be able to surround you.”

And these men were all elite members of the Skojia Gang, each armed with a gun.

“Thanks. After I head out, you go meet up with Xi Er,” Ailuodi gave her bulletproof vest one final check—despite her powers, an extra layer of insurance was always wise. “I estimate it won’t take me more than a few minutes.”

“At this point, besides believing in you, there’s nothing else I can do,” Blan said with a wry smile, then added seriously, “Please make sure to return safely.”

The Angel spread her wings, a faint glow illuminating the windmill blades and Blan’s face. A breeze seemed to stir around them, and Ailuodi’s short hair danced along with it.

“I promise you that,”

She then took out a hood and put it on her face, concealing the girl’s lovely features and replacing them with a white skeleton mask.

The next second, Ailuodi took to the air and flew towards the villa half a mile away!

Within half a minute, she had already reached above the house.

Then Ailuodi wrapped herself in a whirlwind and shot straight towards the rooftop—having already verified in Paradise that not even steel-forged strange armaments could withstand the vertical strike of the Wind Kissed Sword, what’s more the timber and tiled roof?

Accompanied by a loud noise, the roof was instantly broken open with a large hole!

Her momentum unabated, she then pierced through two floors in succession and accurately landed in the villa’s dining room.

Immediately, alarm bells went off in the yard, and even the floodlights around lit up.

Lucy Mormen sat at one end of the dining table, staring dumbfounded at the “winged person” who landed from the sky, forgetting to put down the knife and fork in his hands.

“We’re under attack!”

“Protect the boss!”

The bodyguards around Lucy were quick to react; they each pulled out the holstered submachine guns from their waists and started a barrage of gunfire at Ailuodi. The bullets that scattered hit the table, flinging wood chips everywhere, and the dishes and goblets that were hit shattered into pieces, with sharp fragments flying about.

But all of this seemed to stand still in Ailuodi’s eyes.

Glass danced in the air but never seemed to hit the ground; she could even clearly see the rhythmic flames spurting from the muzzles of their guns.

This was a new ability she demonstrated after obtaining a large amount of Blood of Will.

She called it ‘Speed of Wind’.

Then, Ailuodi moved forward, passing through the table like walking through rain on a street, and while everyone else was still looking at where she had landed, she had already singled out Lucy Mormen right in front of him.

She picked up a wine bottle from the table and smashed it on his head, shattering it instantly, the flying brown base glass refracting countless flickering candle lights.

Lucy passed out immediately.

Ailuodi grabbed the gang leader, whose eyes had rolled up white, and once again took off into the air, flying out through the hole she came in from.

“Cease, cease fire!”

“Where’s the person?”

The Skojia Gang had emptied a drum of bullets before realizing the enemy had vanished without a trace, leaving behind only the subsiding chaos of the whirlwind but an even more terrifying discovery was yet to come—

“Our boss is gone!”

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