Anya?

Almost at the same moment that she sensed the presence behind her, Xu Xiaoyou's mind conjured the name of the girl.

Had the other been hiding in the study since last night?

Suddenly, a sharp, intense pain exploded in her brain, and her Spiritual Gaze opened uncontrollably, with the enormous blood-red heart seemingly beside her, opening and closing its gaping, black-hole-like mouth, about to swallow her.

Xu Xiaoyou painfully closed her eyes, her entire body being slammed against the wall by Angelina, she groaned, stars dancing in her vision, the girl's iron grip tightly choking her throat, the suffocating feeling pressing on her nerves.

"Anya...." The intense dizziness and stabbing pain made Xu Xiaoyou instinctively call out softly.

Angelina's puzzlement froze in her dim eyes, as if recalling the meaning of this familiar name to her.

Xu Xiaoyou was certain that Anya was in a chaotic state now. The members of the Special Sixth Class were right in the courtyard, she had to find a way to stabilize her emotions; once she lost control, it would be troublesome.

As if recalling something, Angelina's dark pupils shrank intensely, her wolf ears standing erect like a bristling canine, her dark red pupils quickly turned into a slit, filled with bloodshot lines.

Upon hearing this familiar call, not only did Angelina show no sign of being awakened to rationality, but it seemed to stimulate her nerves, a terrifying aura burst outward in an instant, causing everything around to tremble violently, beams groaned under the strain, the entire study began to wobble precariously.

Feeling something was wrong, Xu Xiaoyou activated a "Hunter Perception" skill card into a beam of light that integrated into her body, hearing disturbances a hundred meters away.

"Chief, over there, something seems to be happening!"

"Let's go check it out."

Not good, the people from the Special Sixth Class are going to be drawn here by the commotion, she must first control Anya, frigid air gathered on Xu Xiaoyou's fingertips, stabbing Angelina's neck.

Angelina sneered, mocking the girl's overestimation of her abilities, easily grasping Xu Xiaoyou's wrist, suspending her whole body in the air, blood-red tentacles intertwined in a spiral, penetrating Xu Xiaoyou's abdomen, slowly twisting.

Angelina's chest heaved violently, staring intently at the pained face of Xu Xiaoyou, bursts of desire's heart's bloody aura erupted outward, she couldn't understand her deep-seated hatred for the girl, so strong it made her abandon rationality.

'I hate you!'

'I hate you!!'

'I hate you!!!'

The Heart of Desire roared, the mental chaos more disabling than the physical pain, leaving Xu Xiaoyou unable to think, her blank consciousness preventing any contemplation on how much longer before the Special Sixth Class people arrived, how she could stop Anya's rampage, whether she would be killed by her.

On an impulse, she painfully raised her hand, placing it on Angelina's head.

Angelina: "!"

As though struck by lightning, the hatred froze on her face. Xu Xiaoyou seized the chance, her body darting out like a rabbit, but Angelina quickly reacted and yanked her ankle, pinning her down.

In the pandemonium, Angelina's claws raked deep, bone-visible wounds on Xu Xiaoyou's shoulder, the scent of blood awakened her genetic hunting instincts, she'd an urge to tear apart and feast on the girl beneath her.

Xu Xiaoyou's head hit the ground, her whip-wielding hand nearly crushed by Angelina's grip threatening to snap bones, chaos of pain and assault made her instinctively release her grip, she intended to activate an "Attack Deflection", but Angelina crushed the skill card.

Watching the skill card dissolve into scattering gold flecks, Xu Xiaoyou hesitated, Angelina's iron-like hands once again clamped her throat, lowering her head to meet her gaze, smiling with eyes devoid of warmth, only endless coldness and madness.

A black glove gently caressed her fragile neck, searching for the most vulnerable angle, leather's ice-cold texture transmitted to her skin, her Spiritual Gaze on her cheek trembled to the utmost, eagerly awaiting to merge with the Heart of Desire.

She'd never imagined reuniting with Anya in this scenario.

Was Angelina really intending to eat her alive?

She had to strategize, or Anya would bite through her throat before the Special Sixth Class arrived.

Should she call for help from the Special Sixth Class?

In this state, Anya had virtually no chance to escape the encirclement.

Should she abandon Anya entirely?

Xu Xiaoyou's thoughts became meticulous bit by bit, she regained calmness, dismissing chaotic whispers, her eyes steady, palming a new skill card—"Aura Concealment".

Rather than using it on herself, she applied it on Angelina, relying on instinct-driven actions, the latter felt no threat from the skill card, unlike earlier, she didn't obstruct this time, instead, she bent down as sharp teeth nearly punctured the girl's throat.

"Chief, her aura disappeared again..."

Outside the study, Bai Zhou sniffed the air's ambiance, frowning as he spoke.

Chichu Hong looked towards the courtyard's wall tops: "Did she escape again?"

"There's a scent of blood indoors; shall we go in for a look?" Yun Yao glimpsed the scene within the study, noticing the man's body submerged in a pool of blood, fully transformed into the gruesome form of a Primordial Fishman.

"It's the work of the Abyssal White Flower, surely hasn't fled far, let's chase!" Chichu Hong swiftly decided, subsequently leaping over the wall, pursuing towards the distance.

"Chief? Tsk, always ahead when encountering these situations." Bai Zhou muttered, summoning his Blood Monarch to quickly follow.

Yun Yao stayed behind, observing the determined face of Uncle Hei, noticing the unusual state of the man's corpse on the ground, wanting to investigate further but was halted by the latter.

"Uncle Hei?" Yun Yao was perplexed.

Uncharacteristically steady Uncle Hei shook his head without explanation. Meanwhile, just a wall away, a blonde girl's face veiled in shadows, chin raised, blood continuously flooded from throat into lungs moment by moment, Xu Xiaoyou merely covered her mouth to stifle any sounds.

Instinctively sensing imminent danger, Angelina had no extra motion, pressing Xu Xiaoyou's slender, fair wrist firmly, maintaining the posture of biting through the girl's throat, fierce eyes conveying a warning to the prey beneath, even the slightest murmur would result in biting off her throat.

"Don't let them fight alone, let's go." Uncle Hei said.

Yun Yao, clueless, couldn't comprehend why the reliable old man's attitude was so uncharacteristically abnormal, yet she didn't ponder much, there was sense in his words, her companions were pursuing the enemy, and encountering danger now would be a disaster.

Colleagues who shared laughter moments ago, the next instant lost to unforeseen incidents was a painful experience not new within the association.

Yun Yao heaved her heavy artillery, chasing fellow pursuers out of the courtyard, leaving only Uncle Hei stationed, gripping his weapon tightly, a blade-like sharpness flickered in his weathered eyes, taking a final glance at the study before departing.

Behind the wall, Xu Xiaoyou breathed a sigh of relief, Angelina impatiently sought to tear the prey's neck apart, savor the fresh flesh, as hands gently placed upon her head, softly striking a caress.

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