White Eagle Warrior 2

Life Needle

"Sir, can you stop for a second?! I want to pee" said Suhita.

The coachman seemed to think for a moment, before then he shook his head. As per orders, he must not stop before arriving at the destination, "please you understand. I couldn't possibly risk my head for such a small matter. You just piss from there."

Suhita immediately stood up, she was like she was about to leave as the coachman said. But the other thing he did. Quickly and unexpectedly, Suhita's hand moved to pull out two needles that stuck in the back of the coachman's head.

Not as Suhita calculated. The needle stuck so hard that Suhita could not pull it out. Suddenly, the coachman who felt pain immediately floated a raw bogem towards Suhita's face.

Suhita convulsed, he tried to resist the attack of the carriage driver and locked the two hands of the person. Suhita was still very curious about the Life Needle earlier, why was it so difficult to get off?!

BRAAAKKK!

Two bodies fell from the horse-drawn carriage. The wooden wall of the carriage was broken after being pressed by those who used inner power.

"Son doesn't know it's lucky! How dare you try to make trouble with me!" the train driver's face looks so blustery. To be sure, he felt that his strength was so underestimated.

"Sir, sorry. I just want to help you. Rest assured, your screams will decrease once the needle is removed," Suhita tried to speak carefully.

"Kumiyihhh! Know what you know about suffering?! Useless boy, I'll kill you!" finished saying, the coachman directly hit Suhita. His eyes and ears were blind and deaf. Blind from reality, deaf to truth. All he had was unwarranted emotions.

Without having a choice, Suhita was forced to serve the style of attack directed at him. If not, then it is no pleasantries that the coachman will kill Suhita without mercy.

"It's not wrong, this person is under the influence of demonic-powers!" hiss Suhita in heart.

The aura emitted by the horse coachman the more time it showed that he was no longer a complete human being. He is under the influence of a false science that keeps his heart and mind from working. All that remains is a program of the will of the person in control.

Suhita tried to twist her brain, she should immediately be able to release the Life Needle that made the horseman lose his identity. But how? Suhita also did not want to if until he hurt the coachman.

Bugh! Bugh! Suhita unleashed a long-range punch, making the body of the coachman crash hard onto the ground.

"Ah, not working," Suhita sighed after finding the coachman back up and her eyes filled with resentment despite the pain.

If Hita had to increase the level of her inner power punch, which was feared the coachman would even be doomed. There was no other choice, Hita had to make the coachman unable to fight.

WUUR !!! a jet white powder spray welcomes the attack of horsemen. Instantly his eyes became twitched, it did not take long the body of the coachman collapsed, limp and not powered. Only the look in his eyes was left, sharp and full of resentment.

"I'm sorry, but I can't let this jaha*nam needle keep controlling your body" Suhita turned the coachman's body upside down. Suhita could see a bulge from the base of the Life Needle at the back of the coachman's head.

The chariot driver was still a chariot coachman, from the beginning he was not equipped with good martial skills until even though now he had been influenced by the Needle of Life still his ability did not become frightening. It must be admitted if the way the Orange Moon applies is very wise. Thus he could trick the officers and guard soldiers at every door of the city. Because the coachman in use is just an ordinary person.

Suhita took out the surgical tool from inside her medicine box. With the help of those tools, Suhita could do a deeper examination. He can get the whole needle head.

"I have to forcefully pull it out" Suhita muttered.

By focusing his mind, Suhita channeled the deep power he had on his palm. Until the tool he used to clamp the needle's head became vibrating violently. Light is emitted from the two objects that touch each other. With all her might, Suhita stomped both her hands.

"Hump!" hita's body was lined up when he managed to pull out one needle.

Suhita looked at the silver needle in her hand. There is nothing special about the needle, only the spell used is a differentiator.

Kraaakk! Kraaakk! Sounds like moving bones. When Hita turned her head towards the body of the chariot driver, she found the figure of the undead moving stiffly towards him.

"Ah, what is this?!" Suhita squinted her eyes. His guess did not miss. The chariot driver was a corpse that lived under the control of the Life Needle.

"Hiiyaatttt !!!" Suhita was forced to release a dragon tread blow on the car driver's body.

With one blow so hard, the remaining one of the Life Needles still stuck on the head of the carriage coachman instantly came loose and fell to the ground. But along with that, the chariot driver's body turned to ashes. His body that had been forced strong all this time, had now returned to its condition as it should.

"The undead attack. One thing is dangerous and one to watch out for. They were dead people, who knew fear," Suhita let out a long sigh. He scavenged the ground mixed with dust from the chariot driver's body. Hita managed to find another Life Needle that stuck in the head of the coachman.

"Wait a minute, who exactly is the beautiful girl who claimed to be named the Orange Moon? She must not be a good person," Suhita recalled the person who a moment ago had amazed her so much. It turned out that all the sweet words that were thrown from the girl's mouth were only a disguise that hid her identity, who she really was.

"Not unlike men who wear masks, how is it different from women who wear make-up?!"

Then what about the Rain Shield Clan? Will Suhita still come to that place? The curiosity that had appeared, suddenly turned into fear. Suhita only realized that she had entered into a trap. The tantalizing bait placed in the trap, indeed makes all dangers disguised.

"I have to get out of this forest immediately," Suhita hurriedly moved. He didn't want the Orange Moon to find him.

"Little aunt, it looks like you're going the wrong way. If you're lost, why don't you ask me for directions?!"

"Ah, fuck. Why is he so fast coming?!" Suhita. In front of him, at the root of a wood, had sat sweetly a girl who suddenly became very frightening in Suhita's eyes. He is none other than the Moon of Orange. A heretical swordsman who mastered the ability to read minds very perfectly.