MTL - Twilight Boundary-Chapter 401 The best way to kill the Witch God

Chapter 401 The best way to kill the Witch God

 “Wu Ya, hold on to Gu and worship witches!”

Also because Chief Wu Gong desperately wanted to rush into the mine vein, but he pushed out a bag, the situation suddenly took an unexpected turn.

Now he, or rather this precious Gu worm, left the Gu basin but could not enter the mine vein, so he suddenly fell into a situation with no protection on either side. He was frightened and frightened, and immediately screamed at the top of his lungs.

Just like the golden silkworm, although it is powerful, it is extremely weak. Even if it eats a chicken, it is even more so with today's Gu insects. Although the buzz of insects can be frightening, they can control Qi and possess strange powers. , but without protection, it can be trampled to death with just one kick.

Now, whether it is the incarnation of Wusong who is close at hand, or Hu Ma who is walking behind him, or even the meat-cutting craftsmen and the young apprentices who stay up late, as long as they are willing, they can come over and trample themselves into pulp.

Frightened, he finally couldn't care less, and suddenly raised his voice and let out a series of weird and obscure screams.

Following his desperate cry, Wuya next to him and the Witch God outside reacted violently at the same time, as if they could feel the danger of this Gu insect.

Wu Ya, who was being held by Wu Song's three incarnations and had countless Gu insects crawling into her body, had become extremely quiet, and even seemed to be showing signs of waking up.

But with the cry of the Wugong clan leader, he suddenly woke up. There were strange black patterns on his body, like living creatures. At the same time, he shook outwards. The three shaman incarnations that had crawled out of all the poisonous insects had already collapsed. omen.

Outside, the Witch God, who had tried to enter the valley several times, seemed to suddenly react to this warning sign. The endless black shadow suddenly branched to both sides, like flowing water, flowing over the stone walls of the hillside and passing through the flowers and plants. Tall trees rushed towards the valley from a distance.

When the leader of the Wugong clan saw this, he was overjoyed and shouted: "You are the only one left now. The lives of the whole clan are in your hands..."

However, Hu Ma borrowed Shou Sui's ability to control the mana on the altar, and borrowed the mana from the altar to bless Shou Sui's body. This gave him the ability to compete with the opponent. To put it simply, he may not be able to beat you. , but can hurt you.

 “Wu Ya, hurry up...”

 …

As the strange shadow flowed into the valley, Wusong's incarnation suddenly collapsed completely, and a nest of black corpse bees emerged from it. In an instant, it was submerged by part of the magic power of the Witch God, and was directly swallowed clean.

You want to break my altar, but it’s not that easy.

I have tried my best, but this thing is more like a collection of countless souls and evil beings. It is scattered and cannot be captured. And because it is scattered, it is impossible to cast a shackles on it, or to tie a body of water. You can't lock a handful of sand, and even if you kill him, it's not easy to kill him.

Following the pleading of Chief Wu Gong, the three incarnations of Wu Song were scattered, and Wu Ya, whose expression seemed to be slightly relieved, also slowly raised her head.

With slightly cold eyes, Hu Ma just glanced deep into the valley. It was time to see what the madman was capable of.

At this moment, part of the magic power that the Witch God entered into the valley immediately rushed towards Wu Ya. Circles of strange black lines appeared on her arms, waist, and legs.

Even Hu Ma looked gloomy at this moment...

There seemed to be a drop of crystal tears rolling down from the corner of her eyes. She turned her head and glanced at her father who had turned into a Gu insect. She slowly knelt on the ground, held her hands together, and made a gesture like the shaman outside the valley. The posture of silent prayer.

 The abilities of an individual can never compete with the things of those ethnic groups. The essence of existence of both sides is different.

 Such beings often cannot endure such great humiliation.

And this happened to work. After all, Hu Ma's magic power was limited, and the altar he built was not that big. At most, he could only protect Zhou Datong and the miners behind him within the scope of the altar, but he was unable to protect the entire valley.

This thing actually gave up?

From now on, in essence, he set up an altar to fight with the thing invited by this shaman. Of course, when it comes to magic power, he is far from him, and the two sides are not on the same level at all.

　　　…”

Boom…

As for you, as a reincarnated person, you have to submit an answer sheet at least, right?

 …

 I have already reached the limit by destroying nearly half of his mana with the curse written in the Zhensui Book. This performance cannot be said to be bad...

But now that the crisis suddenly appeared, this dignified evil **** actually retreated in front of the altar, dispersed his shadow, tried to bypass the red light, and entered the valley elsewhere.

Twisted and weird power instantly filled the entire valley, and even Hu Ma under the archway frowned slightly.

He could see that Wu Ya was being killed by something inside, completely killed. If Wu Ya was just affected by something and was going crazy earlier, then she is now. Completely disappear from this world.

Then at this moment, suddenly, another flute sounded in the forest in the distance.

This flute sound is different from the one played by the previous incarnation. It is more elegant and beautiful, and it falls in everyone's ears more clearly.

It contains some kind of power that only Gu people know, but it is also more powerful. Even Wu Ya, who is kneeling to pray, can't help but be stunned. He slightly raises his head and seems to have lost his mind, looking towards the place where the flute sounds. go.

Then he saw a figure slowly appearing among the misty bees. He was wearing a white robe, with disheveled hair, walking barefoot in the forest, his eyes were indifferent, and he was holding a bamboo flute in his hand.

As he appeared from the **** next to the valley, the strange flowing black mist and ever-changing shadows were all dispersed by invisible forces. Hu Ma felt that even the Witch God who was fighting against him seemed to have some power. Had some trembling reactions.

 “Wu Ya can’t be saved, she ate too much black Tai Sui...”

Slowly coming closer, the man in white robes and loose hair took a deep look at Wu Ya, but did not say anything. He looked at the Gu worm with the face of Chief Wu Gong, and seemed to be filled with deep pain and disappointment. , whispered:

“So Dad, are you really willing to kill everyone for this so-called witch god?”

  “…”    “It was you who harmed Wuya...”

The leader of the Wu Gong clan was equally angry, as if he had made a substantive voice: "If you hadn't stopped me, I would have entered the mine long ago, why would I need to involve Wu Ya and so many of my fellow tribesmen outside the valley?"

Now he seemed to have confidence. The magical power of the insects that had just been broken by flax actually had a faint tendency to revive, and the screams were sharp, causing the whole valley to roar.

 “Clan members?”

But unexpectedly, Wusong on the hillside, or Houerjiu, was surprisingly calm. He waved the bamboo flute gently in his hand, and the wind blew through the holes, and then made a faint sound, and the Wusong clan chief The buzz of the possessed poisonous insects was dispersed invisibly.

 Then he looked at the leader of the Wugong clan, with a look that seemed to be crying and laughing at the same time, and said, "Dad, do you really care about your clan members so much?"

"Actually, I originally planned to let you go into the mine. Only when the so-called witch **** you believe in is truly born and I kill it can I protect Wuya and the tribe."

“But now, I have changed my mind and am going to find another way to kill it…”

　　　…”

"kill?"

It was the first time that Chief Wugong heard the word "kill" spoken by Wu Song himself. He was stunned for a moment, but then he sneered wildly: "You are crazy, you are really crazy..."

 “You want to kill the Witch God…”

“The witch **** is my witch god. As long as there is still a witch god, the witch **** will never die...”

　　　…”

"He has already suffered a loss at the mouth of the valley. If he suffers a loss, he will die, right?"

After listening to his words, Houerjiu's eyes showed a strange light, and he said in a low voice: "Although what you said is right, since the shaman is alive, he will not die. Then I will put these tribesmen, Wouldn’t it be over if we kill them all?”

 “Kill all the clan members?”

Even Hu Gong, the leader of the Wu Gong clan in this state, was suddenly startled. He even didn't quite understand what Wu Song's words meant. Even Hu Ma at the archway suddenly felt a little weird and couldn't react.

"While you are here refining Gu, I went back to the village."

The man wearing a white robe, holding a bamboo flute in his hand, slowly looked at the Wugong clan leader and said: "I know you brought half of the clan members to help, and there are still some left in the village, so I will They were all killed and used for beekeeping.”

“I want to see if the sorcerer **** you call protecting the people will tell you this news.”

"But it didn't. It shows that it is not the **** who protects us as you said. No matter how many people die in the village, it is not as important as the things in this vein."

　　　…”

As he spoke, he gently raised his head and looked in the direction of the valley entrance, where the other half of the clan members in the village were. His eyes seemed to be out of focus. After a while, he slowly said: "And now, I I plan to borrow their lives to kill your witch god."

"It has been parasitic on our village for too long, and has even become one with the dead people and insects in our village..."

“Then, when the last shaman who supported him dies, theoretically, it should also die, right?”

“It just kills more people, but it’s worth it to verify the conjecture...”

　　　…”

 “You...how dare you?”

Chief Wu Gong was attached to the insect, and the last remaining consciousness was shocked by this scene.

 Nearly collapsed immediately.

 In any case, he never thought that Wusong would do such a thing.

No wonder this lunatic disappeared for a while without knowing his whereabouts. I just thought that he had become mad again and didn't know where to hide. It turned out that he just took this opportunity to go to the village.

 It’s no wonder that just now he suddenly had so much material to feed corpse bees, and now he...

Indescribable fear and despair resounded throughout the valley in the form of insect chirping. This was the first time that Chief Wu Gong felt the impact that almost made him collapse. He could only utter such a sentence.

Not only him, but also the Witch God outside, who was clearly confronting Hu Ma, suddenly felt an indescribable tremor, which was clear fear.

Faced with their fear, Wu Song was in a trance, and then a confused smile appeared on his face and said: "Don't you dare?"

 “But I’ve already taken action...”

 (End of this chapter)