Grudge Breaker

Chapter 244: Not Going to Hell
"Click, click, click."

Song Weichen could even hear the sound of his bones being crushed. It rang so clearly in his eardrums that the pain was not obvious, but the fear brought by the hearing severely pricked his nerves.

"Holding the stove and stomping about... the sacrificial offering is huge... the gods love food and drink... beating drums and bells to escort the corpse... offering sacrifices... offering sacrifices..."

The eerie and ethereal voice came from the mouth of the Lord of Corpses. Along with the strange words, there was also the equally ethereal and strange sound of bells echoing all around.

When...when...

The mysterious bell sounds made Song Weichen's Huangting hurt.

It's really strange. Even though almost all the bones in my body were broken by this strange hand, the pain is concentrated only in Huangting.

...In a trance, she seemed to understand something.

It’s not the marks of the past life that are causing trouble right now, or rather, it’s not just the marks of the past life that are causing trouble.

——This mark shamelessly collaborated with the Death Curse and upgraded itself to 2.0.

If the torture of the mark of her previous life was like a daily task in the game, it has now become an epic-level difficulty copy. In the copy, there is a question mark-level elite monster that looks like the lord of the corpse forest, and it wants to devour her marrow and break her bones.

She entered the dungeon alone, her health bar was almost at the bottom and she had no strength to struggle.

For a moment, all kinds of emotions were stuck in her throat. Several vivid faces flashed before Song Weichen's eyes, Sang Pu, Mo Tingfeng, Zhuang Yuheng - their faces flashed and blended, and gradually merged into her own face.

……

I don't go to hell, who goes to hell?
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Ding...Ding!

The bell hammer struck, and the mysterious bell sound became louder and louder. Each time the bell hammer struck, it seemed to hit her Huangting, and the severe pain almost annihilated and tore her apart.

Song Weichen vomited another mouthful of blood, which was mixed with foam and blood clots, and looked extremely horrifying.

The face of the Lord of the Corpse Forest was reduced to nothing but dry bones. The jawbone had been stretched to its limit, but at this moment, the crack seemed to be even bigger, as if the smile was even more intense.

It knew she couldn't hold on any longer.

This strange face was floating in the air, looking down at Song Weichen who was clamped by the strange hand. With the sound of a bell, a small layer of black gas emerged from the eye socket of the third eye on the forehead of the Ghost King. The gas gathered into a ball and began to spin like an eyeball, spinning faster and faster.

Suddenly! The "eyeball" left the eye socket, carrying a strange black tail and crashing into Song Weichen's Huangting like a meteor!
boom! !

The force was enough to pierce her through.

A mouthful of black blood spurted out and Song Weichen completely lost consciousness.
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"micro……"

"Wake up!"

Faintly hearing someone calling her, Song Weichen opened her eyes with great difficulty.

"Crack."

The sound of her bones breaking came to her ears again. It was not a dream. That strange face was still smiling strangely in the air. Along with that smile, the fingers holding her tightened obviously.

"I'm alive?"

As this thought came to her mind, Song Weichen clearly felt an evil aura coming from the Lord of Corpses, circling around the fingers that were restraining her, transforming into a sticky and terrifying black snake that tried to drill into her body from the Huangting point - and inside this most critical part of her life, something was fighting desperately for her!
what is it then?

……

"Big sister! Hold on! Use the puppet control technique to release me and Brother Qinglong! Quick!"

"Oh! That's right! Leave Sister Zhuque behind to guard your 'place of rest', which is your Huangting! Don't blast her out with her!"

……

The voice of the little guinea pig sounded in Song Weichen's mind. The tone was extremely serious, very different from the past, and gradually brought her back to her senses.

The dying Song Weichen actually curled the corners of his mouth slightly, as if he was smiling.

She was indeed smiling.

Yes... She is not bearing it alone now, she also has the little bird in the puppet train, Ao Bing, and the little fat guinea pig - the puppet train and she are of the same spirit and they are fighting for her!
Blood kept oozing from the corners of her mouth. She used her last breath to try her best to activate the puppet-controlling technique.

Song Weichen knew very well that if she died, the phantom spirit she raised in the puppet would disappear with her.

So even at this moment, for the little guinea pig, the bird and Ao Bing, she must try her best to survive!

Besides, she doesn't want to die at all!

"If I don't go to hell, who will?"

"No, I won't go to hell... I won't go to hell!!"
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"Sacrifice..."

The strange and illusory voice in the air sounded again. Hearing this voice, the black snake became obviously irritable. Its body quickly expanded like a giant black python. It raised its neck, bared its teeth and spewed out its tongue, trying to swallow Song Weichen!
In a flash, a fishy wind came, blowing Song Weichen's hair into a mess, and the snake's tongue almost touched her face!

At the critical moment, the Azure Dragon appears!
With a thunderous aura, it flew towards the black snake, and its dragon tail swung out a wave of water thunder, which intercepted the black snake's attack!

The black snake paused obviously when it encountered the obstacle, then it rolled and swam backwards, retreating to advance, waiting for an opportunity to coil its body around the pillar and kill it.

Its body was covered in mucus that emitted wisps of black gas, and a few drops of it dripping onto the ground instantly turned the lush grass within a thirty-foot radius into dead fluff - although Song Weichen was extremely weak, he was conscious and aware, which made him extremely anxious.

"Be careful……"

She was powerless to speak, and could only silently worry for Qinglong in her heart. "Big sister, don't worry, don't worry!"

At some point, the little guinea pig had jumped onto her head, and was gently patting her forehead with its little paws to comfort her. It could clearly hear her heartbeat.

"Brother Qinglong is not that fragile. The mucus on the black snake is corpse fluid, which is highly corrosive. But our brother Qinglong has the most masculine and strong thunder energy, which is specifically designed to defeat evil things!"

Sure enough, the black snake seemed to be afraid of the thunder energy around the blue dragon and did not dare to fight closely. Instead, it pressed itself close to the ground and formed a circle - the corpse fluid dripping from the snake's body withered all the mountain grass around it, and a black circle in the withered land looked ridiculous and weird.

The green dragon leaped closer, its body surrounded by thunderclouds and lightning mist, its body hidden in the midst of it seemed as if it had an extra layer of protective barrier. The dragon's claws were clearly visible, with lightning flashing between them, gathering layers of thunder energy.

When it reached the sky above the "black circle", a dragon roar was heard that shook the mountains, and the green dragon's sharp claws attacked the black snake's vital points, as if it wanted to pull it into the air and tear it into pieces!
At the moment when Qinglong was about to grab its vital point, the black snake changed again. The black giant python transformed into countless extremely thin small snakes, like black lines, instantly turning the "black circle" into a "semi-sphere" and trapping Qinglong inside!

Those "black lines" dripped down with countless sticky black rain. Even though Qinglong was not afraid of the corpse fluid, he was trapped in it and couldn't get out for a while. The thunder cloud on his body was constantly eroded and slowly became thinner.

The situation suddenly became tense.

At this moment, the strange hand that trapped Song Weichen suddenly made a creaking sound. With the sound, countless fingers tightened again, as if trying to crush her into meat paste.

She couldn't breathe at all.
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"puff!"

The little guinea pig jumped onto the finger that was restraining Song Weichen's heart and lungs and let out a loud electric fart. Unlike the previous skill that immobilized Li Qingshui, this time the finger trembled obviously, as if it was paralyzed, and then uncontrollably relaxed its grip on Song Weichen.

"puff!"

"puff!"

"puff!"

The little guinea pig jumped up and down between the fingers and did the same thing, and soon the main fingers that were trapped on Song Weichen became powerless.

Song Weichen, who had been suspended in the air tightly held by fingers, began to slowly slide to the ground. From time to time, fingers bent over to restrain her, but she was controlled by the electric fart of the little guinea pig.

At the same time, the light of thunder on Qinglong's body became brighter - although it was the extremely strong and masculine thunder energy, after all, it was also a thing born from puppet energy, and it actually attracted real thunder from the sky!

——Brother Long did it on purpose. The thunder from that day did not waste any of it. It all struck the "Black Python Transforming into Ten Thousand Snakes" that covered the Azure Dragon. Black smoke and a foul smell filled the air. When the black smoke cleared, the black snakes disappeared, leaving only a withered grass circle on the ground.

The Qinglong hummed, leaned over and flew to the side of the strange hand, caught the still sliding Song Weichen on its back, and flew to a safe place.

The situation was very good for a while.

"yeah!"

The little guinea pig continued to fart while standing on the finger of a strange hand and making a victory gesture towards the face of the Lord of Corpses in the void.

It snapped its fingers, and the electric scooter appeared instantly. The little meat ball jumped onto the handlebars, and the scooter took off into the air, circling in the air several times.

The little meatball stood on the handlebars and waved his little paws at the strange face.

"Lao Deng, why don't you retract your magical powers and leave quickly!"

This little chatterbox has completely inherited Song Weichen's "heart attack-level complaining" attribute, no, it should be said that it is even worse than that!
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"Think, thump."

The face of the Lord of Corpses in the void trembled twice, and suddenly turned around, revealing the back of its head.

That's another face.

Slightly different from the face with red eyes, this face had black eye sockets, and the bared teeth expression was not a sly smile, but rather crying.

The strange face shook twice again, as if looking for Song Weichen.

"Om..."

A strange sound came out of the mouth of the Lord of Shita, like a strange incantation, or like the revival of an inner demon.

As soon as the voice came out, Song Weichen, who was lying on Qinglong's back, felt his scalp tingling and he was inexplicably filled with fear.

She suddenly remembered the story about the ghost king Shita that Shu Tinglong had mentioned in Wangyue Tower that day - when the Vajrasattva, who conquered the three realms, uttered the mantra "Om...", all living beings in the world were stunned. When they woke up, they saw the image of the Lord and his wife of the Corpse Forest.

What does this mean? Could it be that all the main aspects of the Silttaprabhūta have appeared?
What will happen if all the phases are revealed? !

……

"Do-lo-ba-ro"

"He-ta-po-sa"

"Gi-la-mo"

"Ti-po-sa"

"A-ma-mi-po-sa"

"Do-lo-ba-ro"

……

The black-eyed Shita Lord seemed to be chanting some kind of mantra. As the sound of his voice came, the dead grass on the ground spread rapidly, and in an instant the entire ground turned dry and yellow.

It did not stop here, and the withered and yellow ground gradually turned into black and rotten. In the end, even the strange hand was swallowed up. The entire ground became as black as a deep asphalt pool, gurgling with ominous bubbles.

It's like a hellish swamp...