The Dark Way of the Egoist: A Serial

Chapter 57 The True Power of the Demon Sword

It was like hell on earth, filled with the smell of death and decay.

The building covered with flesh and mucus seemed to have grown out of hell, and the walls were covered with things resembling meridians and blood vessels, making it look extremely strange.

The streets were empty with only thousands of skeleton warriors wandering around. The wind seemed to make a whimpering sound, which was creepy.

As night falls, the moonlight shines through the thick clouds and shines on the ghost town, casting dark and distorted shadows.

The curved beams on the top of the attic in the distance look like the devil's claws, stretching towards the sky; the houses nearby look like ghosts' residences, with doors and windows vaguely visible, as if evil spirits may jump out at any time.

Filled with a strong sense of oppression and uneasiness.

There was a suffocating chill in the air, as if invisible ghosts were watching from the dark.

Occasionally there were bursts of low crying or sharp laughter.

This ghost town is a place of horror and despair, a manifestation of evil and depravity.

It's really scary.

For such a haunted place, any normal person with a normal mind would not think of breaking in directly.

However, none of the evil guests who will come tonight will be ordinary people.

Finding the city silent, Dake knew that he would arrive faster than the two Gou brothers.

That being the case...

"Evil Disaster! Show your true power."

Xiezai has always been a sword, so if he wants to exert his power, he doesn't need to chop and chop like Tessaiga.

The area ahead was already eroded by the power of Yunya, which might be extremely terrifying to others, but to Dak, it was the most delicious food for the evil disaster.

The cursed evil energy began to spread, and the fierce evil energy condensed into countless poisonous insects that rushed towards the ghost town.

These poisonous insects gathered and moved forward, forming a horrifying torrent of creatures.

They fly, crawl, and jump, some are covered in brightly colored clothes, and some are hidden in the color of the soil. These things have a purple-black luster, as if they are the dark power gushing out from deep underground.

There was no regular pattern in their movement routes. Sometimes they converged into black torrents, and sometimes they dispersed into countless paths, spreading in all directions.

Wherever they pass, they leave behind a shadow of desolation and death.

Like a plague of locusts and insects passing through, it will eat away both the miasma of hell and the skeleton warriors.

The sounds of these poisonous insects moving around are also extremely terrifying. The sounds of them crawling, chewing their prey, and even communicating with each other are intertwined to form a harsh noise that is unbearable for humans - the sound of poisonous insects.

If an ordinary person were surrounded by such a sound, he would feel as if the air around him had been sucked away, leaving only endless fear and despair.

The demonic sword Xiezai has been accumulating power for a long time, and the scene of countless poisonous insects marching is a manifestation of its power.

The overwhelming swarms of poisonous insects are an extremely shocking sight.

On the tallest building in the ghost town, the dead man resurrected by Murong Yun Ya, Setsuna Mengwan, is here.

"Shanshan Mengwan, the enemy is coming." A faint voice came from Cong Yunya.

Although the area around this ghost town is mainly radiated by the underworld power it attracts, as the leader he can also feel it a little.

The reason why it is so quiet now is that it has previously released the Prison Dragon Break and opened its domain to open the portal to the underworld, which consumed too much energy.

"Who is it? Who dares to disturb me, Setsuna Mengwan?"

The moment Mengwan closed his eyes in meditation, he opened them and a cold light flashed across his eyes. He had been bewitched and controlled by Cong Yunya and now looked like a half human, half ghost.

Dark didn't know whether Setsuna Mengwan was strong enough, but he always spoke in a arrogant tone, and was really a clown. He was only fit to be a puppet to be controlled, right?

"Unknown enemy. Shanshan Mengwan, let's show it our strength!" Cong Yunya was eager to try. It was a warlike and bloodthirsty sword of battle, a sword of destruction that wanted to destroy until destruction.

Fighting is just what he wants. The more intense the massacre, the happier he is!
"Anyone who provokes me, Setsuna Mengwan, is courting death."

He stood up with a sword in hand, the miasma of the underworld surrounded him. Cong Yunya's power was truly strong, especially in this underworld.

The walls in front of Setsuna Mengwan dissolved on their own, allowing him to walk directly outside.

"Is it a powerful monster? It is such a vicious force that even I, Cong Yunya, have never seen it before."

The overwhelming poisonous insects were everywhere, the light of the stars and the moon was obscured, and the skeleton warriors awakened by Cong Yunya's power were all being devoured. Cong Yunya's voice was obviously very interested. Poisonous insects that can devour the miasma of the underworld, I never thought that there are such things in the world.

"Hmph, these insects are nothing in front of my power? Prison Dragon Break!!!" Shanshan Mengwan jumped onto the roof and began to wave the Cong Yun Ya in his hand.

The blade guided the turbid currents from the underworld into reality, which continued to accumulate to form a storm. However, this time it was not intended to condense the Prison Dragon and launch a powerful attack in one direction.

Just simply use these storms to sweep away and eliminate the poisonous insects.

"That's enough, Shanshan Mengwan. We must retain enough strength to deal with strong enemies." Cong Yunya said.

The ancient evil spirits that inhabited it were also intelligent beings, not stupid. They could release so many poisonous insects, and were not easy enemies to deal with.

It would be unwise to consume a lot of strength before encountering such a powerful enemy. It should be noted that Setsuna Mengwan is a puppet of Murongo Ya, not the sword master who wants to possess Murongo Ya.

If it was the master of the sword, Cong Yunya would wish him dead, like the Inu General who made it hold a grudge against him.

"burst!"

Shana Mengwan stopped spinning the knife and then chopped it with all his strength.

boom

The Netherworld Turbidity Storm lost its centripetal force after losing Congyun Ya's guidance, and began to expand and dilute. After being slashed hard by Setsuna Mengwan, it swept towards the surroundings with even faster and more powerful momentum.

"Oh? Is this the legendary Cong Yun Ya? What a powerful force." Dark broke through the turbid current storm of the underworld and came to Setsuna Mengwan and praised.

You have to know that Cong Yunya did all these things alone, without any power provided by the user.

For Cong Yunya, the Setsuna Mengwan is just a medium for him to exert strength and action, and it can even be said to be a burden in itself.

"Are you the one who controls the poisonous insects? How dare you offend me, Shanshan Mengwan! You are simply courting death!" Pointing Cong Yunya at Dak, Shanshan Mengwan's attitude was extremely arrogant.

This is consistent with his character. After all, he is a guy who thinks he can challenge the Inu General.

"How dare you point the knife at me? Cong Yunya, your vision in selecting the user is not good enough.

How about it? Do you want to be my sword?" said Dake.

Dak said this just to tell Cong Yunya that he coveted him and was here to fight for him.

But don't use any ultimate move that will result in both of you dying.

After all, a demon sword like Cong Yunya doesn't mind changing its user.

Using rhetoric to deal with the demon sword is also a form of wisdom!

laugh.

"Asshole! Don't underestimate me!" said Setsuna Mengwan.

Dark, who thought he was the chosen master of the demon sword, had an attitude of talking to Cong Yunya but ignoring him, which obviously made Setsuna Mengwan extremely angry.

"Just give it a try if you have the ability! Hehehe, hahahaha."

Cong Yunya felt very happy. This was the treatment he, Cong Yunya, deserved, which caused monsters and humans to search for him, fight for him, and kill each other.

The only items on Cong Yunya's hatred list are General Inu and his bloodline.

There are too many strong men like Dark who come to compete for the magic sword, and he is no longer surprised.

Come grab it if you have the guts! If you grab it, he will naturally give you strength.

"Then come and see it! See my power!" Dak said to Cong Yunya.

As for Setsuna Mengwan, he was originally a stupid and weak undead spirit, who was controlled by the power of the demon sword and could not extricate himself.

No need to put it in your eyes at all.

Don't worry about the title of the book, just lie down. Anyway, it can't be changed in a short time, this is like a dead pig that is not afraid of boiling water...

Speaking of introducing someone to me, I didn’t object to meeting him yesterday, but today he didn’t say anything. I’m so worried… I miss the time when no one urged me. Time is really a butcher’s knife…

I’m free outside and writing some words. . . . .

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(End of this chapter)