Unparalleled Evildoer

Chapter 338: Ferocious Monster
When they were near Dongyu Village, they saw a patch of fire in the sky and the roars of monsters could be heard from time to time. Wuzhan, Miaoxin and Zhulang climbed over a cliff, looked down, and were immediately horrified.

There are more than half a hundred monsters below, but at least hundreds of them, all of them are huge. There are wolf-headed men with wolf heads and ape bodies, holding huge iron hammers in their hands, snake-fish with fish heads and snake bodies holding steel forks in both limbs, pig-headed giants holding chains like meatballs, as well as huge birds of prey and unknown sea beasts.

The air was filled with a fishy smell. There was a bonfire burning not far away. The captured people were enslaved by these monsters and built a huge platform like a tomb. If someone moved a little slowly, the monster would roar and swing the iron chain wheel to attack, and wailing and screaming would be heard immediately.

A man nearby could not bear the severe pain brought by the chain and fell to the ground crying and rolling. The wolf-headed man stepped forward, picked him up, opened his bloody mouth and ate the man alive. Blood splattered all over the ground, it was a horrible sight.

The pig-headed giant next to him came over and pushed the wolf-headed man hard, roaring "gulp gulp", warning him that he would kill him if he ate people again. The wolf-headed man refused to accept the warning and said in a low and unclear voice: "It's already dead."

Miao Xin came back to her senses and asked in a low voice: "What are they going to do?"

Wuzhan said, "It seems like they are building an altar." He pointed to the skinny black shadow standing on the top of the altar, "The one holding the skull scepter should be their wizard, supervising the construction of the altar. They are definitely not just cannibals, they may have a bigger conspiracy."

Miao Xin looked at the terrifying scene and asked, "Conspiracy?"

"This group of monsters may just be a small group at the beginning, and there may be more later."

What Miao Xin saw was shocking. She had never encountered so many monsters before. They were obviously intelligent and their ferocity was definitely not comparable to the monsters in Changping. She hesitated and asked, "What should we do now? Should we go save those people?"

"It is impossible for us to rescue these hundreds of people with just a few of us. We should wait for the county garrison to arrive here before making any plans."

At this moment, the wizard was seen waving his scepter and chanting incomprehensible spells hoarsely. Thick smoke came out of the cauldron in front of him and quickly spread, covering the night sky. All the monsters became excited.

Wuzhan said: "This is a sacrifice to the demon god, praying for the demon god to grant power. This thick smoke is the fog of war, hiding their whereabouts, and if they smell it for a long time, it will make them irritable and angry, and their brute force will double."

"Whoosh..." Several birds of prey flew over the three people's heads, grabbing several wailing people in their sharp claws. They soon landed in front of the altar and threw them to the ground. The dozen people were trembling with fear and knelt on the ground begging.

The wolf-headed man stepped forward and roared, "If you don't want to be eaten alive, get up and follow me." He saw a woman crying and hit her with a hammer, causing her brain to burst and blood to splatter all over the ground. The rest of the people were so scared that they stopped crying and followed the wolf-headed man to carry the stones.

Zhulang grasped the hilt of the sword and stared coldly at the wizard, as if he was about to draw the sword and shoot out in the next moment. He was very sober, so sober that he only wanted to kill.

"I guess all the villagers nearby have been captured here. Let's leave here and notify the villagers nearby to evacuate and retreat to Julu City."

As Wuzhan and his two companions retreated from the cliff, they heard the roar of a monster coming from the front, mixed with the faint sound of weapons clashing, and it was obvious that someone was fighting a monster.

The three of them hurried over, and Miao Xin exclaimed on the way: "It's Master!"

As expected, Bixia, covered in blood and holding the Lingjue sword, was leading dozens of Taishan disciples in a fierce fight with several monsters to rescue the captured villagers. The monsters were very ferocious. The wolf-headed man's fur was as hard as steel thorns and iron sheets, and it was difficult for the sword to pierce it. His movements were also very agile, and he could jump several feet high in one leap. The pig-headed giant was extremely powerful, waving a huge chain ball, whistling in the wind, and leaving a huge deep pit after landing.

"Master, it's really Master who has arrived!" Miaoxin shouted to Bixia, and then the three of them rushed in without hesitation.

Bixia was very surprised to see Wuzhan and the other two rushing over, as if she had seen a savior, "Sir, why are you here?"

Wuzhan used the force of the opponent's attack to kick the iron ball back and shouted, "We can't stay here for long. Their lair is over the mountain. The monsters will soon find this place. Yuanjun, take your disciples to take the villagers away. We will hold them here for a while."

With the addition of these three people, several monsters were obviously unable to bear it. One wolf-headed man had his head chopped off by Zhulang's sword. When another one saw this, it turned around and ran away, roaring to report the news, as if it had seen a monster more ferocious than them.

Soon after, more than a dozen birds of prey flew up from the direction of the altar with a squeaking sound and rushed towards this side. The ground also rumbled and shook. It was the sound of groups of monsters running wildly.

Bixia pierced the pig-headed giant's heart with a sword, looked at the villagers who had not yet left, and said to Wuzhan: "I will stay!"

Zhulang swung his sword horizontally, and the Sword Demon immediately appeared. Facing the rushing demon, he swung his sword to meet it. His sword had been thirsty for a long time, and this was a good time to sharpen the sword.

At the same time, Bixia transformed into phoenix wings and swung her sword to kill the ferocious bird. Her sword had never killed a single person, but it had killed many demons that harmed the people. Her sword was the sharp sword in the hearts of the people.

Several ferocious birds flew over Wuzhan and tried to hunt down the fleeing villagers and Taishan disciples. Wuzhan kicked up a stone, caught it, crushed it and flew out. The ferocious birds were unable to dodge and were knocked to the ground at the same time, kicking up a cloud of dust that streaked across the ground for more than ten feet.

After all, there were a large number of monsters, and the four people were surrounded by them, like sheep among a pack of lions. No matter how high their cultivation was, they would eventually become exhausted. The most critical point was that if they could not stab the monster's vital points, the monster's actions would not be affected at all, but would instead become even more angry.

After Zhulang killed four monsters in a row, he saw a ferocious bird falling in front of him, and a skinny black shadow jumped down. It was the wizard he had seen before.

Only two balls of dim light could be seen under the hood, staring at Zhulang. If Fenyuan looked like a ghost, then the wizard in front of him didn't even look like a ghost. He looked more like a skeleton covered in black clothes. Even the hand holding the scepter couldn't see a trace of flesh. He said hoarsely: "I didn't expect that tiny humans would have someone like you. If you kneel down and beg me, I will give you endless power." Zhulang pointed his sword at the wizard and said sternly: "Then let me see if your power is enough."

The wizard opened his arms and chuckled, "You can try it!"

"Roar..." Zhulang did not hesitate. The sword intent rose, and the long river rolled up silver light. With a dragon roar, thousands of sword lights shot towards the skinny shadow. Wherever they passed, the earth and rocks were lifted up. Seeing this, the demons roared to both sides and avoided them.

The wizard was calm in the face of the "three thousand angers" rushing towards him, and even did not move his body, as if he was just seeing a bunch of flying leaves.

"Bang..." There were continuous loud collisions, and thousands of swords suddenly stopped in front of the wizard, as if stabbing into hard wood. In an instant, they formed a wall, a wall of swords.

Zhulang was secretly shocked to see that the wizard's body was wrapped in black air and his sword intent could not advance at all. Zhulang had never seen such a strange spell. Even an immortal would have to avoid his sword.

"Your sword power is useless in front of me. Your anger is not strong enough, and the pain you have experienced is not enough. Taste what real pain is!"

The sword wall shattered in an instant, and a black shadow jumped out of it and instantly appeared above Zhulang's head. The wizard held a scepter in his hand and attracted a black cloud, which struck Zhulang like a thunderbolt.

Seeing this scene, even Wuzhe, who was fighting nearby, was overwhelmed. It was certain that this was not magic, but ancient witchcraft.

Zhulang swung up the long river and rushed forward, "whoosh..." The whole sword was burning with flames and stopped above Zhulang's head. Black clouds were "crackling" with lightning flashing.

However, the next moment, dark clouds descended and enveloped Zhulang's body. Zhulang could not see his surroundings clearly. Instead, his mind was filled with cold words and ridicule. His whole body seemed to be refined in a furnace, but he could not move. He was under great mental torture and could only scream loudly.

"This sword is quite good!" The wizard pressed his scepter on the river, exclaimed in admiration, and wanted to reach out to grab it.

"Buzz..." A golden light flashed, and the wizard looked up and saw a figure holding a huge round furnace coming down. Without giving it any time to think, he quickly flew away with his staff.

Seeing that his attack missed, Wuzhan activated the Taiyi Yuanzhen furnace, shot out a hexagram, and chased after the black shadow. The black shadow recited some unknown spell, and the scepter emitted a black light that blocked the golden hexagram in front of him, but his body retreated several steps before stopping.

The two balls of dim light stared at Wuzhe and asked in a deep voice, "Who are you?"

At this time, the black air around Zhulang disappeared, his body softened and he was about to fall down. Wuzhan reached out to support him, and Zhulang's clothes were as wet as if they had been soaked by heavy rain.

Wuzhan looked at the wizard and said, "I am his master."

"That's not what I asked."

Wuzhan said: "Does it matter who I am?"

At this time, Bixia's back was scratched by the claws of the vicious bird. She screamed in pain and fell to the ground. Miaoxin jumped to her side and repelled the charging monster. "Master, are you seriously injured?"

Bixia endured the pain in her back and said firmly, "It's okay!" She waved her sword and continued to resist.

The wizard took a look at the falling Bixia, then chuckled to Wuzhan, "Your aura is very special, but it really doesn't matter. You all have to die today."

Wuzhan said, "I'm afraid I'll disappoint you." He signaled Miaoxin to lead Bixia to break out first.

The wizard said, "You and I, both of you are so arrogant. Well, let me see how you escape." As soon as he finished speaking, his figure was already close to Wuzhan, and the scepter once again pulled the black cloud towards Wuzhan.

Wuzhan also drove the Taiyi Yuanzhen furnace, and the eight hexagrams were emitted at the same time, holding the black cloud in the air. This time, the black cloud did not cover him. The wizard was quite angry and shouted, "Little human, I wonder how long you can hold on!" At the same time, he exerted magic power, and the black cloud from the scepter rolled and collided with the golden light endlessly.

Wuzhan's whole body was trembling, and he knew that he could not hold on for much longer. Seeing Miaoxin and Bixia breaking out of the encirclement, he flipped his other hand, and a blue ball of light appeared, flashing with lightning, and slowly floated towards the wizard's feet as if carrying amazing power.

The two were competing with each other, and if he stopped at this time, he would inevitably suffer backlash. However, the wizard did not know what kind of magic this light ball was or how powerful it was. At the critical moment, in order to protect himself, he forcibly took back the scepter, shook his body, used the force to flip backwards, and at the same time swung the staff at the light ball.

With a "snap", the blue ball of light was easily cut by the scepter and turned into water mist. The wizard realized at this moment that he was fooled. He looked up at Wuzhan, who had already rushed into the forest with the unconscious Zhulang ten feet away.

The wizard was extremely angry and roared, "Chase them, don't let any of them go!"

(End of this chapter)