The King of Curses

Chapter 15 Cruel Warrior

"Uh ah ah!"

Deng Rong covered his mouth and wailed. As his entire jaw was ruthlessly torn off by Cen Dongsheng, he couldn't even utter complete words. He could only shout something vaguely while staggering backwards.

The curtain was lifted, and Cen Dongsheng jumped out of the tent like a tiger rushing down the mountain; he did not hesitate for a moment, he swung his right arm to punch towards the head, and bent his left arm to elbow the opponent's chest.

"...!"

Cen Dongsheng suddenly felt that his right fist had hit a ball of cotton. The wind at this moment became tangible and tried to block the force of his fist.

"'Control the Wind'... is that the other party's ability?"

With his mind racing, Cen Dongsheng's fierce fist paused for a moment, and then immediately broke through the wind's obstruction. But this gave Deng Rong a chance to catch his breath, and he turned his head to dodge...

I dodged it, but I couldn't avoid it completely.

Cen Dongsheng's fist grazed Deng Rong's head from the side, causing a large mass of flesh and blood mixed with hair and scalp to fly out, and even the white skull could almost be seen.

With the power of the tiger demon, Cen Dongsheng's punches and kicks were like flying meteor hammers with all their might, which would break anything they touched and hurt anything they touched.

Deng Rong howled in pain again. He dodged desperately and condensed the air in front of him into sharp blades, flying towards Cen Dongsheng.

However, the young man simply raised his arms to shield his face, without even the intention of dodging, and allowed the wind blade to hit him.

After being strengthened by the power of the tiger demon, his body was like a body of steel with Qi flowing throughout his body. Dozens of sharp blades flew over, cutting through his clothes and splashing sparks on Cen Dongsheng's muscles.

"You're not bad, you have some skills," he said.

Hearing this, Deng Rong, who was badly beaten, naturally glared at him fiercely.

However, Cen Dongsheng himself did not mean to mock.

Even in such severe pain, he was still able to maintain his willpower and launch a counterattack. This was truly a reaction that only a veteran could achieve... Moreover, his spell level and supernatural powers were well-trained, which was rare in this era.

I succeeded by relying on a sneak attack, but failed to defeat my opponent. If it were my past self, I would have to find a way to retreat now.

As for now——

Furious, Deng Rong opened his arms, feathers sprouted from his hands, and the wind blades he shot out were even faster and more powerful, enough to turn a man in armor into a hedgehog.

Cen Dongsheng, however, remained unevasive, with small splashes of blood on his arm. He did not stop for a moment and charged towards the opponent head-on.

……

On the other side, Deng Rong's eyes were filled with shock and anger, and his heart was filled with panic and regret.

If he had known this, he would never have dared to do anything bad. Who would have known that Dr. An's guardian, who looked like a young man under 20 years old, was actually so terrifying?
At the very least, his former companion, Yu Wentao, although quite capable, was far inferior in character.

His actions were brutal and ruthless, he didn't care about human life at all, he didn't dodge or evade the attacks, he was determined to be killed by both fists... This was not something an ordinary person could do.

Where did this ruthless and murderous ruthlessness come from? !

He lost the initiative and was seriously injured. Now he was just trying to survive. He estimated that he would not live for more than a few minutes. His only hope was that his companions could help him in time...

……

At this time, everyone in the camp heard the noise and came out. The onlookers were all silent when they saw the bloody fighting scene, and some were so scared that they dared not move.

Cen Dongsheng rushed forward again and smashed Deng Rong's shoulder with his punch. The "crack" sound of breaking was extremely crisp.

After this relentless attack, in less than a minute, the opponent's body was beaten to a bloody mess and torn into pieces, and he almost didn't even have the strength to wail.

But at a certain moment, Cen Dongsheng frowned suddenly and stopped for the first time.

A phantom light and shadow flew out from the bushes next to him and pounced towards his face; Cen Dongsheng swung his fist to meet it without hesitation.

"boom!"

Amid the whistling wind, the flying centipede circled nimbly, dodged the young man's fist, and flew towards Deng Rong.

"..."

Another spellcaster?
Cen Dongsheng turned around and saw the flying centipede trying to carry Deng Rong up into the air, but it was obviously not strong enough and it staggered as it just left the ground.

He strode forward and saw the centipede suddenly spit out a large ball of air filled with star-like particles, emitting a fishy and sweet smell.

Cen Dongsheng dodged vigilantly and at the same time swung his fist vigorously to blow away the wind from his fist.

After these blows, the mist slowly dissipated, and he saw the pale-faced Deng Rong lightly touching the tip of his middle finger with the tip of his left thumb, with the other three fingers naturally raised.

"fei...lian...!"

Amidst the unclear words, unprecedented strong winds blew from all directions. This time the opponent was risking his life, and he was blown directly into the sky with the centipede. At the same time, the centipede was still spitting out clouds and mist, blocking his sight.

"Is it amazing that you can fly?"

Cen Dongsheng sighed.

He was experienced and immediately judged that he could not catch up.

What a pity. Without awakening superpowers, relying only on fists and feet to circulate Qi is indeed easy to be restricted in battle.

Moreover, the word that Deng Rong shouted just now, although very vague... should be "Fei Lian", right?

——Fei Lian, also known as Fei Lian, is a god in ancient Chinese mythology and legends. It is said in "Chu Ci·Li Sao" that "Wangshu is the pioneer in front, and Fei Lian is the follower behind."

No wonder Deng Rong revealed his bird's beak when he used the curse, because Fei Lian has a bird's head in the legend.

Fei Lian is also known as "Feng Bo", the god who controls the wind. There are countless curses created with Fei Lian as the god. Although the levels and strengths vary, most of them are related to "wind". And curse masters with related powers are good at speed and are good at escaping. This is also a coincidence.

But if it was like this, there would be nothing we could do and we could only watch him escape...

That's a joke.

Cen Dongsheng's eyes turned cold.

He was used to eradicating all evil, and if the enemy he offended did not die or become a vegetable the next day, he would probably not be able to sleep well tonight.

"'The more excessive, the better'? That makes sense. Anyone who dares to have bad intentions towards Sister Zhizhen——"

Seeing that the man was about to disappear in the night sky, Cen Dongsheng took a deep breath and kicked the chair next to him to pieces.

He quickly bent down and picked up a bent fence; then he assumed a discus throwing posture, with his whole body bent like a bow.

"Want to escape?"

Aiming at the target, he shouted angrily, and used his clever strength to make the iron railing spin out of his hand and shoot towards the figure that was about to disappear in the sky.

Just as Cen Dongsheng had expected, Deng Rongguang had already exhausted all his strength when he used the Fei Lian spell to carry himself into the air, and he had no power to resist his unexpected attack.

"—?!"

The flying centipede suddenly took off, trying to pull Deng Rong up; but before that, the iron railing hit him directly below the waist, like a high-speed rotating propeller, with blood splattering everywhere, directly smashing his entire lower body into pieces. It was obvious that he would not survive this injury.

A shrill scream resounded through the night sky, and Deng Rong's figure fell in the star-speckled clouds.

……

Cen Dongsheng shook his hands, turned and walked towards the tent, looking calm as if he had done something insignificant.

After all, for him, everything is not over yet, and the most important thing is coming next.

In addition to defeating the core ghost, the next one to be defeated is Deng Rong's companion, the woman named Kong Yinlian.

Also, I don't know if this guy has any relatives or friends. It would be fine if he doesn't know about it, but if he does -

Cen Dongsheng was thinking about these "cruel" thoughts that most ordinary people would consider, when he saw Sister Zhizhen coming out of the tent and jogging over to greet him.

"Are you okay?" She looked worried. "You look..."

There were some things she didn't say, but he understood.

Cen Dongsheng rubbed his face to make his expression look less murderous and scary.

"I'm fine," he replied.

"Well, let me check it out."

An Zhizhen insisted on seeing his body, and Cen Dongsheng had no choice but to unbutton his collar and roll up his sleeves, revealing his strong and capable muscular lines.

Sister Zhizhen’s eyes lit up.

"Oh, Dongsheng, Dongsheng, you have a nice figure~"

She stretched out her fingers, poked the muscles, touched the arms, and made a clicking sound, which made people think of the auntie who went to the vegetable market to pick fresh pork in the morning... It seemed that the elder sister was very satisfied with his figure.

"Now is not the time to talk about this."

Cen Dongsheng felt uncomfortable being touched, and his face was a little hot. He was worried that the other party would say something weird again, so he quickly stopped him. "That's right."

As she spoke, the woman grabbed his hand and lifted it up.

"When you were fighting with him just now, I remember you raised your hand to block it..."

There was no deep wound on Cen Dongsheng's arm as she had imagined, but only a few faint bloodstains that looked like they would heal quickly.

The wind blade released by Deng Rong was as sharp as a sword, but Cen Dongsheng's muscles were as strong as steel under the infusion of true Qi.

“He’s just superhuman.”

Sister Zhizhen exclaimed.

"Is it the power that your so-called 'curse' brings to you?"

"Yes."

"It's really enviable and curious..."

"Don't worry, Sister Zhizhen will have it too."

"Ok, I know."

"...?"

An Zhizhen put down his arm and said with a smile:

"You told me before, 'One day I can become a curse master', so I naturally believed you."

Her eyes were sparkling and full of water.

"Dongsheng, you need a companion, right? So do I. When I become a curse-forbidden master, I can help you, and then we can be together forever, right?"

Cen Dongsheng's expression became serious and he nodded vigorously.

*
Returning to his tent again, Cen Dongsheng used meditation to regulate his breathing. After half an hour, he got up and started moving again.

The hiding ghost must be dealt with eventually, and the same principle applies to Kong Yinlian who is also in hiding.

She couldn't leave this haunted house, so she had to do the same thing as him. Besides, the so-called "core" was most likely the forbidden object they wanted.

Is the "haunted house" an insurmountable chasm? In the future, it is certainly not, after all, it is just a space distortion phenomenon.

There is a type of special spell called "Super Visualization Realm", which is inspired by the structure of a haunted house and can imprison opponents and enemies in another world; and if you just want to break through the haunted house, you don't have to do this. You only need to have a "celestial" spell or supernatural power involving the power of space.

The number of such forbidden masters is generally rare, and their status is much higher than that of people like Cen Dongsheng, but each major region has a reserve of elite talents in this area, so it is definitely not rare.

Of course, things are naturally different today... At least, Cen Dongsheng doesn't think anyone has this ability.

……

In the darkness of the night, Cen Dongsheng jumped up and climbed to the third floor quickly like a monkey, grabbing the railing with both hands, and the metal under his feet twisted slightly.

He squinted his eyes and looked at the entire row of rooms shrouded in fog and darkness.

...Is it right here?

This ghost who had never shown his face seemed to no longer hide himself, and a strong yin energy rose into the sky.

Or maybe, he has already come into contact with that female spell-binding master, so he is in a state where he could be activated at any time?
This guess is not groundless. It is very likely that the two people found the location of the core ghost earlier than him, so they couldn't wait to take action.

As expected, just like Cen Dongsheng, they also planned to eliminate the risk...

"Mr. Cen."

A cold female voice sounded not far away.

He turned his head and saw a huge beetle clinging to the door wall. The colorful pattern on its back turned out to be a human face. The patterns kept twisting, as if a person was speaking.

"If you want to leave here, we have something we need to take, and we can cooperate."

Cen Dongsheng sneered.

"joke."

The voice belonged to the female spell-binding master named Kong Yinlian.

Considering the flying centipede that could spray mist, Cen Dongsheng guessed that this person might be a Gu Master from the Ghost Immortal system.

"Gods of heaven, earth, humans and ghosts" originally referred to five kinds of immortals; later it gradually became a method of dividing different types of spells and prohibitions. Although it is relatively general, it is also the most famous standard.

There is no difference in level between the five types of spells, they are just different in nature.

Strange methods, controlling ghosts and exorcising monsters, capturing souls with a round light, and chasing the dead in a cave... these are all the lineage of ghost immortals. Unlike the human immortals who gather great power into themselves, they do not have the five elements escape techniques of the earth immortals who can call the wind and rain, but they are famous for their mysteriousness. They are very difficult to deal with for opponents, but they can be regarded as the best assistance for teammates.

——However, she didn't dare to confront him head-on.

Even though Cen Dongsheng has not shown any supernatural powers so far, she still doesn't dare.

Just by looking at her mysterious behavior, Cen Dongsheng knew her strength.

"You are very strong, I don't want to be your enemy."

"It's too late. Your companion didn't think so before."

"I did travel with Deng Rong for a while, but we were not partners," Kong Yinlian said. "You have killed him. There is no obstacle to our cooperation anymore."

"I took his life myself," he replied coldly, "what does it have to do with you?"

"...Are you really going to insist on your own opinion?" The woman sighed. "If the core ghost inside is released, and we are on guard against each other, things will become very difficult. After all, there are ordinary people here. Aren't you afraid that they will get hurt?"

"..."

Cen Dongsheng didn't say anything, but just frowned, as if he really started to consider her conditions.

This is of course false.

Although he didn't like killing innocent people, it would be best if he could help them escape; but if someone really threatened the lives of ordinary people at a critical moment - he would never compromise.

There was only one person he really wanted to protect. If he had to say what was difficult, he might have thought that it was more difficult to deal with whether Sister Zhizhen would be sad about the death of others and how to comfort her.

"……snort."

Kong Yinlian suddenly snorted coldly.

"Liar. The so-called curse masters are really a bunch of cold-blooded people."

Cen Dongsheng raised his eyebrows.

"Stop pretending. You don't care about other people's lives at all. Maybe Dr. An is the only one you care about."

It turned out to be a test.

Now that everything has been said, Cen Dongsheng will no longer hide it.

"That's right, there's no difference between our situations... I don't care whether the opponent is a ghost or you."

He stretched his body, stood up from the railing, and looked down.

"Stop talking nonsense. Let's get started and see what happens."

Cen Dongsheng no longer suppressed his aura. The Yin Qi in front of him was stimulated by the vigorous blood and suddenly surged like a tide.

"Roar--!"

The door of one of the rooms was suddenly pushed open from the inside, and a charred figure covered in flames rushed out with a roar.

There is no doubt that it was the core ghost.

Cen Dongsheng was ready for battle.

It looked around and saw the young man closest to it with its white eyes, but it did not pounce on him. Instead, it suddenly turned around and ran in one direction, leaving a trail of charred footprints in the corridor.

"What……?!"

Kong Yinlian's muffled groan was heard in the mist not far away, and a woman in a long skirt emerged from a shadow in a somewhat embarrassed manner, avoiding the raging fire that was coming towards them.

"Ah."

Cen Dongsheng smiled.

"It seems we have better luck here. It came to that side first."

The fight between the core ghost, Cen Dongsheng, Kong Yinlian... officially begins.

(End of this chapter)