Dreaming for 10,000 years

Chapter 196: Breaking the Gu
"With my blood, I call your name. The door of terror is opened for me. The wrath of the vengeful spirits is poured out on the world. Those who abandon their oaths will fall into the abyss forever!"

A Ruo's voice was low and hoarse, as if coming from the abyss, with an indescribable madness and determination.

As the spell was chanted, the surrounding environment underwent strange changes. The originally dark sky became even darker, as if covered by a huge black curtain.

The sky suddenly turned dark as ink, and heavy clouds hung low, as if they would crush the earth at any time. The air was filled with a strong stench, like a mixture of rotting flesh and rotten soil, which was disgusting.

The wind howled violently, blowing up the dust and gravel on the ground. There were countless whispers in the wind, like countless dead souls wailing, or like some indescribable existence whispering.

A'ruo's body began to twist, and strange lines appeared under his skin, like some ancient rune, or a swarm of wriggling insects.

His eyes were completely covered with dark red blood, and his hair turned pale at a speed visible to the naked eye, as if his vitality was being rapidly drained away by some force. His body was suspended in the air, his limbs hanging limply, like a puppet being controlled.

At this moment, an ugly, deformed, swollen and glowing behemoth gradually solidified in the void. Its body was bloated, its skin was covered with pustules and cracks, and every inch of its skin was wriggling, as if it was made up of countless pieces of rotten flesh.

Its body emitted a strange light, which was neither warm nor bright, but instead carried a creepy chill.

The most terrifying thing is that it has no head and neck, but instead two huge hands, each with a huge mouth full of sharp teeth.

The two mouths kept opening and closing, making a deep and twisted laugh, as if mocking the insignificance and ignorance of human beings. Its arms were like the claws of a scorpion, slowly stretching forward, as if to grab something or tear it apart.

The Great Old One, Y'golonak the Defiler!

He is also the scorpion god of Miao village’s witchcraft!
Its very existence is a blasphemy against the laws of nature, and every inch of its body exudes a desperate smell of corruption.

Its appearance made the surrounding air thick, as if even time was distorted under its influence. Its laughter echoed in the air, carrying an indescribable malice, as if announcing some kind of irreversible destruction.

Aruo's body had been completely devoured by Igolonak's power, and his soul was merging with the phantom of the Old One. His voice became hoarse and distorted, as if it was no longer a human voice, but a whisper from the abyss.

Vaguely, he thought of returning to the Miao village with serious injuries and being laughed at by everyone.

Laugh at him for being stupid, laugh at him for being foolish, laugh at him for being naive, his sincere efforts are just a ridiculous farce.

The people in the mountains had long told him that the mountains and the outside world are two different worlds after all!
But who would have thought that the first time he saw Mi Fangfang, the ignorant boy's heart sprouted the feeling of love for the first time. It was a pure, warm, pure and sacred emotion that made him involuntarily indulge in it.

He thought the world outside the mountain was so beautiful!

When Mi Fangfang curiously asked him about the Miao village's witchcraft, he told her everything he knew without any hesitation.

During the days of teaching Mi Fangfang witchcraft, they spent many happy times together. Those days were the happiest and most joyful memories of his life.

Even when he was cursed and about to die, he still couldn't believe that it was Mi Fangfang who cast the curse, thinking that she had her own difficulties.

But the reality is…

The reality is not what he imagined!
How happy the love was at the beginning, how fierce the cruelty is now! Even if it costs his soul to be devoured, he will make Mi Fangfang pay the price for what he has done.

come on!

Let's die together!
Feeling A'ruo's intentions, Igolonak's laughter became more and more shrill, and its claws slowly opened, as if it wanted to bring the whole world under its control.

Its existence caused the surrounding reality to begin to collapse. A suffocating sense of oppression filled the air, as if even space itself was twisted and shattered under its power.

Shi Fei stood aside, frowning slightly, preparing to take action to stop the disaster that was about to get out of control. However, just as he raised his hand, the bride Mi Fangfang suddenly took out a strange-looking object from her sleeve.

It turned out to be a strange-looking axe!

This axe is shaped like a half moon, emitting a cold luster. Nine obsidians are neatly inlaid on the edge of the blade, each of which is as deep as the abyss, and faintly reveals a mysterious atmosphere.

The handle of the axe was wrapped with dragon tendons soaked in corpse oil, emitting a disgusting stench, yet also carrying a strange majesty.

"Xingtian-patterned copper axe!" Ah Ruo felt the breath of the axe and her face suddenly changed. She couldn't help but shout out in shock and disbelief: "How did you get this thing?"

Each of the five poisonous witchcrafts in Miao Village has a corresponding talisman. The talisman is a special magical tool used in the Miao Village witchcraft system to suppress evil spirits and break the curse of witchcraft!

Their existence is like the nemesis of witchcraft, which can easily undermine the power of the witch doctor and even backfire on the witch.

In other words, once you have the talisman, it is like holding a key, which can easily break the witchcraft cast by A Ruo and make his act of sacrificing his soul for revenge go to waste!

"Haha..." Mi Fangfang chuckled, but her voice sounded like sandpaper, very unpleasant. "If you control the Governor's Office, the whole of Hunan and Hubei will be in your pocket. If you want something, it's just a matter of words! My brother A Ruo, this is the charm of power!"

There was a gleam of greed and complacency in her eyes, and her tone was full of sarcasm.

The bronze axe with Xingtian pattern that Ah Ruo had envied so much was obtained by her so easily.

"You taught me that the Xingtian Patterned Copper Axe is specifically designed to restrain the witchcraft of your lineage! So, I prepared the talisman long ago, just waiting for you to come to me! I'll see where you can escape this time!"

As soon as she finished speaking, she held the bronze axe with the Xingtian pattern in her hand and slashed fiercely at the huge Igolonak phantom behind A Ruo!
In an instant, an extremely strange knife mark appeared out of nowhere, like the god of death's scythe cutting through the void, slashing straight towards Igolonak's headless neck.

Wherever the knife marks passed, the space seemed to be torn apart, making a teeth-grinding "sizzling" sound, as if even reality itself was wailing.

The phantom of Igolonak suffered this fatal blow and began to tremble violently. The entire phantom was distorted and deformed, as if it was suffering from endless pain.

Its claws waved wildly, trying to grab something, but it could only tear at the void in vain. Its laughter stopped abruptly, replaced by a low and distorted roar, like a whine from the abyss.

Then, accompanied by a deafening roar, the phantom shattered with a "boom" and turned into countless black smoke that dissipated in the air. The smoke hovered in the air like a living thing, and was eventually swallowed up by the cold light of the Xingtian Patterned Bronze Axe.

(End of this chapter)