Infinite Terror: This Middle Continent is Rebellious

Chapter 320: Inhumane Death

The raging flames completely deprived the air and land of moisture.

Flowers, plants, trees, and all combustible objects were reduced to ashes in an instant.

The rocks melted, the hills shattered, and after the fire, the soil turned into a dry yellow scorched earth, and the ugly cracks spread like spider webs.

At the scene of the natural disaster, which looked like the falling sun, the dust and resentment of hundreds of thousands of dead bodies filled the air between heaven and earth like yellow sand blown by a strong wind.

Only one tenth of the people remained alive. At the edge of the battlefield, golden light was faintly visible, and hundreds of thousands of Mongolian soldiers stood there like sculptures.

It wasn't because of their tenacity, but after they luckily survived the aftermath of the Nine Yang Thunderbolt, their armor melted by the high temperature, and the molten iron burned their flesh, sticking their bodies to the ground.

At the center of the explosion, King Jinlun was sitting on the ground with his hands crossed in front of him. His body had turned black and looked like a large piece of burnt dead wood.

Genghis Khan's body was shattered into pieces of charcoal, and the Canglang Knife was stuck crookedly in the ground. The blade no longer had its former glory, and the sharp blade had been blunted by the high temperature.

Between the two men, a tall and strong man was naked. He stretched out his arms and looked up at the sky. A ray of scorching sunlight shone through the hole in the atmosphere and enveloped his body. He seemed to be embracing the sun, and the lines of his muscles showed the beauty of power like ancient Greek sculptures.

"Wen Lie...is facing away from the sun! Bathing in the sunlight!"

JOJR, who had retreated a hundred miles away, saw this scene and his eyes almost popped out of their sockets. An exaggerated expression appeared on his face and he screamed in horror.

It's really scary!
What was terrifying was not the solar flare that evaporated a battle formation consisting of hundreds of thousands of soldiers in one blow, but Wen Lie, who was at the center of the solar flare and endured the greatest power and destructive force but remained unscathed!
The most terrifying thing for him is the defensive power that is ten or even nine times stronger than the attack power.

"He releases a solar flare compressed to the extreme, exploding at extremely close range, preventing the enemy from dodging in time. However, due to his superhuman physique, he can absorb the devastating light explosion. What a terrifying person, what a terrifying move."

Adam's pupils were shaking, and the changes in his eyes revealed his uneasy heart, but he was still calmly analyzing the power Wen Lie used and the principles behind it.

"It's not a combination of superhuman strength and internal energy, but rather a combination of ripple qigong and superhuman bloodline. He also created a set of skills based on the martial arts from the world of The Return of the Condor Heroes, using ripple qigong and superhuman bloodline as a foundation to fully utilize their advantages... This man may be even more powerful than the cloned Zheng Zha."

Before he finished speaking, King Jinlun, who looked like a charred corpse, moved.

He staggered to his feet from the ground. The movement put a great strain on his body. Cracks appeared on his charred skin, just like the ice on the river being broken by a foot, and blood spurted out of his body like a fountain.

Wen Lie lowered his head and looked at King Jinlun in front of him.

King Jinlun's eyes were sunken, and the burn marks made his vision almost non-existent, but his will to resist was revealed in his eyes.

"I...I will never..."

A hoarse voice like a bat sounded from the mouth of King Jinlun. The firm belief made this body that should have died release high fighting spirit and fighting spirit towards Wen Lie.

"Two years ago, I thought that you, who had broken through the Thirteen Dragon Elephants, could become my whetstone."

Wen Lie interrupted King Jinlun's words and slowly extended his arm towards him.

"But I was wrong. I underestimated my own growth rate. My Superman bloodline is indeed S-rank, my Ripple Qigong is indeed from a world that can mass-produce fourth-rank or even fourth-high powerhouses, and my Gene Lock is indeed the most powerful avenue in this multiverse. Now, I am so powerful that even the Thirteen Dragon Elephants cannot hurt me. Even if I break through to the Thirteen Dragon Elephants, you will not be able to become my whetstone."

With a sigh, Wen Lie pointed his finger at King Jinlun's forehead.

"Oh!"

A dull voice sounded from King Jinlun's head.

Countless cracks covered the head of King Jinlun, and pieces of his skull fell off his body, fell to the ground, and turned into black powder.

The cracks spread from the head to the body. In just a moment, King Jinlun's body was shattered into pieces. Hundreds of fist-sized pieces of body fell to the ground and turned into dust everywhere.

"The disloyal can be killed, and the loyal can also be killed."

The most cold words came out of Wen Lie's mouth.

The King of the Golden Wheel, who was loyal and brave to the Khan, was also killed by Wen Lie's sword.

"The unkind man says he can be killed! The unjust man says he can be killed!"

Reciting murderous poems, Wen Lie stepped over the corpse of King Jinlun.

His body gradually faded and disappeared from the spot.

The next moment, human heads flew into the sky, and blood flowers bloomed, with extremely gorgeous colors and emitting a fishy smell.

The headless bodies of hundreds of thousands of Mongolian soldiers shattered into pieces of rotten flesh in an instant, and spread on the dry earth that had lost its moisture, becoming spring mud that made flowers bloom.

"Uncouth, unwise, and untrustworthy, the Great Western King says! Kill! Kill! Kill!"

Wen Lie walked barefoot from the mud covered with flowers. JOJR and Adam's faces were stiff, and their bodies could not move due to fear and pressure. They were not reincarnations who were good at fighting. Although their gene locks were highly activated, they did not have the will and strength to defeat the strong with the weak.

"Abe!"

Intense fear clouded JOJR's brain, and he frantically shouted Taiko's real name.

"Set up the altar, hold the paper snow flower to drive away the filth of the world, cleanse the eight directions and set up the altar. Draw the boundary with your fingers. Guard the four directions and seal the four places before you can obtain the treasure."

A cold curse drifted from afar, dry words and sentences were recited in a language that ordinary people could not understand, and a heavy power flowed through it like the Sanzu River.

Wen Lie looked up, his gaze spanning the vast land, looking at a small town dozens of kilometers away.

In the center of a small town far away from the Mongol-Song battlefield, blood covered the ground, a tall altar was erected, and a long white banner was embroidered with strange spells that made people feel cold.

Taiko, dressed in a neat hunting robe, stood high on the altar. He chanted the spell with a solemn expression, and a straw man was placed on the altar in front of him.

"I command the four directions, the warrior spirits of the grasslands, the generals who died on the battlefield, to follow the army of the Canglang. In the name of Changshengtian, I offer the altar of the standing stone and summon the evil spirit to be suppressed within the altar. The evil witch holding the nail at the hour of the zodiac is here to be commanded by me."

With each spell, the straw man on the altar gradually became like a living person, and his hideous face exuded hatred and resentment.

"I will use this barrier to replace the straw man, my shikigami to replace the life nail, and my fist to replace the bronze hammer."

Taiko held a hammer in his left hand and a nail in his right hand. He suddenly spat out a mouthful of blood which fell on the straw man, and the nail in his hand smashed fiercely into the straw man's chest.

"Dang!" The moment the hammer hit the nail, Wen Lie's chest became extremely heavy, and a huge mass poured into his body.

In an instant, five hundred thousand pieces of resentment, guided by Taiko's Ugly Hour curse, filled Wen Lie's body.

Even with Wen Lie's strength, his body couldn't help but feel heavy after bearing such a huge curse.

"It's now!"

A hint of joy flashed in JOJR's eyes, and he rushed towards Wen Lie at the same time as Song Tian, ​​the Queen, Adam and others.

The opportunity is fleeting and no one will let it go. Even just a second of stiffness is enough for Wen Lie to fall under their siege!
"Wait! Don't do it!"

At this time, Taiko's face changed and he screamed in surprise.

He tried to stop JOJR and the others, but the distance was too far and it was too late.

The change in his attitude was happening on the altar in front of him.

The straw man, which was already filled with hundreds of thousands of hatreds, suddenly burst out with a dazzling white light.

That ray of light made him feel the sacredness that allowed no offense, that he was high above everyone else, and that he was like a god looking down on the world.

The cold and merciless power of holy light, with a cruelty no less than that of the Lord God, wiped out all the resentment and remnants of hundreds of thousands of souls!

Not even a trace remained, and the souls of hundreds of thousands of Mongolian soldiers completely disappeared from this world.

The straw man burned in the dazzling holy light, and intense pain penetrated Taiko's brain. The pain that could not be described in words was written by Taiko's body.

Blue veins bulged out from his forehead, and in a blink of an eye, covered his entire face. The blue veins were still expanding, stretching Taiko's skin.

"Snapped!"

The blue veins that had expanded to the extreme tore Taiko's skin, and a vein emerged from his face like an earthworm.

Immediately afterwards, one vein after another ruptured Taiko's face.

Pieces of broken facial skin stuck to the veins, and countless blood vessels were like thousands of maggots crawling out of a rotten corpse, hanging on Taiko's face, presenting an extremely terrifying picture.

"Snapped!"

There was another soft sound, and Taiko's eyes exploded, blood spurted out of his eye sockets, and his usually fox-like eyes turned into dark holes.

"Ahhhh!!!!"

When the soldiers guarding the surrounding area saw this scene, they retreated one after another, unable to suppress the fear in their hearts, and let out almost crazy screams.

They were warriors who had experienced hundreds of battles and had killed hundreds of Han people. They never felt afraid.

Even death cannot make them feel afraid, because death only brings them closer to the Eternal Heaven.

However, they never thought that they, who had never been afraid of their own death, would feel intense fear of the death of others.

If I die in that manner, can I really see the Eternal Heaven? Will I really not fall into hell and be eaten by evil spirits?
Can Changshengtian really protect them?

Taiko's appearance made them unable to help but have such disrespectful thoughts.

Hearing the soldiers' screams, Taiko's body actually moved. Even in this state, he was not dead yet.

"It hurts! It hurts! It's so uncomfortable! What's wrong with me? Why! Why is it backlashing! Wen Lie! Wen Lie!"

Every muscle in Taiko's body twitched from the pain released from his soul, and a sound like crying and howling came from his face. He danced with his hands and feet, as if he could not accept what was happening to him, and stumbled backwards.

Taiko, who had already unlocked the third-level gene lock, missed a step on the stairs and was unable to stand firmly like an ordinary person. He tumbled down from the platform.

His face rubbed against the ground, and the exposed veins were broken due to squeezing and friction. Blood and white fluid gushed out, staining the ground a strange color.

"It hurts! My face, my head!"

Taiko struggled to get up. His body was unstable and the blue veins on his face were shaking, splashing out strong-smelling body fluids.

"Go back! Go back!"

Taiko lost his mind. He pressed his hands on his face and grabbed a handful of blue veins, trying to push the veins back in. However, he was out of control and his strength was out of control. He pulled with his hands and a handful of blue veins were pulled out.

Inexplicably, a feeling of relief appeared on his face, as if he had found a way to relieve the pain. Taiko laughed. He tore his face hard, pulling out a handful of blue veins and pieces of flesh and blood from his head.

The surrounding soldiers were so scared that they retreated far away. Some of them felt their legs go weak and accidentally fell to the ground. They did not dare to stay and crawled away.

The devilish wails and crazy laughter echoed from the bottom of the altar. The Mongolian soldiers watched Taiko's head become emptier and emptier.

In the end, the creepy sound disappeared, and Taiko finally stopped moving. He stood there blankly, presenting an empty brain to the people around him, and rotten flesh mixed with white pulp and dirty blood flowed out from the cracks in his bones.

In an instant, dozens of Mongolian soldiers lay on the ground and vomited wildly, and even a dozen soldiers fainted from fright.

Those who were besieging Wen Lie could never have imagined what would happen to Taiko.

Because they were defeated before Taiko's death.

"Using a curse on me? How creative! Hahahahaha! I'm dying of laughter!"

At the moment when the attacks of Team Tianshen were only a few centimeters away from Wen Lie, Wen Lie's drooping eyelids suddenly lifted up, and a hideous smile appeared on his face that made everyone tremble with fear.

Wen Lie, who found the Celestial God Team's plan ridiculous, laughed wildly and stretched out his hands.

Song Tian's golden knife seemed to have encountered some magnetic field, lost its power of self-control, and fell into Wen Lie's hand. Wen Lie's palm burst out with terrifying force, and actually crushed the knife.

He held the broken pieces of the knife and punched Song Tian in the chest. The sharp blade also pierced into Song Tian's body, leaving a penetrating wound on Song Tian's chest as if he had been caught in a meat grinder.

(End of this chapter)