Chapter 292: The Mutation of the Living Corpse
Mother Ghost's words made the demon shadow burst into laughter and he said, "Hahaha"
"This is not Mother Ghost's style… Even if the Wolf God's swordsmanship is unbeatable and unparalleled in the world, what can he do as long as we don't reveal ourselves and avoid direct confrontation?"
"If we really have to shrink back and wait for it to fade away before coming out again, then that would be too passive."
"These ancient monsters rarely come out of hiding easily. Now that it has emerged in the world, it is unlikely to retreat anytime soon."
"Maybe it would directly kill us… After all, it is an old monster that has survived the Earthly Catastrophe, possessing methods of longevity that surely exceed ours."
"Moreover, we have already arranged our formation and are waiting for the Wolf God to enter the game… Now that we've come this far, does Mother Ghost really plan to give up and retreat instead of fighting with all her might?"
The inquiry from the demon shadow made Mother Ghost, with her stout figure, laugh once again.
She licked her lips and looked up and down at the demon shadow in front of her before saying,
"It's fine to fight with all our might. Even if we lose, we die with no regrets. What I'm afraid of is fighting until the end, only to realize that we have done all this for nothing, like trying to fetch water with a bamboo basket, or end up being used as a pawn… That would be unbearable."
When Mother Ghost spoke, there was an implied meaning behind her words.
The demon shadow asked with surprise, "Doesn't Mother Ghost trust me? Do you think I will take all the benefits for myself?"
With a smirk, Mother Ghost said, "That's not the case, Demon Lord Demon Shadow is still trustworthy. What concerns me is in the Green Hell Cave."
"The Lord of All Demons is a great talent, always strategizing before taking action, with unparalleled attention to detail. His ability to establish a huge foundation within the Fire Pass Country, in this land of absolute demons, is truly not to be underestimated."
"Although it appears that the Green Hell Cave is now exposed, the Lord of All Demons has never shown himself to the outside world. No one even knows whether the Lord of All Demons is male or female, tall or short, fat or thin. Furthermore, no one knows what kind of trick the Lord of All Demons is up to."
"If you and I choose to fight the Wolf God, at a critical moment the Lord of All Demons may suddenly appear and steal our victory… then won't we just be helping others to gain an advantage?"
Mother Ghost's analysis made the demon shadow ponder for a moment before saying, 'Mother Ghost's concern is indeed reasonable. Then let's wait a while longer and see what happens with the Green Hell Cave.'
"Now that the Wolf God has set its sights on the Green Hell Cave, it won't be long before there is a result, barring any unexpected events."
"We can wait until the dust settles before taking action…"
As soon as the words were spoken, both of them sensed the approach of some kind of aura.
They exchanged a glance and the two demonic figures disappeared in an instant.
And on the edge of this silent swamp, quite some time had passed before two figures, one after the other, appeared on the edge of the swamp shrouded in a blood-red aura.
In the dim light, it was apparent that it was a man dressed as a musician, with a pale complexion and a slender figure, carrying a huge case on his back.
And following the musician, there was a woman dressed in a bright red bridal gown. She had her head covered with a red veil, yet it didn't seem to obstruct her vision in any way.
Walking along the muddy swamp edge, the woman in red didn't step into even a single puddle.
However, as she approached the surging blood-red mist, the woman in red suddenly stopped in her tracks, seeming somewhat fearful of the bloody haze before her eyes.
Sensing her fear of the bloody mist, the musician paused and said, "I will go ahead and take a look. Master, please wait here for a moment."
Without waiting for a reply from the woman in red - who would not have replied anyway - the musician went straight into the swamp. Facing the surging blood-red mist, he slowly reached out his hand and touched it, sensing its presence.
Splat -
In the swamp, there was a sudden flash of sharp sound, and vaguely, there seemed to be a flash of blood-red lightning.
When the musician pulled out his right hand again, it had already been electrocuted to a charred black.
However, he didn't feel any pain. He just lowered his head and looked at his charred arm, revealing a shocked expression.
"The God Slaying Heavenly Thunder… This sword light, is it actually the God Slaying Heavenly Thunder?"
He lifted his head and looked at the blood-red surging swamp in front of him, falling into an incredible shock.
Although the swamp is now surging with blood, there is no longer the terrifying momentum of the moment when the sword energy fell.
But just looking at this blood-silent surging wilderness, the musician seemed to have seen the terrible scene when the sword energy fell that day…
The God Slaying Heavenly Thunder…
The God Slaying Heavenly Thunder, which only existed in legends, actually appeared in the world? And it is still being manipulated by someone…
The musician's expression was so shocked that he didn't even react when the woman in the big red wedding dress walked up to him.
It was only when the woman in the big red wedding dress walked past him and directly into the surging red mist ahead that he realized.
Stabbing sound - Stabbing sound -
The blood-red air currents surged violently, and the crimson lightning flickered fiercely.
As soon as the woman, who exuded an evil aura, set foot in the swamp, wherever she went, bloodshed erupted and the residual calamity power inside was constantly flickering and surging, stimulated by the evil energy emanating from the woman's body.
And the strange sound finally woke up the absent-minded musician.
He hurriedly looked up and saw the horrifying sight of his master, who was wearing a big red wedding dress, walking into the swamp and almost disappearing into the blood-red mist.
Suddenly startled.
"Master!"
The musician shouted anxiously and immediately used his spiritual sense to give the command to return.
However, the living corpse that he theoretically had fully controlled seemed to have gone beyond his control and was indifferent to his anxious urging.
The blood-red mist surged and crackled, while the dim thunder flickered violently. Meanwhile, the woman's figure gradually disappeared in the musician's line of sight as she walked deeper and deeper.
Completely ignoring the musician's control instructions.
The musician was so angry and frustrated at this scene that he flew straight up and headed towards the depths of the bloody mist without caring about anything else.
"Master!"
The musician shouted anxiously.
The swamp filled with the aura of thunder is an incredibly terrifying battlefield for living creatures.
No cultivator can maintain inner peace in this swamp filled with the breath of thunder punishment.
The musician also cannot.
However, more frightening for the musician than the pressure brought by the breath of thunder punishment is the fact that the master constantly walks deeper into the mist.
The fact that the master didn't follow his instructions and acted on her own was a strange scene that had never happened before.
Is it possible that there is something in the depths of that bloody mist that is attracting the master?
However, this bloody mist was only the remnant of the Wolf God's sword qi dissipating. The center of the mist was the location where the sword qi fell, where everything had died out and it was impossible for any living creature to exist.
But the master went straight towards that place…what could have happened?!
In the musician's heart, there was both anxiety and panic.
If there really was something in the center of the mist that was attracting the master, to the point where he was no longer under the musician's control…it could be foreseen that no matter what that thing was, it would definitely be beyond his ability to cope with it.
It was absolutely an unimaginably horrific thing!
But sensing that the master was moving further and further into the bloody mist, even if the musician knew that the thing at the center of the mist was very frightening, he couldn't possibly escape alone…
