Chapter 8 8. Wash the sword with blood
Thick leaden clouds and heavy rain are still pouring down, and the green mountains look lonely and terrifying in this harsh climate.
It's as if a heavy rain isolates people from the real world.
Thunderous breathing rippled through the rain, and the golden candlelight swayed and danced, forming a straight line. He knew that this was the terrifying creature moving at high speed in the rain. The strong winds it brings can even bend the direction of heavy rain, creating a rainless zone.
"If you don't obey, you will suffer." The girl said.
The giant red shadow ran at an incredible speed, and a ferocious long tail appeared above the girl's head.
This is the response.
The long tail hit the ground, but the girl stood lightly on the tailbone, her petite body bowing slightly, like a salute after a ballet.
Gu Chuchu's eyes were filled with brilliant silver, as if the white moonlight was rising from the sea level. Her delicate little face was solemn, and words from ancient times came out of her mouth. This is ancient writing in the true sense of the word, from a previous buried era.
Li Xi'an could understand it.
She said, I will bury you with my sword!
The strong man's body was shaking, not from himself, but from the wooden box behind him. A huge force came from the wooden box, as if it came to life and was about to break the seal. It was not just him, but everyone who was responsible for carrying the wooden box. The sound of dragon roars rang out from the wooden box, and the vibrations became stronger and stronger, almost lifting people into the air.
"Come out." The girl spread her fingers and ordered indifferently.
The wooden box broke open, and the metal edge shot straight into the sky.
Dozens of ancient swords soared into the air, the sword blades tearing through the rain curtain, and the unknown characters carved on the sword body shone with a gleaming light, filled with astonishing and mysterious features!
The heavy rain fell again and the rain curtain closed. Covering the figure of the giant red shadow, the ancient sword chanted softly and drew traces in the air, all of them falling behind the girl. They intertwined unbearably and wanted to drink all the flesh and blood of living creatures.
Gu Chuchu's eyes were neither happy nor sad, looking at the big red snake in the rain curtain as if it were a dead thing.
The strong man watched the two monsters confront each other in the heavy rain, and his world view was rewashed. The gun in his hand has been put down long ago. As of now, firearms have no meaning in the eyes of these things.
The sword came out, and dozens of ancient swords turned into long dragons under the girl's thought. The sharp edge even flattened the trunks of all the surrounding big trees.
The rain curtain was also torn apart, approaching the snake's head.
But the snake-like face covered with red copper was sneering, and the burning golden candle was full of banter.
It bowed, its back resembled a rugged reef, and its bony protrusions were distinct and ferocious. It's hard to imagine that the creature in front of me can be called a "snake". It spits out scarlet letters and is covered in red iron scales. As it breathes, the scales slowly expand from top to bottom. The strong man and Lin Zhiqiang asked themselves unconsciously, is this thing really not a "dragon"?
The sharp edge of the ancient sword collided with the scales, causing a harsh metallic roar.
Lightning fell from the sky, illuminating the huge shadow in the rain curtain like a wild dragon.
Can't hurt it at all.
Silently retracting the ancient sword flying in the sky, Gu Chuchu frowned. This thing was much more powerful than she expected. Each of the thirty-three ancient swords is an extraordinary thing. It is the crystallization of the weapon refining technology mastered by the ancestors. It is lucky to get one of them, and the complete set of swords is rare in the world. But these are useless in front of that behemoth, and the edge of the ancient sword cannot even leave scratches on the opponent's scales.
She felt a little weird.
In the era of recovery when the media was just born, it is no longer easy for creatures to rise. But there is such a monster hidden deep in this mountain.
The girl had some intention of retreating, and she suffered a big loss by treating the big snake as a creature that had just risen. She did lose her emotions congenitally, but she lost her emotions, not her IQ. It was originally expected that no matter how strong the opponent was, he could only win half the battle against the Thirty-Three Swords without bloodlust. Now that the opponent could easily resist the Thirty-Three Swords, even if the Thirty-Three Swords were bloodthirsty, they only had a slight chance of winning.
Paranoid, not crazy.
For an almost invincible enemy, Gu Chuchu would not think about how to lose his life.
The rain was getting heavier.
The world became quieter and quieter, and the sound of rain enveloped the surrounding areas. Only then did Gu Chuchu, who was about to retreat, realize that they were isolated from the world. Every drop of rainwater contains "spirit", sealing off this land.
Weird laughter echoed.
It turns out that they were never hunters, but prey. Ever since they stepped into this mountain, they have become the king's playthings.
"It's really..." She hasn't been this embarrassed for a long time. Even death.
Then you're welcome. Gu Chuchu closed his eyes, waved his arm gently, and the ancient sword roared out. Instead of stabbing the big snake, these ancient swords slashed at the person who came carrying them!
She is sacrificing blood to the sword.
Some of the people chopped off by the ancient sword were dead before, and some were still alive. They wanted to escape and survive, but unfortunately, they couldn't run faster than the meteor-like ancient sword. The sharp edge streaked across the sky with blood, and the bodies of the dead quickly shriveled up.
"Huh?" Gu Chuchu was stunned, because she had a dark gun pointed between her eyebrows, and the strong man closest to her had a ferocious face. He didn't say a word, but used his fastest speed to press the switch. .
After all, the tongue of fire did not spit out, and the sharp edge fell, cutting the gun into pieces along with the person.
The sword was stained with blood, and the seal characters became strange and twisted on the sword.
There is a dense scarlet light in the heavy rain.
Lin Zhiqiang leaned against the smooth tree stump and curled up into a ball. This middle-aged man washed his face with snot and tears. The world was crazy in his eyes!
"Pfft──" There was a sound of a sharp object piercing the chest, and a few drops of blood splashed on the ground in front of the man.
"Ah..." It wasn't an ordinary person wailing, it was that girl.
What's going on? The man looked up in confusion and his eyes widened.
The girl was pierced from the back by a red bone spur. She could not leave after all, just like an angel who was destined to die in the mortal world by a god-killing spear. She hung in mid-air, struggling, and blood couldn't stop flowing from the wound, dripping down her smooth ankle to the ground. The red-stained demonic ancient swords lost control and all fell from the air and were inserted into the soil.
"Cough...cough..." The blood spit out by Gu Chuchu dyed her delicate cheeks red, and there were fragments of her broken internal organs in it.
That bone spur is the tail bone of the big snake.
She didn't expect that the big snake could completely hide its figure in the rain. By the time she realized it, the deadly bone spur had already penetrated her. At this time, she was lifted in front of the ferocious snake, and the thing was looking at her.
The rain hit the girl and quickly took away the warmth from her body. The red behemoth was also cold, with no heat in either its body or its eyes.
She ate the unripe medium when she was a child and it has been thirteen years now. The medium's compatibility with her was frighteningly perfect, so even among the group of people of the same age, she was the leader who had traveled the farthest.
I didn’t expect it...
The eerie laughter filled Gu Chuchu's eardrums, like a mockery.
The golden candle burning in Li Xi'an's eyes became the last touch of warmth in the girl's memory.
The eyes are out of focus.
Li Xi'an casually threw the girl's body aside.
Such a fragile human body was actually defenseless in front of it, and died unjustly.
The heavy rain stopped, revealing the mess here, with dozens of shriveled corpses, a rising creature, and an ancient sword lying on the ground. It looked like a monument was being erected when it was inserted into the mud.
Lin Zhiqiang didn't even think about running, he just cowered in place.
The mountain god Nanzhu.
What the old man said is true. This monster is not a "snake", but the mountain god of the Taihang Mountains.
Li Xi'an glanced at Lin Zhiqiang and walked away minding his own business.
Just as the man looked happy, an ancient sword was pulled out by a red figure and flew past him, cutting off his head.
The mountains and fields are silent.
(End of chapter)