Chapter 253: Shura's masterpiece? Blast it with one punch!
Three days passed in a flash.
"Master~ I found Shura's lair."
Ye Chang walked to the Mediterranean with light steps, and when she opened her red lips, she brought the long-awaited good news.
"Oh? Pretty efficient." Wang Feng raised his eyebrows in surprise. "Specific location?"
"According to the insider report planted by Leng Jue," Ye Chang tapped her chin with her fingertips, "that madman is hiding in the mining town next door. He's captured young men and women and has locked them up in the mountains to prepare for his disgusting 'feast'~"
A cold light flashed in Wang Feng's eyes, and the temperature around him seemed to drop instantly.
"lead the way."
"Yes, sir~" Ye Changjiao smiled and turned around.
——
In stark contrast to the quiet seaside town, this mining town built on the mountain is full of rugged atmosphere.
Grayish-white stone houses are scattered around, and bare-chested miners carrying shovels shuttle back and forth. The air is filled with the pungent smell of sulfur and sweat.
"It seems that this Shura understands the principle of 'a rabbit doesn't eat grass near its burrow'." Wang Feng said coldly as he looked around at the bustling street.
Ye Chang covered her lips and chuckled softly: "Master, you got it the other way around~ It's precisely because he only spared this town that it's more suspicious."
"People are disappearing in surrounding towns, but this place is safe and sound."
"I see." Wang Feng's eyes flashed with enlightenment, "So his lair—"
"It's in that big mountain~" Ye Chang's red nails flashed a dangerous light in the sunlight, "Please follow me, master."
…
After crossing the rugged mountain road, the two came to the entrance of an abandoned mine.
The mottled rock walls were covered with vines, and the rotten wooden frames creaked in the wind.
A short figure wrapped in a tattered black robe was wandering at the entrance of the cave. He trembled noticeably when he saw Wang Feng and Ye Chang approaching.
He looked around warily and asked in a low voice, "Are you here for Lord Leng?"
"Exactly." Ye Chang raised her red lips slightly. "That madman Shura is preparing his 'feast' in here?"
After confirming the identity, the black-robed man breathed a sigh of relief, his hunched back slightly straightened. "That's right! That bastard locked everyone he captured in the deepest part of the mine."
He rubbed his skinny fingers together, a flicker of hope in his eyes: "Really? Can I really use him to get Lord Leng Jue back?"
"This is a deal promised by the Pope himself." Ye Chang played with the ends of her hair, her tone lazy but unquestionable, "Don't you even believe what the Pope says?"
The short man became excited upon hearing this, his cracked lips trembling: "Okay! Follow me!"
As he turned around, he added nervously, "Be sure to follow closely. The cave is full of warning magic set up by Shura. If you're not careful, you'll alert the enemy!"
The deep mine was like a huge mouth that was ready to devour its prey, slowly swallowing up the three people.
…
After passing through the winding mine tunnel, led by the short man, everyone finally arrived at a huge cavity carved deep into the rock.
The flickering candlelight cast distorted shadows on the uneven rock wall, and the entire space was shrouded in a morbid dimness.
The strong smell of blood mixed with the stench of excrement hit me in the face, making me sick.
There are dozens of stone cages surrounded by iron fences around the cave. Each cage, which is less than five square meters, contains seven or eight prisoners.
The condition of the male prisoners was particularly horrifying - they were emaciated, with cloudy eyeballs embedded in sunken eye sockets, and their bare skin was tightly attached to their bones, as if they had been drained of their life essence by some kind of evil magic.
These living skeletons breathed mechanically and did not respond to the footsteps of the approaching people.
The female prisoners were in a slightly better condition, but the bruises and whip marks revealed under their torn clothes showed that they had suffered double torture.
When a few women who were still conscious saw strangers, they instinctively hugged their bodies and huddled in the corners of the cages. The sound of the iron chains colliding was particularly harsh in the cave.
Wang Feng's eyes were stern, and there was an unbreakable coldness between his brows.
The despair in the air almost solidified into substance, and the cold and sticky mental pressure came over them, which was three times stronger than the Red Devils that Croatia encountered.
His fingertips trembled slightly, and a tremendous amount of mental power poured out from between his eyebrows, and in an instant he took in the entire space.
Beneath the stone chamber lay a mass grave! Corpses piled up like a mountain, their white bones glowing phosphorescently in the darkness.
The man's twisted finger bones still maintained a scratching posture, and the woman's skull had horrific cracks on it. The most horrifying thing was the curled up baby skeletons, scattered all over the pile of corpses like randomly discarded dolls.
Even more bizarre is the fact that several demon skeletons are entangled with human remains, as if telling of some forbidden fusion.
The muffled sound of iron chains shaking came from the stone chamber next door.
Dozens of living people were hung upside down above the blood trough, with dark red bamboo tubes inserted at their wrists. Blood flowed along the walls of the tubes into the stone urn below.
Their empty eyes were no different from those of animals waiting to be slaughtered, and even groaning became a luxury.
And in the deepest part of the cave, a crazy blood-colored aura was beating like a heart, and a trace of pure human breath was strangely entangled in it.
"This is... Shura's masterpiece?"
Wang Feng's murderous intent almost solidified into substance, freezing even the air.
He slowly turned his head, his eyes like knives stabbing at the short man leading the way.
"Shura, where are you?"
The short man shuddered when he was stared at by him. His throat tightened and he swallowed subconsciously, stammering, "Right inside... in the deepest stone chamber..."
"I see." Wang Feng nodded, his tone terrifyingly calm. "Thank you."
After saying that, he walked straight into the depths of the stone chamber.
The short man breathed a sigh of relief and was about to turn around and run away, but suddenly he felt his body lighten - his vision suddenly dropped, and he even saw his headless body still standing there.
"What... is going on?"
Before his consciousness faded, he fell into darkness and was completely dead.
Ye Chang glanced at the rolling head with an indifferent expression, as if she had just stepped on an ant.
She followed Wang Feng without stopping, heading towards the deepest stone chamber.
boom--!
Wang Feng didn't even bother to raise his hand. He just snorted coldly, and the heavy stone door exploded like paper, with rubble flying everywhere and smoke and dust rising.
The scene inside the stone chamber was finally revealed to the two of them.
A huge fleshy ball was entwined in the center, its surface covered with dense scarlet tentacles, each of which was wriggling like a living thing.
What's even more disgusting is that there are hundreds of eyes all over the ball of flesh, with different pupils, some cloudy, some ferocious, all staring at the intruder.
And below the ball of flesh, stood a man in a scarlet coat - he had dark skin, dreadlocks hanging down, and exuded a twisted and crazy aura.
"Um?"
Shura slowly turned his head and was stunned when he saw Wang Feng and Ye Chang. Then he grinned, revealing his white teeth.
"Heh... Where did this rat come from? How dare you trespass into my territory?" He licked his lips, his eyes flashing with morbid excitement. "Well, since you're here, become a part of my masterpiece!"
Before he finished speaking, the meatball with a hundred eyes suddenly rioted, and dozens of tentacles shot out like sharp arrows, attacking Wang Feng and Ye Chang directly!
"Disgusting thing." Wang Feng's voice was low and cold. "Is this worthy of being called a masterpiece?"
"Bang--!!!"
With a muffled sound, the meat ball suddenly expanded violently, and then exploded in Shura's astonished eyes!
Smelly blood and flesh splattered like a rainstorm, and the entire stone chamber was instantly dyed dark red.
Shura's smile froze on his face, his pupils suddenly shrank, and he slowly lowered his head——
His "masterpiece" was reduced to ashes in an instant!
"You... you dare to destroy me..."
Before he could finish his words, his vision suddenly went dark—a fist came crashing down like a meteorite!
"Die, bastard."
Wang Feng's voice was like the sentence of death.
(End of this chapter)
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