Chapter 127 Chapter 127
You Lin knelt on the ground, motionless for a long moment, his chest rising and falling as the only sign of life. All around him was silence, only to be heard faintly in the distance, eerie roars and the clash of weapons. A sinister black aura permeated the air, as if poised to unleash an even more terrifying enemy in the next instant.
All this declares that the battle is not over yet.
You Lin's fingers twitched slightly, then slowly tightened. He instinctively absorbed the surrounding spiritual energy, hoping to regain some mobility to close the door. However, the place had long been invaded by the evil spirit, completely plundering its spiritual energy and vitality, providing him with no supplies.
Some monsters seemed to have lost consciousness. They lay silently on the ground. Suddenly, at some point, their bodies twitched and they let out screams of pain.
The demons who were still conscious looked over at the sound, only to see their bodies stiffen, a black tinge spreading across their bodies. Accompanied by a strange, muffled "crunching" sound, black bone spurs continuously pierced their flesh and grew from their joints.
It's a transformation, irreversible, freed only by death. Infected monsters gradually lose their sanity and their bodies, ultimately becoming a new monster.
"Hurry... Kill me! Kill me!" A demon experiencing strange transformation desperately reached out to his companion, begging for release. His consciousness was already beginning to blur, and he was about to lose control, but his body had regained some mobility due to the strange transformation.
Gazing at his companion's painful struggle, he realized something. A flicker of determination flashed across those eyes, now unrecognizable. So, while he still had control of his body, he unhesitatingly smashed his own head amidst his companion's silent cries.
Waves of suppressed sobbing rang out on the lifeless land. Someone pierced his own flesh, someone smashed his own skull, and someone picked up a sharp blade and swung the final blow at himself.
Our weapons and minions can only be swung at the enemy...
Even if I die, I will die as a demon...
We demons... born free, born proud...
Their dying whispers were carried away by the wind, yet they reached You Lin's ears with uncanny clarity. He closed his eyes, trying to squeeze out the last ounce of his potential. Just then, heavy footsteps approached from afar, finally stopping beside him.
It was Xuan Lin, who tremblingly took the feather from You Lin's hand. You Lin raised his head, only to see that half of the familiar face had been stained black.
"I'll go." Xuan Lin said.
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Miao spat out a mouthful of blood. His body was riddled with arrows, and his skin was covered in wounds from various sharp weapons, deep enough to reveal the bone. But even so, the tree cocoon behind him remained intact.
The magic circle blocked out all sounds from within, making it impossible to detect what was happening inside. He glanced back inconspicuously, thinking to himself: I hope those children aren't frightened by the noise outside, I hope they can survive this catastrophe...
The demon soldiers who came to support them were few in number. Knowing that they would be controlled by the puppet master after death, they cut off their own hands and feet before dying.
Miao could only watch all this, but was almost unable to react because of the extreme pain.
The puppeteer seemed to be playing a game of cat and mouse. He could have killed Miao in one blow, but he kept him alive, constantly shifting the focus of his attacks to the tree cocoon. He floated in the air, watching with delight as the ants below bravely died like moths to a flame, watching Miao struggle in round after round of defense.
Perhaps those evil gods see their world as an ant nest doused in boiling water. No matter how miserable the ants are, how united they are, or how they struggle to find a way to survive, it is nothing more than entertainment in their eyes.
How sad... They can inflict suffering on us with just a flick of their hands, but what else can we do except struggle?
Miao turned around and looked at the corpses that almost covered the entire battlefield. He gritted his teeth but didn't realize it. He pointed at the puppeteer and said, "What kind of god are you if you can only hide behind puppets? If you have the guts, kill us all. Otherwise, one day, I will make you pay the price!"
Hearing this, a cruel grin spread across the puppeteer's face. He hooked his finger at Miao and said disdainfully, "Is that so? Too bad I won't kill you. It would be a shame to let such a strong bond vanish like this. I'll make you into a puppet and use you forever."
"Hahahaha...dream on!" What responded to him was an icy sharp blade with a hint of cold light.
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"No, you will die." You Lin tried to hold Xuan Lin.
He knew that the person responsible for closing the gate would face the most intense evil aura. Although the energy contained in the phoenix feathers could offset most of the impact, their bodies would still be eroded. For Xuan Lin now, closing the gate was a point of no return.
Xuan Lin was fully aware of this. He smiled and said, "You've seen what I look like now. Rather than living on and watching myself turn into a monster, I'd rather die as a hero."
"Let us old guys take care of this kind of good thing." As soon as he finished speaking, without waiting for You Lin to stop him, he transformed into a giant dragon and flew into the sky.
Under the influence of demonic power, the huge crack was slowly filled until it disappeared, and the source of the strange energy was completely cut off. But even so, Xuan Lin still had no intention of stopping.
He suddenly flew to the center of the battlefield, circling high in the sky, his body shimmering with a faint golden light. As he moved, the unholy auras, as if inspired by something, detached from the ground and converged on him from all directions.
With just one glance, You Lin understood what he was trying to do. Xuan Lin was actually trying to use himself as a container to absorb all the mist here. However, he couldn't hold much on his own, and soon he fell due to exhaustion.
Many monsters saw this scene. They seemed to understand something. They looked down at the body that was destined not to live long, and suddenly grinned, with the light in their eyes shining again.
They burned up the last bit of their potential in this life and flew into the sky, trying their best to absorb the strange energy into their bodies. The process of transformation also accelerated, but none of them paid any attention to it.
At this moment, their thoughts were simple. These strange energies could be absorbed; as long as they could find a way to seal them, their bodies would be the perfect container. Transformation into a monster was irreversible, and once a dead zone was formed, it likely wouldn't disappear easily.
This was the most important checkpoint in the demon clan's territory. Once it was lost, the evil gods would be able to easily invade the demon clan. No matter what the cost, they could not give this place up.
"For His Majesty, for the demon race!" They shouted with all their might, and then at the moment when consciousness was about to disappear, they let themselves fall from the sky.
They said, "Seal us up."
The strange energy also affects the soul. If they truly seal it, their souls will be trapped here forever until the strange energy completely dissipates. They will either be contaminated and assimilated, or simply dissipate. They will be unable to enter reincarnation and will never be free.
"We know the consequences, it's okay..."
"If we leave this unchecked, I'm afraid our bodies will become new monsters. Then, who will we turn our weapons against?"
"...I don't want to become a monster, I don't want to stand against His Majesty..."
"Lord Longzun, please see us off for the last time."
"Please live well. His Majesty needs you, and so does the world..."
At that moment, You Lin hated his own powerlessness.
Without the trickery of the strange energy, the strangeness was quickly cleared away. When You Lin finally found Miao, the puppeteer had disappeared, and only a piece of tattered black cloth remained on the ground.
He lay on the ground, the cubs surrounded him and cried loudly. There were also some surviving demon soldiers nearby, some of them were injured and some were disabled, most of them had already received some simple treatment.
"Miao!" You Lin was shocked. He had thought that the powerful enemies had been blocked by them and Miao should be safe. Why did it become like this?
"Is that Boss Youlin?" Hearing the voice, Miao opened his eyes with all his might. He was badly injured, even his pupils were beginning to swell. The demon beside him kept pouring medicine into his mouth, but it was all in vain.
Even so, he still revealed a smug smile, feigning a nonchalant tone, "Seriously, they're playing dirty this time, sending two evil gods at once. The other one got away, but I stabbed it in the back, so it shouldn't be able to cause any trouble anytime soon."
The happiest thing was that he finally did it. He successfully saved these children and prevented them from dying like the Peacock Tribe before him.
"Don't talk, keep your strength, I will take you back."
"I can't go back."
The puppeteer had wanted to turn him into a puppet, but he had chosen to sever his own meridians after losing the ability to move. Thinking of the power that had erupted at that time, catching the evil god off guard, he wanted to laugh, and indeed he did, but as he was laughing, he choked on the blood and began to cough non-stop.
After a long while, he finally said, "I can't go back. I'll leave these children in your care. And Xiao Sanhuo... what a pity! I had originally thought that once the child learned how to transform, I would take them both around the world to see... the beautiful world we've all fought for..."
"Honestly, Boss Youlin, I still don't want to die..."
He opened his eyes and looked towards home, and the light in his eyes disappeared.
You Lin silently stretched out his hand and gently closed Miao's eyes.
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The demons that had perished from the strange aura were placed together. The remaining demons dug silently, those without tools using their bare hands. You Lin's hands transformed into dragon claws, digging down again and again. The only sounds on the empty plain were the sounds of digging and filling.
More than 30,000 demon soldiers were buried here.
Following their wishes, You Lin cast a sealing array here and left a soul orb. He whispered, "This soul orb will protect your souls from the erosion of time. Please wait. One day, I will set you free and allow you to re-enter the cycle of reincarnation."
The strange situation here was resolved in a way that no one wanted. It was the first time, but it won't be the last.
After doing all this, You Lin turned around and left without stopping. Phoenix still needed him, so he couldn't stop.
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Time is the best medicine to heal all wounds. As three thousand years passed, people gradually forgot the tragedy that had happened here.
For a long time, this was a wasteland overgrown with weeds. Later, someone cultivated some fields and built a thatched hut. Later, they dug an artificial lake and raised fish. Later, the hut was demolished and a school was built.
An unlucky guy was bewitched by someone and ended his life in the center of the lake.
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