This horrific scene, like a red-hot iron, was seared into the hearts of the newly arrived believers!
Liang Shufeng's phoenix eyes widened, and her silver teeth were clenched.
"brute!"
Seeing that the two children were about to be caught up by the gray fog, Liang Shu could no longer care about anything else.
With a thought, a flash of silver light appeared around her, and her figure vanished from the spot in an instant!
In the next instant, she appeared in front of the two children.
With one in each hand, they pulled them back from the brink of death.
With another flash of silver light, Liang Shu returned to the dilapidated temple with her two still-shaken children in her arms.
In the final moments of her life, the old woman, swallowed by the gray fog, seemed to see her grandchildren safe and sound in her blurred vision.
Her wide-open eyes finally closed slowly.
The last vestige of obsession seemed to have dissipated, and a faint serenity appeared on his face.
Seeing this, Niu Da, Niu Er, and Niu San also felt their blood boil.
Although they didn't have Liang Shu's elusive skills, they still possessed considerable strength!
"Save him!" Niu roared, and with a wave of his large, fan-like hand, he pulled an old man who was almost engulfed by the gray mist into the temple gate.
Not to be outdone, Niu Er used both arms to snatch several more women and children from the crowd, as if scooping fish.
The threshold of the dilapidated temple now seemed to be the dividing line between life and death.
However, not everyone is hopeful.
After being rescued, a ragged boy slumped in a corner, his face ashen, his eyes vacant, muttering to himself.
"It's no use, it's no use..."
"That plague demon is too powerful. We're all going to die, everyone is going to die..."
His voice wasn't loud, but it carried a deep sense of despair, constantly infecting the already fearful and uneasy disaster victims inside the temple.
"Smack!"
A crisp slap rang out.
Niu San appeared beside the boy at some point and slapped him on the back of the head.
The boy was jolted awake by the blow and looked up blankly.
Niu San glared at him, his voice firm.
"Don't talk such discouraging things!"
"Anyone the Mountain Goddess wants to save, she will definitely be able to save!"
Having said that, Niu San ignored the boy.
He solemnly took out a small wooden sculpture of a mountain god from his bosom, no bigger than the palm of his hand, yet carved with remarkable lifelike detail.
The wood carvings are simple and elegant with smooth lines.
It exudes a subtle, reassuring aura.
He carefully placed the wooden carving in the center of the dilapidated temple's rickety offering table.
Then, the three brothers, Niu Da, Niu Er, and Niu San, looked at each other and knelt down on the ground.
They touched their foreheads to the ground, chanting incantations, all pleading for the protection of the mountain god.
Extremely devout.
Just then, countless wisps of gray mist surged rapidly towards the entrance of the dilapidated temple, like a rising tide.
In the mist, countless twisted shadows could be vaguely seen struggling and emitting silent roars.
Everyone inside the temple was pale and trembling.
Many have already closed their eyes, awaiting death.
At this critical moment.
A gentle yet unassailable golden light suddenly burst forth from the small wooden sculpture of the mountain god!
"Buzz!"
Golden light rippled outwards like water, forming a huge golden shield that completely enveloped the entire dilapidated temple.
The gray, deathly mist surged forth and crashed into the golden shield.
But it was as if they had encountered an invisible barrier, and everything melted away and collapsed, making it difficult to advance any further!
The disaster victims who had been crying and wailing inside the temple were all stunned in an instant.
They all stopped crying, some with their mouths agape, others rubbing their eyes, staring blankly at this miraculous scene.
The golden light was soft and warm, dispelling the chill and despair in their hearts and bringing a long-lost sense of peace.
Outside the temple, the crimson-figured plague demon still gracefully twirled the blood-red paper umbrella in its hand.
He moved slowly and gracefully, drifting past the dilapidated temple.
Those emotionless eyes swept across the surroundings.
They were completely unaware of anything unusual about the dilapidated temple shrouded in golden light.
Under the golden light, everything inside the temple seemed to be isolated from another world, unknown to the outside world.
The plague demon parted her red lips slightly, and her voice, tinged with a languid yet cruel tone, slowly spread across this ravaged land.
"Submit to me, or die!"
The voice wasn't loud, but it carried an undeniable authority, piercing through the chaos and cries, and clearly reaching the ears of every survivor.
As he spoke, an even denser black mist emanated from his body.
It swept in all directions, exuding a nauseating stench of decay.
Among the disaster victims outside the temple, a man ravaged by the plague was barely recognizable, his body covered in festering sores and oozing pus. He could no longer endure the excruciating pain and despair that had seeped into his very bones.
Upon hearing the plague demon's words, a frantic struggle flashed in his eyes.
Ultimately, the instinct for survival prevailed over everything.
"ah!"
The man let out a roar and charged out of the crowd, staggering as he knelt down in the direction of the plague demon.
"I...I surrender! Please spare my life, my lord! Please save me, my lord!"
He kept kowtowing, and soon his forehead was covered in blood.
The plague demon curled a strange and satisfied smile at the corner of its mouth, and lightly raised its blood-red umbrella.
"very good."
A wisp of pitch-black mist, like a nimble venomous snake.
It shot out from the tip of the umbrella and instantly pierced the kneeling man's forehead.
"Ahhh!"
The man let out a bloodcurdling scream that sounded inhuman.
His body began to undergo terrifying changes at a speed visible to the naked eye.
His originally thin body quickly swelled up, and in the blink of an eye, he became much fatter, like an inflated balloon.
The skin quickly turned a deathly grayish-white, covered with countless dense, nauseating, yellowish-purple blisters.
Some of the blisters even burst on the spot, oozing a foul-smelling, yellowish-green liquid.
His facial features were distorted and deformed, and his eyes suddenly bulged outwards.
The whites of his eyes completely disappeared, turning into two huge, murky toad eyes that gleamed with a numb and ferocious eerie light.
In just a few breaths, a living person was completely transformed into a terrifying monster!
Inside the dilapidated temple, the people who witnessed this horrifying scene through the gaps in the golden light shield were all utterly horrified.
A chill ran from the soles of my feet straight up to the top of my head, my stomach churned, and I felt like vomiting.
"Oh my god..."
"What, what is that..."
"He...he's become a monster!"
Fear spread through their hearts like a plague.
This is not submission; it is clearly the transformation into a more terrifying and mindless monster!
Rather than this, it would be better to just die!
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