The Terror of the Heavens Begins with Gu

Chapter 100 More Primitive Witchcraft and Terrifying Evil Gods
Tilapa and Zhou Tong walked straight ahead along the road.

After walking for a while, Zhou Tong asked in confusion, "Why don't we take a taxi? I ​​still have money."

Tilapa didn't answer; instead, he asked, "Are you afraid of dying?"

Zhou Tong shook his head: "Ailing is dead. I only wanted to avenge him while I was alive. Now that I've avenged him, I don't know what the point of living is anymore."

Tilapa turned to look at Zhou Tong and laughed, "That's perfect. I've helped you so much, now it's your turn to help me."

Zhou Tong looked into Tilapa's eyes: "What do you want me to do?"

“There’s really no need for the Ghost Seed technique just to help you get revenge,” Tirapa said bluntly. “If I told you that I had my own ulterior motives for letting you use the Ghost Seed technique, would you blame me?”

“This was my own choice. I forced you to use witchcraft back then, and you told me the price. I have nothing to say.” Zhou Tong hugged the ghost fetus in his arms tightly. “I have taken my revenge. You have done me a favor. Just tell me what you want to do.”

Tilapa took a breath: "Back then, I was doing very well in Southeast Asia. No one dared to bully me because of my witchcraft. Later... one time, someone paid a high price to hire me to break the curse for him."

“I went there and successfully helped him break the curse. The person who cast the curse was no match for me and died from the backlash of his own curse.”

"That sorcerer had quite a background, and that's how I became enemies with them."

"While I was away, they sent people to my house and cast a curse on my whole family. When I returned, I saw them dying one by one in front of me..."

"Tell me, should I avenge this?"

Zhou Tong nodded and said, "Of course we must avenge our grudges!"

Having just avenged his wife, he naturally understood the helplessness of having an enemy in front of you but being unable to take revenge.

“Yes, I also think they should be reported.” Tilapa laughed viciously. “It’s an unspoken rule not to implicate family members. Since they’ve broken that rule, I won’t be polite to them.”

“I cast a curse in the town where the families of the two sorcerers involved in this matter lived, and in the following three days, more than three hundred people died.”

"Not a single fly remained in the houses of those two sorcerers."

Although he believed that Tilapa should seek revenge, he was still shocked by Tilapa's ruthlessness when he heard that Tilapa had killed hundreds of people in one go.

Seeing Zhou Tong's expression, Tilapa said nonchalantly, "How did you feel after your wife died? Did you want to kill all your enemies?"

"That's how I was at the time. My heart was full of hatred. Only after I killed everyone did I feel relieved."

"I killed so many people, and they all call me the exterminator wizard Tilapa."

Zhou Tong said in a deep voice, "This is why you smuggled yourself to Hong Kong Island."

“That’s only part of the reason,” Tilapa chuckled. “After a long and arduous search, I found a granddaughter in the countryside who is related to me by blood.”

“An old man who was about to die took a fancy to my granddaughter and wanted to marry her as his fifth wife. I directly cast a curse and turned the old man into a living corpse.”

"The old man's son is a capable man. He spent a great deal of money to invite the great sorcerer Kongcano."

“This person is very powerful, I am no match for him, but it won’t be easy for him to kill me either. Nanyang is so big, I can just find a place to hide.”

"However, at some point, news spread that I would bring disaster to all the sorcerers in Southeast Asia, and even to Southeast Asia itself."

Zhou Tong couldn't help but glance at Tilapa: "Your witchcraft is that powerful?"

Tilapa said, “This is related to the evil god Damasuru that I worship. In our sect, Damasuru is believed to symbolize death, disaster, and destruction, and can bring various natural disasters to the world, such as floods, earthquakes, and plagues.”

“In Southeast Asia, if you mention witchcraft, many people will think of black magic. They believe that black magic is a type of witchcraft. In fact, witchcraft is a more fundamental form of magic.”

"It is said that our sect originated from the most primitive era. Our sect was born as early as the time of human ignorance. The damasulu we worship is also a terrifying evil god that was born in the primitive era."

"If we cultivate our witchcraft to the highest level, once we unleash a large-scale curse, thousands of people will die in an instant."

Zhou Tong was startled again by the strong smell of blood in Tilapa's words.

The fetus in his arms sensed his unease and wriggled slightly, as if to comfort him.

"Don't be surprised, it's all just bragging. If anyone could cultivate this kind of witchcraft to that level, then the evil god Damasuru would be resurrected." Tilapa sneered, "It's just an excuse made up for the reward and promises made by that capable person."

"Of course, they also want to find an excuse to completely eradicate the lineage of my school of witchcraft. Nobody wants to see witchcraft with such a wide range of destructive power continue to spread."

He scoffed, “As a sorcerer, if you kill one person a day, they will act as if nothing happened. But if you kill dozens or hundreds a day, they will say that you are the most vicious and the one who deserves to be destroyed.”

Zhou Tong roughly understood what Tilapa meant: "You used the seed ghost to refine the ghost fetus just to... deal with those people's pursuit?"

“Yes,” Tilapa said frankly. “I didn’t expect that even after I came to Hong Kong, they still wouldn’t let me go, and I was also suffering from the backlash of witchcraft, and my physical condition was not good.”

"Since you've come looking for me, I'll just go with the flow and create a terrifying ghost fetus to deal with them."

Zhou Tongdao: "Are they almost at Hong Kong Island?"

“No, they’re already here.” Tilapa suddenly stopped.

Zhou Tong also suddenly stopped.

Four men appeared in front of them.

Standing at the front was an old man with long, white hair tied in a circle on his head. His aged face did not have the kind appearance of an ordinary old man; instead, it had a peculiar fierceness.

The three middle-aged men behind the old man also had a sinister appearance, and it was obvious at a glance that they were people of evil ways.

Tirapa stared intently at the old man: "Kongcano!"

The old man named Kongcano said in a voice as unpleasant as phlegm, "Tilapa, you said one thing right and one thing wrong."

“Many people only cause you trouble because of the bounty. With that bounty, some people can skip many years of cultivation.”

"But it's not untrue that you bring disaster. This is an omen that many sorcerers and other masters have experienced, including the highly accomplished Buddhist master, Master Passaro. Otherwise, it wouldn't have become a consensus."

Tilapa snorted coldly: "If I really had that ability, I wouldn't have fled to Hong Kong Island. I'm just afraid of my revenge. Which of those sorcerers and masters you mentioned doesn't I have a grudge against?"

Kongcano did not argue: "Regardless of whether you have the ability now, the lineage of your school of witchcraft must be severed."

"Then we'll see if you have the ability!" Tilapa slowly stepped back.

“You know perfectly well that if you use this level of witchcraft, we will track you down. Why do you still use it?” Kongcano looked at the ghost fetus in Zhou Tong’s arms. “Do you think this little thing can save you?”

A strange smile appeared on his aged face: "You appeared here, yet you let that sorcerer escape. Did you use yourself as bait to help that sorcerer escape?"

Tilapa's expression changed.

Kongcano shook his head slightly: "You shouldn't have taken him to the casino to kill Chachai. No matter how Chachai died, we will suspect you."

“Although you eliminated one of our people, you also offended Boss Wang of the casino.”

“Your feud has nothing to do with me.” A middle-aged man with black-rimmed glasses and slicked-back hair led a few people out from behind some large trees by the roadside. “But it’s wrong for you to cause trouble at my casino, so I have to get involved.”

The middle-aged man put a cigar in his mouth and gestured with his hand, saying, "Please continue, gentlemen. I, Wang, am only here to watch a spectacular duel between the most famous sorcerers in Southeast Asia. I will not disturb you."

Kongcano smiled and continued, "By sending him to kill Chachai, you also exposed his information."

“Boss Wang’s men only think he knows evil magic, but he can’t hide it from our eyes. I guess he’s a bat-sect sorcerer, and the bats he’s guessed must have been swallowed by his evil spirits.”

"I find this strange. Shouldn't you have kept him by your side and had him help you? Why did you let him go at the end? Even you, Tirapa, have a soft heart?"

Tirapa said coldly, "My presence here is enough."

"You don't want him to die here? You should have left the legacy to him, right?" Kongcano shook his head. "The information is all clear now, do you think he still has a chance of survival?"

It is common sense that sorcerers themselves are most afraid of their information being known by rival sorcerers.

The cigar-smoking Mr. Wang chuckled and interjected, "My men reported seeing your car come out, so I sent people to intercept it."

Tilapa's expression changed again, but in the end he laughed: "Konkano, you're getting old! You've been talking nonsense for so long just to influence my mind, which just proves that you're not confident in dealing with the little thing you're talking about."

At Tilapa's prompting, Zhou Tong had already dripped blood onto the clothes covering the ghost fetus.

The demonic fetus, having caught a whiff of blood, began to stir again.

A scarlet tentacle pierced through the clothes and appeared before everyone's eyes.

"I've been hiding for so long, but I'm not going to hide anymore today. Let's see if you kill me, or I kill you!"

Tilapa stepped back a few paces, opened his backpack, quickly took out the contents, and in a few swift movements set up his altar on a rock.

Zhou Tong quickly retreated to Tilapa's side, carrying the ghost fetus.

……

Tilapa's statement was very strange, which made Li Zhen feel a little uneasy.

After he drove off, he remained very cautious and never lost focus.

When he saw the large truck suddenly crashing into him, he remained surprisingly calm.

He turned the steering wheel to the right and drove Zhou Tong's taxi into the bushes by the roadside.

A short branch brushed past the windshield, making a strange scraping sound.

All Li Zhen could see were bushes that blocked his view.

But he didn't stop. After driving around for quite a distance, he finally drove the taxi back onto the highway.

Two cars were driving side by side, completely blocking the road.

Li Zhen suddenly swerved the steering wheel sharply to the left, driving the car onto a narrow road that could only accommodate one vehicle at a time. Reaching a secluded streetlamp, he saw fallen rocks blocking the road ahead, so Li Zhen simply stopped the car and got out.

The heavy truck made a U-turn on the highway, seemingly trying to catch up with Li Zhen.

Clearly, someone wouldn't rest until they ran him over.

interesting……

The little devil holding the skull necklace appeared beside Li Zhen.

Without turning his head, Li Zhen directly ordered, "Go to the car and see what's going on. If he's conscious, kill him."

The little devil disappeared.

Li Zhen went to the trunk and pulled out the vampire that he had managed to squeeze in.

He spent very little time in this world and didn't meet many people.

If we're talking about who has a motive to kill him, the only ones who could be the forces behind the casinos he frequented.

Of course, Tilapa's suspicions cannot be ruled out.
Tirapa regretted it and didn't want to teach him witchcraft, so he wanted to kill himself?
That doesn't make much sense.

Knowing that he could kill him at any moment, doing so would be tantamount to courting death.

Or is it trouble caused by Tirapa?

Tilapa has always been mysterious, and it doesn't make sense that she would use the excuse of helping Zhou Tong get revenge to create such a sinister plot.

As the truck turned onto the side road, the little devil reappeared beside Li Zhen, wearing the skull necklace that emitted a red mist. He dejectedly reported to Li Zhen, "That person has something on him to guard against me. I can't touch him."

"It's not that I'm useless, this necklace can't do anything about him either."

The other party was indeed prepared.

Retreating behind the fallen rocks, Li Zhen opened the backpack on the back of the vampire and released the red-eyed bat.

Sensing Li Zhen's will, the red-eyed bat silently flew into the darkness.

Instead of crawling inside the vehicle, it simply lay on the outside of the truck's windshield, staring at the people inside with its blood-red eyes.

Even though the person carried something to ward off evil spirits, it didn't protect them from the red-eyed bats.

The truck slowly stopped a dozen meters in front of Li Zhen.

The red-eyed bat flew back onto Li Zhen's shoulder. Its crimson eyes constantly scanned its surroundings.

Li Zhen didn't rush to check on the people in the truck.

He opened the passenger door and picked up the bag that had fallen in front of him.

Li Zhen violently tore open the outer bag and saw a note and a small book with a tattered cover inside.

He picked up the note, which only had the word "escape" written on it.

The characters were written crookedly and had a bloody smell, as if they had just been written not long ago.

It was probably written by that Southeast Asian man named Tilapa.

When Li Zhen opened the small book with no title on the cover, the first thing he saw was an evil god sticking out his tongue, which looked very similar to the one that Tirapa had enshrined on the altar.

He flipped through a few more pages and saw the process of "planting ghosts".

Is this a secret manual recording the magic of Tirapa?

Does that mean I should take this secret manual and run away?

We didn't get the ghost fetus, what should we do?
This is getting more and more interesting...

Tirapa's riddle-like style annoyed Li Zhen.

But the many questions raised here stirred Li Zhen's heart, which had been dormant for a long time.

During this period, apart from pursuing the methods of cultivation, he cared about almost nothing else.

Now that this doubt has arisen, he feels as if he has come back to life.

After sending the boy to confirm that it was safe, Li Zhen stuffed the small book into his pocket and walked towards the truck.

The driver was a young man with tattoos on his arms and chest, suggesting he was likely a member of a gang.

Are they from the casino?
Li Zhen opened the car door and pulled the man, who had completely lost consciousness, out of the car.

After a quick search of the man, Li Zhen found a blue talisman folded into a triangle.

Upon opening the talisman, Li Zhen saw the Javanese script drawn on it.

The talisman was likely created by a sorcerer from Southeast Asia, while the person in question was a member of a criminal organization, suggesting that the casino was involved.

Li Zhen took a Polaroid camera out of the vampire's backpack.

After tossing the camera to the kid, he said, "I've already taught you how to use this camera. Whoever it is, take a picture of them whenever you have the chance."

Although it's late at night, there are streetlights on both sides of the road.

The photos required for black magic do not have high requirements for clarity; as long as the other party's face is captured, the requirements for use are met.

In the dim light, Li Zhen walked past the truck and headed towards the cars that were chasing after him.

A red-eyed bat lay prostrate on his shoulder, its red vortexes in its eyes swirling continuously.

The vampire followed closely beside Li Zhen, silent and stealthy, its terrifying aura making its body appear somewhat hazy.

Sensing Li Zhen's will, the red-eyed bat disappeared from Li Zhen's shoulder.

A sharp squeak pierced the roar of the car engine and echoed continuously in the air.

A car suddenly swerved and rolled down a low slope on one side.

The other two cars remained parked in place.

Several men, covering their ears, groaned as they opened the car doors and tumbled to the ground.

Blood kept flowing from between their fingers, as if someone had pierced their eardrums.

The red-eyed bat returned to Li Zhen's shoulder.

Detective Li slowly walked through the room.

The vampire stopped, grabbed a person, bit through their throat, and began to devour their blood.

The malevolent aura emanating from it became even stronger.

Li Zhen stopped at the next streetlight.

Three people walked towards us from the direction of the road.

Leading the way was the white-haired man holding a bone that Li Zhen had seen at the casino.

Behind the man were two men from Southeast Asia who exuded an eerie aura.

Upon seeing these two people, Li Zhen knew they were sorcerers.

"I told you, I'll show you what it means to wish you were dead!"

The white-haired man gently tapped the white bone in his hand.

The hideous mahjong ghost appeared silently behind the white-haired man.

The Mahjong Ghost's face was still covered with blood-soaked pits, making it look extremely ferocious.

The streetlights started flashing.

Li Zhen continued forward.

The vampire, having drunk its fill of blood, caught up with Li Zhen and strode forward.

An undisguised aura of evil emanated from Li Zhen, making the hazy light around him seem distorted.

A chilling wind, seemingly appearing out of nowhere, emanated from Li Zhen and blew outwards in all directions.

Strange squeaks emanated from his body, as if the whole world was squeaking along with him.

The sounds of swaying trees and roaring engines seemed to have all turned into squeaking noises...

Upon hearing the sound, the white-haired man immediately felt nauseous and dizzy.

He felt the organs in his abdomen constantly wriggling, and they made a faint "squeaking" sound.

The mahjong player behind him involuntarily took two steps back.

Looking at Detective Li again, the white-haired man felt that Detective Li was so sinister.

He pressed his abdomen and cautiously retreated behind the two sorcerers: "Gentlemen, this man's sorcery is very strange. You should be familiar with his techniques. It's up to you."

(End of this chapter)