The Terror of the Heavens Begins with Gu

Chapter 102 Lee Detective's Most Powerful Form of Black Magic

The red-eyed bat raised its head, its gaze towards Li Zhen carrying a hint of danger.

The connection has temporarily weakened, and this guy's rebellious nature has emerged?

Li Zhen grabbed the red-eyed bat and slapped it several times, making it squeak strangely.

After breaking free from Li Zhen's grasp, the red-eyed bat pounced on the eagle owl's corpse.

Li Zhen simply threw the carcasses of the red-eyed bat and the eagle owl together into the back of the truck carrying the altar.

Li Zhen's gaze swept across the corpses, and he looked at the two eerie white bones next to the white-haired man's body.

After the white-haired man died, the mahjong demon returned to the two white bones.

Walking to the body, Li Zhen tried to pick up the bones, but found a few ice crystals appearing in his palm.

The evil spirit inside was very resistant to him.

Li Zhen didn't have time to deal with it right now, so he simply threw the bones into the back of the truck.

He ignored the moths fluttering all over the place.

These moths are clearly a different species, but there are too many of them. I can only come back to check on them after this matter is resolved...

The little devil appeared next to Detective Li with a Polaroid camera, and said smugly, "My photos came just in time, didn't they?"

"It's a bit slow." Li Zhen found the vampire that was sucking blood and struggled to throw it into the car.

"They're constantly moving, so it's really hard to get a clear shot of their faces," the kid next to Li Zhen argued. "Besides, I have to be careful and hide in the bushes to take the picture, otherwise how can I take a picture if they spot me?"

This makes a lot of sense.

Li Zhen said, "I'll let you watch a movie sometime and learn some specialized photography techniques."

The little devil nodded repeatedly: "This is good! This is good! I love watching movies! I love watching all kinds of movies!"

After throwing the other corpses and other items that had fallen to the ground onto the truck, Li Zhen climbed into the driver's seat.

Even in his "half-corpse" state, the task of moving the corpse left Li Zhen exhausted.

Li Zhen looked at his hands.

The inexplicably flowing blood was still stained on his pale skin.

Pressing on the spot where blood was "gushing" out, Li Zhen felt a slight pain again.

The more severe the "corpse transformation," the harder it is for Detective Li to feel pain.

He had not felt the pain caused by cancer for a long time.

I don't know if the cancer cells have all died off, or if he can no longer feel the pain at all...

"We don't have much film left. We'll have to go buy some more when we have time." The kid appeared in the passenger seat.

Li Zhen glanced at the blood on the ground outside, then silently started the car.

These people were really well prepared. If it weren't for his many tricks, he might very well be the one who ended up as a corpse.

When navigating the world, it's always best to have multiple identities and a variety of methods...

The worlds in these missions are far from shallow.

If he doesn't prepare some unexpected methods, he might crash and burn at any time.

As the truck drove onto the highway, Li Zhen glanced out the window.

……

Watching the truck speed away, the Taoist priest who had already taken off his robes and was preparing to return to the Taoist temple to inform his fellow disciples stood up from the bushes with trepidation.

He originally intended to take a car directly back to the Taoist temple, but when he passed by the vicinity, he suddenly noticed that there was a terrifying yin energy appearing there.

So he told his disciple to drive the car ahead and wait, while he got out of the car to see what was going on.

This is not because he is a busybody.

This place is only a few kilometers away from their Taoist temple and is still within their sphere of influence.

If evil spirits were to commit mass murder here, their Taoist temple's reputation would certainly be damaged.

If any terrifying evil spirits were to arise here that could directly threaten their Taoist temple, they would certainly be in trouble.

He dared not get too close to the place where the yin energy was erupting, and only dared to stand here and watch from a distance.

He was taken aback by just one glance.

It turns out that there were no evil spirits here, but rather people from unorthodox sects fighting.

Even from that distance, he could still sense the terrifying yin energy and evil aura emanating from the other side.

He didn't know the whole story, but the screams he heard sent chills down his spine.

There was a voice that sounded very familiar to him.

So he took a great risk and stood up, looking in that direction for a while.

If I'm not mistaken, the one in the yellow Taoist robe must be the famous Red-Haired Taoist in the industry.

Although that person had a bad reputation, his skills were genuine, at least no less than his.

But in the end, he still died here.

Recalling the sinister young man who had just driven away in a small truck, the Taoist felt a chill run down his spine.

He remembered that young man...

Fortunately, no fight broke out at that time...

After hesitating for a moment, the Taoist priest walked towards the murder scene.

He wanted to see what was going on over there in order to gauge the man's methods.

……

Zhou Tong, his clothes tattered and his face filthy, collapsed to the ground.

Tilapa was equally disheveled, with messy white hair hanging down her head and her face completely covered with dry, muddy skin, making her cheekbones appear even more prominent.

His back hunched over, and his eyes, which could not be fully opened, had completely lost their luster, making him seem as if he didn't have much time left to live.

The ghost fetus huddled beside Zhou Tong, its body covered in unhealed holes, some of which bore the marks of fire. From some of these holes, one could clearly see the eerie face inside.

Its tentacles were almost completely severed, with only two longer tentacles remaining intact, while the rest were extremely short tentacles that had not yet fully grown.

It's clear that it's consuming a lot of energy; otherwise, it wouldn't be unable to recover even its tentacles.

However, this thing is indeed very resilient. Even after being almost smashed into a rotten piece of flesh, it is still alive and kicking. It is no wonder that Tirapa paid a great price to create this ghost fetus using forbidden methods.

On the opposite side, Kongcano stood behind the altar, holding a long sword.

There were originally three sorcerers behind him, but now only two remain, demonstrating the brutality of this battle.

In stark contrast to them was the leisurely Boss Wang.

He sat on a rock a little further away, smoking a cigar and crossing his legs to watch the contest, as if it were a spectacular show.

He brought a man with him who was fanning him.

Panting heavily, Kongcano glanced at Boss Wang and said with a gloomy smile, "Tilapa, we've become a laughing stock too."

Tirapa looked up at Kongcano, her cheek twitching slightly as if she were smiling.

Kongcano glanced warily at the monstrous fetus.

This thing isn't actually that scary.

Having lived for so many years, Kongcano had seen things far more terrifying than ghost fetuses.

But none of those things were as eerie as this ghost fetus.

He had tried many black magic spells and methods, but none of them worked against this evil fetus.

Only physical attacks, such as directly slashing with swords, can effectively weaken the monster.

But no matter how hard he tried, he couldn't kill the monster.

They rushed forward and completely severed the monster's tentacles, cutting it into three pieces. But the monster immediately returned to its original state right before their eyes.

Kongcano finally understood why Tirapa used this thing to fight them.

Besides being skilled in black magic, these people also get tired.

When they first encountered this monster, they didn't have many ways to deal with it.

If we could let them go back and think about it for a while, they might be able to come up with some ways to subdue this monster.

Besides this monster, Kongcano is also very wary of Tirapa, who is about to die.

Those who practice evil arts cannot possibly be without forbidden techniques that require desperate measures.

It's perfectly normal for Tirapa to try to take them with her before she dies.

This is why he didn't kill Tirapa immediately, but instead prepared to wear him down.

Kongcano glanced at the road and said, "That sorcerer is from the Bat faction, so I sent two people who raise evil spirits to deal with him."

"One of them raises a ghost-eye moth, which can block the flight ability of his evil creatures."

"The other one they keep is a eagle owl, you know? That terrifying eagle owl that feeds on bats. By their standards, it's an evil creature that has undergone a metamorphosis."

"If that sorcerer is raising bats, then he's in big trouble."

"Without the bat, his strength will definitely be greatly reduced."

He paused for a moment, then continued, "Boss Wang also invited a master over to use magic to subdue his strange soul."

“We have countermeasures against all his abilities, so he is doomed to die.”

"There should be no believers in Damasul..."

Tilapa seemed a little lost in thought.

Kongcano's eyes flashed, and he grabbed a cup from the simply arranged altar and poured the liquid inside out.

The viscous, crimson liquid, like blood, spilled from the altar and transformed into red sparks, radiating an extremely dangerous, scorching aura. The weakened Tirapa threw out her clothes, blocking a large amount of the "sparks."

The remaining portion landed on Tirapa's body and face, burning his skin with terrifying little blisters.

The demon let out a strange cry, and its outstretched tentacles grabbed the feet of Kongcano and another sorcerer from beneath the altar.

The two men swiftly severed the tentacles of the demon fetus with their knives.

Seeing this, Tilapa turned to Zhou Tong with difficulty and said, "Let it eat me!"

Zhou Tong looked at Tilapa in disbelief.

Tilapa repeated, "Let it eat me!"

Zhou Tong, having understood, was somewhat perplexed.

Tilapa quickly said, "They didn't kill us right away because they were afraid I would fight back, and they were also afraid the ghost fetus would get out of control."

"The demon fetus was created by my magic. It will become even more terrifying if it swallows me."

"If you can't kill them, then leave with the ghost fetus. If they won't let you go, then let the ghost fetus devour you... I can't hold on much longer..."

Zhou Tong was about to speak when he suddenly heard the roar of an engine.

The sound grew louder as it approached, appearing on the lawn where they were.

Zhou Tong turned his head and saw only a blinding headlight.

When Kong Kano and that Boss Wang turned their heads, all they could see were the blinding headlights getting closer and closer.

Only when the vehicle got closer could they barely make out that it was a box truck.

The truck, which had driven onto the grass, slowed down slightly about 20 meters from the location of the battle.

The clicking sound of the camera taking pictures was drowned out by the roar of the engine, and no one heard it.

At this moment, almost everyone was bathed in the light of the truck's headlights, making it the perfect time to take pictures.

One of the men next to Mr. Wang leaned down and whispered something in his ear.

"Oh? They're back?" Boss Wang looked at the truck again. "It seems their operation went smoothly. Go and ask them about the process."

The man standing next to him shouted a couple of times at the truck, then waved and walked toward it.

Seeing this person's actions, Kongcano and the others also believed that the car must have been sent by Boss Wang.

The strong smell of blood in the car made them feel a little strange.

As they all looked away, the truck suddenly accelerated forward and crashed directly into the altar that Kongcano had set up.

This sudden change was beyond everyone's expectations.

Caught off guard, a sorcerer was hit by a truck and knocked to the ground.

After being brutally crushed, half of the man's body was turned into a pile of mud.

The demon fetus, craving flesh and blood, didn't find the mud disgusting and pounced on it to eat, almost getting run over by a truck.

The truck quickly reversed, chasing Kongcano and his companion so fast they were jumping up and down.

Tilapa finally got the opportunity she had been waiting for.

Risking being run over by a truck, he crawled to the overturned altar, picked up a small jar, and began chanting incantations.

When Kongcano saw Tilapa climbing toward his altar, he was very anxious, but it was too late to get there.

The arrangement of the altar is very particular; it will definitely contain items related to the evil spirits that one worships.

That thing contains the will of the believer; if it falls into the hands of a wizard like Tirapa, it would definitely be very dangerous.

Kongcano, whose expression was constantly changing, quickly sat down on the ground and began to chant a spell.

At this point, he had no choice but to endure Tirapa's curse.

Fortunately, Tirapa's magical power was far less profound than his...

As he battled Tirapa, Kongcano gradually felt his head becoming a little dizzy.

A sudden headache struck him, and he realized that the atmosphere around him seemed a little strange.

It seemed as if some terrifying being had silently descended upon this place, extending its tentacles towards everyone...

Kongcano opened his eyes and looked in the direction he sensed.

He saw a young man with an evil aura jump out of the driver's seat of the truck and walk towards him.

The man's footsteps landed silently, like the gentle patter of an insect hunting its prey.

The enormous shadow centered on the man and expanded outwards in all directions.

Twisted shadows, like spider legs, stretched out from the man's body and into the shadows behind Kongcano and the others.

Pure evil continues to spread.

The flowers and plants on the ground seemed to have transformed into some kind of twisted and malevolent force.

Kongcano and the others suddenly felt a strong itching sensation on their backs, as if arms were about to stretch out from their flesh.

What a powerful demon this is!
It could actually directly cause abnormal movements in their bodies!

"Who... are you?" Kongcano asked in a deep voice.

"The sorcerer who raises eagle owls and moths is one of your people?" Li Zhen stopped in his tracks.

Kongcano's expression changed slightly: "It's you...you, so you're saying they're all dead?"

"You're not a Bat Sect sorcerer! No! It can't be! We prepared so...so..."

If the information about the other party is correct, his men could not possibly fail.

The art of black magic has been developed in Southeast Asia for so many years that it holds very few secrets for people like them, so there are very few things about black magic that can surprise them.

But today he saw something that surprised him.

The extreme unease that arose from this surprise.

Kongcano closed his eyes and began to mumble the incantation.

"Looks like I didn't pick the wrong person." Li Zhen took a photo and a strand of gray hair from the little devil and quickly made a doll.

The photo was taken while the truck was in operation.

At this point, saying "one" is inaccurate. What Li Zhen got was just a black-and-white "headshot" of the person he felt was the most dangerous, which was torn from a complete photo by the little devil.

The hair was pulled from the man's head by the little devil when he was distracted.

Without hesitation, Li Zhen took out a long nail and drove it directly into the photo pasted on the straw man's face.

The photo seemed to have transformed into some kind of impenetrable material; no matter how hard Li Zhen tried, he couldn't pierce it.

This surprised Li Zhen greatly.

After visualizing the spider demon, Li Zhen's progress in the various black magic techniques he "learned" from Nai Mi was rapid.

Stimulated by the bat-faced demon, the spider demon's will continued to erode his consciousness.

After Li Zhen used the Half-Ghost Curse, he barely managed to make the Spider Demon's will strong enough to reach a balance with the Bat-Faced Demon's will.

Later, Li Zhen practiced the "Five Elements Evil Spirit Sublimation Method".

With the help of this method, the wills of the two evil spirits reached a perfect balance in Li Zhen's primordial spirit, causing Li Zhen's primordial spirit to become stronger again and his control over the two evil spirits to become even stronger.

Not long ago, the red-eyed bat devoured another bat, completing its second metamorphosis and causing a shift in the will of the two evil beings.

As the demonic will shifted, Li Zhen's primordial spirit also underwent constant changes.

Under the influence of the sorcerer's incantation, half of Li Zhen's sorcery was sealed, and the bat-faced demonic consciousness within him gradually weakened, allowing the spider demon to gain the upper hand in his consciousness.

In order to perform the black magic of the Naimi sect, Li Zhen deliberately visualized the spider demon, putting it in its most active state.

The spider demons, now free from the restraint of the bat-faced evil god, were able to achieve the effect described earlier due to their extreme activity.

Even Li Zhen himself could not withstand the pressure brought by such an active spider demon.

He could also clearly feel that, under the corrosive influence of the immense evil energy, arms seemed to be growing out of his torso at any moment.

Ignoring these feelings, Li Zhen is currently in his strongest state since becoming a sorcerer.

Even with this, he was still unable to cast a curse on the other party, despite having their photo and hair.

If we don't seize this opportunity to kill him now, we won't have such a good chance once he recovers.

Li Zhen thrust the long needle down again.

After inserting it slightly, he suddenly slammed his right hand down, forcefully driving the nail into the photograph and the doll.

A few drops of blood flowed from his palm onto the somewhat blurry photograph.

The person he had cast the spell on cried out in pain and fell to the ground, clutching his head and wailing incessantly.

Even the most powerful sorcerer will meet a tragic end once they fall victim to a terrible curse.

Several iron nails grew out of the man's face, and he died in agony.

The remaining sorcerer stared at Li Zhen in horror as he retreated continuously.

The red-eyed bats that were devouring the flesh and blood of the eagle owl were forcibly summoned out of the carriage by Li Zhen and chased after the man.

Tilapa stared blankly at Li Zhen's retreating figure.

Right in front of him, the young sorcerer, exuding an evil aura, jumped out of the car, walked up to the great sorcerer Kongkano, exchanged a few words with Kongkano, and then killed Kongkano...

If this had happened in Southeast Asia, the death of this terrifying sorcerer, a nightmare for countless people, would surely have caused a huge uproar.

But here, Kongcano died so easily.

“You…killed…Kongcano…” Tirapa murmured.

He rubbed his eyes, finally confirming that the most terrifying opponent he had ever faced was indeed dead.

(End of this chapter)