The Terror of the Heavens Begins with Gu

Chapter 103 The Doctrine of Witchcraft and the Death of Tirapa
Upon seeing Kongcano killed, the sorcerer was thrown into chaos and only cared about fleeing.

The red-eyed bat easily pounced on the sorcerer.

Given the ferocity of the red-eyed bat, once it pounces on you, there's little chance of survival. This sorcerer was no exception, and for a while, he rolled on the ground and howled in agony.

However, just a moment later, the red-eyed bat suddenly let out a strange cry and hurriedly took off from the man.

The disfigured sorcerer lay motionless on the ground like a corpse.

One after another, terrifying blood blisters appeared on his skin.

A faint wisp of blood-red mist rose from the water bubble, spreading above the sorcerer.

Bubbling and churning below, with "water mist" rising above, made the sorcerer's body look like a ball of scalding liquid, which was extremely eerie.

With a "bang," the sorcerer's body suddenly exploded, his flesh and blood scattered everywhere.

His blood seemed to be corrosive; even when splattered on the grass, it could corrode the blades, creating holes in them.

When the red-eyed bat sensed something was wrong, Li Zhen subconsciously looked at the corpse of Kongcano not far away.

Always wary, he had already begun to retreat.

Seeing the eerie smile on that face covered in spikes, Li Zhen's heart tightened.

Blood blisters also appeared on the corpse.

The blood bubbles grew rapidly as soon as they appeared, almost instantly turning the corpse into a bloated, bizarre entity composed of many blood bubbles.

With a loud bang, blood, tiny bits of flesh, and bone fragments splattered everywhere.

Li Zhen, who was facing this person, was the one who received special attention.

At the last moment, Li Zhen turned his head to the side and covered his face with his arm.

A lot of small, fragmented objects hit his side.

Even though Li Zhen's pain sensitivity was greatly reduced, he still felt a sharp pain.

The pain was even more intense than when I was struck by that Taoist's magic.

Li Zhen straightened up and looked at his side.

The sides of his shoulders and arms, as well as the sides of his waist and right leg, were covered with numerous still-smoking holes.

Pull open the clothes.

Blood blisters appeared wherever the person's flesh and blood were stained.

The pain was coming from the blood blister.

The blood blister looked rather eerie, as if it contained an unusual and evil aura.

Li Zhen put down his clothes, walked expressionlessly to the remaining bones of the man, and asked Tilapa, who was staring blankly at him, "Can you recall his soul fragments?"

“It’s no use.” Tilapa brushed some blood off his head. “Someone like Kongcano has tormented countless souls in his daily life, so he naturally knows that he can’t leave his own soul for others to torment.”

"But I never expected that he would use such a vicious spell on himself."

He solemnly warned, "Getting stained with his blood... is a curse; the blisters on your body will fester."

"The wounds that form will never heal, and they will carry an aura of curse, causing all kinds of ghosts and evil spirits to loathe you."

"If you're put with other people, those ghosts will definitely be more willing to haunt you."

Li Zhen looked again at a blister on the outside of his arm that had already burst.

A trace of black blood flowed out of the blood bubble.

Since he used the evil technique of "nourishing the body with the soul", his body's recovery ability has become strangely strong, and he can almost see the wounds heal even when they are very shallow.

At this moment, Li Zhen noticed that the wound caused by the bursting of the blisters showed no signs of healing, and the wound also carried a strange aura, which should be the aura of the curse that Tirapa had mentioned.

The wound not healing isn't a big problem; I can find an opportunity to use evil magic again to restore my body. But what should I do about this aura?

Li Zhen looked at Tilapa: "How can we get rid of these auras?"

Tilapa slowly shook his head: "My witchcraft is useful. If I could still move, I could help you. Now you can only rely on yourself to solve the problem in the future."

"This aura will attract all the strange things to your side. You... should be careful in the future."

Li Zhen felt that this would not have a significant impact.

Regardless of whether or not he possessed the aura of this so-called curse, he was always dealing with all sorts of evil spirits and malevolent beings.

These guys are definitely not simple; I'll have to be more careful when collecting corpses from now on...

Looking at the shattered bones on the ground, Li Zhen asked unwillingly, "This person... what kind of sorcerer does Kong Kano belong to?"

Using the keyword "Kongcano" as the core, he obtained some related memories and roughly understood the person's status in the area of ​​Nanyang black magic.

He felt a great loss because he couldn't access this person's memories.

“Just like you, I’m a member of the Bat faction,” Tirapa said.

Why doesn't he have any evil spirits?

"Because his evil spirit is enshrined in the main hall of their sect, and all the disciples worship it together with evil magic. They... want to raise the strongest evil spirit on their own. Unless there is a life-or-death crisis, Kongcano will never take that thing out easily."

"It's also a bat?"
"Yes."

Upon hearing this, Li Zhen felt a chill run down his spine.

That person didn't bring any evil artifacts, yet he was so powerful...

For some reason, a strange thought suddenly popped into his head: he might see that bat again someday.

Tirapa struggled to his feet: "It was Kongcano and his men who surrounded and killed you. I... I will explain the situation to you."

“At first, I wanted to keep you as an assistant to help me, but then I suddenly felt it would be better for you to live, so that my witchcraft would not be lost. So I told you to leave quickly.”

"I wanted to buy you some time, but I didn't expect them to arrive so quickly..."

Li Zhen shook his head speechlessly: "You should have explained things earlier if you had something to say."

Tilapa was speechless for a moment, feeling an emptiness in her heart.

Kongcano, whom he considered his greatest rival, died so simply. All his previous busy preparations seemed to have been meaningless.

It can't be said that it's completely useless.

Without Gui Tai's restraint on Kong Kano, and without his earlier use of witchcraft to control Kong Kano, Li Zhen might not have been able to kill Kong Kano.

Even if all conditions are met, Kongcano is not someone that an ordinary person can kill.

Tilapa knew that Li Zhen was stronger than he thought, but he didn't expect Li Zhen to be this strong.

This has far exceeded his expectations.

If Li Zhen had used this full strength during their battle, and given his poor condition and lack of the help of the Ghost Embryo, he would probably be dead by now.

If he had known earlier that Li Zhen was so strong, he might not have made the choice to let Li Zhen escape.

Not right either.

Even with his immense strength, he was no match for Kong Kano at his peak. If Li Zhen had encountered Kong Kano, he might have been killed by him long ago.

It can only be said that everything happens for a reason, and ultimately...

Tilapa suddenly looked at Li Zhen, who was tidying up the things on the ground, and her gaze became a little strange.

He's about to die, so he can't possibly be the one who brings disaster to the sorcerers, as those people say.

Could this statement actually mean that he passed on the legacy to someone who could bring disaster?

Does this mean that he himself is actually part of the cause of the disaster?

How interesting...

Tilapa coughed for a while, coughing up blood all over his hand, which made his face even more sallow.

Realizing he could no longer support his body, he sat back down on the ground.

Zhou Tong, who had gotten up, suddenly said to Li Zhen, "That's the casino owner. He came to watch the show. I heard that he's the one who arranged for the people who ambushed you."

As he spoke, he pointed to the group of people who were preparing to slip away quietly.

After throwing all the magical artifacts, whether useful or not, into the car, Li Zhen turned to look at the hurried backs of the group.

Touching the spot on his arm where he had been struck by the spell, he instructed the imp beside him, "Go kill them, but don't let them die too quickly. Let them experience the pain of having their limbs hammered with wooden nails before you kill them."

The little devil licked his lips and hopped after the group. Soon after, a blood-curdling scream echoed from the direction they had fled.

"Your little devil is very fierce."

Tilapa commented, then couldn't help but add again, "You actually killed Kongcano, you didn't know... didn't know his reputation in Southeast Asia..."

Li Zhen looked at Tirapa.

Tirapa gasped for breath: "Didn't they send people to kill you because of the black magic they used on you? I thought... you wouldn't escape this fate."

Li Zhen nodded: "It was indeed very targeted; those people combined are very strong."

"Then how did you survive?"

"Because I'm a little stronger."

"Hehe...hehe, if you weren't stronger, you wouldn't be standing here." Tilapa said weakly, "It's a pity I won't live much longer, otherwise I would really like to see...what kind of reputation you would make in Southeast Asia, it can't be worse than my reputation for exterminating witchcraft."

"Pass on your witchcraft to me before you die." Li Zhen took out the small book containing Tirapa's witchcraft from his pocket and threw it directly into Tirapa's hands.

Tilapa, who had missed catching the small book, slowly picked it up and said with a wry smile, "All my things are recorded in this. You'll understand once you read it."

Li Zhen frowned: "Without someone to guide me, I'll take many detours."

“Taking a detour may not be without its benefits; at least you’ve taken the path.” Tilapa shook her head. “I don’t know how long I can live in this state… Anyway, you saved me, so I’ll teach you for as long as I can live.”

Li Zhen looked at the ghost fetus: "After you die, I will take it with me."

Zhou Tong looked in surprise at the demon fetus that was devouring flesh and blood.

Tilapa also looked at the ghost fetus: "I have no objection to you wanting the ghost fetus, but you should first try to get the opinion of the person involved. After all, the ghost fetus was raised on his wife's corpse and his... own blood."

Li Zhen turned to Zhou Tong and said, "It's not your child, but a ghost. After Tilapa dies, you won't be able to control it. It will eat you and many more people."

Looking at the flesh and blood in the demon fetus's mouth, Zhou Tong gave a bitter smile.

It knew the other party was telling the truth; without Tilapa's help, he couldn't control the ghost fetus, and in the end, the ghost fetus would definitely turn into a terrifying man-eating monster.

After glancing at Zhou Tong, who seemed rather lifeless, Li Zhen said, "If you like children, you can adopt one from an orphanage. There are countless orphans in Hong Kong."

Zhou Tong rubbed his cheeks blankly: "Can I start a new life?"

“That Boss Wang isn’t dead yet. You can go ask him how much money he’s willing to pay for a quick death.” Li Zhen gave him a simple arrangement. “Once you get the money, leave here and find somewhere to start a new life. The world is vast; where can’t you live?”

Zhou Tong lowered his head, thanked him, and staggered toward Boss Wang, who was screaming incessantly.

Watching Zhou Tong's retreating figure, Tilapa said, "His heart is dead, so I say he's finished. I don't think he can get back up."

Li Zhen said, "He has been given the opportunity. How he does it is up to him, just like when he came to you for help to avenge him."

After spending some time loading everything they needed to take into the truck, Li Zhen left with Tilapa, who looked like she was about to die, and Zhou Tong, who looked sickly.

The boss over there, Mr. Wang, is long dead.

Li Zhen had no idea what Zhou Tong and Boss Wang had discussed.

He didn't ask Zhou Tong, nor did he ask the little devil.

As he just said, the opportunity has been given, and how to choose is Zhou Tong's business.

After parking the car on a relatively secluded side road, Li Zhen helped Tilapa back home.

By this time, the sky was gradually brightening.

Sitting on the floor, Tilapa's face regained some color, as if she were experiencing a final burst of energy before death.

Tilapa didn't know how much longer she had to live.

Without wasting any time, he took a breath and said to Li Zhen, "Some of the empty Carno items you got are usable, and some are not. You need to be careful to distinguish them."

“There are some techniques for dealing with evil fetuses, and I will tell you about them.”

"And about my trip to Hong Kong Island, if I don't have time to tell you, go ask Zhou Tong. It's all the same old stuff about you killing my whole family and me killing yours. I'm getting tired of it..."

"Let me tell you what I know first... things that aren't written in books, that's more important."

His logical flow of speech has diminished considerably.

Li Zhen sat down in front of Tilapa and poured her a glass of water.

After taking a sip of water, Tilapa's voice became a little more mellow, and her eyes gained a bit more color.

“In ancient times, we did not have the concept of cruelty. Ancient humans in different regions had a common activity, which was sacrifice.”

"Most of the time, the offerings in these sacrificial rituals include similar items..."

“They used all sorts of cruel methods to deal with the sacrifices, such as cutting off hands and feet, decapitating, or cutting open the heart… Nobody said it was cruel.”

"They sang and danced beside the offerings to please the gods."

“The damasuru I worship is an evil god who can be pleased with bloodshed and disaster.”

"According to legend, it wears a black robe and has a ferocious face. Whenever it appears, it can cause natural disasters, or rather, it can be found wherever there are natural disasters."

"The way that pleases Damasul the most is through large-scale killing and disasters, which is why many people dislike our school of witchcraft..."

Li Zhen said, "This evil god is indeed fierce, so it's normal that he's not well-liked."

Although the spider demon and the six-armed bat-faced demon he contemplated were also very ferocious, especially fond of cruel and bloody rituals, and also fond of the resentment brought about by large-scale deaths, neither of them would cause any widespread disasters.

Even if these two factions of sorcerers wanted to instigate large-scale killings, they wouldn't have the means.

Both the black magic of the Magusu school, which belongs to the bat faction, and the money black magic of the Naimi school, which belongs to the spider demon faction, tend to deal single-target damage and have no way to deal large-scale damage.

Tilapa smiled weakly: "Although this type of witchcraft is very lethal, if it is not used properly, the backlash can be terrifying, just like me, who is about to die."

"Open that book, turn to page ten, there it describes a kind of witchcraft that exterminates bloodlines..."

“I will use this witchcraft as an example to explain to you how to set up the altar and how to chant the incantation.”

"There are certain words in this incantation that absolutely cannot be omitted..."

Half an hour later, the sky outside gradually brightened, and the drowsy Tilapa slowly lowered her head.

Having not heard Tilapa's voice for a long time, Li Zhen, who was reading a book, sighed and reached out to check under Tilapa's nose, only to find that Tilapa was no longer breathing.

This shaman, who had been a powerful figure in Southeast Asia and made quite a name for himself, died quietly here.

Seeing Zhou Tong walk in, Li Zhen turned to him and said, "Tilapa is dead."

Zhou Tong was not surprised.

He walked up to Tilapa and stared at her blankly, seemingly lost in thought.

There was no memorial service. The two spent an hour digging a large pit in the grove behind the house and buried Tirapa, who was wrapped in a straw mat, in it.

Without a tombstone, the two followed a minimalist approach, placing an oval stone in Tirapa's grave, burning some paper money, and thus completing the funeral.

At Tilapa's grave, Zhou Tong told Li Zhen about what he had heard about Tilapa.

It was indeed a lot of killing and fighting.

Li Zhen listened quietly without offering any opinion.

After throwing the last stack of paper money into the fire, he stood up.

Those bodies cannot be taken back; they need to be disposed of here…

Besides the corpses, the moths also need to be dealt with as soon as possible...

Once you've done these two things, it's time to go back.

Leaving Zhou Tong, who harbored ulterior motives, to wait there for the time being, Li Zhen drove the truck straight to the place where the murder had occurred the previous night.

The moths are alive, so they take priority over disposing of the carcasses.

Having not yet obtained that person's memories, Li Zhen also knew nothing about the moths.

I only witnessed some of their abilities last night when those moths and red-eyed bats collided.

Li Zhen planned to catch some first, and if they were useful, he would raise some; if not, he would feed them to the red-eyed bats.

However, when Li Zhen arrived at the scene, he only saw blood everywhere, but not the moths flying around.

It flew away on its own?
Or was he taken away by someone?
Li Zhen looked around and saw a line of writing on a conspicuous stone.

He turned around, got into his car, drove back onto the highway, and continued driving for a few kilometers until he saw a Taoist temple on his left.

(End of this chapter)