The Terror of the Heavens Begins with Gu

Chapter 175 Wesley's Overlord Unarmored?

In the past few days, the high priest has been offering Li Zhen flesh and blood from different people every day.

This blood cannot simply be taken from members of the Gu clan.

Besides the requirement that the person's blood be from an adult member of the Gu clan, there are also special requirements regarding age, birth date and time, and the time of blood collection.

Even when the witchcraft was not in effect, the high priest still had the idea of ​​slightly tampering with the blood sample.

But after the witchcraft began to take effect, causing him unbearable torment, he never again considered tampering with the place.

The hundreds and thousands of able-bodied members of the Gu clan became the source of fresh blood for Li Zhen.

After experiencing hallucinations for five consecutive days, the high priest's body began to rot on the tenth day. Maggots started to grow on certain parts of his body, and he became increasingly delirious, no longer as arrogant as before.

On the surface, he was completely subdued by the brat and treated him with utmost respect, but no one knew what he was really thinking.

After the first drop of blood was placed on the mound where Li Zhen was buried, the mound underwent some subtle changes.

Yuan Zhenxia couldn't describe what kind of change it was. Whenever he got close to that small mound, he felt a sense of dread. So he and Bazhu huddled together in a corner of the cave, not daring to get too close to the small mound where Li Zhen was buried while they rested.

Every day thereafter, Yuan Zhenxia would bury different pieces of flesh and blood in different locations around Li Zhen.

On the thirteenth night, Yuan Zhenxia received a bloody heart.

When he retrieved the heart, it was still beating, clearly having just been removed.

As for where it came from, that's obvious.

Bazhu frowned as she looked at the heart in Yuan Zhenxia's hand, and hesitated before saying, "This...this is too cruel, isn't it? First it was flesh and blood, and now they're using a fresh heart."

"Why do I feel... it feels like he... he's turned the entire Gu clan into a breeding ground for flesh and blood? It's like the only reason he keeps the Gu clan around is for these fresh flesh and blood?"

She has no feelings for the Gu clan now. Even if all the Gu clan members were killed, she would just watch coldly. However, being kind-hearted, she still feels somewhat disgusted by such things.

The Gu clan also uses some bloody witchcraft, especially the high priest, who kills a large number of children every three years and uses their blood to sacrifice to the little ghost.

Baju had always opposed such things, and now, faced with the bloodshed before her, she was somewhat unable to adapt.

“That should be it,” Yuan Zhenxia mumbled, then dug up the reddish-brown soil and buried the heart in the small mound, directly opposite Li Zhen’s head.

He was actually somewhat disgusted by this kind of thing, but since he had already promised Li Zhen in advance, he would definitely carry it out unless it was something truly heinous.

Looking at the scene before her, Baju said with some worry, "I saw maggots growing on the high priest's arms and face during the day. It was terrifying. The high priest's mental state doesn't seem to have changed, but I feel like he has gone mad."

“Under these circumstances, he didn’t put up the slightest resistance, which made me uneasy.”

Yuan Zhenxia was also a little worried about this issue: "If someone is forced to this point and still hasn't made any move, it's either waiting to die or they've already come up with some ideas. Maybe the time hasn't come yet. We don't know what they're waiting for, so we need to be careful..."

His words abruptly stopped, and he suddenly raised his hand to press against his heart.

A strong heartbeat came from the spot where he had just been buried, and it even made his heart pound in the same rhythm.

wisps of gray smoke rose from the mound of earth.

Beneath the black mist, another, even more powerful throbbing sound suddenly rang out.

"Bang...bang bang..."

After the first sound, the heartbeat gradually accelerated, quickly catching up with the initial heartbeat rhythm.

Feeling extremely uncomfortable in his heart, Yuan Zhenxia kept backing away.

A faint, eerie scream emanated from the mound of earth, sending chills down the spines of Yuan Zhenxia and Bazhu, who had retreated to a more distant position.

Bazhu grabbed Yuan Zhenxia's arm and said nervously, "Is this his heartbeat? Didn't you say that this sign wouldn't appear for about fifteen days?"

Yuan Zhenxia said, "I don't know either. Maybe something has changed, but since there's a heartbeat, it means... the person is alive?"

"Crack, click, click..."

After a strange rubbing sound, a small mound slowly rose from the small pile of earth.

An arm, like a burrowing insect, pushed open the mound of earth and appeared on the small mound.

This hand has no skin, and you can clearly see the bones in the arm, as well as the muscle fibers, blood vessels, and some ligaments attached to them. In some places, there is still rotten flesh stuck to it, as if the rotten flesh has not been completely removed.

What was flowing down this arm was not blood, but some kind of viscous liquid.

The entire arm was a very strange color, as if it had been pulled out of some kind of highly corrosive liquid, and it emitted a peculiar fishy smell.

The sound of my heart pounding became even more intense.

The five fingers of that arm slowly began to move.

Despite his discomfort, Yuan Zhenxia wanted to get closer to take a look.

The awakened demon fetus extended a tentacle and blocked Yuan Zhenxia's path.

The auras of the vampires and banshees, which had been quiet for more than ten days, began to stir.

After glancing at the vampire and the banshee, Yuan Zhenxia tentatively asked the ghost fetus, "Is your master about to wake up? Can I go check on your master?"

The ghost fetus ignored him and did not retract its tentacles. It kept staring at the small mound of earth, as if it could see Li Zhen directly through the mound.

Left with no other choice, Yuan Zhenxia had to stop where he was.

The hand that emerged from the mound of earth kept moving upwards, slowly revealing the entire arm above the mound.

An even stronger stench emanated from his arm, causing Yuan Zhenxia to hallucinate that he was seeing a hideous ghost.

……

Inside a wooden hut, the high priest, suddenly feeling a stirring in his heart, opened his eyes and looked toward the sacrificial site.

He felt his heart beating much faster for no reason, and he reached out and pressed his hand against his heart.

Several wriggling maggots kept falling from the horrible wound on his arm.

After a long while, the high priest, his expression contorted with rage, turned his head and looked at the writhing maggots on the ground.

He reached out and crushed the maggots one by one.

Several more maggots fell from his face and he crushed them one by one.

The high priest at this time was completely different from the one Li Zhen had just met.

A gaping wound appeared on his right cheek, with tiny worms swimming in the foul-smelling pus. His eyes were bloodshot, and he exuded a manic aura, like a mad dog that would go berserk at the slightest provocation.

Suddenly, I heard the sound of a door being pushed open behind me.

The high priest's expression shifted effortlessly from madness to fawning.

Looking back, he realized it wasn't a kid, but a middle-aged man with a red cloth wrapped around his head. His expression froze on his face.

The man trembled at the high priest's change in demeanor and quickly whispered, "High Priest, someone is coming."

“I told you not to bother me at a time like this.” The high priest scrutinized the man’s neck and heart from head to toe, his eyes seeming to glow red. “Do you want to die too?”

The man dared not delay and quickly approached the high priest, who reeked of a foul stench, and whispered a few words in his ear.

After hearing this, the high priest's expression changed drastically, and he turned around to look around nervously.

After confirming that the elusive little devil was indeed gone, he got up, ran to a table, pulled open the drawer underneath, and took out something that looked like a withered baby's arm.

He held the object in his hands, clasped his hands together, bowed three times, and then breathed a sigh of relief.

Turning to the middle-aged man, he gritted his teeth and said, "Wasn't the agreed time during the day? Why are they here now? Didn't you explain things to them clearly?"

The middle-aged man said with a bitter face, "We have already said... We haven't forgotten a single word the high priest instructed, and we don't know why those people came so quickly."

“They were driving and carrying heavy weapons. When I arrived, they had already reached the bridge. Judging by their speed, they would probably be able to carve a path and get to us in another 10 or 20 minutes at most.”

"Why didn't you say so earlier!" The high priest suddenly got up from the ground, kicked the middle-aged man to the ground, and hurriedly ran outside.

That little devil is elusive; no one knows where it will appear. If the devil finds out beforehand that he's called in reinforcements, this whole thing is doomed. The high priest, driven nearly mad by the devil, ran forward in the dark, watching for any noises that might be caused by the devil's presence. Even the noises made by birds could terrify him.

Fortunately, the little devil disappeared and never showed up again.

Upon reaching the grove, the high priest heard the sound of a car engine.

He hadn't run far when suddenly beams of flashlight light shone on the high priest.

"Who goes there? Stand still!"

The high priest stopped in his tracks, instinctively raising his hand to shield his right cheek, squinting at the light appearing ahead.

After the flashlight was shone a few times, voices could be heard coming from the other end.

The sound of the car engine suddenly disappeared.

The high priest heard someone on the other side say, "That's our Gu clan... the high priest..."

The flashlight beam moved away from the high priest, and he finally saw the people opposite him clearly.

There were about a dozen people in front of him, all wearing dark green military uniforms and carrying various guns and ammunition. Their eyes were filled with ruthlessness, and they were all clearly people who had seen blood.

After the people blocking the middle stepped aside, a tall, strong-looking young man led a group of people toward the high priest.

A middle-aged man with a red cloth wrapped around his head, who was following the man, jogged up to the high priest and whispered to him, "High Priest, that is General Nguyen's younger brother, Nguyen Van Biu."

The high priest sized up Nguyen Van Biu a few times and said indifferently, "I want to see General Nguyen. Does General Nguyen think I am not qualified to see him?"

The young man named Ruan Wenbiao looked at the wound on the high priest's face and said expressionlessly, "My elder brother is very busy and doesn't have time to see you in person. He sent me to take you back to see him. If you're ready, then come with me right away."

The high priest's face darkened, and he said in a sinister tone, "I did agree to pledge allegiance to General Ruan, but I did not agree to be General Ruan's dog. My Gu clan has a large population and we also have witchcraft... If General Ruan is not sincere, I do not necessarily have to go to General Ruan's side to be his dog."

Ruan Wenbiao looked the high priest up and down a few times.

The men in military uniforms standing next to him instinctively grabbed the pistols at their waists.

The high priest squinted and met Nguyen Van Biu's gaze.

The atmosphere became somewhat tense.

Ruan Wenbiao suddenly laughed, and his tone changed: "The High Priest may have some misunderstanding. My elder brother is really busy. My trip north this time was not originally to find the High Priest, but to find a few Feng Shui masters."

"Upon hearing the high priest's message, I immediately led my men here. We crossed rivers and streams along the way, and it took us several days to arrive. How can you say that we lacked sincerity?"

The high priest forced a stiff smile onto his terrifying face: "Cooperation requires sincerity to proceed. I have already agreed to bring the entire Gu clan to serve General Ruan afterward, but... Mr. Ruan only brought such a small number of people here. Can they solve the trouble I am facing?"

Ruan Wenbiao waved to himself.

A military truck swayed and pulled up in front of the high priest from behind.

“High Priest, please look.” Nguyen Van Biu pointed to the machine guns, rocket launchers, and mortars behind the truck. “Times have changed. This is no longer the era where witchcraft reigns supreme. With these things, what problem can’t be solved?”

A truck followed behind, with an even larger cannon mounted on the back of the truck.

The high priest didn't recognize the cannon, but he could feel the menacing aura emanating from it.

But when he thought of Li Zhen, he felt an indescribable pressure.

The high priest frowned and said, "The person I'm dealing with is no ordinary person."

Ruan Wenbiao said confidently, "What's so difficult about it? As long as they are human, they are just mortals. Can they fight against machine guns and artillery? According to the high priest, that person has been hiding in the cave. As long as I have time to set up the artillery, I can bury them all in that cave."

Hearing him say that, the high priest breathed a slight sigh of relief.

Even the ancestor of the Gu clan could not withstand the firepower of a modern rocket launcher, let alone that person who was just a mortal.

If someone gets bombed, they're sure to die.

Modern times are indeed different from the past.

This is also why the High Priest has always stayed in the deep mountains and forests to guard the Gu Clan and has not led the Gu Clan to expand outwards.

No matter how capable he is, he cannot contend with a well-organized army.

Once they leave these deep mountains and forests, even if they have some tricks up their sleeves, they will surely be completely devoured by an ambitious and powerful man like General Ruan.

General Ruan has never had a good reputation among high priests and other figures who practice witchcraft.

If he had a choice, the high priest would have been completely unwilling to deal with General Ruan.

But now General Ruan is the lifeline he has been waiting for, the pillar that has sustained him for so many days. Without this pillar, he would probably have been driven mad by the little devil long ago.

All he wanted now was to kill that person to break the spell on him, no matter the cost...

“You have come at the wrong time. You should have come during the day as I instructed. Now…” The high priest suddenly caught a glimpse of what appeared to be a human face out of the corner of his eye.

He suddenly turned his head and met the eyes of the grinning little devil.

Ruan Wenbiao turned his head and saw the little devil's sinister face.

You can tell at a glance that he's not a normal person.

He instinctively drew the spear from his waist and fired several shots at the boy.

Those standing around him reacted quickly, picking up the spears on their backs and sweeping them at the brat.

Gunshots rang out throughout the woods in an instant.

Amidst the chaotic gunfire, the brat vanished without a trace.

The gunfire gradually faded away.

Ruan Wenbiao frowned and looked around.

A scream rang out without warning.

Ruan Wenbiao and the others turned around abruptly and saw a man in military uniform clutching his neck and falling backward, covered in blood.

This scene caused Nguyen Van Biu's expression to change.

Knowing that the gunshots would have no effect on the imp, the high priest quickly took out the small hand he had hidden in his bosom and threw it in the direction the imp had appeared.

The hand seemed to have eyes, striking the imp with pinpoint accuracy and sending him flying backward.

After a scream, the little devil vanished without a trace.

The high priest, in a great hurry, rushed to the palm in a few steps.

He picked up his palm and nervously looked around.

Suddenly, a cold touch pressed against the back of the high priest's head, causing him to stiffen.

"High Priest, can you explain to me what's going on?" Ruan Wenbiao's icy voice rang out behind the High Priest. "Why have my men suffered casualties as soon as I arrived here?"

He turned around, looked at Nguyen Van Biu, whose face was grim behind the gun, and sneered, "I told you to come during the day, but you didn't believe me and insisted on coming at night. Now you're asking me why there were casualties?"

“You’d better watch your tone.” Ruan Wenbiu, his temper flaring, pressed the gun forward, forcing the high priest’s head back. “Otherwise, my gun won’t discriminate.”

“That’s a little devil that person keeps by his side. Since this little devil has discovered us, it means that person has also discovered us. We’d better act quickly.” The high priest pushed aside Nguyen Van Biu’s gun.

"Kid?" Ruan Wenbiao's expression turned serious.

The high priest urged, "We shouldn't waste time here!"

Knowing the gravity of the matter, Ruan Wenbiao didn't waste any time. He had the high priest lead the way, and he quickly led his men and vehicles to the flat ground where the Gu tribe was holding their sacrifice.

After confirming Li Zhen's location, the decisive Ruan Wenbiao ordered the artillery on the vehicle to be placed in suitable positions.

From the time he led his men toward this place until all the cannons opened fire, less than ten minutes had passed...

(End of this chapter)