The Terror of the Heavens Begins with Gu

Chapter 216 Characteristics and Pursuit of the Second Type of Flying Head Descent
"It's you!" Only now did Lin Jiabi fully realize that Li Zhen, who had just appeared, was the "strange person" who had appeared in his house earlier.

She turned to Zhang Lemin and He Chen, quickly said a few words to them, and then said to Li Zhen, "Master, it was him... he cast a curse on us. He wanted to kill our whole family. Please, Master, save us!"

Master Qinghai also heard what Lin Jiabi said to Zhang Lemin and the other person, and his expression became more and more solemn as he looked at Detective Li.

Li Zhen nodded to Lin Jiabi, his gaze sweeping over Zhang Lemin and He Chen, before finally looking at Master Qinghai and nodding to him.

Master Qinghai smiled at Li Zhen in surprise, then coughed heavily a few times.

The pockmarked man looked at Li Zhen with apprehension, his face grim. "Are you the helper they hired? I have no grudge against you. Whatever they give you, I'm willing to give you too. Why do you insist on a life-or-death struggle with me?"

"I've already mastered the Flying Head Curse. If you come looking for trouble for some petty gain, the outcome is still uncertain!"

While speaking, he kept an eye on the red-eyed bat out of the corner of his eye, and his heart would jump whenever he saw any movement from the bat.

He originally thought that with the help of so much fresh corpse oil, he had finally cultivated the Flying Head Curse to this level, and killing people would be a piece of cake. Who knew that the bat in front of him would instill fear in his heart.

The flying head curse he cultivated was said to have been inherited from the most terrifying lineage of sorcerers. Currently, there is only one person who knows how to break a curse and has the ability to do so.

Although his flying head curse hasn't been modified to the point of immortality, his current state is still extremely terrifying. As long as he bites someone, or even just touches their skin, he can suck their blood until they become a dried-up corpse.

However, when he collided with the red-eyed bat, not only did he not draw out a single drop of blood, but he was also nearly torn in two by the red-eyed bat.

How could he not be wary of the red-eyed bats?

What made the pockmarked man even more wary was that the person in front of him, as the owner of the bats, was definitely not simple either.

He could sense how terrifying this person was from his aura; otherwise, he wouldn't have said anything at all.

Li Zhen said, "If you want to go back to Southeast Asia, I'll let you leave safely."

The pockmarked man's expression darkened: "Are you really going to help them and go against me?"

Li Zhen smiled and said, "Why can't I help them?"

He walked forward.

The Blood-Stained Zombie followed closely behind him, walking forward together.

"Do you know what he did?" The pockmarked man's head flew back and forth in the air before he glared fiercely at Zhang Lemin. "This beast seduced Ali in Southeast Asia, took her body, and promised to return to her, but he broke his promise and never went to find her. This led to Ali's extreme heartbreak and suicide!"

"He's no good person, he's a beast! A bastard worse than a pig or a dog!"

Having already guessed most of the situation, Lin Jiabi turned to look at Zhang Lemin.

Zhang Lemin lowered his head, not daring to meet Lin Jiabi's gaze.

Master Qinghai sighed and muttered, "A tragic fate."

Detective Li asked, "So, in what capacity will you help Ali get revenge?"

The pockmarked man fell silent.

After a moment, he said in a deep voice, "I was a waiter at the bar and I had been watching Ali silently. After I learned that Ali had committed suicide, I vowed that I would avenge Ali!"

He suddenly raised his head and looked at Lin Jiabi and the child in her arms: "I swear, I will kill his whole family! I will make him experience what it's like to be worse than dead!"

Li Zhen shook his head: "Did she ask you to avenge her?"

The pockmarked man fell silent again.

Li Zhen said, "Perhaps she already had a plan? Besides, would she want to see you become like this, resorting to any means to avenge her?"

The pockmarked man looked somewhat uneasy.

"Stop, swear that after returning to Southeast Asia you will never set foot on Hong Kong Island again, and you can leave safely." Li Zhen, who was standing under a street lamp, stopped and looked up at the pockmarked man's head.

It's still raining.

The fine, hair-like raindrops appeared exceptionally clear under the streetlights, falling continuously from the sky.

Rainwater streamed down Li Zhen's hair, tracing the scarlet wounds on his face, and dripping onto the ground.

After being soaked in the rain for so long, his wounds should have turned white from being wet, but that didn't happen.

Li Zhen's blood seemed inexhaustible, flowing continuously outwards.

Inside him, it was as if a fire was reigniting in the ashes, burning brighter and brighter, and he did not feel cold even in the rainy night.

Detective Li hadn't felt this warmth in a long time.

His gaze suddenly became unfocused as he looked ahead.

At that moment, the rain, the flying head, and the forest all seemed to possess different meanings...

The pockmarked man's head flew rapidly through the air, seemingly on the verge of exploding.

"Are you really going to send me back to Southeast Asia?" The pockmarked man's voice sounded somewhat unreal.

Li Zhen nodded: "You haven't killed anyone with your own hands yet, so you can leave if you want."

Upon hearing this, He Chen suddenly said, "One of my colleagues who is about to retire, a very dedicated veteran policeman, whom we all called Uncle Biao, was killed by this man! His body was even put in a tree."

Without turning his head, Li Zhen said, "He didn't kill your colleague. He had no grudge against your colleague."

He Chen and Zhang Lemin exchanged a glance, both seeing the confusion in each other's eyes.

They initially thought that Uncle Biao's death was related to the wanted criminal Lin Chao, who had been on the run. However, after experiencing tonight's events and learning why this head was chasing Zhang Lemin, the two naturally began to suspect that Uncle Biao's death was related to this head.

Although the security situation on Hong Kong Island is not very good, there are not many heinous murder cases like the one that directly killed patrol officers, which happened earlier. Almost every case has a huge impact, so they naturally suspected that the colleague was killed by this person in order to cause trouble for Cheung Lok-man.

Only now do they realize that someone else was actually responsible for killing their colleague.

Seeing that the head didn't refute, they knew that their colleague probably wasn't killed by that head.

The pockmarked man remained silent for a long time.

The trachea and internal organs kept bobbing in the rain.

"Who exactly are you? How do you know about this?" After a long while, he asked in a low voice.

"That's not important. What's important is that you don't have time. My patience is limited."

"You...you really want me to leave?" "If you want to."

"Leave? Let me leave..."

The pockmarked man's voice was still echoing, but his head had already traveled more than ten meters and arrived in front of Li Zhen in less than half a breath.

He was incredibly fast, so fast that his head became a phantom in the air, trailing a bloody tail and accompanied by a gust of foul wind mixed with rain. In an instant, he was in front of Li Zhen's head, his mouth wide open, ready to bite down on Li Zhen's head.

Li Zhen raised his hand as if it had been waiting in front of the pockmarked man's head, and pressed it down on the man's head. A powerful evil aura that caused the rain to scatter surged from his hand, causing the pockmarked man's head to pause slightly.

Having suffered a minor setback, the red-eyed bat darted out instantly, its sound reaching the target faster than its body.

The sound, which was so loud that it reached a certain extreme, sounded like a vertical line to Li Zhen's ears—a piercing sound without any fluctuation.

The red-eyed bat deliberately avoided Li Zhen and made a sound in front of him, but Li Zhen still felt a sharp pain in his head, which showed how terrifying the sound was.

The moment the red-eyed bat made its sound, the rain in front of Li Zhen flew backward, forming an ever-growing curtain of water flying backward in the air.

The pockmarked man was thrown backward by the spray of water, and did not stop until he crashed into a lamppost and rolled more than ten meters backward, leaving a long trail of blood before finally landing awkwardly in a puddle.

Under the sonic waves of the red-eyed bat, the puddles on the ground and the leaves of the trees along the roadside were swept away in the direction the head was flying.

This doesn't seem like the effect of sound waves; it's more like the effect of strong winds.

Not only Li Zhen, who was standing nearby, was also affected, and even Zhang Lemin and others who were standing a little further away suffered from hearing loss.

Ignoring her own discomfort, Lin Jiabi subconsciously looked at the child and found the child crying with its mouth open, but she couldn't hear the crying herself. She became even more anxious, fearing that something had happened to the child.

Detective Li was a little surprised.

He had already suppressed the red-eyed bats, hoping they wouldn't harm innocent people, but the bats' voices were much louder than he expected.

The red-eyed bats are also gradually getting stronger...

This thought popped into Li Zhen's mind.

However, Lin Jiabi and the others were standing behind the red-eyed bat at a distance, so they were only affected by some of the scattered sound. The impact should not be too great, and they should not be able to hurt the child.

The pockmarked man's head struggled to fly out of the water, swaying and spinning once like a drunkard, before falling back to the ground.

Blood kept dripping from his "body," turning the puddles on the ground red. Even he himself couldn't tell whether the blood was flowing from his own head or from his internal organs.

After swaying for a while, the pockmarked man became more sober.

Just then, a car drove by on the road, honking its horn.

The moment the car blocked Li Zhen's path, the pockmarked man, ignoring the dizziness and excruciating pain in his head, managed to fly backward.

In this state, he couldn't tell which way was which, so he could only hide in the woods first.

Previously, Zhang Lemin and others used this grove to escape, but now it's his turn. It's true that fortunes change.

As the thought flashed through his mind, the pockmarked man suddenly felt as if warm, sticky fluid was flowing from his nasal cavity and ears.

He tried to wipe it, only to realize he had no hands.

Without a sound, a pair of crimson eyes appeared in front of the pockmarked man.

Those eyes kept turning, and the black dot inside them kept getting bigger, gradually changing from a circle to a rectangle, like a doorway.

The pockmarked man's eyes grew increasingly unfocused.

In his mind, one voice kept urging him to run away, while another voice told him that he had reached the safest place and no one would hurt him...

His eyes were sometimes blank, sometimes struggling.

Suddenly, a sharp pain overwhelmed his consciousness, briefly restoring his clarity.

A scream rang out, and the pockmarked man darted into the grove like a rat fleeing for its life.

Watching the head, missing half a cheek and an ear, escape, Li Zhen didn't rush to chase after it. Instead, he forcibly stopped the red-eyed bat from giving chase.

Given the speed of the red-eyed bat, once it catches up, that head will definitely have no hope of escaping.

The unwilling red-eyed bat circled in the air a few times, let out a strange cry, and then returned to Li Zhen's side.

Li Zhen raised his hand and caught the red-eyed bat, patting its head reassuringly: "He's not important. He learned all his black magic from someone else. If we don't take this opportunity to find that person, it will be troublesome if that person hides."

The red-eyed bat's eyes gradually narrowed, looking quite content, and its restless aura slowly subsided.

Li Zhen walked towards the direction where the head had disappeared.

This person's skill in the art of flying head curses was not as high as Ma Gusu's master's, but the flying head curses he practiced were even more sinister.

Before the flying heads of the Magusu lineage reach immortality, they can only fly out their heads and use their intestines below to strangle their opponents. But this person's flying head can fly out and suck blood.

When the red-eyed bat first came into contact with this person's flying head, Li Zhen learned from the red-eyed bat's feedback that the person's flying head had a vampiric ability.

Even though red-eyed bats are an anomaly with a strong ability to control their own blood, a considerable amount of their blood was still drained from them.

Of course, the red-eyed bat knocked the other side until it was dizzy, preventing its own blood from being sucked.

If the first person to encounter this flying head wasn't a red-eyed bat, but someone unaware of its background, they might have suffered a great loss.

Although this person's cultivation level was not as high as Ma Gusu's master's, he was just as troublesome as Ma Gusu's master due to the strangeness of this flying head.

However, compared to Magusu's master, this person's mind was very weak and easily influenced, so he fell under the illusion of the red-eyed bat.

How could a sorcerer with such a serious defect possibly resist someone like Li Zhen?
If Li Zhenzi hadn't wanted to use this person to find the person behind him, this person would never have been able to leave from here.

As Li Zhen passed the puddle where the pockmarked man had just fallen, he stopped, bent down, scooped up some water with red streaks, smelled it, and then let the red-eyed bat smell it.

The red-eyed bat became excited again, took off from Li Zhen's hand, and chased into the woods.

Li Zhen and the vampire followed closely behind, also entering the woods.

……

Lin Jiabi, Zhang Lemin, and the others watched as Li Zhen and the vampire disappeared into the bushes, and no one dared to speak.

(End of this chapter)