Using the MC system to pretend spiritual revival

Chapter 191 A Perfect Match for the Clowns (1+1)

"What?!!"

Hearing the screams that rang out almost simultaneously behind him, Yue Feng was both shocked and furious.

Intimidated by the unknown object in the other party's hand, he raised his hand to stop the restless clansmen beside him and turned around to check.

What he saw was quite alarming; the gruesome and bloody scene caused even the well-traveled clan leader to have his pupils shrink in shock.

At this moment, the five elite members of the clan who had been left around the pile of treasures to guard it were either lying down or squatting; none of them were standing intact.

And then, under Yue Feng's horrified gaze...

One after another, gray worms crawled out from the bloody, mangled wounds of the tribesmen whose fates were unknown.

With a series of disgusting wriggling sounds, these insects gathered and piled up, forming a tall, thin figure that was no different from the ants in front of us.

These few, however, no longer have the mask that Yue Feng gave them.

Upon witnessing this scene, Yue Feng realized that he had underestimated this "bug," who was infamous in the world of supernatural beings.

The brief panic faded from his face, and his expression now appeared extremely complex.

Although I had already overestimated him and thought that he would be hiding his true abilities, it now seems that I underestimated his cunning.

It is said that they can control Gu worms to gather information and act as eyes and ears, and can also escape underground. They are not strong, but their means of survival are strange and inexplicable.

In retrospect, it seems everyone was wrong.

In other words, whether one underestimates or overestimates him, they have all been deceived by the strength and methods he has consistently demonstrated.

With Yue Feng's knowledge, he calmed down from his initial surprise and quickly realized that the ant's true abilities were probably an external avatar or something even more terrifying.

His strength was such that he could silently and effortlessly kill the elite superhuman that his Yue family had cultivated with the full power of the clan.

Clearly, even if they are not among the top few, their strength must be among the best in this stage where spiritual energy has just begun to recover.

He was thinking that if he gathered all his fighting force around him, no matter what the opponent chose—to kill or torture—they would have no choice but to accept it.

But unexpectedly, this is how it ended up.

"call…"

Thinking of this, Yue Feng closed his eyes slightly and took a deep breath.

Slowly straighten up, turn your head to look at the insect that you first encountered, which may be your true form.

"...I admit I underestimated you, but to think you can take me and the elite members of my Yue family by yourself is a bit too arrogant."

As the voice was spoken, the tone became increasingly calm and composed.

Standing upright with a gun in hand, he exuded a chilling aura.

"Although I, Yue Feng, do not consider myself to be of any unparalleled talent in this era, you are seriously underestimating me!"

As the voice grew stronger and more powerful, it finally morphed into a roar.

As Yue Feng, clad in heavy armor, took a step forward, the surrounding ground seemed to tremble slightly.

"kill!!!"

"Kill!" ×7
With a loud shout from Yue Feng, who was at the forefront.

The remaining six Yue family elites gathered around him, their eyes resolute and faces full of anger, stepped forward together and shouted, "Kill!"

The sound of their synchronized footsteps blended together, subtly causing the rain curtain to slant.

The two sides were so close that the charge of less than ten men, relying on their size and heavy armor, actually created the imposing aura of the battlefield cavalry.

Everything happened too fast, or perhaps the sheer force of it all was truly awe-inspiring.

Before the ant wearing the white mask could even make a move...

In an instant.

The figure smashed through the dense raindrops and charged forward, several gleaming blades flashing in his face, rapidly magnifying in his pupils.

"Qiang——!!"

"brush--!!"

moment.

Yue Feng, who was the first to be hit, pierced the chest of the tall, thin, dark figure with a single shot, lifting his entire arm off the ground.

Then, the Yue family members on both sides, slightly slower, also took out swords and spears and together stabbed him into a hedgehog.

Up in the air, with a sudden burst of force.

“Sizzle!!”

With the sound of tearing cloth, the tall, thin, dark figure, more than two meters high, was ripped to shreds in mid-air by the force of the attack.

In an instant, dozens of fat, gray insects fell down.

Yue Feng's gaze sharpened, and he raised the huge shield in his hand, slamming it down like striking a bell.

He then swatted away the insects that were about to land on his head.

In an instant, with a sudden movement of the other hand, the strange-looking spear swung through the air, creating several spear flowers.

The insects were shredded before they even hit the ground.

The colorful entrails were scattered everywhere, turning the puddles on the ground into a disgusting, sticky mess.

The other members of the Yue family, while not as skilled as their clan leader, were not as impressive in their martial arts.

However, through mutual cooperation, they quickly killed the remaining scattered insects, and there was no loss of personnel in the chaos.

After doing all this, Yue Feng, whose face was icy and serious, finally let out a long sigh of relief.

After the Yue family members around him consciously made way, he slowly walked towards the other insect clones that had just emerged and were surrounding Baoshan.

"Insect! It seems you've lost!"

"If this is all you've got, to me and the Yue family members behind me, you're nothing more than a few more attacks, and we'll crush you under our feet like a real insect!!"

After a simple charge, the opponent was completely killed without any chance to fight back.

Moreover, Yue Feng knew that the equipment he and the Yue family elites around him were the result of the entire clan's efforts and a great deal of money and energy.

Compared to its lethality, the defense provided by this full suit of heavy armor is the most terrifying aspect.

In addition, each person was equipped with a small amount of rare and precious treasures to replenish their physical strength and energy, so they were not afraid of the opponent's delay and exhaustion.

Having overcome the initial shock of the sneak attack, the unease has now completely dissipated.

Once the gap between the two sides is clear, there's nothing to be nervous about.

But soon.

Yue Feng, whose face was filled with smugness, and the other Yue family members around him, whose faces were full of fighting spirit, froze.

They were so engrossed in the joy of their initial victory and the crushing defeat of the enemy that they hadn't noticed anything amiss.

When the black-robed figures beside the pile of treasure chests each pulled out several weapons that gleamed with light from the chests beside them.

Yue Feng suddenly realized something was wrong.

Oh shit!

The other party didn't retaliate when I rushed out, how could it be that I was too slow to react? They were clearly luring me away on purpose!!

"Gulu~"

Realizing that the situation had completely reversed, Yue Feng swallowed hard and took a step back.

At the same time, he raised the huge shield in his hand even higher.

Then, they saw several tall, thin figures in black robes who looked exactly alike. As they picked and chose, they seemed to have found something that satisfied them and suited their needs.

The lead insect raised a delicate short bow, about half a person's height, and fiddled with it, but couldn't find any arrows.

But just as he tentatively reached out and drew the bow,

In mid-air, an arrow flashing with a sharp, cold light swiftly materialized and automatically rested on the bowstring.

"... "

"...Hehe...What a treasure..."

While the ant was sighing, before anyone else could react, it released its grip on the arrow's tail without warning.

"call out--!"

With a faint, almost imperceptible tearing sound, the arrow disappeared from sight the moment it left the bow.

until the next moment.

"boom--!"

"what!!!"

In Yue Feng's peripheral vision.

Then he saw a member of the Yue family not far from him, wearing heavy armor made of magical artifacts, with an arrow that had suddenly penetrated nearly halfway into his chest, the tail of which was still vibrating.

The arrow, seemingly carrying immense force, struck the opponent directly, knocking down two of his teammates before flying into the distance.

Finally, it crashed into the thick city wall, which was still halfway collapsed.

After the shock created a series of fine cracks, the disciple suddenly coughed up a mouthful of blood, his head lolled to the side, and he remained motionless.

The remaining people slowly turned around, a bead of cold sweat sliding down their temples and falling to the ground mixed with the rain.

This was the first time Yue Feng had ever seen such a force and penetrating power that was completely unreasonable and unscientific.

Since the revival of spiritual energy, this is the first time the armor has been penetrated by an external object before it was completely shattered by the depletion of spiritual energy.

Looking down at the enormous shield he held in front of him, he felt a pang of insecurity.

This shield was obtained by him using a large amount of treasures and assets from the Yue family.

It doesn't have much effect, but it's extremely defensive. I originally bought it to save my life.

But now, that arrow just now made him realize that the shield in his hand wasn't so sturdy after all.

But at the same time.

Regret and anger burned fiercely within him as he stared at the ant-like creature holding a bow and arrow in the distance, grinding his teeth together.

These treasures should have originally belonged to Yue Feng!
As for his angry but speechless expression, the ant standing opposite him acted as if it didn't exist.

He could only marvel at the unremarkable bow and arrow in his hand, which, apart from its somewhat gleaming appearance, was full of admiration.

"Tsk tsk~ I didn't expect it could not only conjure arrows out of thin air, but also be so powerful..."

After exclaiming this, he drew his bow again, and an arrow swiftly materialized and automatically rested on the string.

This time, the insect slightly changed direction, aiming at Yue Feng, who was the most conspicuous, standing in the middle of the crowd holding a shield.

His words were laced with a mocking tone.

"...Heh heh...I'm sorry, Patriarch Yue, that arrow missed. I'll just shoot a few more for you..."

As soon as the words fell.

"Whoosh—! Whoosh—! Whoosh—!"

Having already mastered the operation of the magical artifact in his hand, the insect ant immediately began to continuously draw the bowstring.

Three arrows, gleaming with cold light, flew one after the other towards the most conspicuous figure in the group.

And at the same time.

On the other side, Yue Feng's pupils contracted as he watched the bow and arrow raised and aimed at him.

After understanding the man's intention, he instantly took a step, turned around, and dodged to the side.

Prepare to dodge this terrifying attack.

Although his reaction was not slow, it was still as slow as a tortoise compared to the attack launched by the divine arrow in the ant's hand.

"Dang——! Dong——!"

"Pfft!"

Yue Feng, who was unable to completely dodge, felt a numbness in his shoulder blade, and the shield he was holding trembled violently.

The next moment, I felt as if my shoulder had been scraped by a train.

Suddenly, his feet gave way, and he was thrown into the air, flying backwards, wearing a full suit of heavy armor of unknown weight.

Fortunately, he was quite capable and managed to adjust his posture in mid-air.

It finally landed suddenly amidst a cloud of dust, sliding several meters before coming to a stop.

Looking again at the shoulder blade, one can see a familiar arrow, deeply embedded in the thick steel, clearly having pierced through the flesh.

For a moment, Yue Feng even felt a bit numb in half of his body, and he gained a clearer understanding of the terror of this attack.

But when he looked at the two arrows stuck in his shield, still trembling and unable to advance, he breathed a sigh of relief.

Despite the terrifying attack power, the shield in his hand was not easily pierced and shattered.

Currently, the other side is guarding the treasure mountain, and we are obviously powerless to resist, but it seems that retreating is not a problem.

Regaining some of his confidence, he raised his hand and pulled the arrow from his shoulder amidst a spurt of blood. "Pfft..."

The next moment, he took out several unidentified fruits that shimmered with a beautiful crimson from the pocket at his waist and popped them into his mouth.

The moment it entered my stomach, a refreshing and sweet taste burst forth in my mouth, relieving the pressure in my heart.

He could feel the spiritual energy surging within his body, rapidly filling it up, and the wound on his shoulder was visibly healing.

As the head of a clan, how could he possibly lack means of self-preservation?
Just as Yue Feng straightened up again and regained some confidence.

He prepared to greet the remaining elites of his tribe, exchange some pleasantries, and then withdraw from the area to plan for future wars.

Looking up, one could see several insects guarding the vicinity of the treasure mountain, some of which were unclear whether they were clones or the main body.

I don't know when, but they had circled around to the front of me and stood in a row.

These figures in black robes each held multiple magical artifacts and weapons that shimmered with precious light.

Just as he turned his gaze towards them, they all raised their hands.

"…wait!!…"

A sudden realization struck Yue Feng, and he understood what was about to happen. He no longer cared about saving face or maintaining his image.

He raised his hand, shouting in terror.

However, before the words "Stop" could be uttered, a dazzling, scorching light grew larger and larger in his eyes, eventually obscuring his entire vision.

"boom!!!"

An explosion, seemingly from nowhere, enveloped the Yue family members within a radius of several meters, and that wasn't all.

Following closely behind, several bright, blazing balls of fire shot out, crackling and popping as they burned the air.

There were also long spears that gleamed with a cold, eerie light, which flew out one after another with a metallic hum, leaving afterimages in their wake.

Finally, the arrow whistled through the air.

Various blinding, eerie lights flashed, flames rose, and explosions roared.

On this pitch-black, dim earth, a patch of blazing, deathly light ignited.

in this way.

After a few breaths.

"Rustling, rustling..."

Amidst a chilling crawling sound of insects, the ants draped in black robes approached the now-extinguished sinkhole.

Under those attacks, the entire area, spanning several meters in radius, had been transformed into a bowl-shaped depression in the ground.

Some of the semi-molten rocks and metals, still tinged with a dark red hue, sizzled as they cooled under the onslaught of the heavy rain.

Reaching the edge of the pit, the ant bent down and, amidst a shower of mud and debris, picked up a comically shaped clown mask.

After gently patting the dirt off his hands, he put it back on his face.

"...Quite a bit wasted. It seems not all spherical magical artifacts are meant to be thrown. What a pity...what a pity..."

Clearly, this scene was a bit overdone.

As a poor, independent cultivator, Chongma knew that even the smallest amount of rare and precious treasures had to be carefully considered in terms of where they would be used.

It's really unusual to suddenly be so extravagant.

However, under such a dense barrage of attacks, it was impossible for anyone to survive.

On the semi-molten magma gradually cooling at the bottom of the pit, floated some magical artifacts that shimmered with a dim light and were covered with cracks.

Clearly, it was the equipment worn by the Yue family's sons.

As for the original owner, judging from the lava emitting steam, he must have already been cremated.

However, we did not see Yue Feng's highly recognizable full-body heavy armor and shield weapon.

A quick glance at the insects and ants around revealed nothing particularly surprising.

"...It seems the dignified head of the Yue family does indeed possess some extraordinary methods..."

"...Where are you...?"

He was muttering to himself.

More sounds of insects' segmented limbs crawling and colliding could be heard.

Then several identical, tall, thin, dark figures spread rapidly along the pit, as if gliding.

"...Patriarch Yue, you'd better hide well..."

"...I've come looking for you..."

“…Heh heh…”

"... "

And at this time.

Another place.

Hundreds of meters away from where the explosion just sent the object flying.

It was a patch of ruins that looked like the remnants of a temporary camp or warehouse.

Yue Feng's disheveled figure was lying face down on the ground.

In his hand, he held a fist-sized emerald green pearl.

However, it was already covered in cracks and shattered in the next moment.

This was the last life-saving measure he managed to pull out when that terrifying attack came.

In the instant that terrifying explosion engulfed his body, he threw it away with all his might.

In the blink of an eye, as the flames and cold light enveloped his entire body, he was teleported here.

However, his armor was now tattered, and his shield and weapons were nowhere to be found.

Even more horrifying was his completely empty lower body.

From the chest and abdomen downwards, the spine, pelvis, and legs all disappear.

Only some dark red, half-cooked muscle and blood vessels were dragged on the ground.

Yue Feng, who only had his upper body left, gritted his teeth and used his remaining arms to drag his mutilated body toward the distance.

Behind it, a long trail of blood-red streak stretched out.

He crawled with difficulty, his vision blurred and dim as he stumbled along.

But he remained steadfast, using his palms to dig into the rough gravel and mud, slowly moving forward with his mutilated body.

I don't know how long this process took, but I kept holding on to my breath.

It was only a few meters, but it felt like it was draining all the remaining strength in his body.

It wasn't until the vision had dimmed to the point of being unable to see clearly that the predecessor's hand touched a familiar touch.

Instantly, Yue Feng's spirits lifted, and he slowly grasped the object his hand touched, bringing it to his eyes.

Then I saw that it was an extremely simple and ancient short knife. Although it was well maintained, some of the edges and corners had already developed rust.

The forearm is short and there are not many fancy decorations. Only in some places on the scabbard is the character "岳" (Yue) engraved in ancient script.

These are the weapons that the Yue family has passed down through generations, the weapons their ancestors used on the battlefield.

It has been passed down through generations of the Yue family for over a century and is a symbol of the head of the family.

This was something they accidentally dropped when they used their last means of survival to escape, and now they've retrieved it again.

Gently hug it to your chest.

Now, the last breath that had been holding him up has dissipated, and the numbness and coldness in his body are spreading rapidly in the heavy rain.

Only the jagged nicks on the short knife in his hand and the tingling, numbing pain from piercing his palm proved that he had obtained it.

A smile, tinged with difficulty, regret, and a hint of relief, slowly appeared on his blood-stained face.

"...Yue Feng, the patriarch of the Yue family...an unfilial descendant...who failed to restore the family's glory..."

After a long while, the streets, now collapsed into ruins, returned to deathly silence.

I don’t know how long it took.

A strange sound of footsteps slowly approached.

Along with it, a familiar, piercing sound rang out, causing eardrum pain.

"Oh? Patriarch Yue sacrificed himself for the greater good, how touching!"

As the sound came, Yue Feng, whose consciousness was already somewhat blurred, felt a lightness on his face.

When he opened his eyes again, through his blurry vision, he saw the tall, thin figure in black robes that he hated to the core.

Meanwhile, the other party was holding his mask and fiddling with it in his hand, which fueled his anger.

The severely injured and dying body once again left a scarlet mark from the corner of its mouth.

And at this time.

After finding the insect here, the insect removed the mask from the other's face and then, as if no one else was around, took it and rubbed it in its hand.

It felt warm and smooth, and the entire mask was exquisitely crafted. Even after it was removed, it still carried a hint of imposing and menacing aura.

"...Heh...it's quite a nice item..."

As he spoke, he pressed it against his face.

"Tsk tsk~ Red-faced general?"

"What do you think of me wearing this, Patriarch Yue? Does it suit you?"

As he spoke, the ant bent down and looked into his eyes.

He was tall and thin, dressed in a black robe, and wore a red general's mask, which made him look somewhat sinister.

However, Yue Feng was already on the verge of death at this moment, and the anger he had just suffered only made things worse.

All she could do was stare at him with her eyes full of anger.

But this behavior, in the eyes of the insects and ants, was like finding something amusing.

Looking at the other person's pale face, they looked rather strange without their mask.

"...Heh...Without the mask, Patriarch Yue looks rather disheveled..."

"...Actually, I think this mask suits you better..."

As he spoke, he pulled another mask out of his black robe.

Her small eyes, nose, and surrounding cheeks were all strikingly white.

It was the same one that the other party had sent me before.

As he spoke, the ant grabbed the mask, bent down, and, ignoring the other person's struggles, slammed it onto the other person's face.

"...Clown, what do you think? Does Patriarch Yue like him? I think they're a perfect match!"

"Tsk tsk~ He thinks he's loyal and righteous, but he's nothing but a hypocrite who uses other people's lives to glorify himself!"

Upon hearing this, Yue Feng felt his heart pounding in his chest, which had already cooled down.

Anger surged up, causing his eyes to become bloodshot and bulge.

But the weakness left him with his mouth open, only able to let out heavy breaths, unable to utter a single word.

Then, the increasingly dim and unclear figure in the field of vision approached with a sneer.

As if sensing that he wasn't feeling well and worried that he might not hear clearly, she thoughtfully leaned close to his ear.

"Thinking you've calculated everything, and loving to scheme so much, why haven't you figured anything out?"

"Those who think they're so righteous should consider how many people will die when the city falls?"

"So many people! A sea of ​​people! There'd probably be a queue at the gates of the underworld! Aren't you afraid?...

As the words entered his ears one by one.

In Yue Feng's brain, which was clouded by excessive blood loss, a series of bloody and horrifying hallucinations gradually emerged.

Blood-stained, mutilated arms gripped him, and grotesque faces pressed close to him, tearing at him.

Soon, the illusion seemed to turn into reality, and he felt excruciating pain all over his body.

Flesh and blood were being slowly devoured by the countless tragically murdered souls of the citizens in the illusion.

In the gradually dimming vision, he met the gaze of a pair of holes in front of him, which were wearing his own mask.

His eyes were filled with anger, followed by astonishment and trembling, and deep down, fear.

"Haha! Yes! That's the look! This clown mask suits you perfectly!!"

"You've always been a clown who started off on a high note! Hahahaha!"

(End of this chapter)