Mythology Returns! Starting with Folklore and Strange Tales

Chapter 106 Slaying the Sac Demon, Magic Transformation

Although it retained consciousness and activity despite having its skull mostly crushed and its exoskeleton riddled with holes thanks to the vigorous vitality of its race, it was also because of this vigorous vitality that it could more clearly feel the blood demon surging through its body.

Unable to struggle, unable to resist, they could only watch helplessly as they were slowly devoured.

The pain and despair during this period are unimaginable to ordinary people.

Of course, if you can't imagine it, then don't think about it.

Who in their right mind would empathize with demons when they're a living, breathing human being?

It's not like she's some abstract insect protector or internet saint.

Anyone who likes empathy should come and let the cysticercus help them clear their channels, plant some seeds, and experience the feeling of dozens or hundreds of cysticercus crawling around in their stomach before they are qualified to talk to Zhang Wei about empathy.

If no one can handle this, then we have to do it his way.

Seeing the dying Nang Yao, An Yixi dawdled over from the alley entrance. "Brother Zhang, I was wrong!"

"Next time, I will not give these evil spirits a chance to get close."

He habitually applied his past experiences to the situation.

Although Zhang Wei was watching from above and wanted to make a more perfect impression, he didn't use the powerful mountain-opening general he could now possess, but instead chose Kui Xing, who was of a higher rank and had more ruthless methods, in order to resolve the matter smoothly by raising the upper limit.

But he hadn't considered one thing.

Humans have vastly different habits, let alone monsters, who are born from completely different species.

He had only ever dealt with ground-based creatures before.

Whether it's a snake demon or a ratman, at most they have four limbs. Even the former, after changing their true form, can only use snake fangs and a snake tail. Their demonic bodies can't be said to lack any special abilities, but they only have a few tricks up their sleeves.

But the insect demon is different.

Even the smallest ones have six or eight limbs.

And creatures like centipedes, millipedes, and worms have countless limbs. If each limb is roughly the size of an arm, even if they need to use some limbs to support their bodies, the number of limbs they can free up is quite terrifying.

An individual's strength may not be comparable to An Yixi's, which is enhanced by the ritual. However, without divine decree or divine power, the conceptual enhancement brought by the Nuo ritual alone is not enough to give him the innate deterrent effect against non-dragon demons like the Yazi Dharma.

It has an advantage, but not a winning one.

In a relatively even situation, An Yixi became like the old master who was beaten to death by a flurry of punches, as the saying goes.

This is a lesson he only realized afterward.

First analyze the advantages and disadvantages, then decide whether to go for a French Bulldog or close-quarters combat.

"It's okay, take your time!"

Zhang Wei loosened the demon's head, which had been crushed into a pulp, and let the blood demon envelop and refine it. He then turned around and rubbed An Yixi's head, who looked guilty.

Who can avoid making mistakes?

In the transition from a traveler to a patrolman, Zhang Wei didn't always step in the right direction.

Whether it's teammates or friends, isn't it all about helping each other and lending a hand when the other person is about to make a mistake?

He could get a reward for killing the monster, and besides, he didn't suffer any losses, so where did he get such a big temper?

Mistakes can be corrected, but stupidity is beyond redemption.

Fortunately, although the child is young and much more clumsy than Zhang Wei, at least his values ​​are sound and he is receptive to advice. Even if he doesn't understand something at the moment, he won't go against you, which is enough for Zhang Wei.

Not to mention, the inheritance that An Yixi received is top-tier even in today's secular world!

Even within the mythological history of the Yellow Emperor, he is by no means inferior to others; what he lacks is merely growth in methods and handling affairs.

He still has some patience to wait for such a promising teammate.

And in the short time it took for the two to talk.

The blood-red aura that had been swirling like a tornado in the alley gradually dissipated, leaving only a sunken area on the ground, littered with broken insect demon shells, and a patch of pale golden flesh beneath the shells.

Insect demons don't really have much flesh and blood to speak of.

It was not unexpected that these would remain.

However, after the evil spirits were swept away, when the returning blood essence fell on Zhang Wei again, a vicious worm with bared fangs appeared between the gaps of the originally blurred Yazi embroidery pattern on its front claws.

Such subtle changes are difficult to detect in the dim light of night.

Even Zhang Wei, the person involved, didn't notice that there was something extra on the embroidery behind him.

He was currently immersed in his own consciousness, watching the thin, wisp of Yazi's true meaning constantly intertwine and change within his sea of ​​consciousness.

From a line as thin as yarn, it swelled into a cloud the size of a thumb.

You can vaguely see something brewing within the rolling clouds.

Meanwhile, Anhe Village outside suddenly fell silent.

The insects were silent, the trees did not sway, and the chickens, dogs, cattle, and sheep all huddled back in their huts, their heads burying in fear. Upon closer inspection, one could see faint traces of dampness on their trembling hind legs.

Those patrols and related personnel who remained to fish for the demons also felt a strange sense of unease, as if some ferocious beast was scrutinizing them from the shadows.

An Yixi, who was only two steps away from Zhang Wei, felt it even more acutely.

The mask, which had originally only acquired a slight aura of Kui Xing through the Nuo ritual, trembled slightly at this moment, and a faint spiritual light appeared on the black dot between its brows...

Looking into the fog, there were a pair of majestic eyes that were beginning to take shape.

Zhang Wei withdrew his inner gaze, completely concealing the aura unintentionally revealed during the transformation of Ya Zi's true meaning.

Looking at An Yixi, who was still somewhat shaken, he chuckled: "Your magic has improved a bit, and you got a little carried away for a while. I didn't expect it to cause such a commotion."

"Is everyone alright?"

"fine!"

"fine!"

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First An Yixi, then the other patrolmen at both ends of the alley, some assisting and others observing out of curiosity, all gave definite answers.

But it was just a simple reply. As for what progress Zhang Wei's magic had made, he didn't say, and no one would actively inquire about such a taboo secret.

The mission objective has now been eliminated.

It's time for the logistics department to clean up the mess.

Although the demon's shell was broken, it could still be put to good use after being cleaned up. The fine pieces of meat on the ground, although drained of their demonic and evil energy and having lost most of their traditional function, could still be put to good use after being properly prepared and mixed, just like the shell, thanks to the technology of the secular world.

Moreover, the ground and walls of the alleyway were covered with the footprints of many demons.

Even the legs of the small sac worm can be used as a miraculous medicine for strengthening bones and muscles, let alone the legs of the sac demon itself.

There are other miscellaneous finds, but these all need to be counted little by little, and even repeatedly dug and explored, which is not only time-consuming, but also has nothing to do with Zhang Wei and his group.