Mythology Returns! Starting with Folklore and Strange Tales

Sensing the movement behind him and pausing slightly, Zhang Wei turned his head slightly and, using the corner of his eye, suddenly swung his right hand backward.

In an instant, crimson malevolent energy flew close to the ground, snapping countless corn roots in half and sending clods of earth flying.

With a soft sound, two jets of blood burst from the pig king's two front hooves. Its heavy body swayed as if it were about to fall, but the pig king used its snout and head as a fulcrum to lift its entire body up, turning it into a massive Mount Tai. After spinning in place, it soared into the air and became a huge shadow that covered Zhang Wei.

"grass!"

Cursing under his breath, Zhang Wei realized he couldn't escape, so he leaped up and landed in a tumbling motion to the side without looking back.

Just then, a loud "boom" sounded behind him, and a cloud of dust instantly engulfed Zhang Wei.

"baby?"

"Dog Egg!"

"Dog Egg!"

Zhang Wei couldn't hear the shouts of the crowd; the roaring sound so close at hand made his ears and head ring endlessly.

Fortunately, the successive blessings gave him a strong enough physique. After recovering from his brief deafness, Zhang Wei rolled away from the dust without hesitation. Just as he rolled three times, a huge pig's head suddenly emerged from the dust behind him. The sudden closing of the mouth and the sound of the upper and lower teeth clashing made him break out in a cold sweat.

But after the initial shock, the murderous aura around him transformed into blades that disappeared into the dust and mist, and for a moment the sounds of flesh being cut and wild boars crying out could be heard.

Blood gushed out as if it were free, and the blood pressure from the enormous size of the pig king meant that even though Zhang Wei was five meters away from the pig king, he was inevitably stained with streaks of scarlet blood.

Strangely, the pig king, whose two front legs had only been cut off and were not completely severed, just rolled around in pain and grunted, but did not get up to show off its invincible size advantage.

Only family members know their own affairs.

While the Yazi technique is powerful, Zhang Wei is only a beginner and hasn't accumulated enough power to transform his evil energy into the Yazi intent. Therefore, its effect on suppressing evil spirits is not very obvious, especially against monsters with flesh and blood.

While he was thinking, Zhang Wei looked to the side and saw Blind Wang.

Their eyes met, and Blind Wang, slightly embarrassed, hid the straw pig, which was covered in embroidery needles, in his arms, a forced smile appearing on his pale face.

"Brothers, uncles, could you please come over here for a moment?"

Before the others could notice, Zhang Wei called out to them, and with a quick flick of his wrists, he pulled back dozens of blood-red blades from the Pig King's body. At the same time, he reached for his waist with his left hand, grabbed, and flung a ball of golden light the size of a broad bean into the roaring pig's mouth.

"Aww!...Aaaaaah!"

After a brief moment of confusion, the pig king struggled even more fiercely, its mournful squeals even carrying a hint of human fear, but soon thick smoke billowed from its wide-open mouth.

"Wow, Dog Egg, you're amazing! You even managed to take down that ferocious wild boar king!"

"What is that golden thing? How is it so powerful?"

"Hey, why are you asking such random questions? If you can tell us, your little brother will. But why tell us country bumpkins secrets? It'll just make you look like a big mouth and cause trouble if it gets out."

The group of people who hadn't noticed Zhang Wei's cryptic exchange with Blind Wang came forward and clicked their tongues as they looked at the pig king, who was groaning in pain.

Of course, while they were talking, they didn't forget to change their magazines and give the Pig King a couple more shots.

Although bullets aren't very effective against large wild boars, especially those that have accumulated a layer of mud and armor in late autumn, it's better to be ineffective than useless, right? It's better to fire a couple more shots than for this big guy to have a final burst of energy and retaliate against us, isn't it?

So, even though they were chatting, the constant gunfire never stopped.

kindness?

pity?

Not a single one.

In the days before people were poisoned by motivational platitudes, they didn't have so many messy thoughts. Besides, if they protected the Wild Boar King, what would happen to themselves and the village?

Human voices, gunshots, and pig squeals mingled and overlapped under the moonlight, creating a unique atmosphere.

Seeing that they didn't question him carefully, Zhang Wei, like the blind man Wang who was burying his head in the sand and making small moves behind his back, managed to get away with it.

Zhang Wei had tried using Ri Jing alone and experienced its effects.

The first time I gave him just a tiny bit of something without mixing it, it almost set him on fire!

Fortunately, Yuehua was right beside him. After taking a sip, the burning pain in his body quickly disappeared. Zhang Wei, who had been hiding in the outhouse, also leaned against the wall, panting for a while before he recovered.

At the time, Zhang Wei thought the unbearable burning pain that spread throughout his body was just a physical illusion, but now, after seeing the fate of the Pig King, he no longer thinks so.

Of course, it's also possible that monsters like the Pig King, which devour corpses and even souls, have even lower resistance to the essence of the sun.

After all, sunlight is believed to ward off evil, especially since it is a concentrated essence of the sun, modeled after the great sun.

To be honest, it is a bit of a waste to waste the gold accumulated throughout the day on the Wild Boar King, but the essence of the sun and moon is available every day, and if you have a second chance at life, there is no need to do it!

Although the three revival opportunities given by [Silhouette] will not be carried over to the next [Silhouette] if not used, they will be invalid after seven days.

But why revive and start over if a problem can be solved with consumables?

Of course, even if it happened again, Zhang Wei didn't have a good solution for dealing with such a large creature. Unless he could kill it with one blow, but the evil energy was under his control, and the Pig King wasn't made of wood; it wouldn't obediently stand there and let him draw his bow and nock his arrow at will.

If you've used it, you've used it; no regrets.

As the gunfire paused, Zhang Wei pressed the button for the others to resume firing. With a wave of his hand, the murderous aura transformed into a veil that spread over the Pig King, before suddenly tightening.

The several-meter-long, menacing gauze curtain quickly transformed into a red rope, which, dragged by Zhang Wei, fell onto the Pig King's neck.

Amidst the flying pig bristles, scalding blood splattered everywhere. The pig king, already in excruciating pain, struggled desperately but couldn't break free from the "rope" around its neck. Until the malevolent energy penetrated to the bone, severing its cervical vertebrae, the enormous creature, comparable to a woodshed, was completely reduced to a puddle of mud lying in the muddy blood. Its head rolled several meters away. After waiting a while, seeing the malevolent energy that had seeped into its flesh return to Zhang Wei's side with a much stronger, dark red aura than before, everyone finally breathed a sigh of relief.

Meanwhile, Zhang Wei, who had been chatting with the others, finally got to see Wang the Blind Man "destroy the body and cover up the crime".

"Uncle Wang, please use your abilities to check if this pig king still has any chance of causing trouble!"

Although Zhang Wei had already plundered the Wild Boar King's evil aura, and the patriarch's hint confirmed the king's death, Blind Wang still needed to show his face to maintain his authority in the village!