Chapter 43 The Calamity of the Blood Lotus Cult
Chapter 43 The Calamity of the Blood Lotus Cult
Zhang Liang retreated quickly with light steps, creating a gust of wind that swept across the snow on the ground, instantly raising a flurry of snowflakes.
He swiftly drew his longsword, pointed it forward, and a humming sound rang out from the blade as he unleashed several sword strikes in an instant.
"Pfft!!"
"quack!!"
Suddenly, a sound of flesh and clothing being torn apart was heard, and the burning corpse was immediately cleaved into several pieces.
He quickly sheathed his sword and exhaled a breath of stale air. The entire process was fluid and took less than two breaths.
This series of actions left Ji Lin and the others dumbfounded.
Although he didn't have a good impression of this person, upon seeing such superior martial arts skills, he couldn't help but admire him and think, "Awesome!"
Is this his signature move, Phantom Sword? It's so dazzling that you can't even see how many sword strikes he actually makes.
The fire-man was incredibly fast; if it were Ji Lin himself, without transforming into his demonic form, he might not have been able to react in time.
The martial artist's extraordinary strength once again amazed him.
The scene of seeing Li Quan use all his strength for the first time is still vivid in my mind.
"Your martial arts skills are superb, I admire you greatly!" Ji Lin exclaimed.
"Boss, are you alright? That was a really cool sword strike."
"Why is this thing so eerie?"
Several demon-suppressing guards spoke up.
"It's just a minor trick. Let's continue our investigation."
Zhang Liang patted the snowflakes off his clothes and continued walking along the street.
Ji Lin and the others followed suit, and as they walked behind this person, a sense of security inexplicably arose within them.
The group arrived at the old street in the west of the city. The houses on both sides were old and dilapidated, with broken eaves and walls everywhere.
As the wind and snow howled, the torches in their hands shook violently, as if they were about to go out at any moment.
A violent sense of unease washed over him again; Ji Lin sensed that many unusual energies were approaching.
It seemed that these abnormal energies were specifically targeting them, moving at varying speeds, as if something was directing them.
Perhaps it's because Zhang Liang offended that Blood Lotus Saintess.
"Boss, something's wrong! Something's getting closer to us."
One of the awakened ones spoke urgently, a hint of fear showing on his face.
"Yes, I sensed it too." Ji Lin stared intently at the area ahead where the abnormal energy was most concentrated.
He had no idea what this thing was, since the system hadn't given any hints about it.
What's most eerie is that the area illuminated by their torches is shrinking.
The light that could originally illuminate a fire two zhang away is now less than one zhang away.
Ji Lin and the awakened one could still sense the abnormal energy around them, while Zhang Liang, confident in his martial arts skills, was not so afraid.
The remaining three Demon Guards, having encountered numerous anomalous events, were all too aware of their terrifying nature.
In such an uncertain situation, anything can happen, and there are no fixed rules.
So the three of them let their thoughts run wild, imagining all sorts of terrifying scenarios.
This invisible pressure is the most tormenting thing, gradually eroding their willpower until they collapse.
Some people couldn't help but start trembling, even though they had experienced countless unusual events.
But having witnessed countless colleagues die at the hands of those abnormal individuals, he still could not completely eliminate the fear in his heart.
Suddenly, a sound rang out from ahead:
"The world is full of suffering, and life is hard. People freeze to death or starve to death, and no one cares."
"When the blood lotus blooms, warmth and sustenance come. The Holy Mother, who saves us from suffering, is here."
These two lines of folk songs kept coming from ahead, and the sound was not far away, about three zhang away.
There were about ten people, all female, and their voices were clear, ethereal, and constantly echoing.
Ji Lin was very familiar with this ballad; he had heard it countless times, but he had never felt it was so eerie and terrifying.
As the sound drew closer, the surrounding temperature seemed to drop by more than ten degrees.
The wind and snow rose again, bringing a bone-chilling cold.
The three people behind him trembled even more violently, whether from fear or cold, it was hard to tell.
"Who on earth is putting on this act of mystery up ahead? Why don't you come out and show yourself to your master?!"
Zhang Liang suddenly drew his long sword.
"ape!!!!"
The metallic vibration sound was very long and resonated throughout the entire street.
Something's not right. This sound can't be like this; it's different from the sound we heard before.
Soon, they all realized that the sound of the sword being drawn was abnormal, and they felt as if they were being enveloped in a closed space.
"The world is full of suffering, and life is hard. People freeze to death or starve to death, and no one cares."
"When the blood lotus blooms, warmth and sustenance come. The Holy Mother, who saves us from suffering, is here."
The two lines of the folk song, which had been sung in front of them, now resonated in a surround sound, constantly echoing in their ears.
Buzz, buzz.
Ji Lin and the others felt tinnitus, a sound that began to make them feel very uncomfortable and a little frightened.
The frequency kept increasing, making it nauseating to listen to.
Suddenly, a thick fog, seemingly appearing out of nowhere, began to envelop everyone.
A group of people wearing red cloaks suddenly raised a red umbrella and attacked from all directions.
These women didn't move their feet, yet they moved incredibly fast.
"They're here!! Get out of the way!!" Ji Lin shouted.
He immediately transformed his legs, and his agility soared to 122/200, making him as fast as Zhang Liang in front of him.
Suddenly, a woman floated by, her paper umbrella spinning in her hand. She had scarlet eyes and a fair face, her mouth and nose covered by a red cloth.
Upon closer inspection, she was also holding a slender silver sword in her hand, which seemed familiar.
Ji Lin slightly shifted his body to the side, dodging the attacks from the paper umbrella and the rapier.
Fortunately, there were many of them, which dispersed their attacks, allowing us to cope.
Just as he dodged one, another woman in red attacked from the front.
Ji Lin bent over and quickly dodged, narrowly escaping danger.
Suddenly, I heard a scream behind me, "Ah!!"
The demon-suppressing guard's chest was pierced by a sharp object. He struggled on the ground for a moment, then fell silent.
"Boss, Xiao Yu is dead!!" One of the Demon Suppression Guards shouted in horror.
Apart from Zhang Liang, the others were struggling to dodge the attacks from the women in red.
Ji Lin considered attacking the women in red, but he quickly abandoned the idea.
Because he had been observing Zhang Liang, he noticed that the man was dodging while simultaneously drawing his sword.
After his attack, the women in red turned to ashes, then gathered together again. He was constantly testing them.
Even with his Insight ability, Ji Lin was still unable to identify the women in red.
Perhaps they don't exist, or perhaps I am in a strange realm, or some unknown space.
But thinking about it carefully, if it is a realm of ghosts, then what is so strange about it?
Even high-level anomalies cannot be completely devoid of information; they may simply display a question mark indicating their level.
Before he could figure out what was going on, Zhang Liang had already reached his limit and began chasing after the women in red.
He couldn't wait any longer; if he tested them again, all the brothers he had brought would die.
"You audacious fiend, give me back my brother's life!"
He stepped forward, raised his longsword, and with a light slash, unleashed countless sword shadows.
Immediately, five or six women in red who had gathered together disappeared.
Whenever he activates his [Windwalking Technique], it appears as if he has transformed himself into a gust of wind, moving with incredible agility.
With a light touch of the toes, seemingly without any point of leverage, the entire body flew to the other side.
Almost instantly, he chopped down the figures of more than a dozen women in red.
Before they could gather together, the group quickly and tacitly observed their surroundings, trying to find out the true identity of the woman in red.
"Boss, it seems like there's nothing there, we didn't see anything," one of the demon-suppressing guards said.
"Let me try to sense it... No, something's strange all around me, in every direction!" the awakened one said in a panic.
"You've confused me. Stop with this useless nonsense and look again!" Zhang Liang said, somewhat annoyed.
At this point, Ji Lin was also bewildered. He couldn't see anything, his senses were useless, and his hearing was even more hopeless.
What about his sense of smell? He seemed to have forgotten his sense of smell, but it didn't matter anyway.
Since those women in red appeared, an unknown fragrance has filled the air.
It smells like a certain flower, or perhaps a bit like rouge; it makes me feel slightly dizzy.
He thought about it again, could it be a hallucination? No, that can't be either.
However, he felt a subtle spiritual force exerting an influence on him.
Although it's not a big deal, it has a special passive ability called "Dragon's Echo" that allows it to counterattack some minor damage.
Therefore, even in such an emergency, he remained highly sensitive to psychological shocks.
In no time at all, Zhang Liang had once again wiped out those afterimages. "Quick, search again!!"
The group knew they couldn't rely on Zhang Liang forever; once his true energy was exhausted, they would all die.
As for Ji Lin himself, what if he dies here and his life is reborn? He'll just have to die again.
He decided to try to find the source of the attack by following the counterattack of [Dragon's Echo].
Ji Lin held his breath and began to sense the faint mental attack.
On the left, he turned slightly to feel it more carefully.
No, move it a little to the right, yes, this is the right position.
The abnormal energy was also stronger than the surrounding weak energy points.
He opened his eyes and saw a tiny white dot.
"Your Excellency Inspector, look! There it is!!"
Ji Lin shouted and pointed ahead.
Zhang Liang turned around, took a closer look, and exclaimed, "It really is! A monster! Where are you going?!"
His movements were extremely swift; in a flash, he covered two zhang (approximately 6.6 meters) in a single step.
The remaining people didn't dare linger and followed Zhang Liang, rushing forward...
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