Dreaming for 10,000 years

Chapter 198: Arrow of Blasphemy
"You are not a human!" Shi Fei said, and kicked again without hesitation. This kick was heavier than the previous one, carrying Shi Fei's will and strength, as if to completely crush Igolonak's consciousness.

With a loud bang, half of Igolonak's body was kicked to pieces, turning into a ball of twisted black mist, rolling wildly in the darkness.

Igolonak rolled on the ground in pain, and the huge mouth on his palm roared in pain, with fear and despair that were difficult to conceal in his voice.

The little bit of his consciousness almost dissipated under Shi Fei's attack, as if it would be completely wiped out at any time.

"Okay! Okay! I get it! Stop hitting me!" Igolonak surrendered completely, and a low plea for mercy came out of his huge mouth.

There was an indescribable humility and fear in his voice, as if he was facing some irresistible existence.

These kicks made him fully understand the gap between himself and Shi Fei. Facing such a powerful being like Shi Fei, he could only choose to surrender.

The Old Ones are also divided into different levels, and he is just an average one, unable to compete with Shi Fei at all.

"The Scorpion God...just left like that?" A Ruo looked blankly at Igolonak, who fled in panic after being kicked a few times by Shi Fei, her heart filled with shock and disbelief.

He once held a sacrificial ceremony in front of the Scorpion God in the Miao village. At that time, Igolonak was the supreme being and an irresistible force in his eyes.

However, at this moment, Igolonak was like a stray dog in front of Shi Fei, unable to fight back at all.

"Yes! If you are strong, then he is weak, right?" Shi Fei said calmly, with a matter-of-fact calmness in his tone.

What a great Old One, it just lacks firepower!

With enough firepower, what is the difference between the Great Old Ones and the wild ghosts on the roadside?
He reached out and touched A Ruo's head, using his true energy to nourish his soul and repair his broken body. However, when he saw A Ruo's empty eye sockets, his brows slightly frowned: "It's a pity that your eyes have been broken for too long, and I can't heal them."

A'ruo's eyeballs had long been devoured by Igolonak. Although Shi Fei could repair his soul and body, he could not regrow his eyes.

Ah Ruo lowered her head slightly, her voice hoarse and weak: "Being able to survive... is enough. Thank you!"

His voice is very young, like that of a teenager of seventeen or eighteen years old.

In the courtyard of the Governor's Mansion, the bride Mi Fangfang watched all this coldly. She originally thought that A Ruo had run out of energy and was destined to die under the backlash of Igolonak.

However, Shi Fei's sudden move made Ah Ruo regain some of her composure in an instant. A cold light flashed in her eyes, and a sneer appeared at the corner of her mouth.

"Hehe...you deserve to die too!" Mi Fangfang's voice was low and hoarse, with an indescribable malice.

The nine black tentacles behind her suddenly stretched out, with a strange light, and pounced towards Shi Fei like nine poisonous snakes. Wherever the tentacles passed, the air seemed to be corroded, making a "sizzling" sound.

"Do you know?" Shi Fei stood in place, facing Mi Fangfang's attack, without any panic on his face.

He waved his hand lightly, and a blazing flame suddenly appeared, sweeping out like a sea of flames, instantly engulfing Mi Fangfang's nine tentacles. The tentacles struggled frantically in the flames, but could not escape, and were eventually burned to ashes.

"The reason why there are things like 'tentacles' is because some people suffer from seafood phobia." Shi Fei looked at Mi Fangfang with a teasing tone:
"That person thinks that among all seafood, creatures with tentacles such as octopus and squid are the most terrifying! In addition, he discovered the huge dangers under a thriving life. When the most fearful things in your heart are mixed with the most fearful thoughts in your heart, you tentacles appear!" "What are you talking about?" Mi Fangfang heard Shi Fei say something human at the beginning, but the rest was like the roar of a monster from the abyss.

Not the language of the Great Old Ones, but something else, like the whispers of the abyss.

It's something she can't understand!
Mi Fangfang's expression changed slightly, and she asked tentatively: "Are you also a great being?"

Shi Fei didn't know why Mi Fangfang came to such a conclusion, but he still said the same thing.

"My tender daddy!"

Before he finished speaking, he suddenly raised his palm, and the gray palm power condensed in an instant, yin and yang combined into one, carrying Shi Fei's will, and slapped towards Mi Fangfang like a mountain!
Wherever the palm force passed, the air seemed to be torn apart, making a deafening roar.

Mi Fangfang's face suddenly changed. She felt the destructive force contained in the palm power, as if it was going to crush her completely. She hurriedly urged the power in her body to try to resist the attack. However, her resistance seemed so pale and powerless in front of Shi Fei's palm power.

The moment Mi Fangfang's chest was pierced by the palm wind, the sneer frozen on her face had not yet dissipated, and her body disintegrated into black mist like a broken mirror.

The sound of dislocated bones creaking could be heard in the mist, and a guest in gorgeous clothes ten steps away suddenly let out a shrill scream - his skin shriveled and collapsed at a speed visible to the naked eye, his eyeballs burst into two balls of blood mist, and in an instant he turned into a withered corpse and fell to the ground.

Mi Fangfang had already stepped out of the black fog, her golden embroidered wedding dress intact, as if what had just been pierced was just her reflection in the water.

Using other people's lives as a substitute for one's own is exactly what witches are good at.

"How can a mortal know the mercy of chaos?"

Her bloodstained fingertips slashed through the air, and countless scarlet cracks suddenly appeared in the void. The fluorescent lines under the guests' skin suddenly appeared again, but this time they emerged from the surface of the body like living things, turning into thousands of twisting blood-red threads.

These threads intertwined in the air into blasphemous geometric totems, and the entire Governor's Palace courtyard began to collapse into a non-Euclidean structure. The columns twisted into spirals, and a sticky asphalt-like substance oozed out of the gaps between the floor tiles.

Twelve dark purple arrows condensed above Mi Fangfang's head. The arrow bodies were covered with eyeballs that opened and closed continuously, and the arrowheads were in the shape of curled up embryos.

Witch Spell: Blasphemous Arrow!

The moment the first arrow left the bow, the crickets within a ten-mile radius suddenly exploded and died, and the spider webs under the eaves spontaneously burned with green flames.

The arrow's path left a sticky void crack. Anyone whose eyes touched the crack heard crazy whispers one after another.

Ah Ruo curled up under the broken wall, black blood oozing from all seven orifices. Although he was blind, his perception became stronger. He keenly sensed that the hem of Mi Fangfang's wedding dress was changing. The mandarin ducks embroidered with gold thread turned into countless wriggling mouthparts, and octopus-like tentacle appendages stretched out from the folds of the skirt.

Even more terrifying was her shadow. That dark mass was constantly growing limbs with crocodile scales, gnawing jagged gaps in the moonlight.

(End of this chapter)