God Slayer: Make Up for the Past

"Chu Feng..." Pan Yue's voice came from behind him, with a hint of undisguised fear, "It...it..."

"I know." Chu Feng's voice was low and hoarse, his hand trembling slightly as he gripped the long sword. The air in the station seemed frozen, filled with a suffocating sense of oppression. Ghostly figures of evil spirit leaders floated in every corner, some standing, some still, some moving, some still, each emanating a chilling, sinister aura. Their eyes gleamed with a dark green light, like the portals of hell, ready to devour everything.

"Ah!" A scream shattered the dead silence. A young girl pointed at the phantom above the ticket hall, trembling. Fear spread like a plague, and the crowd erupted in unrest. The once orderly evacuation fell into chaos. Cries, shouts, and prayers blended into a cacophony of sounds.

"Quiet! Everyone, quiet!" Officer Hu shouted at the top of his lungs, but his voice was quickly drowned out by the wave of panic. He looked at Chu Feng for help, his eyes filled with helplessness and anticipation. Technician Bai was also trying to maintain order, but his pale face showed that he was also reaching his limit.

Chu Feng felt a headache. He knew that if he couldn't quickly resolve these phantoms, the situation would get completely out of control. He took a deep breath and tried to calm himself. "Pan Yue," he whispered, "Observe carefully and see if there's anything different about these phantoms."

Pan Yue nodded, suppressing his inner fear as he began to carefully observe each phantom. Their movements and expressions were almost identical, as if copied and pasted, making it difficult to distinguish the real from the fake.

Just then, Chu Feng noticed a detail. A phantom in the corner of the waiting room seemed to lag slightly behind the others in its movements. Although it was only an extremely subtle difference, Chu Feng's keen observation caught it.

"Pan Yue, look at that figure in the corner of the waiting room!" Chu Feng pointed at the phantom and said hurriedly, "Its movements seem a little slow!"

Pan Yue looked in the direction of Chu Feng's finger, observed carefully for a few seconds, then suddenly raised his head, "Yes! I noticed it too!"

Chu Feng's heart stirred, and a bold guess emerged in his mind. Could this be the true form of the evil spirit leader? Was it deliberately creating so many illusions just to confuse him and make him afraid to attack easily?

"Officer Hu, Technician Bai!" Chu Feng shouted, "Continue to comfort the passengers. I will deal with these phantoms!"

After saying this, he no longer hesitated, gripped his long sword, and rushed towards the phantom in the corner of the waiting room. Pan Yue followed closely behind, the talisman in his hand flashing with dazzling light.

Seeing Chu Feng's decisive action, the originally frightened passengers seemed to be encouraged, and hope rekindled in their eyes. Sun Shangren, the businessman who had previously only cared about his own interests, now stared blankly at Chu Feng's retreating back, his mouth slightly open... "What...what is he going to do?"

Chu Feng's long sword sliced ​​through the air, emitting a sharp whistling sound as it pointed directly at the phantom in the corner of the waiting room. The phantom seemed to sense danger, uttering a piercing scream and trying to dodge. But Chu Feng's movements were faster. With a flash of the sword, the phantom was instantly split in two, dissipating into the air.

"Successful?" Seeing this, Police Officer Hu showed a hint of joy on his face.

However, Chu Feng's expression did not relax at all, but became even more solemn. Because he found that the shattered phantom did not disappear into black mist as before, but was like broken glass, scattered all over the ground, flashing with strange light.

"Something's wrong!" Chu Feng growled, "This isn't the real body!"

Almost immediately, the station lights began to flicker, the elevator screeched to a halt, and the PA system began to emit a cacophony of noise, with announcements becoming intermittent and difficult to hear.

"Damn it! These evil spirits are starting to interfere with the station's facilities!" Technician Bai's face turned pale. He tried hard to repair the broadcasting system, but with little success.

The passengers trapped in the elevator cried out in terror, and the once orderly evacuation fell into disarray. Like frightened animals, the crowd fled in all directions, shoving and shoving each other in a chaotic scene. Merchant Sun was crushed to the ground, his luggage scattered everywhere. He cursed, but no one paid any attention.

"Chu Feng, what should we do now?" Pan Yue's voice trembled. More and more phantoms appeared around them, surging in like a tide, surrounding them.

Chu Feng took a deep breath and tried to calm himself. He looked around, searching for a way out. He knew that if they couldn't find the true form of the evil spirit leader quickly, they would be trapped here and die.

At this moment, he noticed a detail: in the intervals between the flickering lights, he saw that the lights around one phantom seemed to flicker more frequently than the other phantoms, and the flickering frequency seemed to have a certain pattern.

"Pan Yue," Chu Feng pointed at the phantom and said hurriedly, "Look at the lights around that phantom!"

Pan Yue looked in the direction of Chu Feng's finger, and after observing carefully for a few seconds, his eyes suddenly lit up.

"I understand!" he said excitedly, "The true form of the evil spirit leader..."

"I understand!" Pan Yue said excitedly, "The evil spirit leader's true form is hiding where the lights are flickering most violently! He's interfering with the lighting system, but he's inadvertently exposed his own position!"

Chu Feng's gaze fixed, and he followed Pan Yue's instructions. Sure enough, in the corner of the waiting hall, around a seemingly ordinary phantom, the lights were flickering much faster than the other phantoms, and the rhythm of the flickering was even more chaotic, like the irregular beating of a heart.

"Okay, let's take a gamble!" Chu Feng growled, tightened the long sword in his hand, and rushed towards the phantom again.

Seeing its ruse exposed, the evil spirit leader roared in anger. It dropped its disguise, revealing its true form—a towering monster covered in black scales. Its bloody maw opened, revealing sharp fangs, and a foul stench filled the air.

"Human who overestimates his own capabilities!" the evil spirit leader roared, waving its huge claws and summoning a black whirlwind. The whirlwind spun around it at high speed, mixed with countless sharp wind blades, attacking Chu Feng like a meat grinder.

Screams erupted in the waiting room as passengers dodged, fearing they would be swept into the terrifying whirlwind. Merchant Sun clutched his suitcase tightly, trembling and muttering, "It's over, it's over!" Technician Bai hid behind the control console, nervously watching Chu Feng, hoping he could perform a miracle.

Facing the fierce whirlwind, Chu Feng didn't dare to confront it head-on. Relying on his agility, he weaved through the gaps between the wind blades, looking for an opportunity to approach the evil spirit leader. He rolled, leaped, and moved like a ghost, darting through the black whirlwind.

Each time he dodged, it was a dangerous experience. Wind blades scraped across his clothes, leaving tiny cuts. Sweat beads formed on Chu Feng's forehead, but he didn't dare let his guard down. He knew that if he wasn't careful, he would be swept into the whirlwind and left with nothing.

The surrounding passengers held their breath, nervously watching this life-or-death struggle. They silently prayed for Chu Feng, hoping he could defeat this terrifying monster. Officer Hu gripped his baton tightly, ready to rush forward to support, but he knew that in such a fight, there was only so much he could do.

Chu Feng gradually approached the evil spirit leader, the long knife in his hand flashing with cold light, ready to give the evil spirit leader a fatal blow at any time. The evil spirit leader seemed to feel the threat as well, it let out a sharp roar, and doubled the size of the whirlwind.

The black whirlwind was like a huge barrier, separating Chu Feng from the evil spirit leader. The wind blades became denser and faster, and Chu Feng felt like a prey trapped in a spider web, unable to escape.

He could feel that in addition to the violent wind blades in the whirlwind, there seemed to be an even more powerful force hidden, a force that made him feel palpitations.

"What... is this..." Chu Feng gritted his teeth, staring intently at the center of the whirlwind, a sense of foreboding welling up in his heart...