PFC Chapter 434 A Chaotic Dance of Demons (Page 12)
Chapter 434 A Chaotic Dance of Demons (Page 12)
Abandoned industrial park in Xicheng District, Shangjing City.
The night was as dark as ink, and a cold wind swirled scraps of paper through the empty factory buildings.
Fang Mo gripped the three-pointed, double-edged sword tightly, its blade gleaming coldly in the moonlight. As Erlang Shen Yang Jian's representative, he should have been full of confidence, but at this moment, fine beads of sweat appeared on his palms.
"Brother Fang, isn't this place... a little strange?" Behind him, Li Xiaoyu lowered her voice, the talisman in her hand trembling slightly.
"Nonsense." Wang Tiezhu, carrying a giant axe, said gruffly, "The detectors are off the charts, how can they be working properly?"
"Shh—" Zhao Ming raised a finger, his eyes alert, "Something's coming."
"rustle……"
In the darkness, a kind of viscous wriggling sound came from all directions, as if countless tentacles were crawling.
Sudden--
"boom--!!!"
The ground exploded, and a monster wrapped in scarlet threads burst forth from the earth! It resembled a giant lizard, but had three heads and six scarlet eyes staring intently at the crowd!
"Holy crap! The 'Crimson Ripper'?!" Wang Tiezhu's expression changed drastically. "Isn't this thing a B-rank mystery?! How did it end up here?!"
"Run!" Fang Mo shouted.
Everyone turned and fled, followed by the monster's deafening roar!
"Split up! Don't get wiped out at once!" Zhao Ming shouted.
"No! Spreading out is even more dangerous!" Fang Mo gritted her teeth. "Retreat to the East District! There are night watch patrol points there!"
"Shua——!!!"
A scarlet tentacle shot out like lightning, heading straight for Li Xiaoyu's back!
"Watch out!" Fang Mo turned around abruptly, his three-pointed double-edged sword sweeping across, the blade flashing like the moon, severing the tentacles!
"Roar--!!!"
The monster was in pain, and its other two heads opened their blood-red maws at the same time, spewing out a stench of slimy liquid!
"Get out of the way!" Wang Tiezhu shoved Zhao Ming aside, but the slime splashed onto his arm, instantly corroding it and leaving a charred patch!
"Aaaaah—!" he screamed in agony as the giant axe slipped from his grasp.
"Iron Pillar!" Li Xiaoyu hurriedly threw out a healing talisman, but as soon as the talisman touched the wound, it was bound by scarlet threads and instantly corroded!
"This thing... can pollute spiritual energy?!" Zhao Ming's pupils shrank sharply.
"Let's go!" Fang Mo grabbed Wang Tiezhu and continued running.
After turning past a few ruins, there was a dead end ahead!
“It’s over…” Li Xiaoyu’s face turned deathly pale.
Behind them, the monster's six eyes lit up in the darkness, like six scarlet lanterns, slowly approaching.
"Fight it!" Wang Tiezhu gritted his teeth, enduring the excruciating pain as he picked up the giant axe.
"We can't win." Fang Mo took a deep breath and gripped the three-pointed double-edged sword tightly. "I'll hold it off, you guys find a chance to break through."
"Brother Fang!" Zhao Ming exclaimed anxiously, "You're all alone—"
“I am Yang Jian’s agent,” Fang Mo interrupted him, a golden glint flashing in her eyes. “I have to… be of some use.”
He took a sudden step forward, his blade pointing directly at the monster: "Howling Sky!"
"Ouch——!!!"
In the void, a silver light flashed, and the phantom of the Howling Celestial Dog roared out, biting down hard on one of the monster's heads!
"Now's the time! Let's go!" Fang Mo roared.
The three gritted their teeth, turned around, and rushed toward the gap in the wall.
The monster flew into a rage, and its other two heads tore apart the phantom of Xiaotian, while its scarlet tentacles rained down on Fang Mo!
"Clang clang clang—!!!"
The three-pointed double-edged sword flashed like silver light as it was used to parry, but Fang Mo's tiger's mouth had already split open, and blood was flowing down her wrist.
"puff--!"
A tentacle broke through his defenses and pierced through his shoulder!
"Brother Fang—!" Li Xiaoyu's cries came from afar.
The intense pain blurred Fang Mo's vision for a moment.
In a daze, he heard a deep voice resound in his mind:
"Can't even handle these small fry... Shameful."
Yang Jian sneered.
The next second, a burst of blazing golden light erupted from the three-pointed double-edged sword!
"Shua——!!!"
A golden mark suddenly appeared between Fang Mo's brows, and her third eye—the Heavenly Eye—slowly opened!
"This is..." The monster seemed to sense the danger, and all six of its eyes contracted simultaneously.
"Destroy."
Fang Mo's voice turned cold and authoritative as the blade swept across, unleashing a torrent of golden light!
"boom--!!!"
All three heads exploded simultaneously, and the monster's body vanished into thin air in a golden light!
As the golden light faded, Fang Mo staggered to his knees, his third eye closed, and a bloodstain remained between his brows.
"Brother Fang!" Li Xiaoyu and the other two rushed back and hurriedly helped him up.
"It's nothing..." Fang Mo smiled weakly, "It's just... a little tired."
"You were so cool just now!" Wang Tiezhu exclaimed, his face flushed with excitement. "That golden light! That third eye! It's exactly like in mythology!"
Zhao Ming frowned: "But your condition..."
"I've overdrawn my limits." Fang Mo smiled wryly. "Divine power isn't so easy to use."
As the golden light dissipated, Fang Mo staggered to her knees, the bloodstains on her forehead and third eye a shocking sight.
The three-pointed double-edged sword crashed onto the concrete floor with a loud thud, and his arms trembled uncontrollably, as if every inch of his muscle was being torn apart.
"Brother Fang!" Li Xiaoyu rushed over to support him, but recoiled as if she'd been electrocuted the moment her fingers touched his shoulder. "You're...so hot!"
Fang Mo's skin had an abnormal golden-red tinge, a sign of her meridians burning from the overexertion of her divine power.
He tried to speak, but a metallic taste rose in his throat, and he coughed up a mouthful of blood.
"Roar--!!!"
A more terrifying roar, even more so than before, came from the depths of the ruins, and the earth began to tremble.
Zhao Ming's face turned deathly pale: "Not just one... there are more!"
As if in response to his fear, crimson lights simultaneously appeared from all directions—three heads, five heads, ten heads…
A whole swarm of "Crimson Rippers" crawled out of the shadows, their rotting fleshy wings unfurling, and their sticky saliva dripping onto the ground, corroding and producing plumes of white smoke.
"Back to back! Form a circle!" Wang Tiezhu swung his giant axe, even though his right arm was already a bloody mess.
Li Xiaoyu's talisman burned out at her fingertips, transforming into a fragile golden barrier: "My 'Immovable King Talisman' can only last for thirty seconds!"
"What do we do, Brother Fang?" Zhao Ming raised his alloy crossbow and aimed an arrow at the nearest monster. "He can't move!"
Fang Mo's vision was blurred. He saw the trembling backs of his teammates and heard his own heart pounding like a drum.
Yang Jian's divine power surged wildly within him, like a runaway horse, with the reins tightly tightening around his soul.
"Go..." he said hoarsely, "You...go..."
"Bullshit!" Wang Tiezhu cleaved the attacking tentacles in two with his axe. "If we're going to die, we'll die together!"
The golden barrier suddenly cracked open, revealing spiderweb-like patterns.
"Crack-!"
The moment the barrier shattered, Li Xiaoyu suddenly pulled out a bronze bell from her bosom.
“This is…” Zhao Ming’s eyes widened.
"The 'soul-guiding bell' my grandmother gave me!" She bit her finger, smearing the blood on the bell. "I originally intended to use it for my engagement—"
"jingle!"
A crisp bell rang out in the deathly silence, and all the monsters froze in their tracks.
Their six eyes turned strangely toward the bell, as if they were intimidated by some higher being.
"run!!!"
The four men dragged Fang Mo toward the breach in the wall.
Behind them came the deafening sound of a bell shattering and the frenzied tearing of monsters—they were devouring the bell that contained an ancient aura.
Wang Tiezhu smashed open the rusty manhole cover with the handle of his axe: "Get down!"
The putrid sewage was knee-deep, and a rustling, wriggling sound could be heard in the darkness.
"There's something down there too?" Li Xiaoyu's voice was trembling with tears.
“It’s better than the group above.” Zhao Ming turned on the miniature searchlight on his wristwatch, and the beam of light illuminated the dense array of egg-shaped objects on the wall—each the size of a fist, with vein-like patterns on its surface, pulsating rhythmically.
“Scarlet worm eggs…” Fang Mo weakly looked up, “Hurry up… they’ll hatch and that’s it…”
They waded through the sewage and ran wildly, the sound of eggshells cracking echoing behind them.
The light at the end of the sewer was within reach, but it was blocked by an iron fence.
"Get out of the way!" Wang Tiezhu swung his axe at the chain, but the chain remained unmoved amidst the flying sparks.
"Wow!"
A juvenile monster, half the height of a human, leaped out of the sewage, its sharp mandibles aimed straight for Zhao Ming's throat!
"Whoosh-!"
The crossbow bolt pierced its compound eye, and Zhao Ming fired three more bolts with a backhand: "Damn it! The eggs have hatched!"
More larvae emerged from the water. Li Xiaoyu had already exhausted her talismans and could only wildly wave her dagger.
"Fang Mo!" Wang Tiezhu suddenly roared, "Can't you even move?!"
In excruciating pain, Fang Mo gripped the three-pointed, double-edged knife. A faint golden light shone from the blood groove on the blade. He hurled the knife at the iron fence—
"clang--!!!"
The chain snapped, and the blade embedded itself deeply in the concrete wall.
"Walk!!!"
The moment the four of them smashed through the fence and rushed into the sunlight, the entire sewer collapsed with a roar, completely burying the pursuing monsters.
...
The suburban highway was scorching hot under the sun.
Fang Mo's fingers trembled as he dialed the communicator, cold sweat streaming down his face. With each busy tone on the other end, his heart pounded faster.
"Answer it... answer it quickly..."
Finally, the communicator connected, and a languid female voice came through: "Hello? Who is this?"
"Sister Zhenzhen!" Fang Mo's voice was hoarse. "It's me, Fang Mo... We were attacked by a swarm of 'Crimson Rippers' and are now seriously injured, escaping to a suburban highway. We need urgent rescue!"
There was a moment of silence on the other end of the communicator, followed by the sound of a chair overturning.
Send me your location! Hang in there!
006 Squad's base and training ground.
Li Zhenzhen kicked open the conference room door, her face ashen: "Something's happened! Fang Mo and the others were mysteriously attacked and are now seriously injured, escaping to the western suburban highway!"
Baili Pangpang was gnawing on a chicken leg when he heard this and suddenly stood up: "What?! Isn't Fang Mo Yang Jian's agent? Even he can't handle this?"
Shen Qingzhu pushed up her sunglasses and said coldly, "Useless."
Cao Yuan scratched his head: "Did I... fail to help again?"
"Stop talking nonsense!" Li Zhenzhen gritted her teeth. "Fatty, adjust the car! Old Shen, prepare the gravity field! Cao Yuan—"
She paused for a moment, then said, "You... never mind, just come along."
Baili Pangpang had already rushed out, pulling out his phone as he ran: "Hey! Lao Liu! Bring out the armored vehicle! Yes, that modified one!"
Military armored vehicles sped along the highway.
Baili Pangpang jerked the steering wheel, the tires screeching on the asphalt.
"Faster!" Li Zhenzhen gripped the armrest tightly, her fingertips turning white.
"We're already going 180!" Baili Pangpang exclaimed, sweat beading on his forehead. "Any faster and the car will drift!"
Shen Qingzhu sat in the passenger seat, her gaze icy behind her sunglasses: "Turn left, take the shortcut."