C552 Suffering

Wuya Anqin mustered all of her strength to launch this strike. Although the process was a bit sudden and the result was a bit cruel, he still successfully completed his original intention, which was to completely smash apart the head in front of him.

However, what he did not see was that there was a hint of playfulness hidden underneath the frightened look on the head. The corners of his mouth were slightly raised, as if he was hinting that he had succeeded in his scheme.

Of course, Wuya Anqin did not see these strange situations, and did not sense anything either. Otherwise, with his caution, she might have been on guard, what a pity!

There were some things that he missed out on, and even if he had to pay a huge price, he could only blame it on himself. Who was the one that didn't notice it at the time?

With the destruction of his head, the scenery around him changed once again. The originally dull forest was suddenly illuminated by a few rays of light. The fog that was originally thick around disappeared, and he felt a lot more refreshed.

The faint traces of a battle could be seen on the tree trunk once again, just like the scene when Wuya Anqin and the rest first entered the tree, she had not noticed it before, but now, it seemed that although the patterns were extremely clever, they had more or less carved into the body, and were not left behind due to an unintentional battle.

They didn't know why, but none of them had noticed anything. Logically speaking, based on their experience in the martial arts world, they shouldn't have been able to tell. How could they have overlooked such an important situation?

Wuya Anqin probably never would have thought that Gongsun Ze Tian had ordered people to sprinkle some kind of powder in the forest. The powder had naturally evaporated and dispersed throughout the whole forest.

When Wuya Anqin led her men into the forest in the mountain, he had actually already fallen into the trap set by Gongsun Ze Tian, and was also destined to be a calamity to Wuya Anqin and her subordinates.

The surroundings returned to normal, except for the top of the mountain, which had been flattened by the explosion. It still looked as flat as before, as if it were a masterpiece created by the gods.

However, such a masterpiece still left Wuya Anqin with lingering fear in her heart. Thinking back to back then, if she had approached that crystal too, the consequences would have been similar to what happened in the Pig Man, and she would have been turned into ashes in an instant.

Of course, the peak of the mountain which had been flattened had also proven, from a certain angle, that the world-destroying explosion that Wuya Anqin had experienced previously was real and did not exist as a wisp of an illusion in her mind.

At the same time, the fear that Wuya Anqin had towards the illusionist rose to a whole new level. If he were to think about it, perhaps only the Fourth Hall Master or the Ghost Commanders of the Demon Legion would be able to personally step in and take care of him.

On one hand, the reason why he was able to leave this place alive was because he was cautious and careful enough to save him. On the other hand, it was probably because the illusionist had left a way out for him on purpose.

Putting aside those scary thoughts, Wuya Anqin still vigilantly observed his surroundings. After carefully inspecting his surroundings, she finally let out a long sigh of relief. It had to be said that she had become even more neurotic after being tortured by those illusions.

However, it was only now that Wuya Anqin truly confirmed that she had returned to reality, and also proved that his last strike was not wrong! The other key was none other than the head that was everywhere.

Looking at his tattered clothes, other than the bloodstains, it was also the damage caused by the explosion. This made Wuya Anqin look like a beggar no matter how he looked at it, and also a beggar that was riddled with scars.

Using the dilapidated wooden zither as a walking stick, Wuya Anqin walked down the mountain with a limp. He did not want to stay here any longer, as this mountain was not only a land of humiliation for him, but also a place of sorrow.

Wuya Anqin was already beginning to regret her decision to come here for some bullsh * t mission. If she had not chosen to come here in the first place, then everything would not have happened and she would not have met such a terrifying illusionist.

However, Wuya Anqin did not notice that after the head exploded, a thin rope like object was quickly swimming in the hidden bushes, as though there was something pulling on it with great force at the other end.

It was still too early for Wuya Anqin to relax, even though the illusion was finally solved, it did not mean that everything was over.

Wuya Anqin did not walk very far when he suddenly heard an explosion behind him. Although the explosion did not level the mountain peak to a level, Wuya Anqin who was frightened out of her wits turned her head to check, at the same time her body was ready to pounce at any time.

However, what was supposed to be a strong wave of air was now gone. It was replaced by something, a dark brown mass that was flying towards his face.

Wuya Anqin did not immediately do anything to avoid the attack, but just stood there foolishly in place without moving. Perhaps he was also wondering, what exactly was that pile of things that was shooting towards him?

It was hard to hit a moving target, but there was no need to be courteous towards a fixed target. That dark brown thing unerringly "smashed" into Wuya Anqin's "dumb" face.

It did not have the killing power that he expected, and Wuya Anqin herself was not heavily injured by the objects that flew over. It was only because the piles of items had been hit by the inertia and impact that caused Wuya Anqin's entire person to fall onto the ground.

At the same time, an extremely strong stench spread outwards from the point of explosion. Other than Wuya Anqin who had been knocked down, there was also a dark brown thing around the explosion, and the 'firepower' that was covered by the thing had all been 'dyed' by this stench.

The bottom of Wuya Anqin's heart was so angry that she wanted to kill someone, and then kill herself. But before that, he had to endure the stench on his body and take care of those piles of unknown objects that were still hanging on his body.

He wiped it with his hand. The stench was even stronger now. There was even a damp and sticky feeling coming from it. Wuya Anqin wanted to vomit a few times, but unfortunately she had nothing in his stomach. The steamed buns she ate when killing in the city were already used up, and all she vomited out was the bitter yellow liquid from his stomach.

Looking at his surroundings, Wuya Anqin wanted to find some 'auxiliary tools' to clean up his body, but accidentally discovered a piece of sheepskin that was not far away, and was also extremely stinky. There were a few words faintly on it, like some sort of message.

It was written as follows:

Esteemed lord, it is my honor to have you read this message. This also means that you have successfully escaped from the illusion. However, it is a pity that this also means that you have triggered something that you should not have triggered. It's a warm reminder, these extremely smelly things come from the feces of all kinds of 'beasts'. Of course, there are people who have it as well, and at the same time, there are people who have added a kind of exclusive medicine for me. As long as I touch even the slightest bit of it, I'll let you have this smelly stench for three months, and it's impossible to wash!

I hope that you can successfully dodge the attack of these 'feces'. If you are contaminated by too much of it, you might be smelly for thousands of years.

In the end, I must remind you to run as fast as you can, or.

At the end of the message, there was the words' No name, no name, and even more so, no name '. The handwriting was very beautiful, but the content definitely had a maddening effect.

If he could tear this message in his hand, Wuya Anqin would definitely not want to keep it. Unfortunately, this piece of paper with the title of Sheep was not only waterproof, it was truly fucking sturdy!

If he could destroy the world and vent the anger in his heart, Wuya Anqin would not hesitate to do so at this moment. Unfortunately, at this moment, he was riddled with injuries. Not to mention running, running was already his limit.

If ? There was probably no 'if' anymore, because Wuya Anqin knew that the other party was playing him, but she had no other choice. Forget about the person who was playing him, even if that person was here, he would only be able to escape.

But at the same time, Wuya Anqin was also confused. Why did she have to run at the end of this message? Could it be that there was some other killing move?

But before he could understand what was going on, an explosion rang out once again, and it was still a short distance away from him. The explosion similarly carried a strong stench, and there were already piles of unknown objects shooting out, which also covered Wuya Anqin's body, head, and face, but Wuya Anqin was still glad that she did not open her mouth just now.

After the explosion just now, Wuya Anqin finally understood what was going on. There was actually more than one place where manure was spat out, meaning that there might be more to come.

Thinking about it, Wuya Anqin no longer dared to be slow, and ran down the mountain. As he ran, she felt as if she was tripping over something, but because it did not obstruct him, she did not care.

What truly made his heart palpitate were the explosions that continuously surrounded his body. Although none of the explosions harmed him, the waves of air that caused people to feel revolting, the rate at which he vomited feces, and the rate at which he was shot at made Wuya Anqin have the urge to curse.

Just like that, under the special care of the 'Heavenly Girl Sprinkling', Wuya Anqin was practically being washed by fecal water all the way down the mountain. However, when he used her last bit of strength to reach the foot of the mountain, her feet suddenly became empty, and then his entire person fell down in an instant.

Was it a trap? Or something else? Wuya Anqin's heart was about to be shocked by this sudden change.

He was like a frightened bird, after experiencing such a series of events, Wuya Anqin suddenly felt that his courage was not much stronger than a little mouse.

At the same time, Wuya Anqin was also shocked by the methods of the illusionist. Even if she was not in the illusion, the illusionist had still easily forced him to such an extent.

What sort of level must one's grasp of the human heart reach to be able to achieve such a feat? This person was simply a demon comparable to a demon god or devil.

"This kind of person must not be made an enemy of!" This was an idea that suddenly popped up in Wuya Anqin's mind!

If it was said that he had a deep reverence for this person's illusion techniques, then Wuya Anqin could only carefully look up at this mysterious illusionist. Even then, he might not necessarily be able to catch the attention of others.