Could it be that I am the cruel villain?
Chapter 153 - 116: The Raven of Death【4K】_2

Chapter 153: Chapter 116: The Raven of Death【4K】_2

He was just leading a few juniors on a courier run, earning some money to get his son in town married off, as well as for those few lads, all of whom he had personally trained. The youngest of them, Three-wa, wasn’t even twenty yet.

"I’ve doomed you all, it’s all my fault! None of us will survive, damn all of you to death!"

Using all his strength, he kicked away the one gnawing at his calf, then fiercely stomped on their head, crushing it until it deformed. If it weren’t for the fact that his weapon was on the wagon, he wouldn’t be in such a sorry state.

Just then, the shopkeeper who was knocked down and sprawled on the ground twisted his body and got up once more.

Despair written all over his face.

Crackle—

A streak of silvery light flashed past him.

The speed was so fast that Lao Yang didn’t even realize what had happened, still with an expression of resigning to fate. Yet the silvery light did not hesitate to pierce straight through the throat!

Collapsing to the ground.

Before Lao Yang could react, he could feel that the door behind him had nearly been violently smashed to pieces. Instinctively looking to the left, he only saw a blur of a figure, the flash of a sword, and the monster that was biting his left arm was cleaved in half at the waist.

Even the jaw was penetrated by the sword, forcing it to release its grip.

Looking to the right, he saw the silvery light flash directly in front of him, leaving behind the half head that was gnawing on his shoulder.

Swoosh—

The head was casually flicked away by a sword, and the five or six people in front swiftly had their hands and feet chopped off within two breaths—a crisp and efficient movement without any superfluous action. Especially the speed which was so quick that even his eyes couldn’t keep up, just leaving Lao Yang standing there, stunned.

"Go!"

Only at this moment did Lao Yang clearly see the figure before him.

Tall but not bulky, with an air of a scholar, clearly a young master from a wealthy family judging by the face alone. With sword-like eyebrows and starry eyes, his demeanor was lofty and spirited, looking even younger than his son by a few years.

"You..."

Before he had a chance to speak, Lao Yang felt his shoulder weighed down, his corpulent body of over 150 pounds felt light as a feather in the hands of this young man, who whisked him out of the inn.

His feet landing on the blue bricks, within seconds, they had covered hundreds of meters and in just a few steps, leaped onto the rooftop.

He had never seen such terrifying qinggong in his life, but he also realized that this young man, seemingly at least thirty years younger than him, was the legendary Immortal.

"Open your mouth."

The young man’s words seemed to possess a certain magic, making Lao Yang open his mouth instinctively. Then, a pellet of elixir flew directly into it, swallowing it down his throat without even tasting it.

"Cough, cough, cough, cough..."

After coughing vigorously a few times, his breath quickly returned to him, and some semblance of sanity reemerged from his panic-stricken demeanor, grasping the young man’s sleeve tightly as if clutching a life-saving straw!

"Immortal, Immortal! Quickly, save them, my three apprentices are still in that inn, quickly, I beg you, Immortal, they’re in the backyard..."

Upon hearing this, the young man’s expression changed. He’d only arrived at this bizarre village five minutes ago, and after some difficulty, found a few survivors hidden in a dilapidated temple on the small hill— a doctor with the elderly, women, and children who couldn’t escape.

After roughly understanding the situation, he immediately decided to return to the village to look for survivors. As soon as he arrived, he heard the sound of fighting, which led him to save Lao Yang.

But to his surprise, there were other victims trapped in that inn.

"How many more?"

"Three, three of them, all in their twenties or thirties, Immortal, please..."

"Apply this yourself, stay right here, and don’t move!"

After tossing the golden sore medicine, he quickly ran off. Although Lao Yang was injured, fortunately, it was a minor wound. Even if chunks of flesh had been bitten off, they would fully regrow within a month or two.

The expression on the face of the young man running swiftly through the dark streets was grim. It had been exactly seven days since he left Shuangfeng City.

Back when he was conversing with Yu Ying in Shuangfeng City, he had realized that this so-called disease might be the harbinger of someone preparing to wage war.

By that day, already many people had set off heading south, but no matter what, they couldn’t have imagined that the situation would develop to such an extent as it had now; it could only be described with the words "out of control."

With He Family Village as the boundary line, a great number of Cultivators rushed in from Shuangfeng City, everywhere there were patients who went to Shuangfeng City seeking help for the strange disease, including at least seven or eight groups of people that Jiang Feng encountered along the way.

Some were because the disease had broken out in their village, and with fatalities occurring, they chose to flee for their lives.

Furthermore, the mutated disease varied between people; while some infected individuals could retain their sanity, others experienced severe symptoms. As long as they smelled living humans or fresh blood, they would completely lose their reason and attack indiscriminately.

Moreover, just like the wild wolves he had killed before, their severed bodies could still move independently, not feeling any pain, and to stop them, one had to completely sever their joints and wait a while before they would gradually lose signs of life.

The only piece of good news was that in State City, there was an expert who could treat this disease.

Moreover, this person was from the Southern Border, and a bona fide member of the Southern Border Witch Clan.

Just as Yu Ying said, the conflict between the two regions was nothing more than a power play between the Central Plains and the Southern Border Cultivation forces. The Central Plains hosted all outsiders, with the precondition that they didn’t walk away with their pie.

And these Guest Elders from the Southern Border were specially invited by Yu Ying, tasked only with studying Gu Worms. So when Yu Ying saw the patients, aside from a bit of surprise, she didn’t show any concern at all.

"They’re beyond saving at this stage."

Returning to the inn from before, he sprinted to the backyard in seconds. Glancing at the body full of black feathers on the ground, there was virtually no chance of curing such an advanced mutation.

Quickly scanning every corner of the inn, Jiang Feng had been searching all over the mountains for villages to find survivors in the past few days. He quickly barged into the backyard, but immediately his body halted in place, choosing not to strike right away.

Judging from the limbs on the ground and the degree of bloodiness in the whole backyard, he feared he was already too late.

Hiss!

From the curvature of the body, it should be a woman with her back towards him.

However, this woman’s skeleton was abnormally bulky; she was nearly as tall as he was even while squatting down, especially as Jiang Feng also noticed that the woman’s exposed skin was not of a single color, but black and yellow intermingled, with the yellow skin being her own.

The black skin was covered in feathers.

Not only that, even the legs she was squatting on looked unnaturally twisted at the joints, somewhat resembling the skeletal structure of a beast, including the length of the arms and legs, which were abnormally long, by a full two feet or more compared to ordinary people.

Maintaining distance, he slowly circled around the woman. Under the moonlight, she merely clutched a clump of fresh viscera with her sharp and elongated bird claws, stuffing it fervently into her mouth, before...

Abruptly turning her head!

"Ah—"

"Ah!"

A crimson burst of air surged towards the youth, but with a squeeze of his left hand, the blast was instantly dispersed to either side of him!

"After running past seven or eight villages, this is the first time I’ve encountered such a thing. Seems like my luck isn’t great."

He placed his hand behind his back into the Qiankun Bag.

With Yu Ying’s help, she had directly erased the Divine Sense from those two Qiankun Bags, allowing Jiang Feng free use of them. However, due to his currently weak strength, he was not yet able to imprint his own Divine Sense on them.

In simple terms, Yu Ying helped him pick the lock by force, but the current Jiang Feng couldn’t afford a new lock yet.

He pinched a few pieces of talisman paper in his hand. Naturally, the stock for top-grade Foundation Establishment was exceptionally ample, but the woman with the exaggerated skeleton merely arched her belly upwards, then stood up just like a bird.

Opened her mouth.

It looked as though she was smiling.

But this terrifying smile became more and more unrestrained, her mouth expanding larger and larger until it surpassed the limits of human capability.

Hiss—snap—

Finally, the upper and lower jaws completely separated, exceeding 270 degrees, a sharp bird beak broke through, and a pitch-black, blood-covered bird head squeezed itself out from the esophagus.

Those pitch-black eyes fixedly stared at Jiang Feng, as if eyeing the most delicious meal, and throughout the process, a certain uncultured young man could only blurt out four words.

"Fuck your mother..."

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