Could it be that I am the cruel villain?
Chapter 154 - 117: High Temperature Therapy

Chapter 154: Chapter 117: High Temperature Therapy

"Wow!"

The hoarse roar made heaven and earth change color!

The tiny Gu Worms wriggling on the body instantly soared into the air, the pink smoke almost enveloping the entire inn, obscuring the crescent moon.

The Gu Worms suddenly changed color, looking towards the inn, blood mist filled the air, and the strong stench was even a bit eye-stinging, almost making the young man subconsciously throw out the talisman paper.

With a flick of his hand.

The Thunder Talisman crackled, leaving a scorch mark on the woman’s arm, but the woman didn’t even try to dodge, her fully beast-transformed bird claws directly grabbed over, Jiang Feng immediately swung his sword, resulting a metallic collision!

Retreated several meters.

His movements didn’t stop, as he faced this monster plundering; Jiang Feng slashed from above and below, his figure swaying, he ducked his head to dodge the claw, and stabbed towards the armpit, even twisting his wrist as he stabbed to maximize the wound, but as a result...

Puff!

A mouthful of pus-blood sprayed at his head.

"Damn it."

Immediately, he closed his eyes, flipped backwards to create distance, and with just a support from his palm on the ground, he jumped onto the surrounding wall. The burning sensation on his cheek was extremely intense, even though his dodge was timely enough, the blood spraying everywhere was still the most terrifying poison.

No, it should be said to be Gu Worms.

Shoo—

Howling to the sky, the sound slowly changed from that of a crow, spreading arms, membranes already growing between forearms and upper arms with sparse feathers that looked like they had just sprouted. Black eyes fixed on the young man, and in the next second.

The bird’s head burst forth directly!

The long neck actually stretched beyond five meters, pecking towards the wall where Jiang Feng was!

"What the hell is this thing!"

In a rush, he could only dive to the side, staring at the monstrous and twisted limbs, almost dropping his jaw as the wall was pecked more than a foot deep, though shocking, Jiang Feng’s actions remained calm.

He glanced at the stretched-out neck, which was undoubtedly its weakest spot, then immediately swung his longsword sideways, pinched the sword seal, Spiritual Energy burst forth, and the Sword Control Technique sent the sword flying over!

"Break for me... huh?"

Stunned.

The flying sword only smashed a spark on the blood-covered neck.

Before he could stabilize himself, he saw the monster biting the wall, then kicked with both legs, as if the head, neck, and body each had their own thoughts, spreading the wing membranes and fluttering its hands, the whole body leaning against the wall.

Claws dug into the earthen wall, the twisting long neck slowly retracted back to the body, no wonder the bird looked so bulky, but in no time it waved its more-than-half-foot-long claws towards him.

Clang!

The base of the thumb was a bit numb.

"Am I in the wrong set?"

He cursed under his breath.

He even wondered if he had mistakenly wandered onto a Resident Evil set, the eeriness of this Sewing Monster almost made him throw up last night’s dinner, especially as the dust cleared and he was keenly aware of the bird’s neck.

All scales.

And fine snake scales at that, each one erect, with several broken scales on top, exactly the marks left by his sword.

Smelling the scent of living beings, it began furiously attacking Jiang Feng, although the night was shrouded by Blood Mist, with Jiang Feng’s eyesight he was able to capture each movement, dodging a claw and stabbing straight towards the left chest, then immediately withdrawing with a spray of blood.

Indifferent, stabbing into the heart posed no real threat to it, nor could it make any movement halt; the bird’s head once again left the belly and directly pecked towards the young man, but Jiang Feng didn’t dodge, simply waving his left hand.

"Rise!"

The light Paperman, upon touching that monster, instantly inflated!

A huge bear could be seen possessing the Paperman, knocking the monster back several steps, but it too was unfazed, raising its bird beak to grip, yet the Paperman felt no pain at all, not dodging, just exchanging blows with the bear claws.

For a moment, the whole backyard was filled with flying flesh and fluttering paper scraps.

At this moment, the inn transformed into a massive beast-fighting arena, the monster continually trying to spray its blood everywhere, but the Paperman, disembodied, had no reaction at all, only roaring and forcefully pulling at the monster’s body.

The two were fiercely fighting, giving Jiang Feng a brief respite, from his vantage point high up, his expression didn’t look great, as this Paperman was consuming more Spiritual Energy than he had anticipated, although his Spiritual Energy was very condensed, showing signs of liquefaction, but ultimately still only at the Qi Refinement level.

"This Sewing Monster is indeed formidable."

He muttered softly.

The flying sword in his hand was a trophy snatched from Wu Fangsheng, definitely a fine piece, yet after this exchange, it only left a few scars on the bird claws, including the snake-like long neck.

Blood Mist was still spraying, but now Jiang Feng, standing from a bystander’s perspective, noticed that the Blood Mist was indeed a bit strange, the Paperman rapidly tearing the monster’s body, merely with a Divine Soul possessing it to achieve such an effect, indicating that this Spiritual Beast Soul in its lifetime was at least at the Foundation Establishment level.

Jiang Feng indeed didn’t have a Beast Soul in his possession, but that didn’t mean Wu Fangsheng didn’t.

After Yu Ying helped him violently hack these two Qiankun Bags, the treasures inside vastly exceeded his imagination, Wu Fangsheng’s stock was mostly these meticulously crafted Papermen, or rather, Paper Beasts, and even included the Beast Souls he had spent half his life collecting.

As for the other Qiankun Bag, it contained... the items used by a true Evil Cultivator, which he would likely not use unless absolutely necessary.

Shoo—

The mournful cries of the bird echoed through the village, though it appeared strange, the monster was after all a newborn, still frail, its limbs torn to shreds, yet still using its snake-scale covered neck to entangle the Paperman.

Tearing and ripping the Paperman forcefully, it was only then that Jiang Feng noticed that the monster’s injured body was squirming and healing at an astonishing speed.

Narrowing his eyes, he clearly saw what was squirming.

"It’s Gu Worms."

"Not only can it control one’s mind, but it can also manipulate bodies. This isn’t healing of wounds, it’s sewing."

"This Sewing Monster in front of us must have been bred using the characteristics of these Gu Worms."

"Why are the Gu Worms used by that woman so similar, also capable of controlling corpses, and their color also very similar..."

The image of Cen Yueyue flashed through his mind, raising some doubts.

These past few days, besides searching for survivors in various villages, he was also scouring the mountains far and wide for traces of Cen Yueyue, but only heard that the siblings had headed south, not knowing their exact destination.

Combining this with the recent outbreak of Gu Poison in the southern part of Fengzhou, he found it hard to believe that this incident was unrelated to the siblings.

However, right now he wasn’t going to think too much, seeing the monster still fully extending its neck wrapped around the Paperman, he glanced at the bulging belly. If he wasn’t wrong, this was no longer any human-shaped woman, likely the inn Shopkeeper’s wife.

Inside the belly... was the unborn child.

He leaped forward.

But this time, he did not aim for the head nor the neck but plunged straight into the swollen belly!

"Ah! Ah!"

He let out consecutive roars.

The neck swiftly retracted back into the belly, but the young man’s expression didn’t change at all, just forcefully enlarging the wound, and the Spirit attached to the Paperman was immediately recalled. Before the bird claws could grab him, the young man actually directly thrust something into that swollen belly.

With a fierce kick, he used the reaction force to pull away the distance.

Based only on his recent observations, he deduced that the protruding belly was likely the critical point.

The reason was simple.

In these seven days, this was the only monster he had encountered mutated to such an extent; the people in the villages he passed only had unclear minds, but never appeared in such a form.

He soon realized what made this body different from others, likely the Gu poisoner had visited various villages and selected this pregnant woman, about to give birth.

A fierce gleam flashed through his eyes. No matter how carefree or flippant he usually was, always preaching about respecting others’ destinies, when innocent people got caught in the whirlpool, he would try to give justice.

Both hands covering its abdomen, the giant bird head kept shrieking towards the sky, a piercing voice that was even somewhat nauseating.

Jiang Feng raised his palm, a flame was burning in his hand, although it was the most basic Spell, as long as it ignites that thing inside the monster’s belly...

The flame in his palm disappeared in an instant and his body twisted without any warning!

Jiang Feng was quick in his reaction, but still felt a chill on his shoulder; if he were a bit slower, it might have been his neck that got bitten.

With a back kick, he sent the person flying seven or eight meters away, but the person still quickly got up from the ground, his eyes already blood-red, and his face also eerie familiar, it was Lao Yang whom he had just saved.

"Damn, how could I forget him!"

Glancing at the monster trying to pull out the iron rod inserted into its belly, then at the man rushing toward him, he realized that the sharp screams of the bird might be controlling the Gu Worms on the ground.

Ignoring the wound on his shoulder, the flame in his palm burned once again, knowing that fire and explosions were the best tactics against this regenerative monster.

Yet seeing Lao Yang rushing towards him, his legs seemed nailed to the ground.

Conflicted, immovable.

Eventually, he clenched his teeth; if Lao Yang was beyond saving, he naturally wouldn’t interfere, but if there was still a chance...

Bang!

He directly knocked down the oncoming Lao Yang.

The physical disparity between the two was terrifying, nearly without any strength to fight back, with a wave of his hand, a flame grasped Lao Yang’s neck and lifted him high.

In an instant, the flame nearly enveloped the body of the poor middle-aged Darts Master.

"Ah! Ahhhhh!"

The miserable howls echoed through the night sky, while the monster directly pulled the "thing" from its belly and threw it on the ground. Looking at the young man with glowing flames, a brutal expression flashed a hint of fear, then it actually limped back a few steps.

Even clumsily trying to spread the wing membrane between its arms to take flight, the comical scene might be due to its incomplete wings, unable to lift off, it could only hastily stride towards the outside.

"Damn it..."

Initially wanting to drop the person in his hands and chase, but he still exerted all his strength to energize a Fire Talisman and completely envelop the man’s body. The fire began to die out, but the high temperature still swept through Lao Yang’s body.

Lowering his arm, then placing his hand on various wounds on Lao Yang’s body, the pinkish blood that flowed out started evaporating due to the high temperature.

Soon, Lao Yang’s body showed many burn marks, although Jiang Feng had controlled the intensity, accidental injuries were inevitable. Surprisingly, Lao Yang’s murky eyes, although lifeless, had regained clarity.

Showing pain, but the young man just casually chopped a palm on the neck, knocking him out on the spot.

This was Jiang Feng’s method of treatment—simple and brutal.

No virus or bacteria could withstand high temperatures, although this was a self-damaging way to hurt the enemy more, it could at least save Lao Yang’s life.

The red mist filling the entire backyard disappeared under the high heat, looking towards the spot from before, he found that the monster had already vanished into the night.

Moreover, even if he could chase, was he supposed to leave Lao Yang and the elderly, women, and children taking refuge in the hillside temples behind?

The night fell into deadly silence, leaving only the ground littered with corpses and the young man sighing towards the sky.