Slaying God: I, the insane and witty god

Chapter 774: The Demon Shadow is Fierce Under the Moon, and the Silver Ring Eliminates the Crisis

The fire in the fishing village had not yet been completely extinguished, and the smell of burnt wood mixed with the smell of blood penetrated into the nose.

Lin Qiye stood by the broken wall, watching Wu Hen's back disappear at the entrance of the alley, feeling like there was a stone stuck in his throat.

An Qingyu squatted on the ground, gently poking the bluestone slab that was burned through by the black flames with his fingertips, and there was still a bit of trance in his eyes when he looked up.

"He said some roads can only be walked alone." Lin Qiye suddenly spoke, his voice as hoarse as sandpaper scraping against iron sheets.

"What do you mean?"

An Qingyu didn't even look up. "Wu Hen is a man who only believes in his own calculations."

He rubbed the scorch marks on the stone slab with the sole of his shoe.

"The 'everything' that the Black King wants to take back is most likely related to what Chen Yangrong has hidden."

"And Chen Yangrong's secret..." He paused,

"It's related to the Red Moon."

Lin Qiye frowned: "Red Moon?"

"There was a lunar eclipse three days ago, and the red moon hung high in the sky all night." An Qingyu finally stood up and dusted off his trouser legs.

"The ancient texts of the Demon Suppression Division record that a red moon appeared, the earth's veins trembled, and those sealed underground..."

He looked up at the night sky. The moon was actually a normal white tonight. "Everyone who should be awake is awake."

Suddenly, a muffled sound was heard in the distance, as if something huge had hit the ground.

Lin Qiye's ears twitched, his hand already on the dagger at his waist: "What's that sound?"

An Qingyu also heard it, and his expression changed: "The mudflats east of the fishing village—Shen Qingzhu and the others went there to check for ley lines."

He ran away, "Go!"

Lin Qiye followed him and ran eastward. The closer they got to the mudflats, the stronger the fishy smell in the wind became.

After passing the last row of crooked fishing houses, the two of them suddenly stopped.

A huge black object stood on the mudflat, like a cut-off mountain.

Shen Qingzhu half-knelt, her back against a broken rock, Jiang Er huddled beside her.

Baili's fat round head popped out from the other side of the reef, sweat dripping down his forehead.

The big guy was a shadow, but there was a real entity wrapped in the shadow.

Chains emerged from the ground, thick enough to break an adult's waist.

It wrapped around the shadow's arms, legs, and even passed through its chest.

The shadow's face was distorted by the chains, but Shen Qingzhu still recognized those eyes - Cao Yuan,

Cao Yuan from the Demon Suppression Division always liked to chat with her while holding a teacup.

"Sister Zhu..." Jiang Er's voice was shaking.

"Is that Captain Cao?"

Shen Qingzhu didn't say anything.

She dug her nails into her palms and could feel blood oozing out.

Three days ago, Cao Yuan said he would teach her how to make a talisman to ward off evil spirits. Now his face was torn in two by the chains.

The left side was as gentle as usual, but the right side was covered in black scales, with something like ink dripping from between its teeth.

"Don't talk." Shen Qingzhu lowered his voice and held Jiang Er's wrist behind his back.

"Slowly move to the right and around the back of the fishing house."

Baili Pangpang's fat body trembled: "Move, move what? If that thing moves——"

"It can't move."

Shen Qingzhu stared at the chains, which were engraved with runes of the Demon Suppression Division.

Although some of them have been blurred by the black blood, they are still sizzling and emitting sparks.

"These are the Black Iron Soul Locking Chains that once sealed the Hydra." Her throat tightened.

"unless……"

"Unless the soul-locking chain breaks." An Qingyu's voice came from behind.

Lin Qiye and he ran over with their backs bent, hiding behind the reef next to Shen Qingzhu.

An Qingyu stared at the shadow, his pupils shrinking to the point of needles. "How could Cao Yuan turn into a demonic shadow? He went to West Town to deliver the files just the day before yesterday."

The shadow suddenly moved.

Its head, which had been lowered, slowly raised up, and the chains rattled.

Shen Qingzhu saw its throat move, making a sound like scraping iron: "It hurts..."

Jiang Er suddenly covered her mouth and tears fell.

That was Cao Yuan's voice, but it was mixed with something more hoarse, as if two people were speaking at the same time.

"It's looking at us." Lin Qiye whispered.

The shadow's gaze swept across the reef, and Shen Qingzhu felt a chill on the back of his neck, as if he was being stared at by a snake.

"You're not looking at us." An Qingyu suddenly looked up.

"Look at the moon."

Everyone followed his gaze upwards.

At some point, the moon turned red again.

The blood-like moonlight poured down, and the black sand at Shadow's feet suddenly caught fire, emitting green flames.

It raised its head and screamed from its split lips, the sound of which was enough to hurt people's eardrums.

"Ow—!"

The sea surface suddenly exploded.

A huge wave rolled over the fishing boat, and Shen Qingzhu was dragged into the crevice of the reef by Lin Qiye, with salt water pouring down on her head.

When the waves receded, smoke rose from the chains on the mudflat, and the originally clear runes were now only a few charred marks.

"The Soul Locking Chain is about to give out!" An Qingyu roared.

"We need to cut off the influence of the Red Moon—"

"How do I cut off the red moon?" Lin Qiye wiped the water off his face.

"That's the moon in the sky!"

The shadow suddenly struggled forward, and one of the chains broke with a snap.

Shen Qingzhu saw the chains on its chest break, revealing a black hole with the same black flames as those on the Black King surging inside.

"It wants revenge on Hongyue." An Qingyu's voice trembled.

"When the demonic shadows were sealed underground, the red moon shone upon their souls... Now that the red moon has emerged again, they bear a grudge."

"What about Cao Yuan?" Shen Qingzhu stared at the shadow's distorted face.

"Is his soul still there?"

No one answered.

Shadow broke another chain, this time getting closer to the group.

Baili Pangpang's round belly was shaking. "How about we run first? Wait for the Demon Suppression Division's large force—"

"I can't run away." Lin Qiye stared at the black sand under Shadow's feet.

"The sand is crawling towards us, as if it has life."

Shen Qingzhu looked down and saw that there was indeed some fine sand seeping in through the cracks in the rocks. It felt cool and stuck to his ankles like crawling bugs.

She drew the peach wood sword from her waist with her backhand and placed the tip of the sword on the sand pile. The runes immediately lit up and white smoke rose from the sand with a "sizzling" sound.

"The magic of the Demon Suppression Division is effective against it!" Jiang Er's eyes lit up.

"But it won't last long." An Qingyu took out a yellow talisman.

"I still have three evil-breaking talismans here. Lin Qiye, you guard the left side, Shen Qingzhu the right side, and Baili Pangpang... you're responsible for picking up stones to hit its eyes!"

"When has my fat uncle ever done such rough work——"

"Now!"

Shadow screamed again, and this time three of the chains broke.

Shen Qingzhu saw its hand raised up, with black nails growing on the fingertips, half a person's height.

She gritted her teeth and slapped the evil-breaking talisman on the peach wood sword. The rune glowed blue and the tip of the sword pointed directly at Shadow's throat.

"Sister Zhu, be careful!" Jiang Er suddenly pulled her arm.

Shen Qingzhu rolled sideways, and Shadow's nails scraped across her shoulder, instantly burning a hole in the fabric and causing her skin to feel a burning pain.

Lin Qiye's dagger slashed on Shadow's arm, sending sparks flying.

Shadow swung his hand back, and he was knocked against the reef. He slid to the ground with a groan.

"Lin Qiye!" An Qingyu threw out two talismans to break the evil spirits. The talisman paper stuck to the shadow's chest, and black gas came out.

Shadow felt pain and let out a long howl towards the sky. This howl was louder than before, even the rocks were shaking.

Shen Qingzhu took the opportunity to get up and stabbed the peach wood sword into the shadow's wrist.

Black blood spurted out and splashed on her face, burning her so much that she almost let go.

But the wound only emitted two bursts of black smoke before it began to heal at an alarming speed.

"It's immortal?" An Qingyu's face turned pale. "How could it be..."

"Chen Yangrong!" Lin Qiye stood up, holding his stomach.

"The 'Immortality' he was researching! Cao Yuan must have been tampered with by him—"

The shadow suddenly stopped moving.

Its gaze locked onto the red moon again, and a whimpering sound came from its throat, as if it was crying.

Shen Qingzhu saw that the black scales on its face were peeling off, revealing Cao Yuan's skin underneath, and there were tears in the corner of its left eye.

"help me……"

The sound was so soft, as soft as a sigh.

But everyone heard it.

Jiang Er burst into tears and stumbled forward: "Captain Cao! Captain Cao, I'm here—"

"Jiang Er!" Shen Qingzhu rushed over to pull her, but was still a step too slow.

Shadow's hand suddenly raised up, not to attack, but to gently touch Jiang Er's head.

Jiang Er's tears stained the back of its hand, and the black scales shrank back with a hiss.

"Xiao Jiang..." Shadow's voice finally became clearer.

"Don't come near...it's going to eat me..."

"Who? Who wants to eat you?" Jiang Er grabbed its wrist.

"We'll rescue you and take you back to the Demon Suppression Division—"

"It's too late..." Shadow's fingers slowly tightened, not pinching, but rubbing the top of Jiang Er's head like before.

"Red Moon... Red Moon is urging it..."

Suddenly, there was a "bang" sound from the sea surface, as if something had hit the seabed.

Shen Qingzhu turned around and saw the sea surface under the moonlight was shining with a strange silver light.

It was like a huge ring was rising from the deep sea, and wherever it passed,

The waves were shattered into pieces, and even the wreckage of the fishing boat began to blur, as if it had been erased by an eraser.

"What is that?" Baili Pangpang's voice changed.

An Qingyu stared at the sea, his face paler than a ghost: "Time goes back...it's the power of time going back..."

The shadow suddenly trembled violently. It stared at the silver light on the sea, black flames bursting from its eyes and ears: "It's it! It's it that's here to wipe me out—"

"Eliminate?" Lin Qiye gripped the dagger tightly.

"Who wants to erase you?"

Shadow didn't answer.

It used up its last bit of strength to push Jiang Er away and roared at Shen Qingzhu:

"Take Xiao Jiang and run! Run to the west! Don't look back—"

The chains snapped.

The shadow shot up into the sky, wrapped in black flames as it crashed into the red moon, but the silver light on the sea was also rushing up, faster than it.

Shen Qingzhu saw that wherever the silver light passed, the reef that had just been broken by the shadow was recovering.

The beach scorched by black blood began to grow green grass again, and even the tears on Jiang Er's face began to flow back.

"Run!" An Qingyu pulled Jiang Er and ran westward. Lin Qiye carried Baili Pangpang on his back, and Shen Qingzhu gritted his teeth and followed.

She looked back one last time—the shadow was still rushing upwards.

But its lower half had begun to blur, like a videotape with the rewind button pressed.

And the silver light was getting closer and closer to them.

The salty sea breeze rushed into Shen Qingzhu's throat, and his lungs felt like they were on fire.

She gripped Jiang Er's wrist and could feel the little girl's nails almost digging into her flesh.

Jiang Er was crying, but when the silver light flowed back over her head, her tears were sucked back into her eye sockets and condensed into trembling water droplets on her eyelashes.

This counterintuitive scene made her feel even colder than the shadow.

"To the left! The reef!" An Qingyu's voice was torn into pieces by the wind.

Lin Qiye carried Baili Pangpang on his back and knocked open half of the remaining wall. The wall dust fell on the back of Shen Qingzhu's neck, making her shiver with coldness.