The ultimate transmission fear beast stands on the Douluo Continent

Chapter 145 The Origin of Fear (monthly votes will be added for more updates, please vote for me~)

The cave is very long. As we explore deeper, we get farther and farther away from the cave entrance and the light becomes less and less. If it weren't for the lightning wrapped around Gu You's body, only Tang San's soul-guiding bone-penetrating nail would have been able to clear the way.

After walking for nearly ten minutes, Guyou found a bright light ahead. With a wink at Zhu Zhuqing behind him, Zhu Zhuqing understood and activated his second soul skill "Latent Shadow Attack" to hide in Gu You's shadow.

Xiao Wu activated her second soul skill, and after a while, she said to everyone who looked wary: "There is no sign of any life activity inside."

Gu You frowned. This was abnormal. How could someone who could hide in this place for at least half a year leave suddenly?

Could it be that his purpose was accomplished?

"Also," Xiao Wu's expression was ugly, "the smell of blood is very strong."

Upon hearing this, Gu You immediately rushed towards the depths. Everyone followed closely, wanting to know what was going on inside.

"This...this is..." Gu You's pupils trembled and his voice trembled slightly.

Hell on earth, only hell on earth can describe the scene before me.

In the deepest open area, the ground is densely packed with people. Fear, despair, madness, these expressions appeared on everyone's faces. There were various wounds all over his body. It was not caused by fighting, but more like self-mutilation caused by madness.

All the skin on the face was torn apart, exposing muscles and white bones. There were only holes left for the eyes, and a few relatively complete eyeballs remained among the pieces of flesh scattered on the ground.

Meng Yiran stumbled to sit on the ground, feeling as if the hand supporting him had touched something sticky. He raised his hand and put it in front of his eyes, only to see a dark red color in his palm.

"ah!!!!"

Meng Yiran's scream interrupted the silence in the cave. The three people, who had never seen such a scene before, vomited while holding on to the rock wall. Xiao Wu went over to comfort them. Gu You immediately rushed in to see if there were any survivors. Tang San called out the Blue Silver Grass and activated his second soul skill. The aroma of healing power filled the cave, slightly suppressing the strong smell of blood.

"Damn bastard!" After failing to find any survivors, Gu You gritted his teeth, and the words squeezed out from between his teeth were full of anger. He now wanted to crush the jaw of the person who did such a thing, and then, starting from his fingers, grind the person's bones into powder bit by bit.

"Brother You, come here quickly, something is wrong with someone here!"

Xiao Wu's words made Gu You wake up. He followed the sound and found people surrounding a corpse. The pale feet were covered in blood and flesh.

Lanta and the other three were also there, their faces still a little pale, but they forced themselves to observe the situation.

"What's wrong?" Gu You asked. The ground was full of corpses, and he didn't know what Xiao Wu found.

Hearing Gu You's voice, everyone dispersed to let Gu You in. Xiao Wu pointed and said, "See for yourself."

Guyou's eyes widened when he saw the people on the ground.

Although his face was covered in blood and flesh, there were two holes between his eyes. But unlike everyone else, his face did not have a frightened expression, but his mouth was closed and his brows were furrowed.

After quickly comparing the characteristics of this person, Gu You said in disbelief: "This is... Ah Wei?!"

………

"kill!!!!"

"Idiot, don't rush forward. Back away."

Zhao Jie's body was covered in blood, the bristles on his arms were missing here and there, and the ring finger and little finger on his left hand were missing. There were three scratches on his face, and blood was trickling down.

"Brother Jie, save me! I don't want to die!" There was fear on his face, and the words he shouted were also frightened, but his movements were strange and he rushed towards the group of soul beasts.

His figure was covered by the swarming soul beasts and disappeared from everyone's sight, leaving only the blood and pieces of flesh splashing out from it.

"Damn it!" Zhao Jie roared, using his teeth to pick up several soul beasts around him, and rushed over there. After only a few steps, more soul beasts rushed forward, and Zhao Jie had no choice but to retreat.

Seeing helplessly the members of the group dying in front of him, but unable to do anything about it, Zhao Jie roared at the soul master in the Wuhun Hall next to him: "Damn it, what's going on with you, why did it become like this?!"

"We don't know either!" The soul master in the Spirit Hall next to him looked like he was about to cry. Two soul rings, one white and one yellow, flashed alternately. The round shield on his arm knocked away all the approaching soul beasts accurately.

"The palace master asked us to organize a small team to go in. Only a minimum number of people should be left on the outside. Everyone else has gone into the Soul Beast Forest."

"What about them!!!"

"We don't know either! There were people coming out to get supplies at first, but fewer and fewer people came out every day. No one came out a month and a half ago!"

"Damn it!" Zhao Wei slammed the soul beast in front of him and flew away. After the soul beast screamed and landed on the ground, several white soul rings appeared. "You didn't send anyone in to look for it?"

"Yes, but they are also missing." The spirit master of Wuhun Palace shouted, took off the shield from his arm, and threw it at the spirit beast behind Zhao Jie who was preparing for a sneak attack. After knocking the soul beast away, it bounced back to the hand accurately.

"Well done, boy Rogers." Zhao Jie didn't even look back, and used his fang pick crazily to clean up the soul beast. "Where are you, the Lord of the Palace? It's such a big deal, why didn't you see him?"

Rogers used his shield to block the attack of the coyote dog, and easily shook away the shadow lizard lying on him. "I sent someone to look for him, but he's not in the office."

"He has been here for a year, and I haven't seen him." Zhao Jie spat blood at his side. The fangs on both sides were already stained with the blood of the soul beast. "He couldn't have escaped."

Rogers didn't answer, he just concentrated on fighting the soul beast. Zhao Jie didn't expect a younger brother to dare to complain about his leader to outsiders, so he just mentioned it casually and was ready to fight.

"Um?"

Suddenly, the soul beasts stopped attacking and slowly retreated facing the crowd. There were corpses all over the ground, including those of humans and spirit beasts, and countless spirit rings floating in the air.

"Did we... win?" Zhao Jie stared blankly at the retreating soul beast, his eyes full of disbelief.

The same was true for Rogers. He didn't expect that he could survive in this situation. He was about to laugh when suddenly he heard the sound of applause.

Snap, snap, snap

"You guys are very good." A man applauded and walked out of the shadows with a human skin book under his arm. He was tall and had slender limbs, but it could be seen from his exposed wrists that he should be very thin. His face was covered by a black robe, and his hands were covered in blood.

"I didn't expect you to be right here, Zhao Jie from the Taixuan Regiment." The man raised his hood, "This is the so-called "unfortunate". Things never develop according to plan. We can only constantly correct and improve it. "

The man raised his head. His face was covered with hideous scars, as if he had been scalded with boiling water, and his eye sockets were empty. Just looking at this face made Zhao Jie feel uncomfortable all over.

"Palace...Palace Master?" Rogers' voice was very shaken. He heard that the man's voice was exactly the same as that of his palace master, but his appearance was completely different.

"Ah, it must be Rogers." The man heard the voice and turned the two black holes towards Rogers. "You are still alive. I thought you would be among the first to die."

"Palace Master?" Zhao Jie couldn't believe that Wuhun Palace would send such a person to be the palace master.

"Zhao Jie, haven't you always wanted to meet me? I am the master of the Wuhun Hall here, Klein." The man wiped his face with his hand, and his face turned into a gentle man. Wearing a pair of black-rimmed glasses, he had a warm smile on his face.

"What?!" Everyone was shocked. Not only Zhao Jie and Rogers, but everyone else nearby didn't expect that just with a touch of their hands, their faces would completely change.

"Hahahahahaha" Klein covered his face and laughed wildly, and his gentle face turned into mist and dissipated.

"Are you really sure that everything you see now is real?"

The man smiled sinisterly and said, "Your breathing is very rapid."

………

"I am Zhao Wei, everyone calls me Ah Wei, and I am the deputy leader of the Taixun Regiment."

"I might be dying."

"It was just an ordinary day. I led my team members into a dark place to collect a rare medicinal material. But I didn't expect that this was the beginning of a nightmare."

"Hell, I'm in hell right now."

"I saw people tearing their faces apart and hitting the rock wall while crying and laughing."

"I saw someone gouge out their own eyeballs and put them in their mouths while screaming."

"I saw someone attacking people around them indiscriminately while screaming, but they were quickly killed by a man in black robes."

"That book, that blood-red book, that book with this face on it. It's pulling out the human soul and stuffing it into stone."

"The village disappeared in the flames, and everyone in the Taihun Regiment perished in the flames."

"The soul beast attacked the village, and both Jie Ge and A Tong died in the battle to cover the retreat of the villagers."

"Hallucinations, all hallucinations, I'm still in this cave."

"They couldn't escape. He didn't stop those people from escaping, but they always came back in a daze and had their souls sucked out."

"I couldn't see anymore. When I woke up, my eyes were completely black and my face was burning with pain."

"I must be ugly now and still crying. Brother Jie will definitely be laughed at when he finds out."

"Although I am far inferior to Brother Jie in combat, according to the new classification, I should be classified as a reconnaissance type soul master."

"Unlike the wild boar that Brother Jie uses to fight, my martial spirit has strengthened my sense of smell. Even if I can't see it now, I can smell the disgusting smell here and the breeze outside."

"Also, I haven't noticed the strange smell in the air in the past."

"The hallucinations are still happening, and every time I wake up, my head hurts more and more."

"It's not an illusion, it's not the eyes, it's the nose, it's the nose!"

"I'm running away, I have to run away, I have to run away."

"The rotten smell of dark places is the smell of freedom."

"I'm back again, the hand on my head is tightening and it feels like my soul is being torn apart."

"It hurts, it hurts, it hurts, it hurts, it hurts, it hurts, it hurts, it hurts, it hurts, it hurts, it hurts, it hurts, it hurts, it hurts, it hurts, it hurts, it hurts, it hurts, it hurts."

“Can’t open your mouth, can’t open your mouth, hold on, hold on, hold on, hold on, hold on, hold on, hold on, hold on, hold on, hold on, hold on, hold on, hold on,”

"I'm sorry, Brother Jie. I'll leave the training team to you."

"No matter who it is, please understand my meaning and discover my last gift."

………………

"Is he Ah Wei?"

"That's right." Gu You remembered that Zhao Jie told him Zhao Wei's characteristics. Although he was completely unrecognizable, the clothes on his body clearly showed that he was the Zhao Wei whom Zhao Jie asked them to find clues for.

"Why does he have this expression?" Gu You couldn't understand. It was clear that the faces of all the deceased here were filled with fear, pain, and despair. Why was only Zhao Wei's expression like he was enduring pain.

After a while, Gu You suddenly remembered something and took out the two identical tokens from his arms.

"This token is Zhao Wei's token!" Gu You suddenly realized something, turned over the token, looked at the word "mouth" carved with stone on the back, and then saw Zhao Wei's tightly closed mouth. .

"...Sorry, I'm offended." Gu You reached out and opened Zhao Wei's mouth with force.

Zhao Wei used all his strength to close his mouth tightly before he died. The stiff muscles after his death made Gu You only choose to open his mouth bit by bit.

When he opened his mouth, what he saw were cracks due to excessive force, some even broken teeth, and a piece of water cloth pressed against the roof of his mouth with his tongue.

Gu You carefully pulled out the cloth, and there was a piece of paper wrapped inside, with words written on it.

"Soul King, blind man, poisonous gas, fear, hallucination, human skin book can extract souls, flower rock monster, almost finished, protect the town, protect the town!!!"

"This is?!" Tang San saw the words on it and the three huge exclamation marks. He glanced at Zhao Wei with admiration, then took out the herbs from the soul guide and began to configure them according to the clues left by Zhao Wei. antidote.

From the behavior of Xiao Wu and others just now, Tang San judged that it might be related to hallucination, but because he didn't know the principle of hallucination, he didn't dare to randomly prepare the antidote.

Now that he knows that the most important principle is fear, Tang San knows how to break the influence of this poisonous gas, and he needs to choose medicine to calm his mind.

"That time..." Gu You recalled the hallucination he had when the hook-clawed cat attacked him.

"So that's it. The strong wind brought by the hook-claw cat at that time blew away the scent of the mistress next to me, so I had the previous hallucinations. Being so irritable in the dark place should also have something to do with this."

Gu You and Tang San had been to the even more terrifying Malicious Swamp, which felt even more uncomfortable than the dark land. The two people who had gone through the test of the Malicious Swamp couldn't stand the slightly better environment here just because they were affected by the environment in the forest. Diffuse toxic gas influence.

Zhao Wei, who tried his best to leave information, Gu You stretched out his fingers, gently pressed his frown on his frown, and rubbed it slowly.

"Thank you for your hard work, brother. Leave the rest to us."

………

"Oh, Soul King."

Klein looked at the black figure that suddenly appeared in front of him, as well as the five soul rings floating around him, two yellow, two purple and one black, with a hint of disdain at the corner of his mouth.

"Fallen One, your time of death has come."

The person who came was none other than Zhu Zhuqing's guard, who had been silently watching the soul beast attack. He knew very well that normally there would be no soul beast riot in this place.

If there is to be a soul beast riot, at least a qualified soul beast must appear as the leader. There are not even thousand-year soul beasts here, so it may be the work of the fallen.

He must be patient, retain his strength, and wait for the mastermind to appear.

"Jiejie, Jiejie, try this."

Klein opened the human skin book and took out a stone with blood-red patterns from his arms. Five optimally configured soul rings emerged from behind him, and his eyes exuded a sinister light.

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ps: It seems that no one has discovered the clues I laid earlier. I’m sad.

Two updates sent. I am personally quite satisfied with this plot. Although it has nothing to do with the protagonist, at least I think the characters are okay when I read it. I don’t know if any of you have played Chapter 2.6.5 of FGO. I want to shape these characters into the nameless cavalry, who are weak and ordinary, but can give out a small brilliance that only happens once with all their strength, leaving hope to the future. Because these two chapters are the product of an attack of literary youth, I decided not to read the comments. If I read them, I would be a dog.