Out of fear of death, Invest Everything into Health-Chapter 294 - 150: Abyss Prison Guard and Beggar Nuo Ghost

Chapter 294: Chapter 150: Abyss Prison Guard and Beggar Nuo Ghost

Any description is powerless in the face of this kind of pain.

To him, it was like walking constantly on the edge of life and death. This was not the life and death of the body, but of the soul, will, emotions, thoughts, and values.

His heart was as clear as a bright mirror.

But it was precisely this clarity that forced him to "perfectly" receive every shred of pain with the best, richest senses.

He struggled to keep his eyes wide open, his eye corners tearing.

He struggled to breathe, his lungs even felt like they were exploding.

His body was not under any attack; it was himself, because the pain was so intense, it was uncontrollable to the point of wanting to commit suicide.

Lord Rou wrapped him in a bed of flesh, immobilizing him to prevent him from committing suicide.

Gray sorrow spread out.

Until a certain moment when Fan Wubing’s vision suddenly darkened, and he could no longer hold on. His soul fell into a bottomless abyss, falling forever, yet never reaching the bottom.

"Lord Envoy!" The Mountain God rolled and crawled to Fan Wubing’s side.

Lord Rou sighed, "Alas."

The Mountain God’s tears ran dry, trembling as he asked, "Fai... failed?"

Lord Rou mourned, "The pain of over seven hundred diseases... who can bear it?"

"Lord Envoy, he... he’s still breathing, still breathing!" The Mountain God’s eyes widened with hope as he looked at Lord Rou, "Lord Rou, save him, save Lord Envoy!"

Lord Rou’s voice trembled, "His physical body is very strong, incredibly strong. But, but... this poor child’s soul is fragile like paper. I only realized just now... that he has endured for so long with such a weak soul."

"Wha... what!" The Mountain God’s eyes widened, "How can that be? Lord Envoy, who can strike down a Divine Split Realm demon cultivator in one stroke, how can his soul be weak, how can it be weak!" He couldn’t believe it; such a heroic and godly Lord Envoy could have a soul as fragile as paper.

"But... that’s the truth." When saying "truth," Lord Rou was trembling violently as several flesh-made tentacles descended, wrapping Fan Wubing, trying to awaken his soul.

But... they couldn’t find where his soul was.

"Why... why is this happening!" The Mountain God cried blood when he could shed no more tears. His once plump eyes were now deeply sunken.

Suddenly, a violent tremor came from the ground.

Shockingly, the Mountain God looked up, "Wha... what’s happening?"

Lord Rou’s voice was terrifying, "Someone’s here."

"Who?"

"Two maniacs suffering terribly from disease who have extremely unstable spirits."

"What do they want to do?"

"A massacre."

The Mountain God shuddered, "Are they demon cultivators?"

"Not demon cultivators, but far scarier than demon cultivators. Their murderous intent and karma are more intense than any demon cultivator I’ve seen at Queyu Mountain." Black and red bloodstains rolled from Lord Rou’s body, "This is their murderous intent."

The Mountain God felt a little of it, and turned pale with fear.

As an Earth God who had never left Queyu Mountain, he couldn’t imagine there were such bloodthirsty people in the world.

"Lord Rou, what should we do?" The Mountain God’s legs were weak, trembling terribly.

Lord Rou said, "Take the child and leave from the back mountain, hide him away. Don’t let them find him."

"Are they after Lord Envoy?"

"No... they are after the disease in him."

At this moment, a crack tore through space. Cold moonlight spilled in.

A head poked through the crack, a fierce "Nuo Ghost Face" distorted and bizarre in the dim light.

The head said eerily, "Found you!"

"Ah, ah!" The Mountain God fell to the ground in fear. He had never seen anyone who looked like a ghost yet was a thousand times scarier than a ghost.

Lord Rou shouted, "Take him, go quickly!"

The Mountain God stammered, "I can’t move, I can’t move!" His legs were powerless.

"Quick!" 𝚏𝗿𝗲𝐞𝐰𝚎𝕓𝐧𝚘𝘃𝗲𝐥.𝐜𝚘𝕞

Wang Shi greedily stared at Fan Wubing and said dreamily, "So my good friend is here. So many... so many diseases! One, two, three... there’s no way to count them all!" He opened his mouth, revealing sharp teeth, and grinned viciously.

Seeing the way he looked at Fan Wubing, the Mountain God inexplicably found a rush of courage, suddenly having the strength, he picked up Fan Wubing and began to run wildly.

"Nowhere to run!" Wang Shi grabbed either side of the crack and tore it apart, splitting Sickness City in half, fully exposing Lord Rou’s body, which resembled a gigantic deep-sea octopus.

Upon seeing Lord Rou’s appearance, Wang Shi spat, "Disgusting!"

Then, the usually calm Li Jiu suddenly became excited, "Finally found something interesting, this trip wasn’t in vain, it was worth it."

Wang Shi shouted, "Li Jiu, you deal with this disgusting thing, I’ll catch the mouse!"

"Alright!" That was exactly Li Jiu’s intention.

Wang Shi tensioned his legs, a surge of momentum spread from underneath him, flattening everything around. With such brute force, he leaped into the air, his body igniting in flames, descending like a fire meteor towards the fleeing Mountain God in the forest.

"Stay with me!" A thick flesh tentacle swiftly darted towards Wang Shi in the air, wrapping around his legs and pulling him down, smashing him hard into the ground repeatedly.

Li Jiu, upon seeing this, was even more exhilarated, "Good, good, excellent! Just as it should be!"

He stood on his left leg alone, holding a cane in his right hand, pointing at Lord Rou. His stance holding the cane was just like a swordsman.

He really was a swordsman! He slashed a bursting Sword Qi with his cane. As it surged out, it tore through the rain curtain, spreading around, reducing everything to dust, finally falling heavily on Lord Rou’s tentacle, slicing it instantly. The severed tentacle withered in less than a breath, crumbling into pieces with the wind.

Wang Shi’s face twisted like crumpled paper, "Damn, damn disgusting thing!"

He moved along the ground, suddenly burrowing into it, his fists fell on Lord Rou like a violent storm. Each punch splattered a wave of flesh. It was the most unreasonable, brutish, technique-less battering. He vented his anger on Lord Rou without restraint. Lord Rou’s giant body, coiled beneath Sickness City, shrank continually under the onslaught of fists and Sword Qi.

Lord Rou’s roots had long been deeply embedded in Sickness City. He could not leave. Nor would he evade, building a flesh wall with his body, blocking Li Jiu and Wang Shi. He had never thought about why he did this, it was simply the same as every day for a hundred years.

This was his duty as a "Guardian God."

Either stay, or be killed.

Only these two outcomes.

Li Jiu, trembling with excitement, was surging with Qi and Blood like Sword Qi, wanting to chop the mountain of flesh before him into minced meat for cooking!

Ultimately, Lord Rou was made of flesh. He was massive, but clumsy. He was strong, but his enemies were stronger, and there were two of them.

Sickness City had almost turned into ruins.

The people who lost their home were confused and frightened.

Lord Rou knew that once he died, they would be left homeless, becoming the weakest in this ugly world.

But what could Lord Rou do?

Just as he couldn’t cure their diseases, tonight he couldn’t protect them either.

But he had tried his best.

"At least, at least hold on until the Mountain God takes that child and escapes here..."

Wang Shi bypassed the flesh wall Lord Rou had built and charged towards the direction where the Mountain God fled.

Lord Rou desperately tried to block, but a Sword Qi impeded him first.