I Got My Cheat Skill by Acting My Way into a Horror Protagonist Role Chapter 70
After hunting geese all your life, you finally get pecked in the eye by one.
How utterly hopeless and helpless must those young maidens have felt when they fell into this fox den back in the day?
Now their bones litter the ground, unable to be laid to rest properly, their very souls completely devoured by these monsters—not even a shred left to enter the cycle of reincarnation.
Marriage, marriage—
Today, they've married a Ghost Bride! Let these local foxes see clearly whether they can afford this marriage!
If they want to marry, they'll have to pay with their lives!
"You wild ghost! This Grandmother will definitely grind your bones to dust and scatter your ashes!"
"You still dare block us? Move aside for Grandmother!..."
Although the Ghost Bride didn't seem deeply cultivated, her resentment was endless, momentarily appearing bottomless. The Yin energy between her moves was extremely pure and orthodox.
For some unknown reason, she also seemed highly resistant to their innate illusion techniques. After brief moments of distraction, she could quickly regain her senses and restrain them again.
She completely disregarded herself. Dozens of wounds had already pierced through her body, yet she still fought with ruthless ferocity, solely to keep them momentarily occupied.
Judging by this posture, she likely possessed some rare treasure that stabilized her soul and preserved her spirit. Something with that effect would undoubtedly be an extremely precious treasure.
The eldest Crimson Fox on the main seat clearly realized this.
Flames filled the sky, her fox descendants scattering in panic—who knew how many had died. She could no longer maintain her intention to slowly torture and kill the Ghost Bride before her, shouting directly, "Quickly finish this! Hold nothing back!"
Several Crimson Foxes nodded in acknowledgment.
Just as the White Foxes below noticed another silent bridal chair and planned to investigate it.
The other two three-tailed Crimson Foxes battling the Ghost Bride also noticed, ferocious light flashing in their eyes.
They exchanged a subtle glance with several other Crimson Foxes. While simultaneously attacking the Ghost Bride.
Feinting east while striking west, using illusion techniques as cover, they transformed into an untouchable red mist, sweeping past the Ghost Bride's blocking Red Silk Ribbons like a swift wind to assault the bridal chair on the ground.
There must be something inside!
One three-tailed Crimson Fox swung her palm down at the bridal chair mid-air, that red-furred claw containing terrifying force, growing larger and larger. If it landed directly, it would be enough to crush that bridal chair into dust.
Meanwhile, the other three-tailed Crimson Fox threw three bone needles gleaming with cold light toward the bridal chair, demonic energy swirling around them, faint cries of misery and sorrow audible between them.
Sure enough, there was something the Ghost Bride cared about inside that bridal chair. She momentarily lost focus, wanting to intercept the two three-tailed Crimson Foxes' attacks.
"Hmph, still daring to divide your attention!" Seizing this opening, the remaining three Crimson Foxes launched a sneak attack directly from behind. The Ghost Bride couldn't dodge in time, a fox tail piercing straight through her left shoulder, blood spraying, revealing stark white bone.
She grunted, violently retreating backward.
Disregarding her injuries, her right hand sent Red Silk Ribbons flying. Unfortunately, she could only wrap around the three bone needles, her arm going numb, forced to deflect them back.
She blocked one attack, but the other was impossible to resist.
Just as that enormous palm imprint was about to descend, the Ghost Bride's pale, bloodless chin beneath the red veil was slightly exposed, her thin lips parting as she shouted straight downward, 『***』—
"BOOM—"
Who knows what those three words referred to—something seemingly not belonging to this realm. They couldn't even hear the name.
The bridal chair split apart with a crash before the three-tailed Crimson Fox's palm could land. An ugly monster covered in writhing tentacles leaped out from within, advancing instead of retreating.
The brown-furred monster tore open a fissure in its center, revealing an enormous, sharply-toothed mouth. From deep within that mouth, a hand dripping with thick blood and mucus suddenly extended, a blood-red eyeball bulging outward from the palm, trembling slightly.
"BANG—"
Two palms collided, creating a shockwave that shattered the pavilion's supporting pillars, rubble falling to the ground.
An extremely bizarre entity, twisted and evil, the magic it employed seemingly not derived from this world's Dao techniques—resembling resentment curses, yet not quite.
The three-tailed Crimson Fox retracted her claw, feeling only intense stinging pain.
Ineffable contamination from another realm invaded it. The flesh beneath her claw's skin wriggled madly, blood vessels bulging.
Then eyeballs finally burst through the fur, emerging one after another, blood mixed with sticky fur turning outward, disgusting and ugly.
Crimson Foxes prized beauty. Seeing her hand transformed into such a horrifying state, and sensing that eerie, persistent corrupting energy continuing to erode upward along her arm.
Acting decisively, the three-tailed Crimson Fox directly severed her claw. The contaminated fox claw fell to the ground, still crawling incessantly, as if alive.
She sealed her wound with magic, so no blood flowed out.
Limb regeneration wasn't difficult for a demon of her cultivation level—with proper rest and finding some heavenly treasures, it would quickly regrow.
"Third Sister! Don't let that wild ghost escape!—"
Big Sister's furious shout came from behind. Before the three-tailed Crimson Fox could react, she saw a Red Silk Ribbon flash before her, wrapping around the brown-furred monster's extended blood-colored tentacle with lightning speed.
The Ghost Bride's Yin energy surged dramatically, forcibly breaking through the several Crimson Foxes' encirclement again to join that indescribable monster.
After exchanging one move, the bizarre monster didn't prolong the fight either. Pulling the Ghost Bride to its side, it jumped straight down the mountain stone steps, rushing into the endless sea of fire reflecting the entire night sky.
"After them!—"
"All of you, chase them!!—"
Several Crimson Foxes also charged into the sea of flames. Two split off to rescue the panicked foxes, trying to control the fire, while the other three continued pursuing the Ghost Bride.
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【It hurts it hurts it hurts—】
【My arm is so sore, I feel like I never want to swing red silk ribbons again in my entire life!】
【Should I say it's worthy of being cunning foxes? Attacking hostages, sneak attacks from behind—completely lacking martial virtue! If you have the guts, come fight again? In a one-on-one fight, who's afraid of who—】
【It really hurts, I feel like I'm going to die on the spot again...】
【...Speaking of which, it smells so good, can I really not take a bite?】
【If I took one bite, could I immediately ascend to immortality right here on the spot...】
Xiao Gui'an's thin lips beneath the red veil were pressed tightly together, his pale, delicate face slightly twisted from the intense pain.
Little 'Scavenger', suppressed by the Heavenly Dao Rules, had to shrink back into the wedding gown sleeve. The bloody hole in Xiao Gui'an's left shoulder continued oozing corpse blood, his entire arm hanging limp.
Looking at the male infant in the bamboo basket in his right hand, emitting a fatally attractive aura, bloodshot veins spread across Xiao Gui'an's eyes. Black corpse patterns reappeared on his face, his throat emitting unpleasant rasping sounds. 【Just one small bite, just one small bite...】
Zhang Daotian in the bamboo basket seemed completely unaware of the approaching danger. The Ghost Bride above had already lowered her head, her pale, bony hand crossing the boundary for the first time, clamping directly around the male infant's fragile neck.
"Snap—"