God Slayer: Make Up for the Past

Chapter 169: The End of the Deserted Village: Rest of the Wrathful Spirits

The black fog was like the claw of a giant beast, tightly strangling the throat of the deserted village.

The air was filled with a biting chill that made people's hair stand on end.

Chu Feng and Pan Yue rushed into the village, and the scene before them made their hearts sink.

The originally peaceful village now looked like a haunted den.

The houses were dilapidated, the fields were barren, and the air was filled with a disgusting stench.

What’s even more terrifying is that the villagers all have pale faces and empty eyes, wandering around the village like zombies.

"It's too late..." Pan Yue's voice trembled. He held the weapon tightly in his hand, and his palms were full of cold sweat.

Chu Feng said nothing. He clutched the notebook tightly, veins bulging on the back of his hand. He knew that all this was because they were a step too late.

"Look, it's them!" A villager pointed at Chu Feng and Pan Yue, his voice sharp and piercing.

The other villagers turned their heads at the sound, a strange light flashing in their empty eyes. They slowly approached Chu Feng and Pan Yue, like puppets being controlled.

"What's the point of them coming back? They're going to die anyway!" Another villager laughed sinisterly, his tone full of malice.

"That's right, you overestimate your own abilities and still want to go against the master? It's simply a pipe dream!" A burly villager said in a muffled voice. He glanced at Chu Feng with contempt, as if looking at an ant.

The surrounding villagers echoed in their response, their voices growing louder and sharper, like the howling of evil spirits, chilling to the bone.

Chu Feng took a deep breath and tried to stay calm.

He knew that now was not the time to get entangled with these manipulated villagers.

He must find the source of the vengeful spirit as soon as possible to completely resolve this crisis.

"Pan Yue, cover me!" Chu Feng growled and rushed towards the center of the village.

Pan Yue followed closely behind, brandishing his weapon to force the approaching villagers back. "Be careful!" he shouted, his tone filled with worry.

Chu Feng did not look back. He stared straight ahead. He knew that he must succeed, otherwise, he, Pan Yue, and the entire deserted village would be doomed.

He felt the notebook warm in his hand, as if responding to the determination in his heart.

Suddenly, a gust of cold wind blew over, and Chu Feng felt a powerful force enveloping him... A cold voice rang in his ears: "You... are finally here..."

Chu Feng was dragged to the square in the center of the village by an invisible force.

In the center of the square, a twisted black figure was suspended in the air, and a cold aura emanated from it.

The surrounding villagers knelt on the ground mechanically like puppets, muttering to themselves as if they were performing some evil ritual.

"You're finally here..." The black figure made a harsh sound, like nails scraping across a blackboard, "I've been waiting for you for a long time."

Chu Feng steadied himself, took out the notebook from his arms and held it high.

"I know what you are! I also know who's manipulating you!" He pointed at his notebook and spoke in a loud voice, "This notebook records the history of this village for a hundred years, and also records the crimes of you so-called 'masters'!"

He read out the contents of the notes word for word: In order to gain some kind of power, the evil organization conducted evil experiments in the village, causing the villagers to become what they are today, neither human nor ghost.

They use the power of vengeful spirits to control the villagers and make them work for them.

When the villagers heard Chu Feng's words, a hint of clarity gradually appeared in their originally empty eyes.

They begin to recall events from the past, their families, their friends, their lives.

"So... that's how it is..." murmured a villager, his eyes filled with pain and regret.

"We...were cheated..." Another villager covered his face and burst into tears.

More and more villagers woke up. They looked at the notes in Chu Feng's hand and the black figure in the center of the square, and the anger in their hearts erupted like a volcano.

"Liar! You liars!"

"Give me back my family! Give me back my friends!"

"We've all been harmed by you!"

The villagers stood up one after another, pointing angrily at the black figure, and curses echoed throughout the square.

The black figure seemed to be affected, its body began to become unstable and it let out a sharp roar.

"Foolish mortals! You know nothing!"

Suddenly, an even more powerful force erupted from the black figure, and black mist surged towards Chu Feng like a tide.

"This power... is wrong!" Chu Feng was shocked. He felt that this power was stronger and more evil than before.

"It seems that they have already started to act..." The black figure laughed coldly, "Are you ready to meet your doomsday?" It stretched out its claws and pounced towards Chu Feng.

The air was filled with a suffocating sense of oppression. Chu Feng knew that the real battle had just begun...

The black fog surged in like a tide, bringing with it a biting chill and a sickening stench.

Chu Feng endured the discomfort and dodged the attack of the sharp claws by moving sideways, while holding his hand tightly against his chest.

He knew that this notebook not only recorded the truth, but also might contain some kind of power.

In the base of the evil organization, Chu Feng not only learned the reasons for the formation of vengeful spirits, but also learned some methods to restrain them.

He quickly recalled the knowledge, muttering to himself and forming complex seals with his hands.

Golden runes flowed out from his fingertips, interweaving into a light net in the air, blocking the black fog out.

The leader of the evil spirits roared angrily, and the black fog became more violent, constantly impacting the light net.

Chu Feng gritted his teeth and continued to inject spiritual power to maintain the light network, but he knew that this was not a solution.

He needs to find the weakness of the vengeful spirit leader and defeat him with one strike.

"You're just a pawn being used!" Chu Feng shouted, trying to awaken the remaining consciousness of the vengeful spirit leader. "They're using your hatred to make you their tool!"

The leader of the evil spirits seemed to hesitate for a moment, and the surge of the black fog also slowed down slightly.

Chu Feng seized this opportunity, turned his notebook to the page that recorded the method of salvation, and recited the ancient spell quickly.

Golden light burst out from the notes, illuminating the entire square.

The leader of the evil spirits howled in pain, and its body began to twist and deform, eventually turning into specks of starlight and dissipating in the air.

"It's over..." Chu Feng let out a long sigh, his body feeling weak.

Liu Yue, who had been hiding in the distance, saw Chu Feng successfully resolve the crisis, her eyes full of admiration and love. She rushed to Chu Feng and hugged him tightly.

"Chu Feng, you're amazing!" Liu Yue's voice was choked. "I...I'm really worried about you."

Chu Feng gently patted Liu Yue's back, feeling her warmth, and a warm current surged in his heart.

The deserted village returned to its former tranquility, and the villagers gradually freed themselves from their fear and started a new life.

Chu Feng and Pan Yue stood side by side at the entrance of the village, looking into the distance. The road of the night watchmen was still long, and their story had just begun.

Suddenly, two carrier pigeons flew down from the sky and landed in the hands of Chu Feng and Pan Yue respectively.

They unfolded the letter, which contained only a short line of words: Meet at Maple Valley at noon tomorrow.

The two exchanged glances, each seeing confusion in the other's eyes. Maple Valley? What were they going there for? The letter didn't mention any specific mission.

Pan Yue put the letter away and turned to look at Chu Feng. "It seems we have a new mission."

Chu Feng nodded and looked towards the direction of Maple Valley, with a hint of complex emotions flashing in his eyes.

He reached into his pocket and tightly grasped the notebook that recorded everything... A new journey began.