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Chapter 38: Corpse Fairy

A dark red carp covered in pustules floated at the entrance of the cave.

The bone claws evolved from the fish's fins rested on the edge, and the fish's head looked like a twisted and painful human face, looking around the cabin.

Blood was gushing out from the sarcoma on the top of the head. Inside the gap, a pink-white umbilical cord was entangled and rising, and at the top was a strange mass of flesh covered with blood and meridians.

A naked torso that looks like a child is sitting cross-legged on it, in an incomprehensible posture. There are a large number of blood vessels connected to its back, transporting energy all the time.

The incense of unusual devotion is still burning, and the smoke is swallowed up by this kind of monster and converted into energy for its actions, causing it to raise its arms and pinch out the magic formula. The face without facial features is constantly trembling, like

What are you talking about.

"It is indeed a great blessing for all of us in the Shinto to gather here today. I am here today to introduce these comrades who have sacrificed their lives for the great cause into the immortal world, so that they can become corpse immortals to accompany us and continue to fight.

Get down!"

A crisp voice sounded in his ears. Yan Jing half-squinted his eyes and looked at the extremely moved Fallen Angel believers in front of him. He felt sick.

Yan Jing sensed something was wrong as soon as the carp appeared.

The sound it made was accompanied by a mental shock, and the fog that spread throughout the cabin was a downright poisonous fog.

He Xian and Lu Qing stood here in order to give other fallen angel believers psychological hints, making them think that everything was normal and the scenes they saw in their eyes were extremely real.

In fact, from the moment the carp appeared, they had fallen into a trap laid out by the Shintoists in advance.

As for this "Master Dao Lord", Yan Jing originally thought he could take this opportunity to meet the core figure of the Shinto people, but now it seems that what appears here is just a flesh-and-blood clone of the other party.

I have to admit that the other party's method was really unexpected.

If it weren't for the [Shen Nian] and [Xiang Liu] of the Dragon and Tiger Yama statues, even Yan Jing might have suffered this secret loss.

Of course, Yan Jing would not be kind enough to remind these Fallen Angel believers that they, who have long been polluted by the Fallen Angel belief, would be eager to accept the baptism of such a ritual.

No matter what he was thinking, Yan Jing still chose to imitate the people next to him, put on a longing expression, and fixed his eyes on the corpse in the bottom cabin, trying to figure out what the so-called "corpse fairy" was.

In the fantasy realm, the Taoist boy with the Immortal Wind Dao Bone was already levitating from the lotus platform. He was pinching out spells with his hands one after another and reciting obscure spells in his mouth. A light golden light gathered in front of him and turned into a mysterious talisman.

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Immediately, flower petals appeared in the entire bottom cabin along with the spiritual light, and then dispersed and poured into the corpses on the ground.

In an instant, spiritual patterns began to appear on their bodies, and their blue-grey skin gradually became white and rosy. Not to mention, the previous fatal injuries healed rapidly...

What Yan Jing saw at this time was a completely different scene.

The twisted mass of flesh under Mr. Daojun's seat flew out from under him and hovered above many corpses.

The strange carp screamed in pain, and Yan Jing finally understood where the sound he heard came from. It was actually the carp!

"If you eat a lot of food, your life will be long and your shape will be extended; if there is no moon and fire at night, people will not see me, and your shape will be invisible..."

As the speed of the mantra chanting became faster and faster, and the carp's pronunciation was not clear, Yan Jing could only roughly understand the first few sentences, and then he could only understand it by observing the changes in the twisted mass of flesh in front of him.

Master Daojun’s spell casting progress.

The twisted mass of meat with a diameter of half a meter was first stretched in all directions, turning into a disgusting piece of flesh covered with bluish-red meridians.

The smoke condensed by the power of faith generated by the unusual devotional incense pours into it.

Turning it into an extremely strange talisman.

With flesh and blood as its backbone, meridians and meridians outline its corners, and the umbilical cord continuously supplies energy to it...

The moment it took shape, the light in the bottom cabin, which was not bright in the first place, was completely swallowed up by shadows. The flames in the kerosene lamp were still beating, but they could not let their own light shine through.

The evil atmosphere is spreading wantonly.

At this moment, Yan Jing felt that his vocabulary was extremely lacking and he could not describe what he saw.

The horror he had experienced in the hidden disaster in the world of China came to mind, and Yan Jing immediately confirmed that this talisman was by no means an ability possessed by the Shinto people. It must be a power given to them by some evil spirit!

No wonder the Shinto people, a group of rats that have been dormant for many years, suddenly have the power to compete with the Three Laws Division and Hades. From this point of view, they have obviously found a channel to reach an agreement with the evil spirits from another world.

With this thought in mind, Yan Jing endured the discomfort caused by looking directly at the talisman in front of him and tried to record it, so that he might be able to gain further understanding through the underworld.

As the talisman was completely formed, a large number of flesh and blood tentacles began to extend from its bottom. After a brief delay in mid-air, they directly penetrated into the corpse on the ground and began to inject energy into it.

Become an immortal after defeating the enemy?

Thinking of what Lu Qing mentioned before, Yan Jing's attention turned to these corpses.

The Fallen Angel believers who were supposed to be completely dead suddenly started to tremble after receiving the infusion of these energies. Yan Jing originally thought that they would transform into zombies, but he did not expect that as time went by, their corpses actually started a new round of mutations.

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To be precise, the mutations of these Fallen Angel believers are completely different. They seem to follow a certain pattern, or the abilities acquired by the Fallen Angel they each believe in...

What Yan Jing saw now alone was a man with bat wings on his back, and a series of sarcoma bulges on his shoulders, which turned into a drum shape, with skewed thunder patterns on them. There was also a man whose body suddenly swelled, with sprouts all over his body.

The hair turns into a wolf shape.

Seeing the corpses in front of me that were becoming more and more out of human form.

Yan Jing's mind suddenly flashed into the true form of the Bodhisattva Sending Sons seen in Sun's dyeing workshop.

This talisman seems to be transforming these believers into the appearance of fallen angels.

At the end of the mutation, not only did their strength increase, but they also seemed to be given a new life. They no longer just lay on the ground, but stood up one after another and stood in the center of the bottom cabin without making any sound.

Immediately, they all walked towards the side of Mr. Dao Jun, looking as if they were defending him.

Corpse fairy?

No, this is clearly a different kind of zombie!

With the help of the power of faith in the incense of unusual devotion, is it possible to achieve this?

Even Yan Jing was astonished by Master Jun's strange methods, not to mention the fallen angel believers next to him.

Seeing that all the companions who thought they were unlucky turned into immortals.

They only regretted why they had spared their lives last night. They might as well have died on the battlefield.

At the same time, in their eyes, the Tao Lord who could turn the victim directly into a corpse immortal became a supreme existence. Many people fell to the ground and began to kneel down to him.
Chapter completed!
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