sinovels Chapter 967 Death Forbidden Zone
Chapter 967 Death Forbidden Zone
Without the slightest hesitation, the four henchmen simultaneously sped off in four different directions. Their speed was incredible; a halo of Origin Qi exploded beneath each of their feet, propelling them like arrows released from a bow.
Hattie herself chose a direction—the opposite of the Bone Ruins—and unleashed her full power. Her speed was as fast as a dark red lightning bolt, leaving a long afterimage on the layer of bone ash.
However—the behemoth merely turned its head slightly, and a mocking glint flashed in its dark golden vertical pupils.
Its tail moved.
The enormous tail, as large as a steel whip, swept out at a speed almost imperceptible to the naked eye. The layer of ashes was directly pressed into a smooth groove in the path of the tail, and the air emitted a sharp, explosive sound.
The fastest runner didn't even have time to scream before being struck directly by the giant tail mid-air—his protective aura shattered like paper upon contact, and his body was smashed in two at the waist by the terrifying force. His upper and lower halves separated in mid-air, flesh and internal organs gushing out like two tattered rags, flying hundreds of feet away before crashing into the layer of ashes, tumbling a few times, and then remaining still.
The remaining three thugs turned pale and ran even faster.
The behemoth did not give chase. It simply turned its head to look at the thug in the second direction, and then opened its mouth.
A beam of fluorescent blue light shot out from its mouth at incredible speed, like a laser piercing the heavens and the earth. The moment the thug was struck by the beam, his body began to crystallize—from his feet to his waist, to his chest, to his head. In less than a thousandth of a breath's time, his entire body was completely covered by a layer of fluorescent blue crystals, turning him into a lifelike statue. Then, it shattered with a deafening roar, turning into countless tiny fluorescent blue fragments that scattered among the ashes.
"No—!" The third thug roared in despair. His fists clashed violently, and his inner energy exploded. He was like a burning meteorite, rushing upwards towards the giant beast—he gave up on escaping and chose to fight desperately.
The behemoth didn't even glance at him. It simply raised one of its front paws and casually slapped it down.
The thug's all-out attack was like a mosquito hitting a metal plate under the giant beast's claws—it didn't even make a ripple. He was slammed into the depths of the ash layer by the giant claws and buried alive.
The ground was blasted into a deep pit tens of meters wide, and a dark red liquid seeped from the bottom of the pit, which was quickly swallowed up by the surging ashes around it.
The fourth thug had already run the furthest distance; his figure was becoming blurred in the gray-white mist and was about to disappear into the distance.
The giant beast slowly turned its head and glanced in that direction.
Then, it took a deep breath.
The breath it inhaled was extremely long and deep, and the terrifying suction force swept up the hundreds of feet of bone ash around it, like a giant gray-white dragon being swallowed whole. Then, it violently exhaled in that direction—
boom--!!!
A beam of fluorescent blue light, ten times thicker than before, pierced the heavens and earth like divine punishment. Wherever the beam passed, it plowed a scorched trench tens of feet wide into the ground, and the ashes on either side of the trench instantly crystallized, forming two fluorescent blue crystalline walls. The thug's body couldn't even withstand a single breath in the beam; it vaporized instantly, leaving not even ashes behind.
The entire battlefield fell silent.
Ironthorn and his two henchmen lay prostrate in the layer of ashes, trembling, barely daring to breathe. They dared not run—those who had tried were all dead, not a single one spared. Hattie stood about two hundred feet from the behemoth, frozen in place, completely still. Her face was ashen, and her hand gripping her scimitar trembled slightly. She knew better than anyone—the behemoth had killed those four people far too quickly, so quickly that they hadn't even had time to mount a proper resistance. This disparity in strength couldn't be overcome by numbers alone.
By this time, Lin Qiye had already gone far away.
His expression was calm.
He had a plan in mind when he came—to circle around to the Bone Ruins from the west and lure the monster in the Black Mountain. The monster would surely awaken, would surely fly into a rage, and would surely kill everyone it could. As for himself, as long as he ran far enough away before the monster made its move, he could escape safely.
He underestimated the speed of the behemoth. The four henchmen were all strong, at least stronger than Tu Gu, but they couldn't even last a single breath against the behemoth.
He didn't look any further. He turned around, pulled his hood back up, and continued towards the Bone Ruins. The voices behind him were far away, shrouded in mist.
It's very windy.
His grey-black cloak fluttered in the wind.
The screams of the three scouts were brief, as if swallowed whole by something, leaving no echo. Then came the sound of hooves—heavy and slow hooves, one step at a time, as if they were surveying their territory.
Lin Qiye did not turn around.
In the direction of the Bone Ruins, the grayish-white mist had begun to thin, and the outlines of some scattered black tents could be vaguely seen at the edges.
……
When Lin Qiye stepped into the Bone Ruins, it was already dark.
The nights in the Bone Ruins were even quieter than the days. The tents and stone houses built from the bones of giant beasts glowed with a pale light in the dimness, like enormous teeth growing out of the earth. A few oil lamps flickered under the low eaves, cutting shadows into fragments and casting them onto the ground covered with ashes.
He walked along the narrow passage, his boots making a soft rustling sound on the ground mixed with ashes and gravel. There were far fewer people in the bone ruins than during the day; most of the stall owners had already packed up, and only a few were still sitting under the dim oil lamps, with some scattered goods in front of them.
He went straight to the old man's stall from last time.
The old man is still alive.
He sat behind his stall, still whittling the white animal bone. The dim light of the oil lamp cast deep shadows on his wrinkled face, making him look like a weathered stone statue.
Lin Qiye stopped in front of the stall.
The old man didn't look up; he only paused for a moment with the knife in his hand before continuing to shave the bone.
"Coming to buy things again?" The old man's voice was hoarse, exactly the same as the one he had heard last time.
"Um."
"What should I buy?"
"A pregnancy-stabilizing medicine, a high-grade pill that helps stabilize one's vital energy."
The old man finally stopped. He put down the knife, raised his head, and stared at Lin Qiye for a few moments in the dim light with his cloudy, grayish-white eyes.
"Last time you came to buy Yuanqing Pills, you also said it was for a pregnant woman," the old man said slowly. "This time you want medicine to prevent miscarriage. Are your women addicted to having children, or do you have too many women on your side?"