Fei Qi

Chapter 205 Unforgivable Sin

"Ugh, how disgusting, what is this mess?"

Bai Ye was startled.

He suddenly took a step back, his toes touching the ground, his eyes showing an undeniable disgust.

In an instant, Bai Ye's body twisted one hundred and eighty degrees, and a black crow appeared beside him.

He reached out and gently held the crow, which landed on his arm.

A complex look flashed in Bai Ye's eyes.

He murmured.

"Crows, also called death-bringers, bring death, but death is also the beginning of new life."

"Go."

"Dark Crow Tide."

Overwhelming black crows appeared in the sky, black feathers drifting down, as if bringing a grand black snow.

Countless crows, like kamikaze bombers, suddenly dived down from the sky, crashing into the sand in the center with a rumbling sound.

Sand raised her head, a sharp glint in her eyes.

The corners of her mouth curved slightly, as if she said something, or as if she said nothing, and the swarming crows submerged her.

At the same time, Duan Chen's expression suddenly changed.

Because in his perception, he suddenly felt that the sand, submerged by countless crows in front of him, had erupted with violent energy within her body.

At this moment, he couldn't care about anything else and spun around.

[Sequence 006: Swift Steps]

Activate!

Duan Chen used his maximum speed to reach Bai Ye and Wang Zihao, lunging forward and pulling them down beneath him.

"Thousand Illusions Pandora, Shield Form, Activate!" Duan Chen switched the form of the Thousand Illusions Pandora in his hand at the fastest speed.

A massive shield was formed, blocking himself and the other two.

The violent energy exploded, overturning the entire villa.

Countless crows turned into bloody scraps, blasted into a chaotic mess.

At the epicenter of the energy explosion, Sand's true form was revealed.

It was a huge, disgusting mountain of flesh pieced together from many corpses.

At the very top was a small, delicate, and cute head.

It was unmistakably Sand's face.

She opened her eyes wide, filled with unconcealed malice and wickedness.

Even the color of her pupils was a fiery red.

As if flowing with the malevolence from the depths of hell.

"Ugh..."

Wang Zihao, who had gotten up, couldn't help but frown and gag when he saw this scene.

For him, such a sight was truly beyond the pale.

"Finally revealed your true form?"

Duan Chen was not surprised. He got up from the ground, the Thousand Illusions Pandora in his hand switching to gun form.

Sand, having reverted to her original form, swayed her body. The remaining ruins of the villa shook violently with her movements.

The pain on her face was so real, she screamed and struggled.

"Why, why, why!!"

"Why won't you be friends with me? Why won't you be my family?"

"Why does everyone hate me! I am not a sinner! I am not a demoness! I shouldn't be on the gallows!"

"Die, die, die!"

She shrieked incoherently.

A hint of pity flashed in Duan Chen's eyes, but no sympathy.

Bai Ye, rubbing his sore back, got up and stood behind Duan Chen, watching the frenzied Sand warily.

"As expected, a mutated anomaly. It should be a corrupted villager. I didn't expect one to remain here." The moment Bai Ye saw Sand's true form, he had already identified her essence.

Duan Chen strongly agreed.

He glanced at Bai Ye, "Let's work together to deal with the mess here, and then figure out how to handle the situation over there."

"Okay."

Bai Ye nodded.

Without Duan Chen needing to elaborate, he understood that Duan Chen was referring to the church.

Sand remained in her frenzied state, not moving, perhaps because the mass of rotten flesh hindered her movement.

But no matter what, this state of hers was a good thing for Duan Chen and the others.

At the very least, they no longer had to scramble to dodge; they only needed to attack a fixed target.

Having used a powerful skill, Bai Ye still had some spiritual energy remaining, but he did not intend to use it now.

He didn't know how many other anomalies were still in this village, and the feeling was too unsettling. He wanted to keep some trump cards for self-preservation.

Wang Zihao's only role here was as a record keeper. Neither Duan Chen nor Bai Ye expected him to play a decisive role in the battle.

They believed in themselves more.

Guns appeared in both their hands simultaneously.

Duan Chen's gun was the Thousand Illusions Pandora.

Bai Ye's gun was a standard issue weapon distributed by the Spirit Hunter Guild in Su City.

Duan Chen held one gun, while Bai Ye wielded dual pistols.

As they fired at the immobile Sand, they gradually closed in, attempting to find a direct weak point on her body.

From the very beginning, it was evident that Sand was not devoid of intelligence.

Although, according to Duan Chen's guess, Sand's intelligence was not true intelligence, but rather her imitation of those she had previously devoured.

She was also not necessarily the little girl named Sand.

A deep anger flashed in Duan Chen's eyes.

He had every reason to suspect that what was happening here was not spontaneous.

Because spontaneously occurring anomalous phenomena would never have such a large scale, nor such strong destructive power.

There was definitely some danger hidden here.

As he thought about this, a fragmented image suddenly flashed through Duan Chen's mind.

It seemed to be a woman dressed in teacher's attire.

He couldn't help but frown. Why would such an image come to mind at this moment? It was truly inappropriate!

Soon, Duan Chen dismissed the image that had appeared in his mind and focused his attention on dealing with the anomaly before him.

To call it an anomaly was not quite accurate. It was more akin to a Void Spirit born from the Void Domain.

It possessed intelligence.

But not much intelligence.

And its level of intelligence depended on the beings it had previously devoured, with the combined intelligence being significantly discounted.

It could only be described as a perfect imitator.

And lacking the ability for independent thought.

Therefore, it was not difficult to kill.

Moreover, possessing such an obvious imitative ability was actually a fatal weakness.