The Demon Swordsman 2
Ch. 62 - Leisure Death
Still insist on studying
The rhythm of Death and still not finding a clue finally Xin chose to stop for a moment.
The flute in his hand was taken over by the Black Dragon, he bit the thing and played around alone. Xin Chen scowled his head in pain, willing to try until his breathing runs out as well whose name learning musical instruments must be perfected with a lot of experience.
Wei Feng's finger moved as Xin Chen daydreamed, he noticed the movement and glared slightly. Now Wei Feng's soul was getting weaker and those spirits came entering his body. Xin Chen tried to blow his flute, he choked when he found the Black Dragon saliva flowing from the flute hole.
"Hm..." Xin Chen glanced at the cynical Black Dragon, he spewed out his entrails and hurriedly made another flute. Not knowing how long it had been since Wei Feng had been unconscious, it was possible that at this moment his soul was already unable to be saved.
To Xin Chen's knowledge, only monks could solve such problems, such as spirits and demons. They used sealing spells and expulsors. Like a young monk that time destroyed Huo Zhao's spiritual power. Xin Chen felt that in such a way Wei Feng's problem would be easier to overcome.
While successfully making the other flute Wei Feng's body was already floating in the air, the black smoke from the spirit entered swiftly into his mouth from all over. Showing a frightening sight, Xin Chen's breathing even stopped when he saw it.
"Well, this matter is already too serious!" Xin Chen hastily took out the Book of the Deathly Rhythm, a hand formed from the spirit snatched it and smashed the paper into ashes.
"What?!"
Xin Chen did not have time to notice, the Black Dragon itself was now attacking Wei Feng who was getting more and more spirit infested. Makes his human air fade. The spirit began to be able to control Wei Feng's body, even though it looked stiff.
"Dam... I have to stop him or this spirit can get into the villagers' bodies." Things became increasingly uncontrollable as the Black Dragon continuously attacked Wei Feng.
Xin Chen put on his flute, closed his eyes trying to calm down in the midst of the increasingly chaotic situation. When his eyes opened again, a way came into its own.
The Steel Phoenix removed him from the storage room ring, as he wore it looked an image to play the Deathly Rhythm. This Steel of Knowledge works by connecting information from heirlooms into the mind of its users without having to open their eyes.
The lethal tone made the Black Dragon stop and immediately move away avoiding the sound, the spirits that were busy entering Wei Feng's body were interrupted by the sound of the flute. As a result everything went as the Lightning Fox said earlier, the spirits became more ferocious, the power they unleashed became very difficult to stop.
Xin Chen maintained his body to continue standing upright, the ghostly form could not last that long as the spirits attacked him.
Black smoke surrounded Xin Chen from all directions, forming a monstrous form. Xin Chen continued to blow his flute, trying to dispel his fear of creatures like this.
"Fear and be angry... I've eaten your friend's soul..." The goals of the mysterious voice appeared, Xin Chen blowing his flute even louder. The spirit is getting wild. They fused and gripped Xin Chen's neck so that his feet could not touch the ground.
"Stop playing that flute!"
"You scared?"
Xin Chen endured the pain when his throat was pressed by the sharp nails, he used a spirit form and the result was nil. In front of the spirit king he was just like them. The spirit can be touched by the spirit itself.
"You underestimated us?"
"I've never underestimated my opponent, unless you're a terrible loser who's desperate for not finding yourself in life."
"I right? You are all too desperate to join your family in the afterlife, there is still regret and anger in your spirit. That's what's been holding your soul here for decades."
"Be quiet! You brat doesn't know anything about us!" Another voice replied, but Xin Chen had no idea who had just replied.
It seemed that other spirits could also answer him. Naturally, in this village too many people died in the bloody massacre. It is undeniable that evil spirits will grow there.
Now that the spirits that had been moving into Wei Feng's body were simultaneously attacking Xin Chen, they formed a huge vortex filled with pitch-black energy.
Xin Chen immediately hid the Steel Phoenix after knowing how to play the Death Rhythm, he simply did not want the steel to change hands like the Steel Dweller's grandfather.
"What did you just hide?"
The grip on his neck grew tighter and tighter, Xin Chen took out the Lightning Sword to slash at the spirit but they fused back together as before.
Again luck did not stand with him, the spirit could not be defeated with a sharp weapon. And now the flute is broken just like that.
"What did you just hide?! Tell us!"
Xin Chen did not want to reply, just as the spirits pierced through his body, making the bruises painful. The sharp nails back pierced Xin Chen's neck. "Don't want to say I'm gonna stab you in the neck with this."
Xin Chen laughed mockingly, with such nails he would not die. It just feels a little painful. There was the sound of the Black Dragon behind a puff of spirit smoke, burning their leader with a burst of flames. Their defenses instantly faltered, the spirits dispersed as the fire struck them.
The grip on Xin Chen's neck slipped off, making him able to catch his breath as before. "Looks like this Dragon is your natural enemy? A fire? What's wrong with fire?"
Xin Chen switched to using the Fire Sword, although he had only first worn it more or less he understood how to control it. Xin Chen had just realized, a blaze like this was consuming a lot more power than an electric shock.
"A-fire! There's fire!"
Xin Chen paused for a moment, it seemed like this fire was indeed not the weakness of a spirit. It is just the weakness of ordinary people. Carrying bad memories as the Blood Demon Man burned the village, raped their wives, brought all the food supplies and spread the plague.
"All of you... From your attitude and behavior I'm sure you're definitely the Warriors from this village, aren't you?"
In a moment of silence, the spirits themselves do not know what they call themselves. Losing their identity and forgetting everything since becoming a spirit left them all shocked when those memories returned. As the blaze scorches the village and they fight together to defend the village.
Unfortunately none of them survived, children, wives, families or villagers. Everyone dies horribly.
"My family..."
"If you want to see your family please make peace with your death. Your revenge has already been represented by my father, he killed the Blood Devil Man. All headquarters including its leader. There's nothing you need to regret from today." Xin Chen tried to get closer, touched the spirit and could feel its form.