Chapter 676: Whose iron thread worm looks like this?

What's the fuss?

Whose iron thread worm looks like this?

Beast God, come out, let's have a talk.

"Ugh... I... I feel terrible..."

Suddenly, a beastman warrior in the crowd's face turned ferocious as he began to vomit, even sticking his fingers down his throat.

"Save me... ugh!"

Bright red blood flowed from the beastman's lips; his two companions nearby, seeing this, rushed forward to restrain him and pulled his fingers out of his mouth.

But the next second, seeing the black soft worm still wriggling after being violently yanked from the beastman's mouth, everyone felt their scalps about to explode, and after another shriek they backed away.

Even the two companions who had just stepped forward to support the beastman scrambled backward in retreat.

But because people feared the giant iron thread worm, wherever those two had been, everyone shouted and made way, as if their bodies too had been infected by the worm.

"Shaman! Quickly fetch the Shaman Sir—we've been attacked by shamans from other tribes; their gu worms are terrifying!"

The Kuma tribespeople roared, and finally someone thought to notify the shaman in the rear and the Kuma tribe village.

Wu Yue had also retreated to a spot further back, her face slightly pale.

Although she herself was now a gu shaman, seeing the black-red worm, still writhing and coiling on the ground, as long as a beastman's thigh, that had been pulled from the warrior's mouth, waves of discomfort still erupted in her.

It even made her scalp feel numb.

"This thing is truly disgusting."

Tongzi's dry retching echoed constantly in her mind, forcibly suppressing her urge to yue a few times.

"Are you my internet yue substitute?"

Tongzi now leaned against the system panel with a soft, delicate appearance: "I can't help it, host."

"What kind of gu worm is this powerful? Let me take a look!"

A familiar voice came from behind the crowd; Wu Yue turned with a "I knew it was you" expression and saw the healing shaman leading a few strange, thin old men and women over.

Upon seeing Wu Yue, he stepped forward in small steps: "Shaman Yue, what kind of gu worm did you see? Those brats said it was incredibly fierce."

Wu Yue stiffly tugged at the corner of her mouth: "Indeed it's fierce; you can go feel it yourself."

The healing shaman noticed her gaze drifting, not looking toward the small puddle; his curiosity sparked, he waved and walked over with the several old shamans behind him.

Fat Tongzi silently counted down in the system: "3... 2... 1..."

"Yue~ what the heck is this?"

"Who said this is a gu worm? Yue~"

"Healing... yue~ Healing Shaman, come take a look—this isn't a gu worm; we gu shamans can't handle it."

After the old men and women finished yue-ing, they each scrambled back to what they considered a safe zone; after another bout of dry retching, they then looked toward the small puddle with sickly faces, still shaken.

The stalwart healing shaman also trembled on his thin legs as he retreated farther from the beastman warrior, then turned to the Kuma chief standing beside him: "This worm can burrow into a person's body and kill our tribespeople, but it's not a gu worm, and I can't do anything about it now."

"Chief, we should still summon the Great Shaman to have a look; just now the tribespeople said that if the worm doesn't emerge on its own, no one can tell whether it's inside their bodies."

Just thinking that such a thing might be crawling inside them made everyone shudder violently.

Even the usually iron-blooded, courageous Kuma chief paled a little; he took a deep breath: "I'll go fetch the Great Shaman right now—you try to treat that beastman warrior first, and try to keep him alive until the Great Shaman arrives."

At this moment, the beastman warrior surrounded by the twisting black-red worms had his eyes rolled back and began to convulse, looking as if he'd die any second.

The healing shaman strained to move his stiff old face, finally managing a rigid expression, and nodded: "All right, go quickly—I'll take charge here and do my utmost to save him."

Good grief, even if the Kuma chief didn't say so, he would still strive to treat it, after all it's the only case of worm outbreak; it might be crucial for discovering the worms inside them.

The healing shaman exhaled deeply, his thin legs trembling as he stepped forward a few paces, then mobilized his internal healing shamanic power to form a thread of power, carefully wrapping it around the beastman's wrist, which now had only faint breath.

Warm and vibrant healing power flowed into the beastman's body; the beastman warrior, who had barely been breathing, immediately drew a stronger breath.

The healing shaman exhaled in relief; it seemed his healing energy was effective.

The healing shamanic power slowly and gently poured into the beastman warrior's body, continually mending the wounds where the black-red worms had burst through.

"Stop, don't send any more shamanic power."

A hoarse, low voice sounded nearby, interrupting the healing shaman's flow of shamanic power.

And to everyone's astonishment, the beastman warrior's breath simply vanished.

"He's dead..."

Wu Yue blinked in surprise, straightened up, and looked toward where the beastman warrior had lain.

Although the iron thread worm had pierced his body, he still looked somewhat human; now he had become a skeleton wrapped in black-red, covered with dry skin, horrifying to behold.

The healing shaman's hand trembled; the little old man looked helplessly at the nearby Kuma Great Shaman, calmly standing in his shaman robes: "How could this be? Just now he was still breathing, and I could still sense his vital energy."

The Kuma Great Shaman's face grew grave: "That black-red thing—I don't know what worm it is—keeps drawing your shamanic power through his body; he stays alive only because those worms are messing around, trying to suck up as much shamanic power as possible."

"'His insides have been penetrated by that black-red worm; there's no way he can survive.'"

A living tribesperson thus lost his life before everyone's eyes, and everyone's mood grew heavy.

The Kuma Great Shaman looked around, his deep gaze settling on Shaman Yue.

Wu Yue blinked, not understanding why this powerful Great Shaman was looking at her—did he think she could do something?

"Shaman Yue, please come over."

The Kuma Great Shaman was one of the few who knew Wu Yue's identity; moreover, he had helped her tribe obtain that precious treasure, so his words were very courteous.

This courtesy made the surrounding Kuma tribe members look at her with even greater respect and esteem.