Chapter 440

Swish!

In Wu Xian's hand, a pillar of fire shot out suddenly, as if holding a ten-meter-long flame spear.

The pillar of fire pierced through this black monster and then unfolded gorgeously; the crimson firelight made the surrounding air twist.

The temperature of the Fire-Liao-Yuan Curse's flames was about the same as a campfire, and from the feeling, it should be at the level of 600 to 800 degrees; with a duration of two seconds, even rotting corpses couldn't be burned to death.

But with the 500 degrees of the Temperature-Raising Method, the effect was completely different.

After two seconds of high-temperature roasting.

The mass of black substance behind the corner was almost completely out of control, a large part of the body disintegrated, turning into black oily substances and dripping on the ground, and small parts of the body were roasted until they bubbled and smoked, and some corners even caught fire.

When the black liquid became weak, a heart full of black pipes was exposed in the indefinite body.

The black monster sensed danger.

The heart began to beat faster, emitting a rhythmic drumbeat; when the sound of this drumbeat spread, Wu Xian's heart also began to beat with the rhythm.

"Who will save me!" This was a woman's voice.

"I haven't lived enough!" This was an old man's voice.

"Mom, it's so dark here, I'm so scared!!" This was a child's voice.

The mouths that the monster could still control issued cries for help one after another; at the same time, the monster's other bodies were also trying to gather and form, and countless black liquid droplets formed a huge black curtain, surrounding from all directions.

The Red-Lipped Female Malevolent resisted with all her might, and her blood vessels turned red due to the effort.

"Hurry up and do it, I can't hold on for long!"

Wu Xian raised his hand with difficulty, because of the heartbeat, every movement was extremely laborious.

He changed another poker card.

The Fire-Liao-Yuan Curse only had a large range; to destroy a specific target, it was more appropriate to use the Ding-Mao Fire Curse.

But even though Wu Xian was ready to launch the curse talisman.

It was still difficult to release the attack for a long time.

In Wu Xian's field of vision, the black heart could no longer be seen, and the surrounding environment had changed from an underground labyrinth to a dilapidated abandoned building.

In the night sky outside the building, a satellite in the shape of a human head floated; this satellite emitted a scarlet light, setting off the whole world like a pork display cabinet.

Eerie shadows flowed in the air and on the ground.

In a corner of the building sat a curly-haired boy who looked very much like Wu Xian; he hugged his knees, holding a fruit knife stained red in his hand, murmuring resentfully.

"Dad is dead, Mom is also dead."

"No one will come to save me anymore; if I want to live, I can only rely on myself!"

Wu Xian was extremely conflicted.

This scene before him might be a fiction of the black monster's death struggle.

It might also be a memory hidden deep in Wu Xian's memory that had actually happened in another world and had been erased.

Wu Xian had long had conjectures about this.

He was not a native of the real world, but a survivor of a certain Blessed Land, just like those people in the Fuyuan City Welfare Academy; it was just that although his memory had been erased, he still held a strong yearning for the original world, which was why he was persistent about the Blessed Land.

But it was not these that made Wu Xian conflicted.

"Damn it, my eyes are blurred; should I hit the head or the heart!"

Wu Xian's will, which had been tempered, was not enough to be defeated by this little trick, but the spiritual pollution made him unable to confirm the specific location of the target.

Whoosh! Click! Just at this time.

A glass marble suddenly shot out from the darkness at a very fast speed, piercing through the fluid monster's rapidly beating heart.

Pfft! The black heart fell to the ground, like a broken water balloon, bubbling with black liquid.

The black liquid on the outside that was trying to wrap everyone also lost its power and fell to the ground; the flames that had been stained before began to spread on the black liquid, burning more and more vigorously. Wu Xian took back the poker and frowned.

The kill was stolen.

But this didn't matter; as long as he participated in the battle, the things dropped by this monster were still his.

As for the identity of the person who killed this fluid monster.

Wu Xian was also very clear.

The spreading flames illuminated the surroundings brightly.

In the darkness appeared a girl with a topknot, pale complexion, and rouge on her face; the girl's body was semi-transparent, and there was a hole the size of a fist on her left shoulder, and the black blood coming out of it smeared the beautiful little skirt half-black.

"Ah, it's you!"

Fu Liang Liang Jian exclaimed.

This girl was exactly the ghost girl he encountered in the Inverted Corpse Forest; she used the sound of marbles to guide him out of the Inverted Corpse Forest and saved his life.

Just now it was also her who used the sound of marbles to wake up Fu Liang Liang Jian and Gong Gong Xiujuan's consciousness.

Wu Xian flicked his hair, trying to make himself look handsome, and then said to the marble girl in a tone like coaxing a child.

"Little sister, thank you for your help."

"This is our first meeting, but it's too unsafe for a child like you to be in the labyrinth; do you want to be with your brothers and sisters? You might not be willing, but please listen to me..."

While Wu Xian was blabbering.

The girl floated past him; throughout the process, she was expressionless and didn't make any response to Wu Xian's words; her small face was as serious as a porcelain doll.

She floated to everyone's side as if no one was there, and after looking left and right, she floated to Fatty's side and stood still.

Seeing this scene, Wu Xian was stunned.

"So that's how it is, that's great!"

He took back the rhetoric he had prepared in his heart; since they could see that they must unite to survive in the underground labyrinth, this marble girl naturally came to the same conclusion.

Therefore, without Wu Xian needing to waste his breath, the marble girl joined everyone's team.

Xiong Gang tiptoed to Fatty's side, looked at the girl and smiled honestly, wiped his hands on his pants, and wanted to pat the marble girl's head.

But his big hand passed through the girl's head.

The girl raised her head, her eyes like glass beads staring straight at Xiong Gang; Xiong Gang awkwardly took his hand back and touched his head.

Perhaps because they were both malevolent entities.

Xiong Gang didn't feel that the marble girl was eerie and terrifying at all, but instead felt she was very cute.

"I also want a daughter like this."

The Red-Lipped Female Malevolent snorted coldly.

"You're not a human, you can't give birth to a cute child!"

The black monster was not very burnable.

Without the heart core, the remaining parts were just oily substances that could be used as fuel; if the flames hadn't spread too fast, Wu Xian would have wanted to collect some to make new fire oil balls.

Its body was soon burned out.

When the last wisp of flame extinguished, Wu Xian wanted to check the results, only to find that the white cloth malevolent entities that had helped them point out the black monster's weakness before had all floated over silently.

(End of chapter)