Chapter 98: The Battle Beneath Momona Village (Part 10)

"Th-th-that, what is that?" Xiao Tusi was completely stunned, staring blankly as that huge, terrifying thing approached them from afar.

He looked toward his second older brother, urgently hoping that his brother, who was only a few years older than him, could give him an answer that would put his mind at ease.

Even if it were just a casual fabrication, that would be fine.

"I, I don't know. I don't know!" Zhongtusi also didn't know what kind of terrifying existence that thing was, but he realized that this situation had to be reported to the others who were still fighting.

"I must tell the people in the team who make the decisions as soon as possible, so they know and can judge the situation." After saying this, Zhongtusi took one last look at the rapidly approaching illusory giant, then hurried down the trunk of the tilted tree, sliding and running at the same time.

Before long, Church Priests and town officials from Yemei Town climbed up the tree trunk; after climbing several meters, they crossed the wreckage of the perimeter wall and the obstruction of the surrounding mountain to see that huge illusory giant.

The town official let out a loud cry, his eyes rolled back, and he accidentally tumbled off the tree trunk, but fortunately, he was caught by a capable Warrior below. The several Church Priests accompanying him were surprised, but they were not frightened.

Although many were local Church Priests of Sasi County, they had all studied in the nearby largest city, Borisfa City, during their youth.

As the main station for regional churches and a densely populated area, Borisfa City held various large-scale ceremonies or prayers almost every year. In these ceremonies and prayer activities, which often involved tens of thousands of people, various grand phenomena frequently appeared.

Priests who had been shocked by such phenomena would not be so frightened that they couldn't speak or have their minds go blank the first time they saw the illusory giant in the distance.

Some sensitive priests realized at the first moment that the illusory giant was a deity in person, but which deity's image would be such an illusory brownish-red giant?

Without a doubt, it could only be the Hunting God.

"Could it be the Hunting God?"

"That's right, it must be the Hunting God."

"The deity has arrived in person; it seems everything is going smoothly for Young Master Bell and the others?"

After the three priests from different churches reached this conclusion, they immediately announced this important news loudly to everyone present. Although most of the Armed Civilians did not understand what the priests were saying, at least they could tell from the priests' tone that this was a good thing.

Therefore, their morale was greatly boosted; don't ask why their morale was boosted, they didn't know either, but it was a good thing anyway, so everyone's morale being boosted was all that mattered.

Hearing the news passed on by the priests, many capable Warriors who were resting and cooling off climbed up the tilted tree trunk one after another to glance at the illusory giant approaching in the distance, then returned to the ground with weak limbs.

To the capable Warriors, that massive illusory giant was truly too terrifying. Fortunately, the priests said it was the Hunting God himself; a deity arriving in person must be to confront the Alien Evil God, which was a good thing.

If the enemy were such a giant, they would have no courage left to continue fighting.

Inside the Underground Karst Cave to the northeast of Momona Village.

As the numerous Church Hunters repeatedly shouted sacrificial words, and the three Priests of the God of Hunting gathered together and muttered to themselves, some changes occurred in the surroundings.

Everyone saw that within the murky black smoke originally produced by the burning of the Evil God's lignified body, some green illusory images gradually reappeared and then vanished, as if, due to the existence of the ritual, some things that were originally invisible to everyone were gradually emerging from the deep sea to the surface.

There were more and more green images; everyone was at a distance, and gradually, through the general shape of those things, they could see what they were.

It was a huge tree that had fallen to the ground, its body covered in palms and eyeballs, as well as a huge mouth.

This thing was using its huge tree roots to whip against an illusory boundary, seemingly wanting to break the thing that restricted it from leaving, but unfortunately, this method was not successful.

The mouth of the huge tree lying horizontally on the ground was repeatedly opening and closing, not knowing whether it was cursing or swearing at something; from time to time, illusory things were constructed from the opening and closing of the tree's mouth, splashing back and forth within the range restricted by the Duel Magic Arrow like spilled water.

Sometimes those things would enter the bodies of the people in the ritual directly; a brown light flashed within the three Priests of the God of Hunting, and they ejected the things that had entered their bodies, while those illusory things that entered the bodies of the Church Hunters subsequently turned into green smoke, rising from the hunters' bodies and being sucked into a Magic Arrow at the top of the cave specifically designed to absorb Curses.

Jier was the most unlucky; he was restricted within a certain range by the Duel Magic Arrow and couldn't go anywhere, so he could only keep the maximum distance and silently recite the names of the various deities whose power resided within his body.

He had also tried to use weapons imbued with Divine Art to attack those drifting illusory things, but his axe and Long Sword, which were usually invincible, were of no use at all against these illusory things.

Fortunately, the various deities within his body had left behind quite a bit of Divine Power, and these powers from the deities blocked most of the illusory things trying to enter his body.

"Be careful, Warrior Jier, that is a manifested Curse, a Curse from an Evil God."

A Priest of the Farming God reminded him loudly.

Jier curled his lip; it would be even better if the other party didn't keep such a long distance while saying this.

"A Curse? Are there any consequences? Although most of them cannot enter my body, a small portion turns into dark green smoke and rises from my body, but I feel like something has remained inside me!"

Jier twisted his body uneasily; he gathered his strength and threw a punch at the approaching illusory things, but the two were like unrelated things, unable to influence each other.

No matter how great the power of Jier's punch was, or how large an air wave a single punch could create, it had no effect on these illusory things drifting in the air.

"The methods are still too few; damn it, get away from me!" Jier hit and kicked, trying to drive those things away.

Although he didn't yet know what negative effects these things had after entering the body, he knew with his heels that this couldn't be something the Alien Evil God created for their benefit.

Jier soon learned what the function of those things was.

Only a portion of these green illusory things had entered his body, but many of them had surged into the bodies of the Church Hunters in front.

And the effects of these visible Curses soon manifested; the clasped hands of some Church Hunters gradually lignified and stuck tightly together, unable to be separated.

Many people's mouths swelled rapidly, making it difficult to speak, and their tongues grew several times larger, filling the entire oral cavity, making even breathing difficult.

"Hold on! Once our God arrives, these illusions will return to nothingness. This is just a test before the end, everyone hold on!"

Priest Clark, one of the three priests, saw this scene and immediately stopped the ritual prayer he was chanting, turning to loudly encourage the hunters. Priest Jierkesi looked at the young priest with surprise, a trace of surprise appearing on his face, but then it turned into a mocking expression.

The Old Priest Mardo showed no reaction, concentrating on repeating the Prayer to guide the deity to arrive in person.

He was not unaware of the situation of the hunters under his command, but at this moment, a little verbal encouragement could not make the hunters who were cursed and suffering from the curse feel even half a bit better; it was better to focus more on guiding the deity to this place to quickly finish off the Evil God who was destined to be defeated and fall.

Besides those two changes after being cursed, more unfavorable situations began to appear on the bodies of the Church Hunters.

A pale-faced Church Hunter suddenly looked at his body in surprise, and then, although he persisted in shouting the sacrificial words, several plant buds emerged from his neat collar, and these plant buds grew rapidly as if they were parasitic in his body, gradually becoming tall at a speed visible to the naked eye.

It was truly hellish; this Church Hunter was a vampire from a distant land who had joined the Hunting God Church because he loved hunting; his body was cold and filled with the blood of the various prey he had hunted. Logically speaking, an alien like him should have possessed a strong resistance to Curses.

After all, most Curse effects that were effective on normal people could not take effect on his body.

But who could have imagined that a body that should have been unaffected by Curses would actually become 'fertile soil' for some plants to grow rapidly at this time?

He had the heart to tear apart these plants that were absorbing the substances and energy within his body, but his experience told him that maintaining the integrity of the ritual at this time was the most important thing.

But the plants growing from his body were rapidly absorbing his strength; could he hold on until the Hunting God arrived in person?

If he couldn't hold on, wouldn't he, who possessed a long life, die right here and now?

Not to mention the conflicted Church Hunter of vampire origin, the other hunters were not having an easy time either.

Someone discovered that his feet had turned into tree roots and were trying to drill into the crevices of the rocks on the ground, as if wanting to take root there.

Another unlucky person had that thing in his crotch swell rapidly, the skin split, the Blood Vessels burst, and blood splashed out.

There were also hunters whose hair turned into branches and leaves, not to mention obscuring their vision; these branches and leaves growing from their heads became more and more numerous, pressing down so hard that the hunters couldn't stand at all.

There were also hunters who looked fine on the surface, but in reality, the whole person was motionless, having already died due to the lignification of their internal organs; it was just that the lignified parts inside their bodies supported their bodies, so the whole person hadn't fallen yet.

Someone had a new, bloody arm grow out of their chest, and it actually grabbed fiercely at the Hunter's own neck, trying to strangle themselves to death.

Jier saw these changes clearly from afar, and thus was exceptionally terrified that he, too, might undergo some kind of change.

Fortunately, it seemed that up until now, although he could not leave the restricted area of the Duel Magic Arrow and had suffered the encroachment of many visible Curses, no obvious changes had appeared.

"End it quickly, damn it, is there really no way to deal with these things?"

At this moment, Priest Clark shouted to Jier: "Knight Jier, please quickly replace the Tiaowanglanyan Hunter, take his place at the important position of the ritual, and follow the others in chanting the sacrificial words. Please hurry."

Jier did not ask which one the Tiaowanglanyan Hunter was; he exhaled and immediately ran forward quickly.

Because he had been maintaining his best state just now, Jier's movements were lightning fast; basically, with a flash of his figure, he had already slowed down and rushed to the side of the Church Hunter who was still maintaining his original posture without moving.

Jier carefully picked up this Hunter and placed him to the side. This person's entire body had hardened; although he looked no different from a normal person, in reality, most of the flesh and blood beneath his skin had been turned into a lignified body by the Curse.

This Hunter had died silently under the Curse of the Evil God.

Jier did not hesitate and immediately took the place of this dead Church Hunter, shouting the content that the other Hunters were still persisting in chanting.

Although he was not a Hunter of the Hunting God Church, and although he did not have Faith in the Hunting God, at this moment, for the sake of the ritual's integrity, he could not care about much else.

The Tusi Brothers saw that the giant in the distance seemed to have changed from its originally more solid state to something more illusory for a brief moment? But soon, the giant became solid again, and at the same time, its pace quickened; it was no longer walking slowly, but running and leaping, striding toward the direction of Momona Village.

Watching such a terrifying giant as tall as a mountain peak approach so quickly, many people who were paying attention to the illusory giant were startled.

Even though the Priests present had already explained that it was the Hunting God in person, having come to this place to deal with the Alien Evil God. But who had ever witnessed such a huge and terrifying existence before?

Many people were still so frightened that they would never forget the feeling of this moment for the rest of their lives.

"It's here! Our God is here in person!"

The Old Priest Mardo suddenly stopped the ritual Prayer he was silently reciting and shouted loudly.

The illusory, huge, horizontally lying tree in the surroundings also made a final, desperate resistance, sending the Curse emerging from its mouth upward through the rock layer, wanting to harm the Hunting God giant directly above everyone.

Ridiculous.

The next moment, a huge, fast-moving fist passed through the thick rock layer and directly punched the similarly illusory Evil God spirit body, shattering it completely.

Just like the flesh and blood of the Evil God itself that had been shattered, its spirit body turned into fragments and flesh, splashing everywhere within the range restricted by the Duel Magic Arrow. But soon, those shattered illusory Evil God images quickly reassembled into a huge, flesh-and-blood tree lying on the ground.

This time, the Evil God learned its lesson; it opened its mouth to say something, instead of spitting out Curses.

But it was useless; the next moment, the huge illusory giant fist once again penetrated the rock layer and punched the spirit body of the Alien Evil God, which was attempting to negotiate, to pieces once more.

Jier was stunned.

The illusory existence of the deity that everyone was helpless against was just a matter of one punch from the Hunting God. Although the Evil God quickly reconstructed its image, what use was that?

At this time, an earthquake occurred in the Rongdong; everyone's strength was quite good, so they were not knocked down, nor were they hit by the stalactites breaking from the ceiling, if there were any stalactites left that hadn't been shaken off in the previous battle.

"Hunters, that is enough. Please retreat to my location and let us welcome the arrival of our God together."

The Old Priest said.

At this time, most of the Church Hunters who could still move struggled to approach the Priest amidst the tremors of the ground, but there were still some Church Hunters who could not move at all; they had lost the ability to act due to the Evil God's previous Curse, and some were even in critical condition.

Jier had no choice but to quickly bring them over.

There was a Hunter whose legs were firmly connected to the rock on the ground; his legs had turned into many plant roots, which looked terrifying.

"For the sake of the Hunting God, is doing this really worth it?"

Hearing Jier's murmur, the Hunter replied with a resonant tone: "Worth it! It is so worth it! This is my honor; not being able to participate in this Great Hunt would be the only thing I would regret for my whole life."

"Even if you can never walk again?" Jier swung his fist quickly, shattering all the rocks that the roots formed by the Hunter's legs had gripped.

"Ha, Knight Jier, our God is here in person; is that even a problem?"

This Hunter was instead exceptionally cheerful, as if he didn't care about these 'trivial matters' at all?

Even when Jier brought back the corpse of the Hunter who had already died, the other Hunters specifically posed the corpse, making it face the center, while laughing and joking, their hands restlessly patting the wooden head of the dead Hunter.

The most interesting thing was when Jier carried back a Hunter who looked more like a tree than a person; this Hunter, who had no warmth at all on his body, just coldly nodded at Jier and then arduously moved his gaze away from Jier's neck.

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