Chapter 45: The Saintess's Request—Go Kill Them for Me!

Hah—

A cold wind brushed past.

Wu Xiaoyou instinctively shrank her neck, trying to let her collar bring her a shred of warmth, but it was utterly useless.

She looked at the old village head and Wu Wang leading the way ahead, her expression becoming extraordinarily complex.

This little madman's behavior and conduct were abnormal.

Last night, he could threaten her with an AK.

This morning, he wouldn't allow anyone to touch her.

Wu Xiaoyou didn't suspect he had a mental problem, after all, that matter had long been confirmed.

She just felt that behind every strange move the other made, there seemed to be some deep meaning, but she simply couldn't see the specifics.

"Walk up to the top from here and you'll see it."

The old village head's voice held some helplessness.

He had no desire at all to bring these two to this place.

But the other party threatened the lives of the entire village, and moreover, held the very thing he wanted most.

It's fine; I can endure it.

I've endured two hundred years; this little while makes no difference.

As long as I absorb the aura of that existence and obtain the divine throne of the Great God of Yin Fate, won't these two brats be at my mercy?

"Cross this mountain! The world will hear your voice!" Wu Wang went on with his usual madness.

Yet his eyes grew colder and colder.

As expected, this old bastard indeed had no good intentions.

Yesterday's guesses were just guesses.

They couldn't compare to the directness of the Abyss God's Mind X-ray right now.

The other's inner filth was laid bare.

The three each harbored their own schemes.

Before long, they reached the summit.

"Ah..."

Seeing the scene at the foot of the opposite mountain, Wu Xiaoyou instinctively covered her mouth to avoid letting out another cry of shock.

The other side of the mountain resembled a basin, presenting a depressed terrain.

Inside, it was completely bare, with no plants or animals, desolate to the extreme.

As far as the eye could see, there was only a bone-white expanse.

The bones, piled almost like a mountain, were extremely glaring; among them were mixed several corpses that were highly decomposed but not yet fully turned into skeletons, their ferocity making Wu Xiaoyou's stomach, which had just finished breakfast, churn violently.

"I'll only escort you this far; if you want to go down, I won't accompany you," the old village head said coldly.

Having said that, he turned his head and headed back toward the village.

【He cannot approach this place】

【He desperately wants to leave】

Wu Wang gazed at the old village head's back.

The inner reactions above his head made him somewhat surprised.

He hadn't expected there to be places in this village that even this old bastard couldn't go?

"Hey... are we really going to..."

Whoosh whoosh whoosh—

Before Wu Xiaoyou could finish her question, she found Wu Wang beside her sliding down sideways directly.

Glancing at the black ghostly figures occasionally flashing within the bone pile.

She gritted her teeth and climbed down after him.

"Strange, this decomposition speed is too slow, and the corpse stench is too fresh; old ladies, would it be convenient to tell me how you died?" Wu Wang said, squatting beside a corpse that had not yet fully rotted, as if talking to himself.

Wu Xiaoyou forced herself to endure the nausea and approached.

She was horrified to discover that this guy was actually constantly flipping over the corpses, occasionally using a gloved finger to lift the remaining flesh hanging on the corpse's cheek, prying open the jawbone to inspect the inside of the mouth, and even directly reaching into the chest cavity to check the rotting condition of the internal organs.

Where did he get gloves!?

No, what is he doing!

This guy's series of autopsy behaviors made Wu Xiaoyou's scalp go numb.

In the end, she couldn't hold back.

"Ugh!"

A rainbow spewed from her mouth.

Leaving a patch of pixels on the ground.

"Finished vomiting? Once you're done, come ask about these old ladies' last wishes; they might be a bit shy seeing a handsome young man like me." Wu Wang very naturally took off his gloves and threw them away.

Setting other things aside, he was very professional when it came to autopsies.

As a man who, after reading medical books, had personally cut open his own chest nearly fifty times, Wu Wang's level of professionalism was in no way inferior to most professional doctors.

He discovered that the rate of decay of the corpses was abnormal.

If there had been no Yin Fate Saintess last year.

Then the most recent of these corpses would be from two years ago.

Yet within the skull tower, more than five corpses still retained some flesh and blood, and even the internal organs had not completely emptied out.

Over so many years, according to the normal rate of decay, corpses exposed in the wilderness would long ago have been reduced to nothing but bones; and if they hadn't been deeply buried underground, the bones might even have been carried off by wild beasts.

But they were just placed here quietly.

Maintaining the posture of having just been thrown down the mountain and rolled.

There were absolutely no traces of being moved.

【Spiritual Power: 35—32】

Wu Wang suddenly felt a wave of dizziness.

His Spiritual Power had actually dropped a full three points directly.

Looking closely, his wrist had been grabbed by some black ghost hand.

"Don't touch me!"

He struggled violently, and only then did Wu Wang's dizziness improve significantly.

However, the face of Wu Xiaoyou beside him grew even paler.

Shifting a bit to the left, then retreating a bit to the back.

As if avoiding something.

"Abyss God, activate!"

Wu Wang rolled up his sleeves and gazed at the red vertical pupil again.

Moments later, a trace of eerie red stained his eyes.

Everything around gradually became clear—

Just like in the forest last night, countless black ghost shadows surrounded this place completely.

This time, the two of them were situated among the ghost shadows.

Perhaps because it was daytime, their forms appeared more ethereal and insubstantial, lacking the substantial terror from before, instead possessing an alternative kind of gloom.

"Can you tell me... how did you die? Is there any unfulfilled wish?" Wu Xiaoyou's teeth chattered making a clattering sound; forcing down her fear, she repeated what Wu Wang wanted to ask.

It was true she could see ghosts since childhood.

But damn it, she had never seen over two hundred at once!

Not fainting on the spot already counted as Wu Xiaoyou having extraordinary psychological quality.

"Thirty years ago, that one awakened us..."

"Forming a Yin Bond is the sacrifice..."

"He wants to come down..."

"The Village Chief... defiled us..."

Dense whispers echoed through the valley.

Wu Wang saw his Spiritual Power plummet rapidly while his mouth corner twitched.

In just a few short seconds, it dropped from 32 to a pitiful 5 points.

Nightmare-level dungeons are truly terrifying like this.

If any normal player were to find this valley, they probably couldn't communicate with the female ghosts.

Every sentence they spoke carried a certain degree of mental pollution.

True•Talk Therapy!

"You chat first, I'll go die for a bit."

After discovering Wu Xiaoyou was in no state of being affected.

He left those words and silently hid behind a certain skull tower.

He took out a dagger and pierced his own brain.

Instantly his mind opened wide and he felt much more clear-headed.

"Come! Continue chatting! Worst case, we die!"

About ten minutes later.

The surrounding whispers became increasingly sparse, finally disappearing completely.

After those ghost shadows finished speaking, they also silently vanished on the spot.

Wu Xiaoyou, with a pale face, went around the skull tower to find Wu Wang and said uncertainly, "I know the beginning and end of the matter."

"Tell me." Wu Wang rubbed his temples to organize his thoughts.

He had only heard fragmented murmurs.

But Second Sister seemed able to fully understand what these female ghosts said.

"They said that every Yin Bond Saintess, before the Grand Sacrifice, would be called by the Village Chief to the ancestral hall, and then..."

Speaking to this point, Wu Xiaoyou paused for a moment.

Her face became extremely unnatural, looking as if she wanted to speak but stopped, appearing somewhat indignant.

Moments later, she continued: "Then she would be defiled by the Village Chief; although he did not directly violate them, the other party would use various unspeakable tools to torture them almost to the point of death in a manner akin to torture."

"Finally, on the day of the Grand Sacrifice, their chests would be cut open, and their hearts removed to please the Yin Bond Great God."

"Those who died with resentment and were dumped in the wilderness originally could not awaken."

"Until thirty years ago, some eerie yet powerful aura awakened them."

"Although their souls were still restricted by the Yin Bond Great God and unable to leave this place, they had some hope of breaking free."

"At the same time, they discovered the true purpose of the existence of Yin Bond Village."

Wu Xiaoyou took a stone out of her pocket.

She handed it to Wu Wang and said, "The Yin Bond Great God controls the body of a Saintess every year to form a Yin Bond with a villager."

"Villagers who form a Yin Bond will receive a chance to make a wish."

"But they do not know the price is their own soul!"

"The Great God of Yin Yuan intends to combine the utmost resentment of the annual Saintess with the 'voluntarily' offered filthy souls of the villagers, accumulating little by little until he finally descends completely upon the mortal world!"

Wu Xiaoyou's face grew even paler.

She had not merely heard the ghost's account just now.

In fact, she had also witnessed the miserable slaughter they suffered back then, the grotesque and twisted expressions of the village chief within the ancestral hall beneath human desire and greed, and even the hellish future of the mortal world engulfed in flames after the Great God of Yin Yuan's descent.

Although she did not know if it was an illusion.

Yet all of it was so real.

It made her tremble uncontrollably even at the mere thought of it.

After recovering slightly.

She touched the pitch-black, bone-chilling stone in her hand.

She handed it solemnly to Wu Wang, saying, "They asked me to give this to you, saying that you carry that One's aura and should be able to fulfill their dying wish."

【Memory-Washing Stone (Epic): A key plot item, cannot be stored in the backpack. When used on a target, it will erase all memories related to the instance from the target, including resentment, wishes, and everything else that exists within those memories.】

【Note: Cultivated with the unwilling heart-blood of the unjustly slain Saintesses.】

【Kill them for us! This is our unyielding spirit!】

【Related Targets: Great God of Yin Yuan, Zhang Jie, Wu Xiaoyou】

【Usage Count: 2】

Wu Wang took the Memory-Washing Stone, his expression resolute.

That One's aura naturally referred to the Abyssal God.

It seems the Abyssal God's corruption not only gave the old village chief hope of replacing the Great God of Yin Yuan, but also awakened these unjustly slain victims.

No wonder their corpses had not completely rotted away.

As long as the sacrifice remains, how can suffering rot?

"I'll take this job."

"The victims' resistance and unyielding spirit against feudal sacrifices, is it?"

"Watch closely; I will personally shove this stone into the Great God of Yin Yuan's mouth and make him swallow it."

"I will also make the Yin Yuan Village know—"

"That human-blood buns are not so easy to swallow."