vrcanaries Chapter 234 The Evil in the Mind
Chapter 234 The Evil in the Mind
Its body is made of magma, its eyes glow red, and it spews blazing flames from its mouth.
Its eyes were fixed on Gu Yang, and it let out a deafening roar.
"Roar……"
Gu Yang's face turned pale, and a strong fear surged in his heart.
The already uncomfortable body now felt even worse, and this evil ghost also carried a strong stench.
If you get a little closer, you can't open your eyes because of the odor, and the wet wipes on your mouth can't stop the stench from penetrating.
Gu Yang's brows were furrowed. He could feel the effect of the stench on him. His movements became slow and every breath felt like he was inhaling poison gas.
Hu Qing was inside Gu Yang's body and felt Gu Yang's discomfort. He wanted to help, but he was always trapped in this body.
He could only help assist, and the voice kept ringing in Gu Yang's mind:
"Brother Gu, be careful on the left. There's magma. This poisonous gas is weird. It will weaken your strength. Try to hold your breath and don't inhale too much."
Gu Yang nodded, his eyes fixed on the evil ghost, and the Soul-Devouring Blade in his hand tightly grasped.
The evil ghost has various means of attack. It can not only knock away the magma and throw it towards Guyang, but also spit out flames that can burn the ground.
Every attack made Gu Yang feel under great pressure. His spiritual energy was constantly being consumed, while the evil ghost seemed to become more and more courageous.
There is no spiritual energy in the air around here. If Gu Yang continues to fight, he will probably die at the hands of this evil ghost.
Then how does this evil ghost recover his spiritual energy? Could it be that he doesn't need spiritual energy to attack?
Hu Qing kept observing the evil ghost's attack methods, trying to find some problems, which would also help Gu Yang.
When Gu Yang was dodging the evil ghost's fire attack again, Hu Qing discovered the problem.
There was a hint of anxiety in his voice: "Brother Gu, this evil ghost can absorb the spiritual energy in the magma. Its power is endless. Cut off his legs!"
Gu Yang was shocked, and he immediately realized that the key to the battle was to cut off the connection between the evil spirit and the magma.
He resisted while looking for opportunities, and his attacks became more cautious, while also looking for the evil spirit's weaknesses.
This evil ghost has a low IQ and probably hasn't realized that Gu Yang and the others know his weakness. He keeps roaring and stirring the magma with his hands.
The battle lasted for a long time, and Gu Yang's physical strength and spiritual energy were constantly being consumed, but he became more and more courageous, and his control over his body became stronger and stronger.
Finally, in a fierce confrontation, Gu Yang found an opportunity.
"The third move of the 'Eight Blades of Breaking the Front' sweeps through the enemy!"
While the evil ghost was dodging, he cut off his legs with a sword. Before his legs could heal, he crushed them into powder, cutting off his connection with the magma pool.
The evil ghost let out a shrill scream, and its body continued to disintegrate under Gu Yang's attack, eventually turning into a ball of magma and falling into the lava lake.
Gu Yang stood by the lake, breathing heavily. His body was covered with scars, his clothes were tattered and hanging on his body, and his eyes were red.
The disgusting stench finally disappeared. Although the air quality was still not very good, Gu Yang still breathed in the air deeply.
His hands couldn't help but tremble. He found that his sword moves were becoming more and more powerful. It was a pity that "Eight Swords Breaking the Edge" only had four moves, otherwise it could be even more powerful.
Hu Qing looked at the mess on the ground and felt Gu Yang's joy and fatigue.
There was a hint of relief in his voice: "Brother Gu, you are doing very well. You are getting stronger and stronger."
Gu Yang nodded, his voice tinged with fatigue. "Ah Qing, there's something in my head that's been bewitching me to go to the plain ahead. The more tired I get, the louder its voice becomes."
"What kind of voice is that, male or female?" Hu Qing asked in confusion.
Gu Yang smiled bitterly twice, then said: "I don't know. After he finished speaking, I no longer have that concept in my mind."
"Then let's go and see what it is."
Gu Yang packed up briefly and continued walking along the path ahead, passing through the volcanic group and finally coming to an open plain.
There were no volcanoes around, the air was no longer so thin, and there was a breeze blowing. It was completely different from the place just now.
In the center of the plain stood an ancient altar, emitting a faint glow under the gray sky.
As Gu Yang got closer, Hu Qing felt as if his soul was being torn away from Gu Yang's body by some force.
"Brother Gu, I feel a force that seems to be pulling me out of your body."
Hu Qing's voice sounded in Gu Yang's mind, with a hint of doubt.
This force was completely different from the previous one. It was more like the force pulling on oneself when one stepped into the black gate.
Gu Yang gripped the Soul Devouring Blade tightly, his eyes determined: "No matter what power this is, I am here. Let's face it together."
Gu Yang walked quickly to the altar. The symbols on the altar were ancient and mysterious, not any words they were familiar with.
But the symbols, large and small, were stained with dried blood, as if telling an ancient story.
Gu Yang reached out and touched it lightly, and the blood turned into powder and was blown everywhere by the breeze.
Gu Yang's attention was attracted by the two handprints in the center of the altar. He was surprised to find that the handprints were exactly the same as his own hands.
He took a deep breath, mustered up his courage, and placed his hands on it.
The palm and the palm print fit perfectly, as if they were made for him.
Suddenly, a blood-colored energy flew out from the altar, knocking Gu Yang back dozens of steps.
Before Gu Yang could steady himself, the two souls were forcibly separated from his body by the blood-colored energy.
Two souls fell to the ground, and one of them waved its hand. Countless pieces of flesh and blood flew around and quickly filled the space into two naked bodies.
Then the two souls merged into the body that appeared out of thin air.
Hu Qing was still in shock and looked at his hands in confusion, feeling incredible. He didn't expect that he could regain his body so easily.
In the blink of an eye, I had a body and was separated.
"Brother Gu, what's going on? How come I suddenly have a physical body? And who are you?" There was a hint of shock in Hu Qing's voice.
Gu Yang was also surprised. He shook his head, expressing his confusion.
They looked together at the other soul that flew out of the altar.
The soul laughed wildly and looked up at Gu Yang and Hu Qing.
Hu Qing and Gu Yang's faces turned pale in an instant. They looked at each other in shock. The soul looked exactly like Gu Yang.
"What's going on? Why is there someone who looks exactly like you, and in your mind?" There was a hint of panic in Hu Qing's voice.
"A Qing, maybe this is the person who has been bewitching me in my mind." Gu Yang frowned, his eyes fixed on the rampant soul, and a strong sense of uneasiness surged in his heart.
He could feel the malice emanating from that soul, a chill that penetrated deep into his bones.
"I don't know how he came, but I can feel the malice in him. We must be careful." Gu Yang's voice was low, and there was a vigilant light in his eyes.
The rampant soul stopped laughing, his eyes swept back and forth between Gu Yang and Hu Qing, finally fixing on Gu Yang's face.
His voice was sharp and piercing: "Gu Yang, you never thought that there is another me hidden deep in your soul."
Gu Yang was shocked. He could feel that the soul was still connected to him, but he couldn't understand what was going on.
He could clearly feel the presence of the person in front of him, and even read the other person's thoughts if he wanted to.
But the other party seemed to be blocking him, and all that was read out were his own memories.
He tightly grasped the Soul Devouring Blade, feeling somewhat bewildered. However, he was still prepared to deal with any possible crisis. He shouted loudly:
"Who are you? Why do you look exactly like me?"
A strange smile appeared on the soul's face. "I am your other side, the evil deep within you. The stronger you are, the stronger I will be. Now, I finally have the chance to completely replace you."
Gu Yang's face turned pale, and a strong fear surged in his heart.
Hu Qing took a deep breath, feeling himself becoming more and more harmonious with this body, then summoned out the King Sword and pointed it directly at the fake Gu Yang opposite.
Although he didn't know what was going on, he knew that the person on the other side must be just like him, not yet fully familiar with the body, otherwise why would he keep talking nonsense.