Chapter 886 - 239: City of Decay
Because the vast majority of Death Curses in the city had already been exhausted by Shengquan Daoist, the red‑clothed woman easily rushed out of Jinghan City and rapidly closed in on the altar’s location.
Su Changxing also knew he couldn’t let her get close; otherwise, once it came to close‑quarters, he would very likely be forced by her into exposing his strength, and end up being erased by the rules as well.
Putting everything else aside, he was someone who cherished his life a great deal, and would never die so easily.
He flipped through the Book of the Dead once more.
The drifting embers flared into a raging blaze.
Countless Shadows appeared upon the wasteland, followed by a Darkness‑shrouded city without a single light, from which came waves of howls. Its towering city walls were formed from Walking Dead, countless limbs jutting outward, making one’s scalp crawl.
The City of Decay was summoned through the Book of the Dead and appeared here out of thin air.
Anstan, clad in a black robe, stood atop the city wall, leading countless Undead to swarm toward the red‑clothed woman. "Drown her!"
He was now the King of Corpse Eaters, one of the Dark Night Lords of the Undead World. Every Dark Night Lord held a territorial Scepter, equivalent to the entire City of Decay being his private domain.
And he was a member of the Undead Legion, so Su Changxing could, through him, drag the entire City of Decay over from the Undead World.
Anstan’s own strength was not considered great, but with the City of Decay’s blessing, he absolutely exceeded Tier Five.
An ordinary Tier Five Extraordinary was simply impossible as his opponent; the City of Decay itself possessed deep foundations, or rather, it was itself a gigantic Undead, bearing the other Undead within it, merely lacking a strong sense of self.
Anstan’s skeletal jaws gaped wide, his body trembling nonstop as he let out a sinister laugh: "Trying to escape from here won’t be so easy!"
One after another, gigantic arms stretched out from the surrounding buildings.
The City of Decay was originally designed as an Undead nest; Undead who died here could swiftly revive into new Undead, an inexhaustible stream.
Even a Tier Five Extraordinary, if they couldn’t break the restraints and escape, would in the end only be worn down to death.
Humans were ultimately limited, and this held even for Extraordinary.
More than a dozen hulking Walking Dead lurched toward the red‑clothed woman, but before they had crossed half the distance they were cut down, collapsing to the ground as their bodies broke apart into countless little ghosts, surging forward like a school of silver fish.
Su Changxing held the Book of the Dead, his eyes emitting a ghostly green light. He had to continually pour Power into it to maintain the summoning of the City of Decay.
Yet the consumption was enormous, so he had no choice but to use Faith to substitute for part of it.
He was surprised to find that it seemed to require very little Faith to sustain such a summoning.
"As expected, such a high‑level force is truly unfathomable. What’s the reason for this?"
He couldn’t quite figure it out either, only feeling it might be that, for some reason, the Energy conversion rate had become higher, or that his previous Energy conversion rate had been extremely low, resulting in a massive drain.
...
The sunlight was bright and beautiful.
The streets looked utterly peaceful.
It was market day, and many vendors were hawking their wares along the roadside, the bustle intense.
Ever since the last attack, everything had settled down. The newly appointed City Lord was very bold, opening trade routes with nearby cities, making the city more prosperous; everything was thriving.
Suddenly.
Wails like ghosts and wolves rang out.
The lively, tranquil scene shattered in an instant.
The crowd scattered all over the streets, scrambling for cover.
With the experience of several previous incidents, they now knew to preserve their own little lives and leave the rest to the city’s army.
A crimson, massive red Demon appeared in the city, slaughtering its way through the streets. Its two long, slender claws swung ceaselessly through the air, slicing everyone who came near into pieces.
As more and more Soldiers rushed in, more and more bodies fell. For such a terrifying Demon to descend upon their city once more was truly a misfortune.
"Block him! Don’t let him get away!"
The leading general shouted, directing the Soldiers around him to form ranks, while more than ten Mages in the rear were casting Magic.
In this world, cities being attacked by Demons was a common occurrence; beyond the walls teemed vast numbers of Demons, so humans could only cower within the cities.
The more they feared Demons, the less they dared go out, and the weaker their own strength became, making it ever harder to resist the Demons.
The Demons who came to attack grew stronger and stronger, and in this process there was always a city that ended up destroyed.
...
Hundreds of strands of Red Silk appeared around the red‑clothed woman, constantly whipping about and slicing apart the Undead that approached her, like tentacles that could extend and retract freely, allowing one person to stand against the entire City of Decay.
Her strength was indeed formidable, but as long as she was kept trapped in the City of Decay, she would inevitably be defeated in the end—or be erased by the rules.
In this process, the connection between Su Changxing and the City of Decay grew ever stronger, and the likelihood of his exposure also increased.
Judging from the current situation, she would definitely be exposed before Su Changxing.
The red‑clothed woman clearly understood this as well. Two small Bronze Mirrors appeared in her hands, and under their light the surrounding space warped; the City of Decay’s Domain likewise began to show flaws.
[True Mirror of Dao: Rank A Crown, contains the purest rules, capable of breaking all Domain rules, making them produce flaws that should not exist.]
The red‑clothed woman stepped on the body of a gigantic Walking Dead, running up along the moldy wall, preparing to break out of the City of Decay from above.
Her gaze fell upon Su Changxing standing beside the altar; she revealed a stunning smile, teeth white, lips red.
Clearly, her target was either the altar or Su Changxing; they knew Su Changxing was their greatest obstacle. As long as Su Changxing was dealt with, the others were nothing.
"I’m here to kill you."
The red‑clothed woman hovered above the City of Decay, her fingers coming together, interlacing, while the surrounding Red Silk formed a gigantic "person" character.
Su Changxing looked up at her and smiled faintly, saying nothing, as if he hadn’t noticed this gigantic Domain spreading toward him.
A resounding boom came from the sky; the Red Silk scattered, falling down in pieces from midair.
At some unknown point, Shen Xuan had appeared behind her, and with a heavy punch, the surrounding space and the red‑clothed woman abruptly froze, then shattered like glass, dropping back into the City of Decay.
Power so pure it reached the extreme, enough to break everything.
In that instant.
Su Changxing watched Shen Xuan unleash that punch and couldn’t help but think of the Titan Humans, whose Power could stand shoulder to shoulder with a Divine Spirit.
The red‑clothed woman fell back into the City of Decay, her four limbs seized by four enormous bone claws and dragged downward; for a moment she almost had no ability to resist.
She had been struck by Shen Xuan’s punch until her Power scattered.
Such Power broke through the boundary between Truth and illusion, so strong it felt unreal.
Shen Xuan landed on the ground, brushed back the fringe over her forehead, looked at Su Changxing, and smiled faintly, maintaining half a measure of elegance: "In the end, you still have to rely on me."
The black lines on her face deepened at a speed visible to the naked eye.