Chapter 1814: Not a Single Enemy Escapes
That was her child she had carried for ten months!
She screamed madly, pounding the old woman, begging her to let go, pleading for her to let go.
But the old woman gripped tightly, until the crying gradually ceased.
The old woman let go, but the child was no longer breathing.
She hated!
Hated everyone in this village, but most of all the old woman who drowned her child!
In that moment, breaking through the thin barrier, she rushed to the old woman, mimicking the previous vengeful spirit, she reached out with her hand to strangle the old woman’s neck. Perhaps the method was wrong, because her hand passed right through, unable to hold the old woman’s neck.
She tried again and again, but each time her hand went through.
She roared in despair, her eyes reddening, remembering the drowned child, the resentment peaked, the gray resentment around her gradually changed, black-gray entwined, finally black consumed all the gray, her eyes became pure black, her body emitted the aura of an Evil Spirit.
When she reached out again, she finally truly grasped the old woman’s neck.
The old woman felt suffocated, even experiencing an illusion as if someone was really strangling her neck.
She cried out for help, her sons rushed over.
She thought she would be saved, but even if the village doctor hurried over and tried to resuscitate her, the feeling of suffocation from being strangled didn’t ease a bit, instead, it grew more severe.
She felt herself nearing death, everything in front of her became dizzying, the sensation of seeing stars frightened her, she tried to grip her youngest son’s hand, wanting to say something, but she couldn’t make any sound.
She was about to die, she realized she was truly dying, and at the brink of death, she saw someone.
That person had been dead for a long time, yet this moment that person was entirely black, like an evil ghost from Hell, strangling her neck.
So, it wasn’t her illusion, she was truly being strangled.
In the next moment, the old woman’s Spiritual Body floated out of her body, and her body ceased breathing.
This was already the second strange death.
This began to catch the attention of the villagers, but these two were both elderly, so their attention was limited.
Just as the old woman’s Spiritual Body detached from her body, she started shouting: "Even if you transform into an evil ghost to claim lives, so what! Now I am also a ghost, I don’t believe you can still harm me! I could kill you before, now as a ghost, I can still kill you! Completely kill you!"
The old woman instinctively rushed over to try and devour her opponent, but just as she went over, she wanted to retreat, but it was already too late.
From behind the Evil Spirit emerged countless vengeful spirits, pairs of eyes like wolves and tigers, as if wanting to devour her with their gaze.
The old woman had no time to retreat, she was already seized by the hand of the Evil Spirit, countless hands of the vengeful spirits reached out too, like that, a hand grasping another, tearing the old woman’s Spiritual Body into pieces, just like the elder, only a head remains.
The Evil Spirit’s revenge wasn’t over yet.
The old woman was one, and the old woman’s sons, each one, would not be spared!
At that time, the villagers wanted to silence her, it was the old woman’s youngest son who fancied her, who spared her; nominally, she was considered the youngest son’s daughter-in-law, but in the days locked in the sheepfold with broken legs, the men of this family, each one, went into the sheepfold and to her...
Unbearable to recall, her gaze grew more sinister and profound, as if a black abyss lay at the bottom of her eyes, with black seawater boiling within.
She charged at the eldest son of this family, using the same method to strangle him, then the second son... finally the youngest son.