Blood Moon Hunters - Chapter 252

“Ah!!!”

The screams were still on. Block had been torturing the two men for more than an hour. All the ways were fresh new to them.

They were all moved from the world of the dead as the punishment of the wicked and demons in the world. They were the most brutal revenge on Jonathan and Adolf.

“It’s almost time. Even if you use magic again, your souls can’t be repaired forcibly. Go to Hell!”

Brock said coldly, and then performed powerful magic. He only recited an ancient and complicated mantra gently, and the whole battlefield was full of wind.

“Boom!”

Then, a thunderbolt split, which brought more powerful thunderstorms. A strange thunderstorm came to the battlefield, which contained a horrible aura.

As soon as it appeared in this space, the earth collapsed and all kinds of dilapidated buildings were destroyed. And there were all kinds of lights in the thundercloud.

It was full of lightning with different attributes, and it was so powerful that it made people despair. It could be said that any thunder could kill any Greater Power on the earth.

“No, no, don’t kill me!!!”

Jonathan and Adolf were badly mutilated. They were embedded in various dark purple weapons, and their faces were almost bones.

The strong thunder, only showing a few auras, had scared their souls away. If it weren’t for Brock’s magic, they would have been scared to death.

“I can’t directly intervene in the life and death of any living beings on the planet. You will not die in my hands,” Brock slowly said.

“Ah, really?” Jonathan trembled.

Even if he had Longinus, which let him have the body of immortality, but today he finally tasted a life worse than death. Tormented by Azrael, he wanted to throw out the holy lance more than once.

But the other side cast a spell to make the holy lance cling to him. Not only did he feel the most intense pain in the world, but also was his soul constantly suppressed by Azrael. His body never stopped shaking.

“It’s said that Azrael has a great limit to stay here, especially to kill the creatures on this plane. He can take souls, but can’t kill creatures by taking their souls.”

“Even if his disciple wants to kill anyone, he has to obey the rule that he can’t kill somebody if he doesn’t deserve it.”

Adolf gasped. He suddenly remembered this. He had a certain confidence in his heart that he really won’t die today.

“Clap, clap, clap…”

Brock smiled and clapped, and then said, “You really know me. You’re right.”

After he finished speaking, the two’s eyes lighted up. Vaguely, they had seen their escape from this hell.

But at this moment, Brock sneered again, “So, I decided to give you to another person to kill! Enjoy your last moments. Haha.”

“What?!”

After hearing this, Adolf and Jonathan almost went crying. Looking at the smile of Azrael in front of them, they were all sweaty again.

Brock changed back to his original size, touched his head, and said, “Oh my, I hate doing this kind of thing. But I have to do it. Because I like to have a beginning and an end.”

Then he looked at the sky again and yelled, “Be gentle this time. They can’t stand great pain anymore!”

“Bang!”

Before his voice faded away, a golden dragon thunder had fallen in the sky. But Brock opened his mouth and swallowed the thunder. Then he protected Hanae Chiou and Wang Bugui with magic.

“This thing is not easy to digest. Life is hard…”

Brock complained secretly, but met the divine thunder the next moment. There were countless thunder explosions in the sky, and each explosion would bring a strong and incomparable aura.

This aura didn’t belong to this plane, and could even tear this space easily. If this kind of disaster was seen by the Seekers of Truth from the East, they would surely call it the immortal robbery!

Brock was doing something against the sky, which caused dissatisfaction on Taoism. The Taoism wanted to punish him seriously. But all he did was for Wang Bugui.

In another world full of higan bana, Wang Bugui was lying quietly in the flowers. Suddenly, an invisible power poured into his body, which made him wake up.

“Ugh!”

Wang Bugui snorted, and then slowly opened his eyes. When his vision was clear, he saw only a dark night sky.

“This is…”

When he sat up, he looked around and saw only endless higan bana. Nothing else existed. These blood-red flowers were the only scenery here.

“What, what happened to me?”

Wang Bugui talked to himself with a frown, looked at his hands, and then touched his body, which was extremely real.

“Can the dead primordial spirit be the same as the physical body?”

Inspecting his body carefully, he found that the self-destructive wounds were still there. He tried to use the Tao Law, but sure enough, he couldn’t use any martial art at all.

The only thing that still existed was his physical power, the various extreme powers brought about by the Eight Limits.

“Where the hell am I?”

Wang Bugui mumbled to himself, and then ran at full speed in the sea of higan bana. On the way, he jumped abruptly and observed the terrain from hundreds of meters high.

But what came into his eyes was blood red, as if this world was full of higan bana.

“Whoosh!”

He landed with the Hell Step, arousing a large number of petals. Then he took one direction and continued to rush. He would jump up every ten thousand meters to look for a way out.

Finally, after half an hour, he ran to the border of this sea of flower. There was a river here. Its water was blood yellow, and there was a sea of manjusawa on the opposite shore.

Wang Bugui immediately thought of a word, netherworld!

“I’m still dead… if this is the netherworld here, this river should be the Forgetting River. Let me walk along the higan bana on the shore. This road should be Huangquan Road.”

“At the end of Yellow Spring Road, at the end of Forgetting River, there is the Naihe Bridge over the river. At the end of the bridge, there is the Seeing Home Terrace. At the Seeing Home Terrace, there is the Granny Meng who guards the reincarnation road alone. Hehe…”

“Forgetting River is made of forgetting water. Drink a bowl of forgetting water alone, and re-enter the reincarnation road? Azrael, haven’t you taken my soul?”

Seeing this sea of flowers, Wang Bugui asked himself. Then he shook his head and walked forward. Since to enter the netherworld, he could only end this life.

“Where’s the Three Life Stone? I want to engrave her name. I hope I won’t forget to meet her again in the next life.”

He looked around all the way, trying to find the legendary stone.

It was said that there was a Three Life Stone beside the Forgetting River. The words on the stone were as red as blood, which read: Get on the other side as soon as possible.

People could carve the names of their favorite people in this life and the people they wanted to wait for in the next life. Maybe the next life they could really meet that similar flower.

Although the flowers were similar, but this flower was not that flower. The soul was not the soul of that time. The previous love had long been forgotten, and it was just a chance meeting when they met again. It was even harder to stay together.

But Wang Bugui still wanted to seize this slim opportunity, even if the next life he and Hanae Chiou would just pass by, he was willing.

After a long time, he finally came to the end of the Forgetting River. There was a big stone here, presumably the Three Life Stone. Not far away was a figure beside the Naihe Bridge.

Wang Bugui engraved Hanae Chiou’s name on the Three Life Stone, and then gently rubbed it with his hands. It seemed that when he saw the name, he could think of the woman he dreamed of.

He put his forehead on that name again and resolutely said, “I will find you in the next life!”

After that, he turned and walked to the figure under the bridge, but what he saw next made him slowly widen his eyes.

“You are… the Granny Meng?”

Wang Bugui was very surprised. He didn’t expect that the Granny Meng in everyone’s mouth was a beauty that would never be found throughout years. Her face wouldn’t be found in the human world.

Though in a black robe, it couldn’t hide her charming figure. Her deep eyes seemed to see through human hearts. With a sorrow on her face, she stared quietly at the person in front.

“Another young man. A cultivator? It turns out that you’re also a man of suffering.”

Granny Meng shook her head with a sigh, and then waved her hand, and a bowl of yellow soup appeared in her hands. She added, “Come on, drink this bowl of soup, and you can forget the love and hatred of your life.”

“The gains and losses of your life will also be forgotten with this bowl of Granny Meng’s Soup. People whom your concern and hate in this life will all be strangers to you in the next life.”

Wang Bugui looked quietly at the bowl of Granny Meng’s Soup, which was the real forgetting water. Once he drank it, he would really forget everything. He would enter reincarnation again without joy, sorrow, love, or hate.

“What’s wrong? You don’t want to drink it?” Granny Meng asked softly.

“Really? Can I not drink it?” Wang Bugui asked, looking up.

“Yes, but you have to jump in the Forgetting River and endure suffering for thousands of years before you can reincarnate. If the person you love is with a strong cultivation base, you may find her again.”

Pointing at the blood yellow river, the Granny Meng slowly told the condition of not forgetting love of this life.

Wang Bugui nodded and said, “Then I’m willing to wait for her for thousands of years. The higan bana blooms for thousands of years, and falls for another thousand years. When the flowers fall, I can embark on the road to find her again.”

“You have to think clearly. In the Forgetting River are all lonely ghosts who have committed terrible evils and can’t be reborn. The evil aura in it is not trivial.”

“There used to be many spoony men who refused to forget love, but they were killed by this river in the end. There were very few people who persisted for hundreds of years. Are you sure you want to enter it?”

The Granny Meng then told the difficulties and, at the same time, brought the soup to him.

Wang Bugui slowly shook his head, saying, “I’ve decided. Without Hanae Chiou, Wang Bugui will not be Wang Bugui. Evil souls for thousands of years, so what? For her, everything is worth it!”

Finishing speaking, he went to the Forgetting River and was about to jump in it.

“Wait!”

Suddenly, a familiar voice stopped him. At this moment, Wang Bugui’s foot almost stepped into the river.

But this voice made him take back his foot and turn around to look at the direction of the voice.