Chapter 7: The Ghost Mask, Centipede

  He touched the thing hanging from his neck with his palm, which was tied up with hemp rope and had an uneven surface.

  It was a miniature mask the size of an ordinary thumb, with a ferocious and terrifying demon skull that reflected eerie colors under the dim light.

  A semi-transparent material, neither gold nor silver, resembling stone or jade. It feels warm and smooth to the touch, like jade, yet cool as water, but also exceptionally light. On the surface of the mask, faint blood vessels appear and disappear, seemingly there and not there at the same time.

  The crystal ghost mask was given to the tribal witch at the last moment of his death, which is the treasure of the entire Shu tribe's inheritance, and it is said that it is related to the most ancient origin of the tribe!

  Run! Run! Run! In Wen Ya's mind, there was only this last word left. No matter what, he had to survive.

  Because his life at this moment is no longer just his own, it is the last hope of the entire clan, to live on... there will be hope!

  Gradually...

  The eastern sky has a touch of dawn, and it's daylight!

  "Hsss... wooo..."

  In the distance, a forest suddenly burst into a series of "rustling" tremors, accompanied by strange and unpleasant screams, as well as the howls of wild beasts.

  In the depths of the dark and mysterious forest, countless deadly poisonous insects and beasts live, where the bloody law of survival of the fittest is constantly being performed. The dangerous situation makes Wen Ya always on high alert, extremely cautious in dealing with all possible dangers.

  At this moment, a sense of danger suddenly arose from his heart, and the hairs all over his body stood up. A huge sense of crisis surged into his mind, and Wenya cried out in a low voice, "Not good."

  "Zhilah!", a dark red vine, covered with sharp thorns, emerged silently from the ground, making a tearing sound as it shot towards Wenya's body at high speed!

  With a forceful kick of her right foot, her body quickly sprang back, and Wen Ya barely dodged the vines by a hair's breadth, avoiding the sudden attack that had caught her off guard!

  With hatred on his face, Wen Ya suddenly turned around.

  A gentle breeze blew across his face, carrying with it a nauseating stench.

  Through the dense foliage, a huge branch tip came into view. On it, an emerald green body the size of an infant was crouching, its triangular eyes gleaming with evil light as they greedily gazed at Wen Ya's body.

  The mountain goblin's moss-green body was like a deformed infant that had been stripped of its skin, with an enormous head that was utterly disproportionate to its tiny torso. Its fangs were exposed, and its eyes gleamed with a cold, sinister light. The wrinkled skin seemed to writhe and twist, as if countless maggots were crawling beneath it, giving off an eerie, unsettling aura. The vertebrae of its spine protruded from its back, like a row of sharp, green bony spines that resembled the dorsal fin of a shark.

  At this time, the mountain goblin on the end of the tree was facing Wen Ya, with its big mouth open, revealing a row of sharp teeth like knives. "Zhi zhi", from the mountain goblin's mouth continuously flowed out dark green thick liquid, slowly dripping onto the sturdy tree branches, and the surrounding tree branches instantly turned yellow and quickly transformed into a pile of black water.

  Each of them stared at each other in a strange and slow manner, neither making any sudden movements.

  "Bastard, come on!" Wen Ya cursed loudly, he had already made up his mind to die.

  "Ga......" As if sensing that its dignity had been challenged, the mountain ogre suddenly let out a piercing and hoarse shriek.

  The mouth suddenly enlarged, "whoosh" sound, dark green liquid shot out like lightning, then exploded in the sky, a huge net-like thing enveloped Wen Ya's body.

  Her pupils suddenly constricted, Wen Ya's lips pursed slightly, and with a mighty kick of her legs, the effects of years of arduous cultivation of the nameless true energy were revealed. Her entire body leapt out over ten meters away, dodging the corrosion of the toxic liquid in the flash of an electric spark!

  "Slap, slap......" A large handful of mountain goblin's dark green liquid sprayed out, splashing and spreading on the ground, its corrosive properties were terrifyingly abnormal.

  "Zila, zila", in just a few seconds, on the damp forest floor, dozens of deep and shallow pits appeared, with the surrounding soil scorched black!

  But before Wen Ya could catch his breath, with Shan Xiao's another loud whistle, the green liquid sprayed towards his body like a stormy rain, Wen Ya let out a loud cry, jumped up and dodged the extremely toxic dark green liquid in a fluster...

  Wen Ya was about to be forced into a collision with a tree trunk that had a diameter of about 20 centimeters.

  Just then, "Ga...", the mountain ogre suddenly let out a piercing and hoarse scream, transforming into a dark green light that rapidly pounced towards his body.

  "Son of a turtle!" Wen Ya was not surprised, but delighted. He stretched out his hands and grasped the tree trunk like steel claws. With a loud roar, the muscles on his arms burst forth like a dragon.

  With a cold gaze, he watched as the mountain goblin's body swooped down like a ghost, and Wen Ya's eyes burst forth with a hateful glow. The sturdy tree swung back and directly struck the mountain goblin's dark green body with a loud thud.

  "Pong da", under the sudden attack, Shan Xiao's body was directly blasted open...

  Before Wen Ya could even get excited, the green ** that had scattered everywhere suddenly gathered and transformed in mid-air, recombining into Shan Gui's ugly body in the blink of an eye.

  "Ga Ga!" The mountain goblin let out a sharp, ear-piercing shriek like the cry of an owl at night. Its entire body twisted and contorted into a ball of dark green liquid in the blink of an eye, directly wrapping itself around the tree trunk.

  At the same time, a strange and ugly ghost face slowly emerged from the green liquid, with its bright red mouth violently writhing and crazily biting towards Wenya's cheek...

  At this point, it was unavoidable, and Wen Ya's heart felt cold as he stared at the ugly face of Shan Gui getting closer and closer to him. His mouth hurriedly muttered a sentence with obscure and unclear word sounds!

  At this moment, a strange thing happened. The ghost mask hanging from Wen Ya's chest suddenly emitted a bright light like flames on its surface. Countless strange and mysterious patterns intertwined in mid-air, eventually forming a blood-colored pattern that was difficult to describe, blocking the mountain demon's path...

  "The rustling sound continued, and the two sides were in a strange stalemate. But Wen Ya was shocked to discover that the thick ** on Shan Gui's body was rapidly corroding the blood-colored flower pattern emitted by the sleeve ghost face, and it had already penetrated more than half of his body in the blink of an eye."

  "I'm going to die... It seems that even the last resort given by Zong Wu can't save my life!" Wen Ya closed his eyes in despair!

  "Plop", and like a balloon bursting, the blood-colored floral pattern that had woven together in mid-air to form a protective shield shattered in an instant, leaving a gaping hole the size of a human fist, the situation precarious!