Lord of Mysterious Wizard

Chapter 109: Chapter 109 Madness

Balagon’s massive size made him clumsy inside the wooden house, and before he could even reach the inner room, his muscular arm had just lifted and had not yet touched the fragile wooden door when a sudden scream erupted from the gloomy living room.

Bang!

Crack!

The sound of the wooden house walls being smashed resounded, as several familiar beast shadows fiercely burst in.

They were five monsters that looked like mutated wolves but with human faces, seemingly having a tacit understanding for collective hunting. As soon as they rushed in, they simultaneously charged at the Harria Sisters.

To the Blank Dog-faced Men, these two seemed more plump and appetizing.

Georgina, the mother of the sisters, immediately flew into a rage. Her gloomy face instantly covered in a layer of black mist, and five snakes made of this mist, but looking incredibly real, hissed as they sprang from her mouth, their fierce maws wide open, biting towards the five Dog-faced Men.

But before her Black Witchcraft could succeed, Georgina herself fell into peril the next moment.

Sharp shrieks suddenly pierced into the wooden house, and the already fragile door was shattered by dozens of chilling winds, each gust dragging along a twisted, ferocious human figure.

Men and women, old and young, each filled with a terrifying aura of resentment.

The evil spirits screamed and laughed madly as they tried to invade Georgina’s body.

From a distance, these spirits enveloped Georgina, instantly interrupting her witchcraft, almost obscuring her form.

“No~”

An angry roar erupted from Balagon, who charged like a rhinoceros before the sound even faded.

Everything in his path was smashed to bits, including several unlucky Dog-faced Men, who, brushed by Balagon, were directly blown away, landing with broken bones and tendons.

The evil spirits, trying to invade Balagon’s body, were scorched by the blood light that suddenly arose from him.

The frightened Harria Sisters frantically hid behind Balagon, while Georgina, having recovered, started preparing even more powerful Black Witchcraft.

But at that moment, with a wet thrust, a bloody blade tip fiercely appeared at Balagon’s heart.

He was impaled through and through.

“Cackle, cackle, cackle!”

A naked baby, covered in blood, swiftly crawled out from behind Balagon.

With its mouth full of sharp teeth clacking, it looked at Balagon who incredulously twisted his head to see.

He did not understand how his defenses had been breached. The baby, with a barbed tail, did not provide Balagon with an answer, only smiling at him.

Then, with tiny hands, it fiercely grabbed Balagon’s head and bit off his nose; as the “Blood Baby” tried to crawl into the hole to feast on Balagon’s brain pulp, its small body was violently pulled down by hands that had swollen significantly.

Ah!

Hiss~Crack!

Amidst a roar, the Blood Baby was viciously torn in two by Balagon, who had entered a state of frenzy.

Despite his heart being pierced, a rich blood light surged upon Balagon, with bizarre symbols emerging all over his body as he roared and charged again at the Blank Dog-faced Men trying to disembowel the Harria Sisters.

Sizzle!

Sizzle!

The same scene, the few surviving Dog-faced Men were also brutally torn apart, their bloody intestines mixed with excrement, splashing down. Balagon amongst them appeared as fearsome as a devil crawled out from hell.

The evil spirits screamed, planning to flee.

Before they could even leave the wooden house, Georgina pulled out a small drum.

Her gaunt hands rapidly started beating it, the complex tone painfully shrill. Following the final strike, a visually perceptible black ripple surged forth, scattering the wailing spirits.

Three different but numerous abnormalities were swiftly dealt with by the couple. Yet neither showed any sign of joy, for they both sensed it.

Abnormalities, ceaselessly emerging abnormalities, for some unknown reason, were madly rushing toward this place.

The two exchanged a glance, without waiting to express anything.

Unexpectedly, it happened in an instant.

Buzz!

A large bundle of black hair suddenly sprang out from the corner drain entrance, quickly wrapping around Georgina’s neck, leaving no time for reaction. With a crack, her head was brutally twisted off.

Gurgle, it rolled to the feet of Balagon.

From the narrow drain entrance, a rotten woman’s head forcefully emerged, swaying along the black hair towards the fixed body.

“Ah~”

Just as the two inconspicuous servants were about to scream, they heard a loud “bang”, as a thick, fresh-red tongue-like thing pierced through the wooden wall, simultaneously rolling out the bodies of the two servants, followed by the sound of crunching.

“Ah ah~ Save us, we don’t want to die.”

“Right, we have an item, the item grandma gave us.”

The horrifying scene terrified the Harria sisters, who both threw aside a bag of Divine Grace Coins, then each took out a small, dried, two-headed lizard.

Without hesitation, they stuffed it into their mouths. Having just awoken from the grief of losing his wife, Balagon saw this scene and immediately roared, “No!”

His intervention was too late; the Harria sisters had already swallowed the dried lizards. Almost immediately, a blue tornado spontaneously formed, wrapping around both of them. The sisters looked at each other, seemingly seeing joy in each other’s eyes.

“Run!”

Though chubby as pigs originally, at this moment, they were inexplicably light, breaking through a wooden wall each, swiftly trying to escape like a sweeping wind.

But as soon as they left, a proud laugh emerged abruptly, accompanied by two screams; the sisters were silenced.

“Abu!”

Balagon, like a monster, roared in grief and fury.

Dead, all dead.

A family was wiped out in an instant, leaving only the two of them.

No, actually, only one remained.

Creak!

The thin wooden door slowly opened, revealing a tall, gaunt figure slowly coming out.

He was a man dressed in a tight black suit with familiar white bandages on his face, walking out of the inner room, no longer shrinking back but taking steps towards Balagon like a cornered beast, a hoarse and low voice rising in this hell-like wooden house.

“Abu is dead.”

“Next, it’s your turn.”

As his words fell, Tang Qi reached into his clothing, slowly pulling out two bizarre cleavers from beneath his ribs.

Serland’s Dual Blades!

Buzz!

Almost instantly, a torrent of information exploded in Tang Qi’s mind, numerous fragments filled with mad and exquisite sword skills were digested, accompanied by endless murmurs of madness.

An ordinary person wouldn’t last a single breath before falling into madness.

But Tang Qi had a premonition that if he wished, even with the remaining spiritual power, he could withstand the state of madness.

However, curiously, as Tang Qi built a wall of spiritual power, he intentionally left a small gap.

“Cardo!”

Balagon, with eyes full of fresh blood, charged at Tang Qi like a mad monster.

And what met him was a terrifying flash of blades.

“Die!”

Tang Qi allowed that mad state to temporarily take over, skillfully manipulating his hands to execute the kind of sword skill, that seemed capable of cutting through anything, he had once witnessed.