Chapter 864: The First Person in Witchcraft

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Zhao Hongwen pulled the sweat-soaked skirt and looked around.

Surrounded by ancient and giant trees that blocked the sky and the sun, a damp and dirty foggy miasma floated freely among these woods like a ghost.

The air was oppressively hot and extremely humid.

The three wooden boats that sailed into this area were already wet with moisture. The rainforest above their heads, with its overlapping branches and leaves, was like a green umbrella, insulating this humid land from the outside sun.

Right in front of the boat, an ancient village gradually appeared in front of us.

The houses in the village are all stilted buildings made of local wood and bamboo. The villagers are all in black clothes and black trousers. Both men and women wear bamboo hats and black veils to cover their faces.

At this time, they saw three small boats sliding into the village along the river. Everyone stood silently and stared coldly at Zhao Hongwen and others. The scene looked very strange.

Zhao Hongwen wiped the sweat from his forehead and subconsciously tightened his heart.

"This witch and Gu village in Southeast Asia is really mysterious and unusual."

Speaking of which, he made his fortune in Southeast Asia in his early years, and later single-handedly established the Zhao Group, which is quite influential throughout China and Southeast Asia. It was precisely because he worshiped Gu Saint's eldest disciple Valiman as a family member and borrowed Gu Saint's influence. , and have been able to make a living peacefully until now.

But it was the first time in decades to meet Gu Saint.

When the ship docked, Zhao Hongwen and three of his men walked ashore first.

Carlos Edward paused briefly and followed with three vampire servants.

Although he is a vampire marquis with A-level strength, he once even believed that the ancient vampires were the most mysterious species. But at this moment, after entering this village, he felt as if he was being stared at by countless pairs of eyes, but he could not detect where these eyes were. This feeling made him feel a little hairy all over.

After everyone landed, a middle-aged man with simple clothes, a cold face, and a beard was waiting for them in front.

"Excuse me, are you Master Gu Saint's second disciple, Master Kenu?"

Zhao Hongwen stepped forward and bowed, asking respectfully. As a result, as soon as he raised his head, he was shocked by the other party's eyes.

To be precise, it's the other person's left eye.

That eye had long been chewed into a fleshy hole. What frightened Zhao Hongwen the most was that there was a bloody poisonous centipede dormant in that fleshy hole!

Zhao Hongwen, who had some knowledge of witchcraft to lower the head, recognized it at a glance. This was the most ferocious of the five poisonous poisons to lower the head, the blood centipede!

After cultivating the blood centipede into the natal Gu, who else could be there besides the Gu Saint’s second disciple, the Grand Master of Witch Gu, Kenu?

Knu may not have the youth and talent of his junior brother Kazan, nor the deep accumulation of his senior brother Variman, but when it comes to practicing Gu, he is the one who is the most ruthless to himself.

Since Gu Saint retired, he has taken on the role of daily management of affairs under Gu Saint. He is currently the manager of this private territory exclusive to Gu Saint.

"Yes, I am Kenu." The other party glanced at everyone lightly, turned around and walked towards the inside of the village, "Lord Gu Saint has been waiting for a long time, please come with me."

Zhao Hongwen immediately followed him respectfully.

It was only then that Carlos Edward realized that all the muscles in his body were tightening unconsciously.

The other party didn't use any coercion, and just glanced at him, which made him instinctively fearful. Compared with the other party, he, an A-level marquis, was as immature as a young child.

This great master of witchcraft, Kenu, is unfathomable!

"Grand Master Kenu is so terrifying, then will his master, Lord Gu Saint, still be inferior in strength?"

Carlos thought excitedly, "There's absolutely nothing wrong with that!"

"That Lord Gu Saint definitely has the legendary unpredictable ability. As long as Lord Gu Saint can be invited to take action, the Son of Flame will definitely die!"

Under the leadership of Knu, the group walked deep into the village and climbed into a two-story bamboo and wooden stilt building.

The area of ​​this stilted building is not large, and the bamboo wood is covered with a layer of patina, exuding a warm and thick old atmosphere.

Knu and others filed in. None of the windows or doors inside the foot building were opened. The light was dim and there was a faint scent of herbal incense floating in the air.

Everyone looked inside the foot tower and saw that, in addition to a few simple desk tables, at the very back of the foot tower, a haggard old man was sitting quietly with his legs crossed under the wall.

The old man could no longer be described as old. He looked like a living mummy. His skin was as dry as tissue paper, his muscles were atrophied, his hair was yellow and sparse, and there was only a layer of rotten skin covering his bones.

He lowered his head slightly, closed his eyes, and sat there motionless. If it weren't for the occasional breath that made his chest rise and fall slightly, he would really be no different from a mummy.

Zhao Hongwen, Carlos, and the six men they brought with them were all stunned.

Why is this?

Is this the famous Gu Saint, Tysol, who is said to dominate one side in Southeast Asia and be the number one in witchcraft? Can this person, who is as old as a rotten tree and only one breath away from a dead corpse, really have the power to kill the Son of Fire?

Are you kidding me?

Questions suddenly arose in the hearts of everyone at the scene, and Carlos Edward and the three vampire servants he brought were full of disappointment and anger.

Only Kenu, the great master of witchcraft and Gu, approached the Gu Saint respectfully and whispered: "Master, Zhao Hongwen, the director of the Zhao Group, and Carlos Edward, the Marquis of the Blood Tribe, who asked for a meeting earlier, are here."

After a while, the old Gu Saint slowly opened his old eyes, moved his cloudy eyeballs slightly, and looked at the group of people in front. For a long time, he didn't make a sound.

Zhao Hongwen's heart was already full of suspicion, but he had been in the business world all his life, so he naturally understood that it was better to believe that something was true than something that was not true. Now he took two steps forward alone, knelt down in front of Gu Saint, and begged respectfully.

"Lord Gu Saint, my son Zhao Bo is the disciple of Master Variman and your grandson. Now your eldest disciple has died tragically at the hands of the Son of Fire of the National African Bureau. Even my son has been imprisoned in the Demon Prison. The future is no different than death. I, Zhao Hongwen, am willing to sacrifice all my wealth to ask Master Gu to kill the Son of Flame to relieve the hatred in my heart!"

Zhao Hongwen and his son Zhao Bo also studied voodoo for a period of time with Varian. However, Zhao Bo was not talented enough and his academic skills were not perfect. With his current strength, he was now sentenced to be imprisoned in the demon prison, just like a Once you step into the gate of hell, you will never come out again in this life.

Zhao Hongwen only had Zhao Bo. Now his son is no different from death. He is already over sixty years old and has almost no hope for the rest of his life. The only thing he wants to do now is revenge!

No matter what the cost, no matter what method, we must take revenge on that son of fire!

Zhao Hongwen had knelt down to beg, but Carlos Edward made no move.

He simply did not believe that this Gu Saint, who looked like a rotten tree, had the ability to kill the Son of Flame and lead him to regain his lost family.

Moreover, he couldn't smell the slightest trace of blood on the other party, and couldn't even feel a trace of energy fluctuations. This was enough to show that no matter how glorious this Gu Saint was, now his vitality has been exhausted and he is aging to the point of death. Apart from the name, there is nothing left.

This old man who is dying has nothing left to do.

"Young Master, I think we'd better go."

At this time, a middle-aged butler who was meticulously dressed walked out beside Carlos. He had a strength of B+ level. He was not only a blood count, but also a confidant of the Edward family and Carlos.

The vampire butler walked up to Carlos, glanced at the old Gu Saint with disdain, leaned down and whispered: "Young master, instead of wasting time here, it is better to go to Europe to join the vampire family, and then give some sacrifices at most, which is better than It’s better to waste precious resources on such an old guy who is dying in his old age.”

"Presumptuous! You are so brave!"

Although the vampire butler whispered, he had no intention of lowering his voice, which instantly angered the witchcraft master Kenu. He glared and shouted, and even the blood centipede in his left eye made a hissing sound.

"Oh, am I wrong? I think you just want to use your previous reputation to join forces to defraud the precious wealth that my young master brought!"

After the vampire butler discovered that Gu Saint was not as scary as he thought, he was no longer afraid. There are still some people hiding outside, but Kenu, the master of witchcraft and Gu alone, cannot keep them.

"Seeking death!" Knu suddenly became angry and tried to take action, but was stopped by Gu Saint's slightly raised hand.

"He's just an ignorant young vampire, why should he be angry." Gu Saint slowly raised his old eyes and laughed hoarsely, "Just eat it."

"Eat, eat?" The vampire butler was also stunned, but Sui'er burst into laughter, "Are you old and confused? You want to eat me? Then you should come and eat, haha..."

Before the laughter of the vampire steward ended, Gu Saint raised the corners of his mouth slightly, and an imperceptible light seemed to flash in his eyes. Then his arm hidden in his sleeves was seen, like a bolt of lightning, flying out like an iron pincer. Usually only the head of the vampire steward is clamped.

"puff!"

With a sound like a watermelon exploding, the whole head of the vampire butler was crushed open.

Only then did everyone at the scene see clearly that the front end of the arm that stretched out seven to eight meters was actually a huge worm mouthpart!

This silkworm-like worm that grew together with the Gu Saint's arm bit into the head of the vampire steward and swallowed the brain and blood in a big mouth.

The whole scene was bloody and terrifying to the extreme!

"Mom, mom!"

The human super bodyguards brought by Zhao Hongwen could no longer bear the fear in their hearts and ran out the door in pee. Even the two remaining vampire servants were frightened and stepped back one after another, trying to escape through the door.

However, Gu Saint did not even move. Those who ran to the door of the foot building all fell to the ground, struggling in pain. After a while, the muscles and skin of the whole body melted into a pool of blood, and large areas were smeared on the floor.

In just a few breaths, six human bodyguards and vampire servants with strength above B level disappeared from the world.

The only ones left at the scene were Zhao Hongwen, who was kneeling on the ground and shivering, and Carlos, who was still standing there with his heart beating wildly.

The heart-wrenching wails of those men before they died still seemed to be ringing in his ears.

Ice-cold sweat slowly slid down his cheeks, and his inner panic reached the extreme. The feeling of having a brush with death made his soul seem to have left his body for a moment.

It wasn't until this moment that he realized how terrifying this legendary Gu Saint was!

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