I clenched my fists tightly. My body was shaking and sweat was pouring out of my body. However, in just a few moments, I was blown dry by the gusts of cold wind.
Looking at the sight before me, my pupils contract. At this moment, there's nothing I can do. I can only look on helplessly!
At this time, the burning paper money had already arrived in front of Er Nao. At the same time, I saw that the air in the distance seemed to be emitting waves of slight turbulence.
It seemed as if the Yin Yang energies were in chaos not too far away, and the flames on the ground began to throb even more violently as they fled in other directions.
At this moment, melodious sounds came from all directions. This was already an extremely familiar sound, but every time I heard it, I would feel a chill in my heart.
It was the sound of bells ringing again, and every time it rang out, it meant death.
I still don't know where this voice came from. Is it only a symbol of death?
Or perhaps there was some other meaning?
This was because there seemed to be something special about the sound. Not all deaths would be able to hear this sound.
If he could only hear part of it, then what was so strange about this part?
And at this time, the bell suddenly rang, it was filled with sorrow and vicissitudes of life, was Er Nao considered a part of death!
My face paled, but I didn't expect that at this moment, another strong gust of wind would suddenly blow by in front of me.
The burning paper money that was already close to Er Nao suddenly changed its direction, and reversed in an instant.
He crazily dashed in the other direction.
Everyone was caught off guard by this turn of events. The villagers did not expect this, nor did the youngsters who had just beaten them.
Some people even began to hold the mindset of watching a good show.
A lot of people would act this way, acting as if it had nothing to do with them when others were in danger.
However, he didn't know that after this person dies, it might be his turn next.
This kind of behavior could be called selfish …
Unfortunately, the flames were aimed at the people who were going to watch the show, and were aimed at the young men who attacked Er Nao just now.
Originally, when they saw the flames heading towards Er Nao in unison, they had already let their guard down. No matter what, they did not expect that a gust of wind would change the direction of the flames.
At this moment, I heard a series of ghostly wails from the wind.
It seemed to be mixed within the wind, but also seemed to be mixed within the flames.
This flame was very strange. It was burning on the paper money, but in the process, the paper money didn't turn into ashes.
Logically speaking, they should have turned to ashes long ago after burning for such a long time.
Of course, most of the paper money that Er Nao threw out had already been burnt away, and only a few of them were dancing in the air with flames.
The youngsters panicked when they saw the paper money coming towards them. One of them took off his clothes, while the others picked up a branch from the ground.
These people violently waved the things in their hands, wanting to extinguish the flames that were coming towards them.
Although the paper money burned with an exuberant flame, compared to the fire on the ground, there were no Phase s.
However, at this moment, these seemingly weak flames were like a deadly killing star. No one dared to touch them!
Moreover, no matter how hard these young men tried, these flames were like a lingering ghost that swept towards them.
At the same time, I saw the flames light up a corner of their clothes.
The two youngsters screamed at the same time. Although only a corner of their clothes were burnt, the fear they had buried in their hearts was completely released.
I saw the flames spreading crazily along the edges of their clothes, while the two of them continuously waved their hands, crazily flapping their hands in an attempt to slap the flames down.
However, it was completely useless. I saw that during the process of slapping the two of them, their hands had already turned blood-red.
From this, one could tell that these flames were very different from ordinary flames.
If it was a normal flame, it would have been extinguished long ago. How could it even burn his skin to such a color?
Since this flame was emitting such an intense positive aura, it should belong to the Yang Fire. However … This flame was so strange …
that made me think of something...
Yin and Yang were born.
This thing was slightly mentioned in the Compendium of Evil Theurgy, but it was actually a very simple principle.
The Taoists say that the cathode and the sun, the anode and the yin, everything has no absolute. When one reaches a critical point, or reaches a certain limit, there will be a certain kind of change.
An essential change.
And what I'm seeing right now could very well be this kind of transformation.
In truth, this flame could not be said to be a pure yang fire. It was a change that occurred when the resentment of the yin flames reached their limit.
This kind of transformation wasn't considered strange, as the cathode and the sun contained the laws of nature within them.
However, the flames that were about to be extinguished were probably not something that could be done in a normal manner …
After all, it contained both Yin and Yang … There is a description on how to extinguish this flame in the Compendium of Evil Theurgy, but I have yet to learn it!
Why, why was it that what he had learned always differed from what he needed? Is it because I haven't worked hard enough?
At this moment, the screams of the two youngsters still continued. After discovering that the flames could not be extinguished, they both chose to take off their burning clothes.
But before they could continue, the surrounding flames all seemed to have received some sort of command.
All of the burning paper money actually rushed towards the two of them, but the surroundings calmed down instead …
In other words, the paper money had changed from the one that was attacking the combatants to the one that was targeting these two.
Seeing the change in the paper money, I couldn't help but turn my head and look in all directions.
Because at this moment, I even thought that everything that happened around me was controlled by someone. It was as if someone was controlling everything from the shadows.
But when I looked back, I saw nothing but faces of surprise and fear.
Amidst those terrified faces, there were even traces of relief, as if they were saying, "Fortunately, I wasn't the one who died …"
Perhaps it was human nature to have such an expression …
The burning paper money rushed towards the two of them. The two of them, who were about to take off their clothes, stood dumbly on the spot. They didn't move as they looked at the flames in front of them.
The two of them seemed to have been scared silly, or perhaps they knew in their hearts that there was no hope for them.
Paper money fell at their feet, as if it was a funeral.
As for the surrounding melodious bell sounds, they had been echoing since the beginning, but now they had finally disappeared.
At almost the same time, the flames on his clothes and the fire on the ground sprung up like a madman, rising crazily.
In an instant, the two of them were engulfed. I had never seen a flame that could spread so fast.
Ah!" "Ahhh!
At this time, a series of shrill screams could be heard. The two young men who were completely engulfed in flames opened their arms and screamed out in a crazed manner. Sparks continued to fall from their bodies one after another.
However, the falling sparks would soon be extinguished, and there was no power behind the flames on the paper money.
Listening to these heart-wrenching screams, my heart also twitched, and I could not bear it anymore.
When the villagers saw the two fire men, they subconsciously retreated, wanting to put some distance between them and the fire man.
Especially the few youngsters who had just been standing together and were lucky enough to escape. They were lucky enough to survive.
Just at this moment, I saw a strange mark appear on the bodies of the two fire men …