Chapter 2787 - 115: Pawn_3

Chapter 2787: Chapter 115: Pawn_3

Lugu was stunned.

The third of the Shugu Monsters sneered coldly at Mo Hua:

"Do you think Lord Sishen is someone like that? Lord Sishen is a rare talent with grand aspirations; how could he possibly use such a lowly trick as feigning death..."

The Shugu Monsters are also under Lugu’s command.

The five brothers have a grudge against Dan Zhu but are forced together by Lugu’s authority.

Naturally, they hold no goodwill toward Dan Zhu or Mo Hua, the shaman of the Danque Tribe.

Seeing Mo Hua looking down on Lord Sishen, he naturally felt displeased.

But as he turned his head to look at Mo Hua.

The previously "out of action" Sishen suddenly opened his eyes and disappeared with a flash, reappearing beside the third Shugu Monster at a faster speed.

A pair of bloodstained hands grasped the third Shugu Monster’s neck.

The third Shugu Monster could not break free, his expression terrified, and turned his head to see the "rare talent" Lord Sishen, with eyes turning green, glaring madly like a feral beast.

The intense pain from his neck came.

The third Shugu Monster’s eyes widened, trying to break free but failing entirely.

His blood was sucked by Sishen. ℯℯ𝘭.

Not only his blood but also his flesh, drawn by Sishen’s mouth like a "whirlwind," sliding down his throat.

This was truly consuming flesh and blood.

Mo Hua’s gaze turned serious, decisively commanding:

"Quick! Kill it!"

Chi Feng’s spear was like fire, thrusting at Sishen’s chest, but was repelled by Lugu’s Demon Bone Cutting Knife.

Chi Feng shouted angrily, "Lugu, what do you mean?"

Lugu’s face was gloomy, "Sishen is my brother."

Chi Feng urgently said, "If we don’t completely crush his heart, cutting off his life, he’ll keep eating people!"

Lugu remained silent, not speaking.

Mo Hua calmly said, "Once Sishen consumes a Golden Core, replenishing his Blood Qi, if he continues to eat this way, everyone will die."

"He has lost all reason, even if you recognize him as a brother, he won’t recognize you, he will want to eat you just the same."

Lugu’s heart trembled, but he was unable to decide.

Yet while he refrained from acting, others were willing.

The remaining four of the Shugu Monsters all activated their magic treasures, unleashing evil power to strangle Sishen’s heart.

Among their six brothers, one had died, becoming the Shugu Monsters.

If another died now, they’d become the Shugu Monsters.

But they were only at the Initial Golden Core stage, with vast discrepancies in cultivation, and various bone blades and bone swords of the Barbarian Tribes could only damage Sishen’s surface.

Meanwhile, chewing sounds came from Sishen’s mouth.

The third Shugu Monster’s flesh had been nearly consumed.

And Sishen’s Blood Qi was gradually recovering, even his eyes were turning darker and deeper.

Everyone was shocked and dismayed.

Lugu’s heart skipped, realizing the problem; if he continued to care for kinship and let Sishen keep eating like this, the situation would become completely unmanageable.

Lugu immediately swung a Demon Bone Cutting Knife at Sishen’s shoulder.

Sishen’s shoulder was cut halfway, enraging him, causing him to throw away the third Shugu Monster and turn to attack Lugu.

Sishen was covered in blood, his gaze fierce, resembling a "monster beast," no longer having the appearance of a grand and decisive "brother."

To Lugu, seeing his brother like this, his heart grew colder bit by bit.

He knew, his brother had truly "died."

The one before him was no longer his elder brother, but merely a "beast" wearing his brother’s skin.

Lugu’s gaze was resolute, no longer holding back.

The others dared not show carelessness again, continuing with a "wheel battle" siege strategy.

Spending most of an hour again, just as everyone was about to exhaust themselves, they finally depleted Sishen’s "flesh power."

Sishen’s actions halted once more.

This time, Sishen truly stopped.

And Lugu was no longer polite. Confirming Sishen wasn’t "feigning death," he directly used the Demon Bone Cutting Knife to sever his brother’s limbs.

Taking out a long spear, he pierced his brother’s chest, digging out the still warm heart.

Blood Qi exhausted, limbs severed, heart dug out.

With this, Sishen himself no longer had any vitality.

All his meridians ceased supply, unable to perform any actions.

Finally, everyone truly felt relieved.

Sishen at the Late Golden Core stage was unbelievably strong.

In this battle, nearly everyone sustained injuries.

The third of the Shugu Monsters had been eaten most of his flesh by Sishen, losing life force, now making the Shugu Monsters into the Shugu Monsters.

Only Lugu stood where he was, looking at his brother, whom he had "dismembered" and whose heart he had dug out, feeling indescribable sorrow.

Thus, this meaningless storm came to an end.

With Sishen’s death, the remaining soldiers were even less of a match. They too, like Sishen, had their limbs severed and hearts removed.

They dug a pit and buried these corpses together.

After all, they were of the same tribe, and after death must return to the earth for peace.

The deceased general Sishen was also buried.

Lugu personally dug a large pit, buried Sishen within it, and erected a large stone, inscribed with:

Tomb of the Main General Sishen of the Shugu Main Department.

Under normal circumstances, a general’s burial would not be of this scale.

Even among the Barbarian Tribes, a tomb would be constructed, buried in a coffin, and with a formation slowly "disintegrating the corpse."

With Sishen’s accomplishments, he was certainly qualified to be buried in the ancestor Shubu’s tomb.

But now, with the famine rampant, no one concerned themselves with this anymore.

In life, there are distinctions of realm, rank, and wealth; after death, it’s no more than one handful of yellow earth, dissolving with the wind.

In life, Sishen was a powerful and prestigious general.

To Lugu, this elder brother was someone capable of achieving great deeds and being remembered in the history of the Barbaric Wilderness.

But now, it was all gone.

He himself killed his brother, dismembered his body, dug out his heart, ending it all.

...

Lugu stood before Sishen’s simple grave, feeling unspeakable desolation.

Mo Hua stood behind Lugu, silently watching everything.

Others may be unclear, but he understood in his heart.

Lugu, Sishen, and everyone who died in this battle...

All were on their Uncle’s chessboard.

All were Uncle’s pawns.

Yet they were completely unaware.

Their destinies were manipulated, unbeknownst.

They didn’t know where the famine came from, didn’t know why they died, didn’t know why such a tragedy of "people eating people" occurred, nor the root cause of it all.

Indeed, they hadn’t even heard the name "Gui Tao’s people."

And so, amid the contemplation of the world’s impermanence and the cruelty of fate, they unknowingly were toyed with, to death, not knowing why they died...

Not knowing that they were merely pawns.

Not knowing that among countless pawns, they were an insignificant piece that their Uncle wouldn’t even glance at...