socalfunplaces Chapter 1384 The Fox's Tail
Chapter 1384 The Fox's Tail
A brief silence fell over the beach, broken only by the sound of the wind whistling through the air as sticks were swung.
Seeing Zhong Li's stubborn and unyielding attitude, Shao Yun didn't say anything more.
After all, being merciful to the enemy is being cruel to yourself! So don't blame yourself for being ruthless.
Then, Shao Yun whistled a unique tune at the Apocalypse Horse "War" beside him.
As the whistle faded, the Apocalypse Horse, engulfed in raging hellfire, immediately trod slowly to his side, leaving scorched marks on the sand and filling the air with an intense heat.
Shao Yun raised his hand and gently rubbed the iron-clad wooden stick in his hand onto the raging flames on the Tianqi Horse "War".
In the blink of an eye, a layer of scorching flames adhered to the surface of the stick, the iron sheet was burned red-hot, and the flames spread along the wooden core, and the entire stick instantly became a burning fire stick, radiating a heart-palpitating high temperature and pressure.
Shao Yun gripped the flaming iron-clad wooden stick tightly in his hand, his arms exerting slight force.
He slightly turned his body, assuming a stance like hitting a baseball, his eyes suddenly sharpening, and he let out a low shout: "Hey!"
With a low shout, Shao Yun suddenly exerted force in his arm, swinging the fire stick in his hand so fast that it was just a streak of fiery red light, carrying a devastating force, and smashed straight toward Zhong Li's temple.
He showed no mercy; this blow was meant to take Zhongli's life.
"Oh!"
A dull thud rang out as the fire stick struck Zhongli squarely on the temple, the force so great that it made Zhongli stiffen.
At the same time, the flames on the stick spread instantly, and a layer of scorching fire immediately adhered to Zhongli's body, burning his robes and festering skin, making a "sizzling" sound.
Even while enduring such excruciating pain and the torment of being burned by flames, Zhongli remained silent.
But... his body swayed slowly, then fell straight backward. The moment he hit the ground, the flames attached to him exploded completely, engulfing his entire body and enveloping him tightly. The firelight illuminated his pale but resolute face, and also the entire desolate beach.
But Shao Yun did not stop there. Looking at Zhong Li, who was lying on the ground and still breathing, he saw that the force of the blow was too strong, and the stick was also cracked.
He continued to grip the broken stick tightly, raised his arm high, and brought it down hard on Zhongli's head, with even greater force than the previous blow.
"Bang—Crack!"
A dull thud and the crisp snapping of a wooden stick rang out simultaneously. The iron-clad wooden stick, imbued with the flames of the Apocalypse Horse's "War," slammed into Zhongli's head. The immense impact instantly broke the already damaged stick in two, and half of the burning stick flew off, landing on the beach and scorching the sand beneath him.
Zhongli was already weakened by the power of the plague, and after being hit hard on the temple by Shao Yun's stick, he was struck on the head again and continued to be burned by the flames. He immediately fainted.
But... even in a coma, a trace of the awe-inspiring aura of the Rock King Emperor still lingered around him.
There's nothing we can do about it; Zhongli's blood is just too thick.
Even though he was infected with the plague, his life force was constantly draining away, he was constantly losing blood, and he was hit hard in vital areas by Shao Yun's two vicious blows, and was also continuously burned by the raging fire of the Tianqi Horse, his health bar still hadn't run out.
After all, if Zhongli's health bar were to drop to zero, he would explode...
Shao Yun looked down at Zhong Li, who was lying on the ground engulfed in flames.
Zhongli's skin still resembled that of the Black Death, ravaged by the plague, mottled and ulcerated, yet without any trace of being burned by the fire.
It makes sense, considering it's a rock god, essentially a hard rock that's lived for over six thousand years! Trying to burn a rock with fire? It's ridiculous to even think about it.
Shao Yun gently nudged Zhong Li's shoulder, who was ablaze with anger, and muttered suspiciously, "Did he really faint? Or is he faking it, waiting for a chance to turn the tables?"
As he spoke, he kicked him twice more, but Zhongli, who was still engulfed in flames, remained unresponsive and passed out.
Shao Yun straightened up, glanced at the broken stick in his hand that was still burning and only half intact, and casually tossed it away. The stick landed on the beach.
He curled his lip and complained, "Forget it, the stick's already broken, it's pointless. I'll deal with you later, you tough nut to crack."
Since Zhongli is currently being slowly burned by the flames of the Apocalypse Horse and won't wake up in a short time, nor can he cause any trouble, Shao Yun doesn't waste this time.
He turned to look at the other five prisoners beside him; it was time to move on to torture the next one.
Shao Yun ultimately chose to focus on the Eightfold Divine Child, who was closest to him.
Well, how should I put it? My ill-fated relationship with Inazuma has been entangled for so long, and now it's finally coming to an end.
As he slowly walked toward Yae no Miko, he muttered to himself: I wonder who the fourth "Ray God" of Inazuma will be now that Balzebub is dead and Yae no Miko is dead.
It can't be that Hisaki Shinobu, the second-in-command of the Araki faction, or Araki Ichito's external brain... If that were the case, wouldn't the Hisaki family's ancestral graves be emitting auspicious smoke? They'd go from a shrine maiden family to a shogun's family...
Lost in thought, Shao Yun had already walked up to the Eightfold Divine Child.
At this moment, Yae no Miko slumped on the cold sand, shivering all over, with a few strands of messy pink hair falling down and obscuring her face.
Her former captivating and graceful demeanor has vanished, leaving only endless misery and despair.
"You vixen, we meet again." Shao Yun looked contemptuously at the beautiful yet pitiful Yae no Miko, who was sitting sideways on the ground.
Upon hearing this jarring address, Yae no Miko slowly raised her head, her disheveled hair parted to reveal a face streaked with tears.
Looking at the "demon" before him, Yae no Miko roared desperately at Shao Yun, "You devil! You devil! If I could go back in time, the first thing I would do is kill you with my own hands! Tear you to pieces!"
Upon hearing this, Shao Yun instantly recalled the scene of his first encounter with Yae no Miko.
It was under the cherry blossom trees at Narukami Shrine. She was dressed in a gorgeous shrine maiden outfit, her eyes were alluring, her tone was languid, and she carried a hint of haughty arrogance.
He scoffed inwardly, "He still wants to go back and kill me?"
Then why don't you have Ishtar, the Ruler of Time, send you back? Why don't you? In the end, you simply can't do it!
"Let's not dwell on the past; it's pointless. Now, what do you want to say? While you can still speak, say it properly, and perhaps I can give you a quick and painless end."
Yae no Miko knew that he was doomed to die today, and that no matter how much he begged for mercy or struggled, it would be in vain.
She completely lost her temper and started hysterically yelling at Shao Yun.
"You killed my god! You killed Balzeb! As long as there's even a sliver of hope, as long as I'm alive, I will never let you go! I want you dead!!!"
Upon hearing the name "Barzebu," Shao Yun burst into laughter, a laugh so shrill and piercing that it was particularly eerie in the dead of night.
Then, he leaned down, close to Yae no Miko's ear, and in a voice only the two of them could hear, coldly mocked, "Oh? Balzeb?"
"It's alright, you'll be seeing her soon. When you do, please pass on a message to Balzeb for me... I really shouldn't have killed her so easily with that one shot."
Then, his eyes grew increasingly sinister, and he roared, "I should use fire! Burn her alive!!!"
As soon as he finished speaking, Shao Yun turned to Yuan Shang, who was not far away, and shouted sharply:
"Bring me another iron-clad wooden stick!"
Yuan Shang didn't dare to delay and immediately ran forward, handing over a brand-new iron-clad wooden stick with both hands, which was even thicker than the previous one.
Shao Yun took the stick, raised it high, and then smashed it down hard on Yae no Miko's legs!
"Boom! Boom!"
Two loud thuds rang out in quick succession as the stick slammed into her leg bone. The crisp sound of bones cracking, accompanied by a piercing scream, instantly broke the silence of the night.
Yae no Miko's legs were smashed into a bizarre, unbendable shape, with broken bones and a bloody mess.
"what--!!!"
Yae no Miko immediately let out a shrill and piercing scream, heart-wrenching and filled with extreme pain. Her whole body convulsed violently, and her eyes rolled back in agony.
Tears mingled with blood, sliding down his cheeks.
It's a pity that Floating Feather Bay is located in a remote area, and it's late at night now.
Her screams and her pain echoed only in the desolate bay; no one could hear them, and no one could come to her rescue.
Yae no Miko collapsed to the ground, her eyes unfocused and her lips trembling.
"My legs... my legs..."
“Now you can’t escape…” After saying that, Shao Yun lifted his foot and gently flicked the Eightfold Divine Child with the tip of his shoe, turning her over so that she lay face down on the cold sand, unable to move and at his mercy.
Immediately afterwards, Shao Yun slowly squatted down, pressing one hand on the back of the Eightfold Divine Child to prevent her from struggling, and with the other hand he suddenly grabbed the robe on her back and yanked it hard.
With a sharp tearing sound, the fabric was ripped open, instantly exposing her fair and delicate back to the cold moonlight and night wind, creating a stark contrast with the miserable appearance on her face.
This was by no means a case of Shao Yun being overcome with lust and wanting to defile the Eightfold Divine Child.
What he really wanted was Yae no Miko's fox tail, which was a top-quality fur coat!
"Show your tail!" Shao Yun commanded in an unyielding manner, patting Yae no Miko's back, causing her to tremble involuntarily.
At this moment, Yae no Miko was like a completely tamed dog (foxes belong to the canine family), so docile that it was heartbreaking.
Perhaps the excruciating pain from her broken legs exhausted all her strength, or perhaps the extreme fear robbed her of the courage to resist; she simply couldn't control her fox tail.
At Shao Yun's stern command, her four pink fox tails, which had been hidden, slowly emerged and gently rested on her lower back.
The fox's tail was fluffy and soft, with a bright color that still shimmered faintly even in the dim moonlight.
Shao Yun reached out and gently stroked one of the fox tails with his fingertips. The smooth and delicate touch made him let out a satisfied sigh.
"I see you have quite a few tails... Before killing you, let's take them first?"
As he spoke, Shao Yun suddenly exerted force and tightly grabbed one of Yae no Miko's fox tails.
Intense pain instantly swept through his body. Yae no Miko turned his head in terror, his eyes red and tears streaming down his face as he stared intently into Shao Yun's devilish eyes.
At that moment, an absurd thought popped into her head.
She desperately wished that Shao Yun's thoughts at this moment were to taint her, that would be better than this torment, this blatant tearing at her own flesh!
"Help! Someone save me!" Yae no Miko cried out desperately for help to Ying, who was watching coldly from a distance.
Perhaps, if Ying pleads for mercy, Shao Yun will spare her.