Chapter 1063 – The Legendary Iron-Eating Beast Corps (5)
This isn’t just a horde of snakes!
The camp was surrounded by countless serpents!
With their long, slender bodies, they could easily slither through the gaps in the barriers of the camp.
At that moment, the true quality of the soldiers was put to the test.
If it were ordinary soldiers, they would have already been so scared they’d pee their pants and faint on the ground, but Jiang Pengji’s soldiers, though panicked, managed to suppress their instincts of fear. They gritted their teeth, hair standing on end, holding torches to fend off the snake swarm.
“Reinforce the defenses, pour oil and set it on fire—”
Having a command gave them a degree of confidence, but facing the relentless advance of the snakes, the advantage of fire was minimal.
“Could these snakes be… possessed?”
These snakes didn’t seem afraid of fire?
Everyone felt a wave of dread; they hadn’t imagined they would die not on the battlefield, but from snake bites instead.
Feng Jin and the others rushed out upon hearing the news, their faces drained of color.
One snake isn’t scary, two snakes aren’t scary, but a massive sea of snakes covering your entire field of vision is terrifying, right?
“This is bad! Send someone to report to the Lord, if necessary—prepare to break out!”
Feng Jin and Feng Zhen were the first to snap back to reality, struggling to control their instinctive reactions.
They didn’t first worry about their own safety; instead, they were concerned about the safety of their Lord, Jiang Pengji.
The snake swarm seemed to be toying with them; apart from striking back when set on fire, they chose to close in slowly, seemingly enjoying the final struggles and humiliation of their prey. Many snakes even climbed onto the tents, huddled up high—how terrifying!
“What breakout?”
Jiang Pengji’s indifferent voice came from behind, as if she hadn’t even noticed the sea of snakes before her, instead staring calmly at her strategist.
Her cold demeanor made the audience unable to take it anymore—
They were fine watching Jiang Pengji carve a bloody path on the battlefield, surviving through mountains of corpses and rivers of blood, but they couldn’t accept an endless stream of serpents appearing in high-definition livestream—this wasn’t just one or two, but possibly hundreds of thousands or even millions of snakes!
【Heavenly Rain Hasn’t Fallen】: I can’t take it anymore—the livestream footage is making me seriously uncomfortable—
【Tongtong’s Maid】: I thought the livestream was terrifying enough, but I didn’t expect it to be this intense—
【Xuanxiang of the Prefecture】: The horrors of ancient times, I’m never daydreaming about time travel again; I can’t risk my life on this!
【Water Color Elf】: Here I come; don’t be scared, my comrades, the bullet screen bodyguard technique! Great Summoning Technique—Core Values of Socialism!
The audience fought through nausea and fear, the tightly packed bullet screen covering the entire screen, barely alleviating their discomfort.
Even so, many viewers still panicked.
Remarkably, viewers who had fought hard to secure spots in the livestream began logging out one by one.
It wasn’t that they didn’t want to watch; it was just that the visuals were too horrifying—those suffering from intense phobias might have a breakdown just watching!
Seeing Jiang Pengji appear calmed Feng Jin and the others’ hearts considerably.
“Please take care of yourself, my Lord; I’ll arrange to break out—”
Jiang Pengji glanced at the snake swarm now flooding the camp, coldly stating, “The ones that should roll are these beasts!”
Feng Jin: “…”
Jiang Pengji smirked, “To dare to show off in front of the ancestors, the Gaoyue Tribe certainly has guts.”
Feng Jin and the others were still dazed.
“Withdraw! Watch how your Lord fends off a million snakes all by herself!”
Jiang Pengji couldn’t help but show off a bit; without waiting for Feng Jin’s response, she held the jade flute to her lips.
Everyone: “…”
As the first note emerged, Feng Jin, Wei Ci, and Meng Heng—who were skilled in music—furrowed their brows tightly.
The flute sounded harsh and shrill, piercing straight into their eardrums, lacking any trace of the melodic tones a jade flute should possess.
Jiang Pengji seemed oblivious, standing there like a steadfast pine against the wind.
Her long hair was as dark as ink, her brows and eyes painted like a masterpiece; with her eyelids slightly closed, her long, curled eyelashes fluttered like little fans.
Two wide sleeves cascaded down to her elbows, resembling piled clouds, revealing her two snowy white wrists.
Jiang Pengji was lost in admiration; if she were quiet, she would indeed exude a touch of otherworldly grace, but if she wasn’t quiet—
The tune was off-key, the melody was non-existent; it sounded like a clueless child randomly blowing on a flute.
Wei Ci and the others thought their Lord was fooling around, but they soon buried that thought deep in their minds.
“Look—snakes! The snakes—”
Meng Hunyun, being a straightforward man and not well-versed in music, was the least disturbed.
On one side was the chilling hissing sound, on the other side was the demonic sound flooding their ears from their Lord—comparatively, the Lord’s flute music was somewhat more pleasant.
As Jiang Pengji played the first note, the writhing snake swarm seemed to hit the pause button.
Upon the second note, the orderly snake swarm began to riot, their slender bodies twisting and squirming uncontrollably.
With the third note, the nearby soldiers experienced a momentary illusion—were these snakes afraid?!
They indeed were afraid!
An instinctive shiver surged through their souls, their bodies yearning to escape the unseen killing intent!
In Jiang Pengji’s eyes, the snakes were no longer just a vague “human,” but instead a colossal being wielding their life and death!
If a skilled spirit controller were present, they would see Jiang Pengji’s vast psychic domain radiating outward, overwhelming everything within reach and arrogantly claiming dominion—
This was the domain of the lady; anyone who dared to come here would be slaughtered!
Jiang Pengji’s physical abilities were far from peak; at most, they rivaled those of a seven- or eight-year-old, but her psychic domain had fully restored to its zenith.
Even while suppressing two unruly sub-systems, she could still spare the energy to expand her domain, erasing the tiny brains of the snakes!
Truly killing without any visible means!
The so-called flute music driving the snakes away was simply a clever cover for Jiang Pengji’s manipulation of her psychic domain.
After playing for a while, Jiang Pengji slightly opened her eyes.
Wei Ci, who had been watching her closely, saw her dark eyes blink to silver briefly, but that glimmer disappeared as quickly as it appeared.
Had he not concentrated, he might have thought he was seeing things.
Jiang Pengji didn’t stop, yet the soldiers in the camp witnessed the chaotic struggling of the snake swarm gradually come to a halt, completely motionless.
Was it Wei Ci’s illusion—
As the snake swarm twisted, he seemed to hear faint cracking sounds, resembling the noise of bones breaking.
After a stick of incense’s worth of time, wherever he looked, the snake swarm was silent.
After a long while, Jiang Pengji played the final, shrill flute note, finally putting down the sadly used jade flute.
The camp fell into dead silence—
Meng Hunyun poked the nearest snake with his weapon, discovering these snakes were actually lifeless!
“Get rid of all of them; it’s disgusting to look at.”
Jiang Pengji coolly hung the flute at her waist, flicked her wide sleeves, and gracefully returned to her tent.
Destroying the snake’s brain domain would theoretically also obliterate its nervous system. Therefore, even if they only “died” for a short moment, Jiang Pengji wasn’t worried that the already lifeless snakes would harm the soldiers with residual neural movements, reassuringly letting them deal with the snake corpses.
