Global Dungeon: I Can See the Status Bar

Chapter 95: Chapter 86: Let Me Study Ghostly Creature Physiology

Early the next morning, after having egg-filled pancakes, Lu Wenwu set out from the village with Mao Mao.

The road they came by had only a few kilometers left uncovered, while the remaining part was shrouded in gray mist.

However, Lu Wenwu didn’t need to return the same way. Mao Mao sniffed hard on the road and led him straight up the mountain.

After twisting and turning for a while, the person and the dog arrived at a path that appeared rarely traveled.

After about half an hour of walking, Lu Wenwu suddenly caught a whiff of a fragrance for no reason.

“Mao Mao, did you smell anything? Why is there a scent of food?”

Having Mao Mao lead the way was merely for elegance; in essence, Lu Wenwu, whose [Body] attribute had been enhanced to 2500 points, now had body functions that were incredibly strong.

His terrifying sense of smell could easily detect the lingering scents in the air.

“No, woof! Master, didn’t you have enough breakfast, woof?” Mao Mao looked back at his owner in confusion, “Do you want to stop and have a few more egg-filled pancakes, woof?”

In the moment it took to say this, wisps of white mist suddenly emerged, slowly gathering toward them.

The sky seemed to darken a bit.

“Something feels off.”

With a thought, Mao Mao howled and leaped onto him, turning into a strange flame pattern on his back.

The Fire of Huodou reflected in his eyes, ready to erupt at any moment.

Suddenly, the penetrating sound of a suona blared, with melodies of great joy and sorrow playing simultaneously, becoming ever more sinister as they drew near from afar.

Red and white, two diametrically opposed hues, entered the spiritual power world of Lu Wenwu.

When the white mist encased the area, it became a sealed domain, trapping those inside completely.

The abundant Qi Blood accelerated abruptly, with strands of blood-colored steam rising.

“Ah, to learn and constantly practice, isn’t it delightful?”

Lu Wenwu clenched his iron fists, a ferocious smile on his face.

“To have friends come from afar, isn’t it joyous!”

The mingling scent of blood and dense moisture painted the area in distinctly separate colors of red and white.

Red and White Crash!

Legend has it, this method is an extremely sinister Mao Mountain Forbidden Skill.

Anyone practicing it would face the punishment of Heaven and Earth Path, Celestial Fire, Thunder, Wind, and Water, and evade the extermination by the Profound Sect True Inheritor Cultivators.

Once Red and White Crash takes form, its power rivals that of transforming Infant Spirits to Little Ghosts or Hou Clan turning into Zombie Fiends.

It begins with the scent of food, followed by the sound of a suona.

Striking the Red Curse results in death by fire, as if burned in wax oil.

Striking the White Curse results in death by water, as if drowning in deep water.

The moment those targeted by this method hear the suona sound, it’s already formed. One can’t escape or outrun it, only someone with profound Dao and Great Magical Power can break it.

It turns out the cinematic start was because of this.

Perhaps the enhanced version of Red and White Crash was too strong, so it was pointed out for adjustment, making it weaker.

Lu Wenwu stood quietly, recalling the knowledge of this forbidden technique in his mind, preparing to perform a textbook-breaking method.

This thing apparently first involves something about reversing the Death Sect or something.

Then red is fire, white is metal, and in the five-element cycle, gold and fire are mutually antagonistic. But mountain soil can nullify curses, with fire creating soil, soil creating metal, forming a cycle of life and death, conflict and restraint in the five elements and eight trigrams.

So apart from innate inheritance, other Daoist arts, witchcraft, and magic become ineffective.

So…

Just as Lu Wenwu was pondering the way to break the situation, a beautifully crafted blood-red sedan chair was carried by a group of zombie puppets, swaying as it approached.

Behind, papermen with blood-red cheeks took staggered steps, playing music, with white paper money flying all around.

They swayed as they carried a heavy black wooden coffin, displaying eerie evil grins, almost colliding with the big red wedding procession.

The sharp suona sound interrupted Lu Wenwu’s reminiscences.

He didn’t really remember much of such complicated and esoteric knowledge anyway.

[Suona Paperman (B)] 5000/???

[Current Status]: Mana Abundant

Halfway through his memories, he was rudely interrupted by the sinister music, which annoyed Lu Wenwu. He raised a fist and suddenly smashed toward the nearest paperman.

“What the hell are you making noise for! Can’t you see Master Wu is thinking?”

Mighty power, like the descent of the War God, easily crushed the paperman controlled by magic.

After one punch, the eerie music stopped abruptly.

[You have gained 1 free attribute point]

Normally, papermen controlled by mana could regenerate infinitely.

But now, clearly, it’s not a normal situation.

The combination of True Sun Fire and Fire of Huodou was burning fiercely on the paperman’s remains, with such perfect suppression that there’s no chance of regeneration!

“Why do you have to force me? I intended to be a bit more elegant this time.”

With hands ablaze, Lu Wenwu turned and smashed a zombie puppet playing the suona in the wedding procession with one punch.

“There’s no point in calculating it, forget it!”

With a sudden roar, Lu Wenwu’s feet unleashed Burst Step.

He transformed into a human tank engulfed in flames, rampaging through the encircling wedding and funeral processions.

The menacing ramming horns of the Guardian Battle Armor·Chaos Neutral relentlessly tore the paperman and zombie puppet bodies apart, and the gradually closing encircling teams were smashed to pieces by Lu Wenwu alone!

Your Red and White Crash restrains AP damage, but what’s that got to do with my AD attack?

A punch from my massive fist and the opponent’s head instantly explodes.

For purity in skill, purity in energy, purity in damage!

Your pure potential is still too low, aha!

The violent wind paved the way, and the remaining paperman and zombie puppets seemed completely enraged by this unruly man, who disregarded martial virtue.