Chapter 4: The Black Blood Swamp
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Sniffing the rich dead and bloody breath in the air, Yinlong couldn't help frowning, for him who had lived in the human world for eighteen years, he was used to the fresh breath emanating from the trees on the earth.
But now, in the other world, which can be called a gathering place for the dead and undead, the death and blood in the air are really a little difficult for him to adapt to, and now, he accidentally fell into this unknown hole, and the death and blood around him are obviously thicker than those outside the cave.
Looking around, with the help of the blood-colored sunlight projected from the entrance of the cave, the silver dragon was surprised to find that the dead and bloody qi in the cave were actually converging into a large area of demonic black mist, and he wanted to get up, but he found that he seemed to be stuck by something, and his whole body could not move.
In addition to being horrified, he realized that he was in a pool of black blood, and the rich death and blood qi in the air emanated from it.
Thick black blood, like a swamp, as black as thick ink.
Every time the silver dragon struggles for a point, it will be brought in by the black blood, which can't help but frighten the silver dragon to stop struggling.
"It's... This...... These are all ...... Blood?! His mind was blank with fear, and the silver dragon could clearly feel the paleness and weakness in his words, but he was already faint this time, but he was really flowing in a huge pool of black blood.
The pool was full of blood, and the silver dragon probably had nothing else to do but faint at the moment.
So, as soon as the words fell, his eyes were white and he was dizzy.
And at the moment of his fainting, the pool full of black blood, suddenly, as if he had a spiritual intelligence, was centered on it in an orderly manner, surging away.
Traces of black blood flowed from the pores on the surface of the silver dragon's body into its body.
That posture, like a long whale sucking water, was greedily sucked by the pores on the surface of the silver dragon's body.
The clothes all over his body were corroded and decomposed by the surging black blood, and even his only red pants were not spared, and the wounds on his back and thighs healed quickly.
Time passed slowly, and the huge pool of black blood was gradually swallowed up by the body of the silver dragon.
And as the black blood continued to be devoured, a dry bone with white forest in the pool slowly emerged, just like the gradually drying up Dongting Lake exposed its cracked land, but what was exposed in this pool was not soil but white bones.
A dry skeleton full of beast-like bones!
These huge hideous dry bones, revealing a touch of gloom and evil, or bowing their heads and screaming, or opening their teeth and dancing claws, or roaring in the sky, or fighting each other, in different forms, this tragic scene, you can imagine what kind of fierce fighting there was here before his death.
And on the surface of these dry bones, a trace of demonic black gas like smoke and fog can be faintly seen scurrying back and forth, lingering, giving people a bone-chilling coldness like falling into an ice cellar.
Of course, the scene of this crazy person was not seen by Yinlong, otherwise, this guy who fainted at the sight of blood was estimated to be frightened on the spot, and called his mother at the top of his throat.
The pool of black blood was swallowed up by the small body of the silver dragon.
However, his body did not feel like it was bursting, but it was just that his body was subtly changing.
A trace of black blood, as if predetermined, flowed along the meridians of the silver dragon's body, towards the heart of the former.
Then, near the heart, it slowly turned from a viscous liquid into a floating gas, forming a trace of black mist, which swirled around the periphery of the heart, and in the heart, the black blood kept spinning, turning into a black crystal the size of an egg, emitting a strange black light.
And in addition to the changes in the heart, the meridians, blood, and bones of the silver dragon's whole body have also changed.
Almost in the moment when the strange black crystal took shape, the former's meridians, blood, and bones all instantly turned into a deep jet black.
No matter how you look at it, it looks like poison into the bone marrow, it's so black, and the crane top red is not so poisonous!
If it weren't for Yinlong, who was breathing evenly at the moment, I am afraid that people would have wondered if he had died of poison and died?!
I don't know how long he was unconscious, but the silver dragon woke up and turned around, and found that there was still a strange black mist floating in front of him.
And that pool of blood? Right! That pool of black blood!
As if remembering something, the silver dragon sat up suddenly, but he didn't have the uncomfortable feeling of being stuck in a swamp before, which couldn't help but make him feel a little surprised.
"How can I move again? But, well! Why is it a little cold? Yinlong was a little confused, his lips were cold and blue, his teeth began to fight, and his whole body trembled.
When I looked down, I found that my whole body was slick and naked.
"Ahh Where's my clothes? Belch... What is this? Feeling something underneath his buttocks, cold and hard, Yinlong couldn't help but muttered in confusion.
After a closer look, he was shocked to find that he was sitting on Bai Sensen's huge skull, which was hideous and terrifying, like a man-eating demon.
Seeing this, Yinlong's entire face was as white as if it had been covered with a thick layer of ash, and a chill instantly swept through his body.
"It's... This is... Head...... Skull?! A monster's skull? The pupils bulged so much that they almost fell, and the silver dragon couldn't believe that he was sitting on a monster skull the size of a truck.
Just kidding, right? I didn't come to the other world, but to the world of Ultraman! Where did such a big monster come from?
The silver dragon is now scared and almost crying, even when facing the red-eyed giant wolf outside, he has never been so scared as now, full of dark holes and the rich bloody and dead air, weird black mist, and even more cold monster skulls under the buttocks, how to look, how do you feel that this place is like a tomb, such a gloomy and terrifying place, he is alone, how can he not be afraid?
He didn't understand, what kind of blood mold did he pour and fall into such a ghost place?
However, now seems to be the time to complain, it is important to escape!
As soon as he thought of this, Yinlong couldn't care about his own spring dissipation, and desperately spread his legs and fled.
Unexpectedly, I panicked, stumbled under my feet, and a dog ate.
A bite kissed on the dry bones of a monster, and a cold and hard touch came from his lips, which made the silver dragon retreat quickly as if it was electrocuted.
It was as if I had encountered something terrible, and I was afraid to avoid it.
I was disgusted in my heart, and I lowered my head and vomited: "Damn! My first kiss! ”
Unwillingly depressed, he raised his hand and rubbed his mouth vigorously, for fear of leaving something unclean, like some virus, bacteria and the like.
"Here it is...... A monster graveyard? Standing up and looking around, surrounded by the cold, lifeless remains of beasts, the silver dragon couldn't help but gasp.
"Ryo!" Just as the silver dragon gasped for air, a loud rumbling bang rang out, like the furious thunder in the sky, and the entire ground shook violently.
"Earth...... Earthquake? Feeling the vibration coming from under his feet, the silver dragon said in horror.
The violent roar pierced his eardrums.
"Brush! Brush! Brush! ”
At the moment when the ground shook violently, those white bones piled up in the pool, suddenly, rushed towards the empty space five meters above the top of the silver dragon's head.
A huge beast skeleton, as if attracted by a huge suction, kept converging, condensing, and wriggling in the air, as if giving birth to some kind of life.
Time flows like flowing water.
In mid-air, the silver dragon stared at the wriggling and converging black water, and faintly, a prototype of a weapon slowly took shape, and a faint black light loomed.
As the prototype of the weapon gradually took shape, the huge death and bloody qi scattered in the hole, at this moment, as if finding some vent, centered on the prototype of the weapon, a huge black storm was formed, which was continuously injected into the prototype of the weapon.
In a short time, the piles of beast skeletons and the black mist in the entire cave disappeared.
It's as if it didn't exist at all.