Chapter 142: Blood is the Essence of Strength (Page 1/1)

It was as if everything had gone back to the beginning, with the low, dark whispers, the lingering smell of potions, and the eternally dim, nightmarish city.

The moment he opened his eyes, Huang Yu didn't have fear or surprise, just chuckled in a low voice with a mocking tone.

"Sure enough, it's back again, you've been waiting for a long time, haven't you? It's just that you take me as a prey, how can you know...... Who's the prey now? ”

With a flick of his wrist, the cane had fallen into his hand, and the hunter's suit was put back on his body, except for the lack of a shotgun, Huang Yu at this time was no different from those hunters walking in the city.

The beast's low roar sounded in the distance, the spire of the chapel was exposed at the end of the line of sight, the cane hung down naturally, and Huang Yu walked towards the chapel without fear.

The scarlet blood light lit up in the empty left hand, the five fingers opened, and seven black shadows fell to the ground from the palms of the hands, but the moment they fell, the invisible force destroyed the hapless outsiders, and only seven strange mysterious runes fell to the ground.

Huang Yu casually picked up the runes, and the seven runes fell into his hands, and they twisted and combined with each other at the moment of the tentacles, quickly converging into a complete rune.

[Soul magic, an ancient spell that guides the power of the soul, and only the existence of extraordinary blood can harness this power]

Casually threw the rune into his mouth, chewed it into pieces like rejecting pork belly and swallowed it in one bite, the bloodline of the old god that had been completely transformed shattered the power in it, although the true qi that had been tempered for thousands of years could not be comparable to the bloodline of the old god, but it also dutifully helped the bloodline digest the power, and the accumulation of the other world was slowly absorbed by Huang Yu in such a simple way.

"Blood is the root of strength, and the soul of the body is lost...... Oh, it's just a pathetic food for mermaids. ”

When he said the evaluation, the tone was flat and did not fluctuate at all, but it was so natural, like this is the emotion that the speaker should have.

Roar!

A low wolf roar suddenly sounded, and the predator hiding in the dark corner leaped out to tear the seemingly unaware traveler to pieces!

However, the cold weapon refracted the moonlight, and in less than a second, the staff was negligently deformed with the direction of the swing, and the murder weapon with a sudden increase in length was wound into a spiral under the effect of skill, as if the beast trainer of the circus was guiding the beast to perform, but the beast had no choice!

The sound of cutting the flesh and skin popped, Huang Yu pulled hard in his hand, he was no longer what the werewolf could face, the deformed long whip almost tore the werewolf into pieces, with a bang, a lump of rotten meat fell to the ground, only from the limbs that were similar to humans, it was impossible to see what this was.

Solving the threat in the shadows, the chapel was already in sight, and the red-clad acolytes sounded the voice of surprise as they walked through the open door.

"Oh, another good hunter."

Huang Yu ignored him, and walked straight to the soul lamp in the small church, he stretched out his hand to touch the soul lamp, and with a snort, the cold soul lamp seemed to be suddenly extremely hot, and the green smoke was rising from the fingertips of the soul lamp.

Huang Yu frowned slightly and sneered.

"Denied my entry? That's even more interesting...... Are you too weak? Or are you not you at all? ”

The voice of the red-clothed acolyte suddenly became sharp: "Hunter, you, you ......"

"It's just that the inner eye has been opened," Huang Yu said casually without paying attention, "True, dream...... What's the difference? Just like the followers of the Hidden Ones do...... Embrace the inner and seek the truest power, the trouble caused by Sumer at the beginning is destined to be ended by me! ”

The red-clothed acolyte lowered his head and stopped talking, and Huang Yu muttered, "Think you can stop me by blocking the entrance?" Naive! ”

The incense-lit chapel is already the only pure land in the whole world, yet the line between security and reality is so blurred, real security? Or is it the danger of falsehood?

Who can tell.

The accumulation of the two worlds converged as one, although it did not reach the expected peak, but the incident happened suddenly, and it did not give Huang Yu much choice.

The spirit is tumbling in the sea of knowledge, the true qi is gathering in the dantian, and the sound of the rushing blood is already clearly audible, as if it is not blood flowing in the body of this seemingly ordinary mortal, but rivers and oceans!

When the sound of the tide reached its peak, it seemed that the illusion of leaving the bloodline world had reappeared, and the world was divided into two halves in front of Huang Yu in a trance.

To the left is the silent chapel, the unlit soul lamp, and the dim city shimmering in the light of the blood moon in a strange mix of blood and gray.

On the right is a burning wooden house, the tall wooden house is entangled in flames, I don't know if it is a coincidence or why, a huge full moon is hanging in the corner of the fire-covered roof, which happens to be partially obscured by the roof raised corners, and the leaping flames seem to cover the fire with the silver moon.

The melodious singing voice didn't know where it came from, Huang Yu smiled coldly, and walked straight to the right, the illusory vision became real, and the next second, the beep sound of the flame burning came into the ears, and the leisurely sigh was like the whisper of a lover, and the gentleness was like the silk wrapped around the neck.

"May the moonlight shine on your path, good hunter."

The vivid puppet stands quietly not far away, except for the eye-catching joints on the knuckles and the glass eyes that lack brilliance, no one can tell at first sight whether this is a living person who is delicate enough to look like a puppet, or a real puppet that looks like a living person.

But Huang Yu didn't have such doubts, his eyes went beyond the puppet and looked at the giant tree with countless fallen leaves, but with teeth and claws, like a living thing.

Just under the tree, the old man in a wheelchair had a strange smile on his lips, and the long handle and sharp curved blade behind his back were his weapons.

The scimitar, the more Qimen's weapon, the more it represents the user's skill and self-confidence beyond ordinary people.

Click.

The cane was twisted, and the straight cane drooped into a crooked poisonous snake, and the sneer of the uninvited guest was equally confident and mocking: "Come on, let me see how high the lackeys of the Lord of Dreams are." ”

The old hunter, who seemed to be old, was unmoved, and the mockery in his sneer was better than that of the comer: "The inheritor of the pale blood, you who escaped from the dream by luck, will not understand the beauty of moonlight." ”

"Ludwig, who followed the moonlight, turned into a beast he hunted in madness, is this the power of the moonlight?" Huang Yu's ridicule was almost unscrupulous: "When you die at my hands, you will naturally know who is the arrogant!" ”

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