……

This malice that came from the will of the forest was so deep and clear!

So much so that the old druid man immediately used all his strength the moment he sensed the danger. Pen? Interesting? Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 ｉｎfo

All kinds of not only use natural magic to play with their own blessings, but also do not hesitate to even use some small tricks that can only be regarded as tricks.

In addition, he also took advantage of the swampy terrain here, and used a very out-of-the-way transformation technique, turning into a fat white-whiskered otter (ta) in the blink of an eye, and plunged into the huge wetland swamp under his feet.

The otter has a short snout, slightly rounded eyes, small ears, short limbs, brown dorsal body, and grayish-brown ventral surface. Able to sneak in water and swamps for long periods of time and swim at a speed that is not slow.

If you are not familiar with the earth's environment, you will only think that this otter is a natural animal that breeds in the Amazon forest.

However, at this time, this old druid was facing a blood lord who was suspected to be a god-level. …… Moreover, he is too close!

Even if the Spirit of Nature and the Will of the Forest would help the druids to conceal their aura and bring them to the unity of heaven and man, they would not be able to escape a lord at such a distance.

The otter's body was only halfway into the swamp when a palm composed of red ** energy scooped its tail in its hand.

"Twitter~~~~!"

The red ** on this hand can be like a red-hot old iron, and when it is touched, it is like a wire imprinted into the flesh to take root. No matter how much the transformed druid Ganshin kept shaking the otter's fat and powerful body, he couldn't get out of the palm that made him feel his hairs stand on end.

……

The red magic holds the white-whiskered otter in his palm, like a fisherman carrying a dead fish.

"Mole ants, trying to escape! …… Ridiculous, with your stupid thinking of mortals, can you speculate on the abilities of gods and demons?

Don't think it's a weak parasite under the command of nature's spirit that can shield my eyes. Over the years, I don't know how many parasites like you have been pinched to death. …… However, since it is free information delivered to your door, it would be a pity not to take it. ”

Nightmarish words, blood-red eyes, long flying hair as black as gods and demons, and feet dangling in the air...... All this made the owner of the voice appear like the final boss for the first time, and the white-whiskered otter who was upside down in the air felt a death suffocation.

Hearing that this man actually called himself a "god and demon", Gan Xin was really frightened. Deep down, of course, he didn't want to believe this fact. But from the fact that this person's malicious aura was known by the Inspiration of Nature, to the fact that he appeared here with a few snaps of his fingers at most, this terrifying displacement speed, unmistakable shots, and terrifying aura like the abyss and the sea all show that this person is true.

This made him realize that even if he turned back into a druid in human form, he would definitely have no way to live!

…… Revolt? It's a joke. Surrender? Not to mention whether he, a believer in the spirit of nature, will surrender to a demon of hell. is that he is willing to distort his beliefs and surrender, and as the other party's god and demon, will he still leave him, a druid dog leg who has not yet reached the warrior level?

It's a death anyway, so it's better to keep this otter form. On the one hand, in order to win the possibility of being let go by the other party casually, which is less than one in a billion, the other party is full, and it can be regarded as for his own beliefs, keeping the not-so-secret secret of the spirit of nature in his heart.

"Don't you come back? …… That's good! I don't need you to open your mouth anyway. A person's mouth may lie, but a person's blood does not. Let me see how much the information in your blood can surprise me......"

As soon as the voice fell, red blood shot from the other hand of the figure carrying the otter to the otter's chest.

Gansin felt as if some terrifying monster had probed its tentacles into him. I just felt that my chest was hot. The flames of anger were like the flames of hell, burning every nerve of his.

He twisted his body desperately, only to see a handsome face approaching him. The blood-red eyes that seemed to be red crystals made his vision blur a little uncontrollably.

"What is this ability? …… Am I going to die? ……”

Gan Xin felt as if he had been bitten by a red snake at the core of his life, and the deadly venom with powerful anesthetic effects spread through his soul.

After many years of bathing in the will of the huge Amazon forest, his soul is a big step stronger than the average professional of the same level, and he can still maintain a certain calm. But he also knows that once he loses consciousness, this picture may be the last wisp of thought in his life.

At the end of his life, this humble druid chose to dedicate all his faith to the great and selfless spirit of nature. He desperately burned his spiritual power to fight against the evil magic that invaded his heart.

Under the resistance of faith, a force that involves the formation of divine power, it really allowed him to survive for a few seconds.

……

"How can a fan of the spirit of nature do this? Is...... It's kind of interesting! Well, I'm going to keep working harder......"

However, for Gan Xin's rebellion, it seems that Xuelan* Tearing Wind is not surprised. In his life, he has seen too many fanatical believers, and even saints have used the power of faith to fight against the demonization of the forces of hell.

Of course, there are failures in the end, and there are successes, and it doesn't matter. …… Because this kind of hellish demonization is not something that a fan believer can fight against at all.

A white palm pressed directly against the otter's head, and crimson energy poured down from his facial features and seven orifices like flowing water.

Before Gan Xin could convert from the previous pain, an extremely cold and freezing thought had already rushed into his mind, threatening to completely freeze his consciousness.

"Take your time and enjoy this torment in the midst of endless pain."

Then, a wave of heat-making magic energy with volcanic anger burned like a fire in his mind. On the seemingly ridiculously distorted face of the otter, the green tendons that seemed to be able to break through the skin burst out.

Although he was using his weak mental strength and willpower with all his might, to resist the invasion of this force. However, the gap between the two sides is simply too great!

The mind and the will of two beings are like the difference between the sea and the pond. No, the gap is even bigger!

But Xuelan* Tearing Wind seems to enjoy this kind of bad behavior of playing with other people's souls very much, and he doesn't want to let Gan Xin lose so easily.

Or to some extent, the demons have inherited some of the genes of the three demon gods. It is a strange race that can derive power from the intense emotions of other creatures. For this reason, they have a far superior advantage in torturing people than any pervert in the world who takes pleasure in prison.

The torture method of Xuelan is compared to one of the most famous demon kings in hell, the king of pain who is good at such a physical body, Duriel, or Andariel, who is good at playing with and torturing people's souls, is simply the difference between a child kneading mud and a craftsman forging a world-destroying artifact.

However, this is also the reason why he is not satisfied with the fact that this druid is too weak.

……

At this moment, the blood lan* tearing wind thought, the previous scorching magic energy like magma changed again in an instant. Sometimes it looks like a piece of polar ice that lasts forever, and sometimes it looks like the fiercest flame of the stars.

The feeling of half cold, half flame was faster than the simple demonic power before, eroding his body and soul faster. In the process of each transformation, it takes a huge amount of energy and physical strength to fight against it.

If this continues, his energy will soon become exhausted.

But the painful ordeal also used it as a catalyst to test the strength of Ganxin's belief in the spirit of nature. When, in the midst of endless suffering, he chose to devote all his remaining energy to praying to the spirits of nature, he inadvertently broke through the boundary between fanatics and fanatics.

In an instant, a very colossal natural magic energy or natural divine power appeared out of thin air from the bottom of his heart, as if it was born out of thin air. It briefly moistened his almost thirsty mind.

With this help, Gan Xin not only gritted his teeth and supported for a while, but also felt that the use and experience of his natural magic seemed to be getting smoother and smoother. Even the number one barrier for professionals, the warrior-level realm that has not been broken through for a long time seems to be showing signs of loosening.

But then Ganxin had a wry smile in his heart. At this time, even if it breaks through, what is the use...... That's a god and a demon!

Moreover, breakthroughs also need to be digested.

Even if your mind and mood change, it always takes time for your energy to accumulate and improve your body.

This is not the half-plane of "One Punch Man" where the rules are not strict enough, and it can bring about physical changes with changes in the mind. So even if he breaks through, in fact, Ganxin's strength will not change much.

Being able to resist this step is already his limit!

Finally...... Bang~~, a bang. The sound of a taut bell string snapping in Druid's mind sounded, and he lost his last consciousness forever.

The unwilling flame in his chest slowly extinguished, the pain and hatred in his eyes gradually disappeared, and Ganxin's consciousness gradually fell into a complete freeze, or to live it, permanently stopped at the most painful moment in his life.

"It's done~!"

As a spellcaster, Xuelan* Tearing Wind could naturally feel that the original resistance from the soul had finally dissipated.

He looked at the white-whiskered otter in his hand with great satisfaction. This druid didn't have time to transform himself back into human form before he died. In a very ridiculous manner, he became a vegetative person, not a vegetative otter.

"Come on~, let me see what your memory has worth remembering, right?"

Bloodlan* Tear Wind lifted the otter in one hand, and the sharp nails on the other cut through its body.

In an instant, bright red blood with a little silver essence flowed from the wound.

Unlike ordinary blood products, you only need to get a random drop of blood to use it, and you can only get the most profound memories for a period of time. These are all special blood that was transformed by the blood lord of the blood clan, and carried soul fragments.

The Bloodclan tastes this special blood, which is able to take a person from birth to death from birth to death, recording every fragment of memory in his mind, subconscious, and even genetic instincts.

Whether it is the fingerprints on the hand of the nurse who washed his body at birth, or the special feeling of how he was born from his mother's body at birth, or the various environmental parameters in the womb when it was originally a fertilized egg...... It can be said that once he tastes this blood, he must know himself better than the people themselves.

If he wanted to, he would be able to inherit all of the man's abilities that didn't require special hardware construction. …… That is, unless you don't have the necessary material foundation for this skill, you can use it all the time.

This is one of the very rare racial supernatural powers among the Hell Blood Clan. Compared to what in "Naruto", I don't know how much I don't know how much I can learn other people's martial arts over and over again.

If an ordinary person has this ability, he can be like various urban legends in the novel, counterattack Bai Fumei, and become CEO or something...... However, such a supernatural power against the sky naturally has various limitations.

One of the most demanding is that all the memories in the body must be received at once, regardless of whether the caster can bear it or not!

That is to say, Xuelan is a blood lord who has condensed the demon heart, or even if he is an expert-level or master-level professional, he will immediately explode his brain if he is stuffed with as much content as a national library in his mind all of a sudden.

…… Even if more than 99 percent of these memories were spam. This is not the difference of several generations behind the core processors of the computer, but the gap between the turtle speed computer of the 80s and the bio-light brain of the interstellar age.

……

With sharp nails, a drop of adhered blood was sent into his mouth, and Xuelan* Tear Wind also fell into a calm state of combing information for a while.

"Hmm~~, "Global Darkness"? Shelter? …… Gamers, Pros...... Is this the truth of this plane? …… Amusing! This druid simply didn't understand, how could this be a game? …… But what is the handiwork of such a vast project? ……”

While informatizing more than 99% of the uselessness in Gan Xin's memory into an impurity, the demon fire in the demon's heart burned and turned into ashes, and at the same time, he stored the information that could be seen in his own soul.

But the news he got made him a little incomprehensible with an experience of not knowing how many thousands of years.

"Sure enough, is this druid's level still too low? …… Or is it that the existence behind this plane is a cautious enough and old man. All the truth is hidden in a place that only it can know, so that this low-level druid who believes in the spirit of nature has no way of knowing the truth about this world. ”

"Huh~~~1 Wait, this is ...... Earth's mongrel bloodline? ”

The image of Xuelan directly threw all the remaining memories into the magic fire and burned them, but when he flipped through the memories of this druid before his death, he found something that he was very interested in.