Thanks to 1 commuter pass of taipa, 2 commuter passes of Anruo Tairan.

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"The Breath of Blood ......"

Metcalfe glanced at Roland, who had become eerie, and then took a cautious step back.

For some reason, the aura of the gods on this Roland seems to be even stronger now, and he has simply been promoted from the level of a young god to the level of an adult god.

And the fact that he had been able to escape in the feathers of the arrows made Metcalfe very puzzled.

Could it be that the world is still some strange place that it doesn't know?

Just as Metcalfe was thinking, something seemed wrong with Roland, who was not far away.

I saw Roland hanging his head and talking to himself, as if he was talking to someone.

"Oh? I can't believe that you can borrow my power and reach such a point. ”

"Although it is your power, it is now at my disposal, so ...... It's none of your business, Morfease. ”

"How can you say that, it's borrowing my power anyway, and you should be given some reward, right? For example, if you borrow your body from me for a while, rest assured, it's definitely not going to do anything dangerous. ”

"Damn, I can't promise this mentions."

"Okay, then you owe me a favor first, and pay it back later, interesting mortal."

"Damn Morfez, what are you kidding, lending you the body?"

Roland secretly breathed a sigh of relief and said softly: "But this kind of power is really amazing! Endless blood, I am the master of this world. ”

In fact, just before the arrow feather landed, he thought of an idea that might be saved, and that was to integrate himself into this world of blood.

Since after "death", it is possible to be reborn with the help of blood.

So now that the conditions for death have not been met, you should be able to turn yourself into blood and become one with the world, right?

So Roland boldly carried out this experiment.

As a result, the experiment was very successful, not only taking full control of the power of the Blood World, but also establishing some kind of connection with the owner of the Morfis Lantern: the Blood Moon Morpheis.

It is precisely because of this that there is the dialogue that I just had to talk to myself.

Based on the information he got from the chat just now, Roland knows the following:

Morfes is a female evil god who likes something a qiē red.

Although Morfez's soul still exists, he is imprisoned in some unknown abyss of hell.

"Metcalfe...... No, what should I call you now? ”

Roland raised his head again, looked at Metcalfe not far away with a strange gaze, and said slowly, "Should you be called a monster manipulating corpses, or Adams the Dark Thief?" ”

During the conversation he had just had, he tried to ask Bloodmoon Morfis about Metcalfe.

At first, Roland didn't have much hope.

But to his surprise, Morfis actually answered, and it was very detailed.

The black magic stone that was set in Metcalfe's chest was the soul stone of Adams the Dark Thief. Now it is in a very weak state, otherwise it would not have been able to kill Roland, a mortal.

As for Adams the Dark Stealer, he is an inconsequential monster from the Aenoble mythology.

Why do you say it doesn't matter?

Because its ability is to manipulate, to manipulate those mortals like pawns.

However, this ability can only be used on mortals, and it will not have any effect on gods or demons, or even some special mortals.

I have to say, this is a very good ability.

And the statement that even the gods can't destroy it, Morfes also gives an explanation:

In fact, it's not that the gods can't destroy it, but the process of destroying it is a bit troublesome.

So the gods completely ignore this non-threatening guy, as long as it doesn't make any trouble, the average god won't notice it.

If he can master this ability............

"This ability...... That's pretty good. ”

Thinking of this, the smile on Roland's face became even more eerie.

"You...... How do you know my name? ”

Metcalfe looked at Roland with a somewhat flustered expression and said in a deep voice.

According to its understanding, the reincarnated young god should have lost all the memories of his previous life, how could he still know its name.

A hint of foreboding slowly surfaced in Metcalfe's mind.

I don't know when it began to transform from a hunter to a prey.

"Adams, now you should withdraw from Metcalfe's body, maybe that won't go through the painful process."

At this time, Roland was no longer afraid of that guy, because he was the king of this world, manipulating the existence of a qiē.

As soon as the words fell, a loud bang burst out in the sky.

With the sound of a roar, this world of blood also began to slowly change.

Bright red palaces rose from the ground, and blood-colored forests also emerged in the surging blood, and even Roland and their feet were no longer flowing blood, but hard blood-colored ground.

"Hmph, what if you know my name? You still can't kill me, and I know you're not going to be able to sustain this world for long as you're a young god, so ...... Soon you will run out of power. ”

Metcalfe's face changed, and he said coldly: "The one who died should be you, not me." ”

As soon as he finished speaking, Metcalfe raised the dragon scale longbow in his hand again, aimed it at Roland not far away, and quickly drew the bowstring full.

With a soft whistling, an ordinary wooden arrow slowly emerged from his hand.

As it looked, the arrow was no different from a normal one. But if you look closely, you will see that the wooden arrows are surrounded by a strange turquoise aura, like spirits flying in the air.

Now, as long as any magician stood here, he could feel the horror of the arrow in Metcalfe's hand.

You must know that the aura emitted by that arrow has reached the so-called demigod level.

"Adams, give up, the blood will seep into your body and slowly corrode you."

In the face of the enemy's attack, Roland did not feel the panic before. Because he knew that the power of the blood world would definitely be able to take down this monster.

"No, it's definitely you who die! Die, final blow, arrow of glory. ”

As Metcalfe's voice rang out, the green arrow popped out of the bowstring, arcing through the void and disappearing in an instant.

Although there was no trace of the arrow, Roland was sure that the arrow must have gone straight to his heart.

"The rules of the world, the blood pact, disarm!"

In an instant, Roland raised the blood scepter in his hand and roared loudly.

With a buzz, the sky was full of blood, and the bright red blood mist slowly dispersed, revealing a huge bloody sun.

The moment this blood-colored sun appeared, the dazzling blood light spread throughout the world, making the world even more weird, as if it was in blood and flames.

"Impossible...... How could you shoot that arrow down, impossible...... No way...... It was the arrow that once shot the gods. ”

Metcalfe clasped his hands over his eyes and yelled frantically.

Just when the blood light was in full bloom, it actually saw that the arrows it shot gradually turned into blood stains under the blood light and dissolved into the floor.

It must be a hallucination...... It must be so......

You must know that the arrow just now is the arrow that once shot the gods, and it is also Adams' last hope, how can it be so easily neutralized.

Metcalfe kept comforting himself and wanted to open his eyes again to see what was going on.

But those strange blood-colored lights were like a forbidden, constantly pressing down on it, and even the control of power was much weaker.

As soon as such a thought came to its mind, it heard a clattering sound of steel crashing in its ears.

What's going on?

Before Metcalfe could think about it, a powerful force slammed into it and carried it behind him.

"Ahh

Metcalfe screamed, and opened his eyes as he swallowed the pain in his body.

When I looked closely, I saw that it was already bound with a large number of bright red chains, and it was hanging high in the air, like a prisoner waiting for trial.

"As I said, you can't stand in the way of the gods."

Holding the Blood Scepter in his hand, Roland slowly walked up to Metcalfe and said.

In this situation, if nothing else, he will be the ultimate winner.

Don't look at the fact that he just issued an order, you must know that it is to mobilize the power of the entire blood world, and finally form a blood treaty.

As for that treaty, it is similar to the rules of the gods' creation.

It's just that Roland is not a god, just a mortal, so he can use the power of Morfate to create a pseudo-rule: the Blood Pact.

Under the rules, Metcalfe will be disarmed.

In other words, Metcalfe is now a fish on the chopping board, at the mercy of Roland.

"Don't think you've been won, there's no way you're going to get me out of Metcalfe's body, it's impossible for you to kill me...... For I am Adams, the Dark Thief. ”

Metcalfe said in a feeble tone.

"Really? But I want to try it, because I'm so interested in your soul. ”

Roland looked at Metcalfe, who was bound up, with a terrifying smile on his face.

As he spoke, he slowly pulled out a blank card from his pocket and gestured it to the guy hanging in the air.

For some reason, Metcalfe felt a wave of fear when he saw that card.

Adams, who even the gods were not afraid of, would be afraid of a piece of paper made by a mortal?

It's just weird.

"Craft a new card for: 'Adams the Dark Thief' and start minting! ”

Roland held the blank card to his chest and whispered.

A golden light slowly seeped out of the blank card, turning into a pillar of light that reflected the black magic stone on Metcalfe's chest.

That's right, Roland was all about making new cards.

When he heard about Adams' abilities, he thought about making that guy into a card.

You must know that this guy's ability is to control the mortals!

Although it has no effect on the gods, it is very helpful for Roland's next plans, such as controlling the "second great prince" and "third great prince".

If it does succeed, then his plan will save a lot of effort.

"Ahh

The moment the golden light touched the black magic stone, Metcalfe's eyes turned white and a penetrating howl came from his mouth.

And while screaming, its body is also constantly struggling violently. If it weren't for the fact that the blood chains were strong enough, I'm afraid it would have broken free.

"It's really miserable......"

Roland didn't care about Adams' pain, because he only thought about the success rate of the card.

As time passed, the golden light on the black magic stone began to fade, and Roland's eyes looked nervously at the blank card in his hand, and his heart was constantly thinking in pieces: success, success, must succeed.

But the reality is always brutal, and until the golden glow is completely gone, there is still nothing left on that blank card.

This phenomenon all means that this casting ended in failure.

Of course, Roland didn't give up because he still had a lot of blank cards in his hand.

I believe that under the offensive of Pai Hai tactics, there will always be a success.

Merely...... I'm afraid this Adams classmate will have to suffer for a long time before he succeeds in casting.

"Forged again, target: Adams the Dark Stealer."

Roland glanced at the guy strangely, then held a blank card in his hand to his chest and whispered.

In an instant, the divine golden light surged out again in this blood world, and the oozing screams rang out immediately, making people feel their scalps tingle when they heard it.

However, with so many screams, there was an extra hellish atmosphere in this blood world.

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Meanwhile, in the Bright Temple branch of Aston City.

Roland's vain body is being taught by Bishop Brown that, according to the old bishop, is to increase his understanding of the Light.

Although he did not have Roland's control, his vain body was still very natural, and no one could see the flaws in him.

In fact, in a sense, it is Roland.

The Void Body and Roland coexist, and the qiē they have done can be felt both in touch and taste.

In other words, even if Roland dies, he can continue to live as a vain body.

"Bishop Brown, where are we heading now?"

At this point, the vain body hesitated for a moment, and asked Bishop Brown who was walking in front of him.

Now, under the leadership of Bishop Brown, he has left the city of Aston and headed to a remote corner of the city.

Bishop Brown turned around, stroked his beard, and said slowly, "Huh? It will be soon, and you will naturally know when the time comes. ”

………………………… R1152