As a resting person, the dead have also rested many human races, and have seen countless faces in the face of death, among which the most noteworthy point is their fleeting attitude, maybe one second is still unacceptable fear, the next moment is an inexplicable calmness.

It's like it is now.

Two clouds of gray-white smoke suddenly stopped, and a heavy touch condensed between his eyebrows, "Although I don't want to disturb you now, my time is limited. ”

"Our agreement should also be fulfilled. ”

The vial was placed in front of the dead, and there was a crystal clear red liquid circulating inside, and every drop was the crystallization of life in the most pure form.

A small white hand quietly climbed up the bottle, and its pupils were erected as if it had seen an excellent delicacy.

"Huh?"

Under the soft scolding, the kitten nested honestly in his arms.

Picking up the blood vial, his gaze stopped at the little guy who was still staring at it, this is also an interesting existence, what kind of person will attract what kind of existence, this sentence is not wrong.

When I opened the bottle, there was no imaginary smell of blood, but a unique light fragrance, like the night spring water from the forest of the world.

A sudden voice interrupted the act of taking a sip, "Something that looks bright may be a deadly trap." ”

Turning his eyes to Lance, his calm face did not fluctuate, but a faint hint of revenge could be detected in his bright red eyes.

His gaze shifted to the blood vial, the rippling crystal liquid, which was very much in line with the meaning of the sentence itself.

Deception and cunning, this is like the appearance of a dark one.

But if it's the one in front of you............

The corners of his mouth were slightly upturned, different from the previous stiffness and numbness, this time it was full of a strange visual impact, and he drank it without hesitation.

"Dang!"

The bottle shattered, the body dissipated like a cloud of smoke, and the neutral shrill voice gradually turned soft, "In the moment of your death, I think we will meet again." ”

At the end of the voice, a faint glow drifted, as if a subtle sense of isolation from space could be clearly felt, which was an imprint from the soul level, the grassroots of the world, with a broad name: Death Record.

It can be vividly seen as a kind of death list from the resting one.

Very few human races can be on this kind of death list, but it is not a special privilege, because anyone who can be on the death record will not live long after registration.

In other words, his fate will come to an end in the near future, and it can be said that this is a predestined future.

But the world is fair, and while the outcome is informed, a choice is also given.

This fate can also be rejected!

Under everyone's shocked gaze, a bright red blood shadow disappeared in an instant, leaving a long line of blood in the air until it extended to the entrance of the cave.

In the empty field under the dark night, the blood-colored figure stopped.

His pupils contracted slightly, and the ghostly light stopped in front of him, and the distance between them never changed, because there was no such attribute as distance at the grassroots level of the world.

Wisps of blood and qi swirled, black covered the pupils, accompanied by the regular slight tremor of the earth, the invisible aura began to condense, and waves of almost substantial qi fluctuated around Lance.

There is only one way to reject this fate.

That is to defeat it in the most direct and violent way!

As if sensing Lance's thoughts, the ghostly light moved, like a ball of twisted earth, expanding and contracting and reforming into a human form, the dim light passed by, and a familiar person appeared in front of Lance.

The same posture, the same costume, except for that more cold and numb look, this is the existence that is reproduced from the current him, another real him, another "Lance".

There were no fancy greetings, and the condensed pillars of blood rushed past like cannonballs.

"Bang!"

The explosion of blood gas mixed with the splattered dust, drowning the figure of "Reims".

Before it was over, a book appeared, the crimson cover was lifted, and bright red runes floated out on the rapidly flipped pages, showing that these were strange runes composed of blood, reorganized and merged under the rapid operation of the brain.

The obscure magic array suddenly took shape, powerful fluctuations shrouded down, and the ground began to crack and collapse, and with the convergence of blood and qi in it, Lance's complexion gradually turned white.

Under the domination of the blood runes, the extremely rich blood qi condensed and crystallized, and a huge crystal flower was formed, still extending, like a gorgeous flower in bloom, rooted in the earth, perfect and vivid appearance, not like a magic product, but more like a natural shape.

Level 7 Two-Star Bloody Magic: Bloody Flower!

When the smoke cleared, you could see "Lance" in the center of the flower, with a stagnant posture, like a mosquito in amber, the only difference was that dense blood pierced under the skin and connected with the whole crystal.

Some pale faces, more solemn expressions emerged, if it was just that, it would be too simple.

Fate is not so easy to resist.

"Click!"

There was a piercing cracking sound, and the cracks visible to the naked eye were revealed.

The shoulders cracked, two pillars of blood spurted out, the hot blood was glowing with a faint white gas, and under the ability to control the blood, it turned into two huge blood-colored palms, and veins floated on the outside, and the powerful aura even began to approach the undead giant!

Towards the crystal flower, with the blessing of the power of the territory, the strong wind pressure squeezed together, and the layers of black earth were stripped away, leaving a complete crystal flower.

"Dangdang!"

The sound of crushing sounded, and the body of "Lance" shattered layer by layer along with the crystal flowers.

"Bang!"

At the moment of final aggregation, it completely exploded, and a standard circular pit was formed.

The free blood qi merged into the body little by little, and the completely black pupils, through the layers of smoke and dust, could clearly see a pool of black blood.

Is it over?

Lance raised his head, and in the dark night sky, a blood-colored figure stood, his torn clothes returning to normal in an instant, and his stiff and numb face stared at him.

"Click!"

The sound of bones clashing was heard, and "Lance" moved his neck.

This seems to have just begun.