What the!?

Mu Fan raised his head suddenly, looking at the flickering red light curtain in front of him in disbelief. Pen ~ fun ~ pavilion www.biquge.info

Until a second ago, Mu Fan didn't know what core consciousness box still existed in the Shura mecha.

Overloaded?

What is the blood succession mode!

However, a flame of fighting spirit that began to burn rose in his eyes, and it was a light that broke through the shadows in a desperate situation!

"Shura, can this make us stronger?"

"Yes."

Shura's cold voice replied truthfully.

"Turn on!"

Mu Fan's voice was like a symphony of gold and iron, so he didn't care about the consequences.

All he knew was that it would make him stronger.

As for why, how, and how?

He didn't have to worry.

"Obey, the core consciousness box is opened, the blood relay mode is turned on, and the body forcibly enters the level 30 overload state!"

Level 30?!

As soon as this number appeared, Mu Fan's consciousness froze.

That's a number that the entire Federation has never heard of.

Does it mean that the constitution level is 30? What kind of state is that?

However, just as he was thinking, Mu Fan only felt that the energy pouring into his body stopped instantly, and suddenly an empty feeling came.

At the same time, the flickering red light curtain in the entire cockpit was extinguished at the same time.

Then it lights up again less than half a second later.

However, at this time, Mu Fan found that these lights were no longer the bright red they used to be.

Rather, it is a precipitated purple color like a sea of blood.

Fuchsia, the color of layers of fresh blood that dries up.

Just by looking at it, there was a smell of blood rising from the tip of his nose.

No, it's the real smell of blood!

Mu Fan's head jerked to his side.

A dense layer of black needle tips floated in the air, and behind the needle tips, countless thin metal threads continued to twist.

With his gifted night vision, he could clearly see that there was a round drop of blood on the tip of the needle.

When did these needle tips appear, and could the blood beads on them be their own?

Impossible!

Sou!

Just as Mu Fan was thinking, those needle tips stopped dancing at the same time, and then retreated sharply.

Mu Fan's eyes widened angrily, and his body was unable to move.

The dancing needles on both sides stabbed into the body with drops of blood.

At this moment, Mu Fan felt like he had been pierced by ten thousand needles.

Yes!

It was the pain of all the cells being pierced, and the severe pain made Mu Fan's whole body twitch uncontrollably.

When the dense needle tip pierced with blood beads, the metal hose behind Mu Fan finally began to pour energy again.

This time, Mu Fan, who was in severe pain, did not realize that the energy that poured in this time no longer had the feeling that his body could not bear, but his body was like a bottomless pit, and began to accept all the energy transmitted from the metal hose.

Yes!

The confinement of limbs finally disappeared at this moment, and Mu Fan in the cockpit raised his head suddenly, closed his eyes and let out a shocking roar.

The sea of blood in his consciousness drowned him, scattering, tearing apart, and then regrouping.

The pain was a pain that pierced the soul, until at last he was too weak to speak.

In the end, Mu Fan only felt that in his mind, the sea of blood condensed into an endless space

"The core consciousness box is docking."

This was the voice of Shura that sounded in the cockpit, but Mu Fan couldn't hear it.

His five senses were already immersed in the sea of consciousness, and he only felt that he was standing in a fiery battlefield, surrounded by a sea of corpses and blood, but countless terrifying shadows did appear above his head.

Those shadows looked like battleships but not like battleships, and there were even some beast figures like flying dragons.

He couldn't call out the names of these horrific visions, but he knew that they were enemies, enemies from the terrifying lands of the Endless Galaxy.

Mu Fan seemed to be the only survivor on the way, looking for a way to survive on the ground below when there were countless enemies hanging in the starry sky.

When Mu Fan felt that he had stepped under his feet a valley where blood flowed into a river, and then turned over a hill.

His body froze.

Because, in front of his eyes, there appeared a majestic man's back with his upper body exposed, muscles like steel, and like angular rocks that have been weathered for thousands of years.

The scars on his back were crisscrossed, and he held a blood-stained knife at his side in one hand.

When Mu Fan appeared, he happened to see a drop of blood dripping from the tip of the knife.

Then this stagnant space, it seems, from the moment he saw this back, began to come alive!

Just as Mu Fan wanted to ask out loud, in the entire space, and in his entire mind, a sentence suddenly sounded-

"I was born in troubled times...... Reluctant to go with the flow...... Willing to do it on its own...... Cut through the dust and create the future of our people...... A thousand-year-old spectacle! ”

This time, Mu Fan heard a man's shallow whisper very clearly.

The shallow whisper floated in his mind, although the voice was not loud, it was like a lightning bolt that suddenly tore through Mu Fan's mind.

The voice......

Not Shura's!

The voice......

Let Mu Fan's blood explode at this moment.

In that shallow whisper, he seemed to see an uninhibited man proudly facing the universe.

In the man's body, he saw a heart that seemed to be wider than the sky and the rolling blood that was as vast as an endless galaxy!

Shura is immortal and invincible!

I don't know why, at this moment, there were tears in Mu Fan's eyes, and he couldn't even control it, he couldn't control the tears from the corners of his eyes.

It's a feeling of blood connection, it's a kind of intimacy that is born in the bones.

That blood is thicker than water, and that is an indelible blood affection.

This man ......

Who is he?

Mu Fan tried hard to see the proud man's face.

Finally, in the blurred blood-colored world, the man stabbed the long knife in his hand into the earth, and then turned his head a little.

When that face appeared, Mu Fan's originally violently compressed heart even stopped instantly.

He seemed to see ...... Myself!

It's just that the vicissitudes of life on the other party's face, the green stubble, and the vertical and horizontal knife marks on the face are something that he doesn't have.

Moreover, the most vivid thing was that Mu Fan saw the vast battle intent in the man's eyes like a galaxy.

The world began to distort little by little, and it seemed that this vague space was about to disappear.

Mu Fan tried hard to speak, but no sound appeared.

He only saw the other party's grinning appearance, exactly the same as himself, but the voice was vicissitudes and heroic:

"My name, Aga Shura...... Open! ”

The blood-colored world shattered in an instant, all the scenery disappeared, and Mu Fan's consciousness returned to reality.

Tears had already covered his bloodstained face.

The young man's lips trembled, and at last, with difficulty mixing tears and blood, he said:

"Father...... Is that you? ”

Then a terrifying force that Mu Fan couldn't understand began to float from his body, and the surging power seemed to tear apart his body, tear his soul, and then urge him to tear apart everything he saw in front of him!

In his ears, a cold electronic voice sounded:

"Blood Relay Mode Activated Successfully."

"Shura's second-order posture is open - hell ghost!"

A faint purple-red flame floated from Shura's long knife.

Shura hell, disillusionment with life and death.