"Alas-" Rodin sighed, his sword eyebrows furrowed, and he took a step forward, and the four uncivilized savages were all shocked, and they couldn't help but take a step back, in their eyes, the one-eyed young man had no weapons around him, and his body was slightly thin compared to their beast-like brave body, but he changed his previous ignorant appearance of harmlessness to humans and animals, and a looming black flame spread out all over his body. Pen | fun | pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

Behind him, a terrifying head with golden horns, shrimp eyes, antlers, dog nose, catbeard, and lion's mane appeared, with amber vertical pupils and cold eyes, which made them tremble with horror in their hearts.

"Del......" Several cavemen were directly frightened and their teeth chattered. And the group of old and weak women and children who were waiting to "sit on the ground and share the spoils" were even more unbearable, and desperately squeezed out of the cave.

"Bang Bang ......" The black vat was knocked down by someone in a panic, and a bulbous object with a heavy pungent smell rolled out of the bone, directly to Rodin's feet.

The three of them looked at it, and it was a black pickled dead man's head. It was a young village woman, but her once simple and friendly smile was gone, and she maintained the last moment of horror on her face - she couldn't hide it from death.

Seeing this, Chinkov's stomach squirmed, and he vomited again.

"Sinners, Guins, cannibals...... Are you still human? Even a ferocious monster can't do this, right?!" A sharp interrogation hammer struck the cannibal people's hearts, and several big men looked at each other and stabbed their sharp weapons at him.

"It's the same root, why be in a hurry!" Rodin read out a sentence that was difficult for others to understand, and silver feather-like nails suddenly emerged from his chest, densely connected like dominoes—the silver flame rose bloomed silently, and the firefly-like spirituality conveyed a joyful thought to him.

After advancing to bronze, the Silver Flame Rose also upgraded, and the armor form became more domineering - cold hard bone spurs protruded from the knees and elbows, the two spiral curved corners on the helmet became more elegant, and the shoulder blades of the flame tassels stretched down with two delicate diamond-shaped protrusions, among which a pair of wings capable of soaring for nine days were brewing.

Amplification ability and defense are fully enhanced, and those pairs of wings are extra ability runes!

"Hum-" A violent sound of breaking through the air sounded, and five hideous colorless tentacles more than a meter long squeezed out from behind Rodin, and they swung in mid-air like the afterimages of evil gods and demons, flying and breaking the attacking bone spears, swords, and scimitars.

He took another step forward, his high-speed tentacles hovering around him like an indestructible spinning blade, chopping tofu and sending the limbs of several cannibals flying all over the air. Those who are missing arms and legs are lucky, and even more are cut off by their waists, and their upper bodies lie on the ground and wail in pain.

The smell of fish spreads, and the sight is full of severed arms, stumps, blood and flesh, and this narrow cave instantly becomes a hell on earth.

Chagan and Chin Kev cautiously followed him at a safe distance, their expressions gradually piling up with amazement and horror.

The man painted with lightning paint slammed back to avoid the storm of tentacles, and was soon forced to the deepest wall of the cavern.

Rodin's cold face emerged from the shadows, and the man's eyes widened, and he let out a strange howl, and jerked up the bone spear in his hand and charged towards the other.

The tentacles of the "...... lala" were like vines wrapping around his limbs and heads, lifting his body high into the air, and the violently corrosive scalding of his skin and flesh bloomed, revealing his white bones.

"Huh...... Presumably you didn't eat less human flesh, did you?" said Rodin cruelly, and just as he finished speaking, the tentacles suddenly tore off one of his arms. "Don't worry, I won't let you die so easily. ”

"Ah...... Bypass me, I shouldn't have offended you without any means, and it's okay if you want any compensation...... Money, women, materials, or we can all surrender to you!" The man's painful facial features were distorted, snot, tears, feces and urine flowed together, and he couldn't help but beg for mercy again and again.

A hint of sneer appeared at the corner of Rodin's mouth, "I'm sorry, I'm not interested in any of this. But I wonder if you slaughtered that nearby village just to replenish 'food'?"

The oil paint man fell into a temporary state of distress because of a large amount of blood loss, and said weakly, "Big, my lord, this winter is particularly difficult, and we Guinsi have not hunted enough wild things to survive the winter, so we are forced to ...... I had to do it against them."

There was a complicated look in his eyes, "Huh...... does not produce, but tries to plunder blindly...... That seven or eight-year-old boy can eat human flesh with peace of mind, and this is not the first time you've done such a thing!"

"My lord, what do you have to do with that village? You can't get along with us for a group of dead people, can we? “

"The glory of your ancestors? just abandoned, groveling, cannibals are nothing more than that!"

"As for my relationship with them. Rodin smacked his mouth and tilted his head for a moment, "Probably they and I are both humans, and Guinz is a beast inferior to a pig and a dog." “

"If it's not my race, its heart will be different!" After finishing the sentence, the tentacles exerted force at the same time, and the flesh and blood were all over the sky, and the oil paint male rag doll was generally divided into four pieces.

Rodin turned around, ignored the frightened eyes of Chin Kev and Chagan, and said calmly: "Let's go, more than two hundred people, we have to kill for a while." “

Outside the cave, the sky burns with an orange-red sunset, and the afterglow of the setting sun covers the entire mountain and cave with a gorgeous coat.

Then, a little bit of blush spreads out, making it even more dazzling.

The tentacles around Rodin swung together like lightning, and he was like a humanoid meat grinder, chasing all the fleeing Guinz people in his sight along the way, and every place he passed, countless pieces of blood and flesh flew in the sky.

Young men and women, old and weak women and children, from the old and immortal witches and evil women, to the babbling cannibal heirs, not a single one has been missed.

On the stiff silver steel armor, his eyes were cold, like a robot born to kill, and the drops of blood like plum blossoms added a bit of weirdness to him.

During this time, all kinds of negative emotions have been unleashed in the boundless killing.

Indulging in the killing, he didn't even notice it, and the Ouroboros pendant on his chest shone like a container filled with mercury.

Chagan stopped after killing a few men with his scimitar, while Chinkov retrieved four horses and luggage, standing side by side with him, trembling at Rodin's figure.

I don't know how long it took, but there was no living person in sight, his pupils were red, the silver glittering armor was completely dyed with blood, and the soaring runes surrounding the armor's spirituality were already full of energy - this should have been recharged by slaughtering monsters, but it was recharged by slaughtering a large number of Guin.

Rodin took a deep breath, his mind moved, and two delicate diamond-shaped protrusions at the shoulder blades suddenly stretched out two bent wing bones, and then there were pieces of brilliant light feathers like stars from the void, quickly filling the wings completely, and in the blink of an eye, a pair of huge silver wings as high as armor appeared in the void, flashing a cold light as sharp as metal all over his body.

"Dozens of Guinsians who are out hunting, not a single one can be let go of the fish that slips through the net!"

The silver wings flapped lightly behind him, the dust flew up, and the ground instantly generated small whirlpools of air currents, and a moment later, the Silver Flame Rose floated smoothly into the air carrying Rodin.

With a few lightning flapping, the silver armor turned into a streamer and quickly disappeared into the sky.

Flying is the dream of human beings, and in the world of royal grace, in addition to rushing into the sky with the help of airships and some special witchcraft and strange things, wizards can only fly when they reach the great witch level of the moon soul, and if the power wants to fly, the conditions are even more harsh.

This set of sealed armor lived up to its name as a treasure, allowing Rodin to enjoy the pleasure of flying on the bronze steps. He soared through the sky like a predatory goshawk, surveying the sparse movement on the ground, and finally swooping down towards a team carrying all sorts of wild animals......

It didn't take long for a black dot the size of a sesame seed to quickly sweep from the sky, and the demonic silver armor still hung from the blade wings of the back of the demonic silver armor.

He floated in mid-air and spun sharply several times, and the huge centrifugal force shook the stain away.

Immediately afterwards, Shi Shiran walked towards the two of them, and at the same time, the wings turned into streamers and dissipated in midair, and the sealing armor retracted

Tattooed on the chest, revealing a deep, watery face.

"All of them are settled?" Chinkov stammered. The delicate and quiet young man in front of him was the culprit who caused the boundless killing just now? Compared to the cannibals, such a calm slaughterer made him even more afraid. Moreover, it is really difficult to connect the peaceful and close youth on weekdays with today's fierce behavior.

Rodin nodded, "There are two hundred and fourteen people in total, and not one of them is alive. “

It stands to reason that his consumption is huge, and the strange thing is that the power of the ancestral dragon not only did not decrease, but was even stronger than before he started.

"Do you think I've gone too far?" Chinkov's look of genuine fear seemed to make him a little dissatisfied.

"No, Lord Rodin, I think you did the right thing, you must be exterminated to deal with this cruel and bloodthirsty cannibal, otherwise who knows how many people will die at their hands in the future?!"

"It's good to understand, cannibals no longer belong to the category of normal humans. Imagine what happens to your relatives and friends, or even if you yourself are caught by them?"

After saying that, Rodin ignored the pensive Chinkov and began to search along the dense caverns.

Basically, every cave dweller has a large vat where uneaten human flesh and blood are pickled and stored, including heads, limbs, facial features, internal organs, and everything.

If these flesh and blood were exchanged for animals and livestock, it would not cause any discomfort, but the object of pickling was replaced by humans, and it was unimaginable that the impact on the soul was unimaginable without witnessing it with one's own eyes, and this time even the guide, who had always behaved quite strongly, could not help but vomit, and Rodin had an ugly face.

After searching all the caves, the Ouroboros pendant hanging from Rodin's chest somewhere suddenly glowed a dazzling red.

Following the guidance of the pendant, the three of them made a new discovery, in addition to the vague flesh and blood corpses, there was actually a living life - the pig god Lord Pigman.

The monster that provided the villagers with efficient manure fertilizer also did not escape the cannibals, and although he was alive, he was more painful than dead. His body is no longer as fat and strong as it was at the beginning, and his naked body is covered with hundreds of wounds, large and small, as if he was cut off by Ling Chi with a knife, and as for where the meat slice goes, the three of them all know it.

The most terrifying thing is that starting from its crotch, its entire legs have turned into white bones, and all the flesh and blood have been taken away.

It lay dying on the stone table, snorting.

A trace of pity flashed in Rodin's eyes, this monster is really harmless to humans and animals, and has even been doing things that are beneficial to humans, but unfortunately it didn't end well.

Another doubt is that the hint of the Ouroboros pendant corresponds to it.

"Pure soul, why does Pigman, who is so lazy and lazy, have a pure soul?"

"Hey, wake up, Master Pigman!" he patted the other man's cheek, which had become much stronger.

"Hmm...... Hmph...... "The pig god gasped violently and opened his tired eyes.

"Are you?" "Do you remember when we met?"

"Oh, Mistress Pigman remembers. He hung his head, looking extremely distressed, "The guys didn't arrest you?"

"No, I've killed them all and avenged you!"

"So no one will come to eat my flesh?" Pigman sighed in relief, "Lord Pigman is so hungry, I think I've been hungry for a hundred years. “

"Those guys have eaten my meat for so long, my lord, I want to taste their meat too. ”

"Uh......" Rodin looked at the other party's eager eyes and was stunned for a moment, "Is this your last wish?"

"Well, even if you die, Master Pigman will be a full ghost. Since you've killed them all, why don't you get some flesh and blood for me?"

He hesitated for a moment, "People eat people, monsters eat people?" “

"Yes, I promise you, but can you grant me a request? He leaned over to Pygman and whispered,

"I have a request for you as well. Can you give me your soul when you're done?"

Chinkov swallowed with difficulty and quietly walked away from Rodin.

"What is a soul, can you eat it?" asked Pigman.

"It should ...... Can't put it. ”

"Take it! what you can't eat, what's the use of keeping it!"

Eventually, Pigman got his wish and ate a feast of human flesh, and the sky was dark, his shriveled belly bulging high, and his tired face glowed with a rejuvenating flush.

"It turns out that human flesh is so delicious......" he smiled and fell into a deep sleep, falling into eternal silence.

At the same time, a pocket Pigman figure floated out of his body and flew into the Ouroboros pendant like smoke.

"A soul is done!" the silver-like luster flowed on the pendant, and a warm coolness penetrated the skin on his chest and entered his body, and Rodin felt the taste of ******** like an elemental god.

The two people next to him saw him squinting his eyes and raising his head, his face was intoxicated, and with the bloody and smelly environment around him, he suddenly walked away with goosebumps all over his body.

"A pure soul is probably a soul that lives according to one's own will and has a clear conscience - whether it is good or evil, lazy or diligent, as long as it follows its path to the end without remorse, then it is pure, right?"

"Speaking of which, it seems that the mission of collecting the three pure souls has been completed by a third of the way. But—"

The thought crossed his mind, and he instantly awoke from his intoxicated state.

"It seems that this Ouroboros pendant will turn the absorbed soul into some kind of strange energy and feed back into the wearer's body, and my spiritual power and ancestral dragon power have actually benefited a lot. ”

"It seems that it will also absorb the biological energy killed by its own hands, just like I slaughtered more than two hundred people just now, the power of the ancestral dragon has not been consumed, but has improved slightly. That's about one-tenth of the ratio - will a tenth of the soul energy of the killing creature feed back to me through the pendant, and the rest of the energy will be stored in the pendant? Or will it be dissipated?"

"This also just explains why I advanced immediately after I killed that bronze rank powerhouse in the first place, and this pendant is indispensable. “

"And the benefits of one pure soul are far greater than the sum of two hundred mottled souls. ”

He had no aversion to the evil act of absorbing souls to strengthen himself - after all, cannibals were a much filthy thing. His only scruples were whether there were any negative effects on this, such as the remaining soul fragments, would it affect his mind, would the mottled soul affect the essence of his bloodline's power?

After a thousand thoughts, he had deeper doubts,

"Krusas went to great lengths to get me to make a promise, only to fulfill me?