It's done.

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Standing above these dark eyes, he faintly had the illusion of being sucked in.

"No wonder he can absorb the hallucinatory ability of the disillusionment insect, there is such a big guy in this kid's brain. ”

The old man looked indifferently at the woman's face below, feeling that things had deviated a little from his previous guess.

"However, it seems that this thing is even better than disillusioning the eggs, and it is not wrong to catch him. ”

As he muttered to himself, the huge woman's face below curled abruptly into a strange smile.

'Shhh ’

As if a snake roared, the dense red weeds around the woman's face began to grow wildly, intertwining with each other, forming a huge white arm, which grabbed the old man in the sky at an extremely fast speed.

The bloody wind surging around him seemed to press towards the old man with the stretching of his arms.

'Bang!'

Under the strong wind pressure, the old man's body shook suddenly, and a layer of fine white ripples instantly appeared around him.

"This level of hallucinatory power, huh!"

A cold light flashed in his eyes, and countless pitch-black slender feathers exploded behind him, quickly enveloping the old man like thick black smoke.

However, as soon as the black smoke enveloped the old man, the white palm held the black smoke, and then shook it fiercely.

'Smack!'

The fine black feathers trickled down the palm of his hand like running water.

It's just that when he held the black smoke, the arm also stopped abruptly, and after a while, a little ripple slowly rose on the white skin.

As time passed, the ripples on the skin became more and more acute, and suddenly a loud tearing sound appeared on the arm.

'Tear La!'

The arm was directly cracked, and the countless red tentacles that were tangled together inside broke one after another, and a large amount of red liquid flowed out.

'Whew!'

A huge crow-like creature suddenly flew out of its palm, and behind the crow pulled a long black smoke, its slightly open mouth was full of fine sharp teeth, and the red slender tongue could be faintly seen.

As soon as the crow flew out of the control of his palm, he struck straight at the equally huge human face.

However, next to the man's face, in the midst of a crazy hiss, countless red tentacles grew and entangled, and dense white arms quickly appeared in the air.

As far as the eye can see, the entire scarlet earth is full of these white arms, as if they are hideous soft giant trees, spreading rapidly towards the crows in the sky.

The arms were so numerous that there was no room to dodge at all, and the crow only managed to break free of two arms before being completely overwhelmed by the obscuring arms.

The arm that drowned the crow quickly retracted, and the woman's face in the middle of the arm opened its mouth slightly, as if to devour the crow that the old man had turned into whole.

"Look for death!"

In the middle of the arm, accompanied by the old man's dull roar, a black feather suddenly shot towards the human face.

'Poof!', and in the blink of an eye, it sank into one of the woman's dark eyeballs.

The woman's face, which had been smiling strangely, froze suddenly, and then turned into an angry expression, and her slightly open mouth slowly lit up with a thick blood-red liquid.

The liquid rolled and let out a mixed and terrible howl, and countless human faces could be faintly seen in it.

The liquid writhes and changes its posture, as if trying to form some kind of creature.

Wisps of black smoke slowly drifted out from countless arms, and after a while, they formed the old man's body.

He looked down at the viscous liquid in his mouth, and his expression, which had been indifferent, gradually became solemn.

However, this remnant of consciousness is not even capable of supporting the basic ability to think, and even if it accumulates this level of power, it is of little significance. ”

As he muttered to himself, the old man stretched out his right hand, and the thick black smoke condensed again.

He stared at the thick mucus that was already visible in his body, and the inverted triangle pattern in his white pupils reappeared.

"Whatever you are, get back to me now! This is not your place!"

As he spoke, his right hand, which emitted thick black smoke, slowly pressed down.

Invisibly, the dark red sky suddenly turned pure black, and a black crow claw large enough to envelop the entire sky appeared from the old man's back.

Somewhere in the Crimson Meadows, Ron struggled out of a giant tree-like arm.

Then, he stared blankly at the huge black crow's claws that slowly pressed down from the sky.

With his field of vision, he couldn't see the specific appearance of this crow claw at all, but there was an inexplicable throbbing in his heart.

It was as if the whole sky had fallen.

In reality.

The old man's white eyes flashed with a hideous look, and his right hand was pressed against Ron's severed chest, wisps of black smoke that seemed to pull something out.

'Poof!'

A small voice suddenly appeared in the room, and then the old man's palm jerked, then tugged.

'Shhh ’

Countless thin red threads that were deeply rooted in Ron's body quickly condensed, and after a while, a fair-skinned woman's face appeared on Ron's chest.

The woman's eyes were open with a pained look.

The old man looked at the woman's face with an indifferent face, and then directly held it.

With a 'snap', countless red fragments scattered from the gaps in the palms.

Sweeping away the residue in his hand, the old man shifted his gaze back to Ron, who was still unconscious.

"Although the residual consciousness has been resolved, it seems that the bloodline has been mostly fused with this body, and if it is stripped out, it may be contaminated a second time. ”