Chapter 165: Mother's Phantom

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The Yaqi Blood Demon suddenly felt a strange wave of magic power, he withdrew the blade that was about to pierce Lyle's body, and stepped back, at the same time, an unprecedented spring of magic power was released from Lyle's body, that kind of magic power, with a violet-like color, pure purple light was released. Pen, fun, pavilion www. biquge。 info

Lyle stood up, the purple magic wrapped around his body as if woven into a purple luster battle armor, he opened his eyes, the original red pupil in the center, appeared the same purple pupil, everything in the field of vision became extremely clear, every scale and feather was reflected, delicate, like the air after being cleaned and removed by heavy rain as clear, the world became different in his eyes, his vision could touch more subtle and inner things, even if someone blinked in his vision, he felt that he could capture the frequency of the eyelid rolling。

That purple magic was several levels stronger than his own original magic power.

"What did you guy, what the hell have you done?" Yaqi Blood Demon's face suddenly turned hideous, and the moment he saw the purple light shining, it was like seeing the enemy of the Tangled Third World, showing an expression of extreme disgust and hatred, "Those purple things on your body make me feel disgusting for no reason!"

"Who knows?" Lyle shrugged at the Yaqi Blood Demon, then his gaze swept over his body, and his hands shook hard, the inexhaustible power seemed to be rapidly transmitting along every vein in his body, the wonderful and sufficient feeling emanating from the palm of his hand, as if he first met the old man and obtained the power given by the old man, yes, it was like holding power and power with his own hands, with the power of this handle of holding power and power, Lyle felt that he could change everything.

"But," Lyle looked up and continued to say to the Yaqi Blood Demon, "for sure, someone should have given me strength just now. ”

"What did you say?" said the Yaqi Blood Demon tilting his head, looking confused, but after a few seconds, his whole body trembled, the corners of his mouth rose at the largest angle, and the green tendons erupted on his forehead and cheeks, as if crawling with countless tiny snakes, "You mean, someone just gave you strength." ”

Lyle swallowed, the face of the Yaqi Blood Demon in his field of vision became even more hideous and terrifying, like a demon who came out of hell, that face made Lyle feel chilled, he remembered that when he walked through the stairs of the prison tower, he saw the giant pillar connected to the center of the prison tower, and the giant pillar was engraved with countless rakshasa demons, they were punished in different ways, or hung in the air and smashed by thunder, or thrown into the magma to melt the body, or pierced through the skin countless times by the thorny iron flame...... Those terrible ghosts are desperately trying to break free while enduring great pain, but after all, it is just delusional, compared with the criminals in the prison tower in reality, Lyle can hear the hysterical roar of those criminals every day he is locked in the cell, like a bunch of unturned off stereos that continue to make noise in his ears, those criminals don't seem to know what tiredness is, or they have become numb to tiredness, even if their throats become hoarse, they will squeeze out those abusive words. And when all the cries stopped abruptly, it was certain that it must have been the Captain of the Born Knights, who could always subdue the criminals in an instant.

The Moonlit Night Prison Tower is like a concentrated embodiment of the darkness of the Moonlit Night Realm.

And now, the appearance of the Yaqi Blood Demon that Lyle saw was even more terrifying than the ghosts on those murals.

"That's it, it's this, it's this, it's like this, so that's it, I see, it's the reason why I haven't been able to completely devour you, that's why I've been able to completely devour you, is it these purple things that have been getting in my way," Yaqi Blood Demon first whispered like a dream, and suddenly pointed at Lyle like crazy and shouted, but Lyle was confused and couldn't understand what he was talking about, only to see him singing a one-man show there alone, but seriously it really seemed to be scolding someone," Who the hell are you, why are you in my way, why are you in this kid's body!"

"But, forget it," after a moment, the Yaqi Blood Demon fell silent, but a faint voice came from his mouth, as if he was saying some evil curse, "just eat you and this kid, eat you all." ”

What is he talking about? Will I have something in my body besides blood? Lyle thought to himself, and in an instant he suddenly remembered that figure again, the figure that gave him the feeling of being as intimate as his mother, Lyle had never seen his mother, so he only had a conjecture outline in his mind when he was missing, the only thing he knew was that his mother was called a vicious criminal, and he was the so-called child who carried the blood of filthy sin, although he himself did not admit his mother so, in Lyle's heart, his mother should be as gentle and kind as an angel, with the light to dispel all his uneasiness, how could he be reduced to talking to those criminalsIt wasn't until Lyle was taken into prison to meet the crazy criminals that he became even more convinced of his ideas.

A bell-like chuckle sounded behind him, and Lyle subconsciously turned his head to look back, but his eyes couldn't catch anything, only the blood squeezed out of the wriggling ** and **, and the endless darkness behind him, there was no figure, let alone someone there.

But the purple ** power flowing on the body is still real.

And that, the residual warmth on the cheeks......

Mom, is it really you? What you say is always by my side, and this magic that is clear to the touch, I don't want it to be false and phantom. Lyle let out a cry in his heart, and he grabbed a part of the magic with his hand, and then clenched his fist against his heart, trying to feel everything contained in the magic with his heart.

The magic resonated with the heart, and Lyle felt that there seemed to be a sense of rhythm in the magic that was exactly the same as his own heartbeat, and from that rhythm, a vague but true word was pieced together.

- Go, my son, and let me see how you grow.

Lyle's eyes widened suddenly, the muscles of his whole body became hard, and the lines were extremely distinct, as if his body was closely connected by dozens of rocks at the moment, and the purple magic power accelerated the flow, converging into a magic blade with the same length as his body in his hand, and it was not finished, the magic power continued to condense, and it took shape again in Lyle's other hand, and the blades formed by the two magic power shone dazzlingly in his hand.

Lyle moved, like a beast that had been sleeping for a thousand years and showed its fangs for the first time after waking up, his entire body seemed to be connected with the blade, like a precision machine, the details of every movement were flawless, the purple magic slowly rose, he lowered his body, his center of gravity drooped, and the two blades were raised to the top of his head, posing as a starting hand in the way of the sword.