Chapter 20: The Dance of Death—The Shadow Walk
"Who am I, where do I come from, and what do I eat tonight?"
These three problems will inevitably arise after the civilization of the intelligent race has developed to a certain extent, from the exploration of self-knowledge, to the pursuit of the source, and finally to return to the material foundation. Pen ~ fun ~ Pavilion www.biquge.info countless sages tirelessly and exhaustively want to understand the true meaning of life from it, but ...... I really can't make it up, the above is pure nonsense.
In fact, Bai Huang overshadowed the cries of countless muscular brothers who bowed their heads in contemplation with the instinct of a foodie. So his consciousness woke up from the chaos and found that his body (the sea of consciousness) was filled with the essence (soul fragments) of countless great men.
Oh~ Is this what the Taoists call the "inner vision" in the biography? No, I didn't cross into the world of Xianxia, this style of painting is wrong. Bai Huang didn't know that his consciousness had fallen into chaos due to the mutation of the soul fragments in his soul that had not been completely devoured and fused, and then he woke up in the sea of consciousness.
He felt like he was now wandering in an endless ocean, no, he should say that he had become this ocean. The depths of the ocean are filled with memories of his life, and countless broken crystals float on the surface of the ocean, the crystals rotate slightly, and each broken and broken surface flashes with blurred and mutilated light and shadow.
Bai Huang naturally had the idea of wanting to see those lights and shadows clearly, however, as soon as this thought appeared, Bai Huang's sea of soul suddenly surged, and a terrifying aura that was incomparably vast and boundless but full of resentment appeared in Bai Huang's consciousness, and some words came out intermittently: "Wait...... Real Name...... No more ...... Eternal Destruction...... Clam clam clam ......"
Bai Huang secretly scolded who laughed so ****, only to feel that his consciousness was blurred for a while.
In the sea of consciousness, countless broken crystals shattered, turning into bits of light and disappearing into the sea.
In reality, on the battlefield soaked in blood, a broken skeleton was slowly reorganized under the traction of the power of death, first the head and spine, then the torso and limbs, the speed of reorganization was much slower than every previous time, but every spine and every rib was filled with extremely pure death power, step by step, there was a slight sound of bone collision, like a knock on the heart of many living beings, so that many monsters fled from this piece of death in horror.
The burning white soul fire in the skeleton's eyes flickered with countless lights and shadows, among which there were black lines spreading on the soul fire, which was the same as the breath of the **** laughter that emitted clams just now, and the black lines spread out at an extremely fast speed, forming an intertwined web, but in the end they dissipated without a problem.
At the same time, Bai Huang's consciousness was awakened again, but countless lights and shadows were intertwined, he seemed to be in an extremely magnificent and huge battlefield, countless warriors of various races charged forward, the sky was flooded by the light and shadow of various magic, the earth was trampled and cracked by brute beasts, the mountains were pulled up and thrown by giants, and his consciousness continued to shuttle through it, as if he had personally experienced this epic battle.
And on the battlefield outside Brook Wind, the reassembled broken skeletons began to kill again, and this time it was more ferocious, more flexible, and more deadly than just now.
The two battlefields of reality and illusion overlapped, and Bai Huang's consciousness fell into endless killing, only knowing how to kill the enemy instinctively, until he felt the most powerful aura in the enemy camp, so he began to move straight forward, tearing a dripping blood path, and came directly to the Moon Shadow Wolf King!
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The powerful Monster Lord looked at the strange broken skeleton in front of him, his eyes surging with angry flames and a trace of ...... hidden in the deepest depths that he was not aware of Fear.
Obviously, the body is broken, and the power of death contained in it is not huge, and it is obviously an existence that can be easily destroyed by any high-level demonic beast, but why! Why are his personal guards almost killed by him!
There were seven or eight corpses around the Moon Shadow Wolf King, many of them were high-level demonic beasts, and on the outside, there were patches of low-level demonic beasts, and the entire back of the beast tide was almost slaughtered by Bai Huang.
His current state is a little strange, although he is dominated by his own consciousness, but at the same time, he is constantly affected by those soul fragments, showing different fighting styles, a bit like what people often call "being pressed by ghosts", obviously he is very conscious, but his body is uncontrollable, he knows that he is dreaming, struggles to wake up, and then finds that he has just entered another layer of dreaming!
Awake consciousness, clear perception, but constantly under the influence of fragments of the soul, he seems to have lost himself somewhat.
Scattering the bone sword in his hand, the power of death condensed into two short swords, and at this moment, he was a shadow dancer who walked in the darkness and danced alone in death.
The Moon Shadow Wolf King suddenly felt bad, and a breath of frost instantly swept through the space around Bai Huang, the water vapor in the air condensed into ice, and the corpse on the ground was even more frozen and cracked, but Bai Huang's figure had already disappeared in place.
Suddenly, a premonition of danger came from the side, and the beast's intuition caused the Moon Shadow Wolf King to burst out with a frost nova without hesitation, and the cold elemental fluctuations spread, but it gradually dissipated through the air without hindrance, and at this moment, a sword was silently handed over from the other side, as if it was just a gentle caress without killing intent.
The Moon Shadow Wolf King's cold hair stood on end, and the shadow of death spread towards him, he didn't have time to release his ability, and he jumped forward with his instinct, but he still couldn't escape the amazing blow without any smoke and fire, and after being cut, it was still like a connected muscle fur, unable to withstand the pressure of tissue and blood, and finally broke apart, and the blood splattered and stained the Wolf King's snow-white fur without a trace of impurities.
A heavy snort, teeth snapping together fiercely, and a dull roar between roars meant that the Beast Lord was furious, but his amber pupils still didn't reflect the figure of the broken skeleton.
"Roar!" Under the order of the Moon Shadow Wolf King, the few surviving magical beasts around began to search for enemies everywhere. The Moon Shadow Wolf King wrinkled his nose, but he found nothing, Bai Huang was hiding not only his figure, but also his smell and breath.
The surrounding terrain was flat and unobstructed, and there was no place to hide, but many demonic beasts kept wandering, but they couldn't find that terrible skeleton.
However, Bai Huang had actually been moving freely under their noses, but he had been walking in the blind spot of all the demonic beasts. Understand each other's field of vision, predict each other's movements and line of sight, silently cling to each other's bodies to block each other's line of sight with each other's figures, constantly walking in the blind spot that changes the field of vision at all times, and creating blind spots if there is no blind spot, so Bai Huang has been walking under their noses, but no demonic beast can find him, this is the secret of the shadow dancer who can walk in the shadows forever, the dance of death - the shadow step.