Wan Yi was directly separated behind him, as soon as he stretched out his hand, the head of the black fox appeared behind Wan Yi's head, and then the whole head bulged and swelled, and then.

Whoa—

Ruminate.

A large number of people, countless people, were spit out by the black fox in black clothes.

The rumination did not stop, it continued, and the squirted Wan was also in a mess, and the crowding almost caused a stampede.

But that doesn't happen in practice.

After being spit out, Wan Yi flew a little far, falling to the ground and making some strange character screams in low-cost games.

Uh-huh.

It's like a model with no logic to the action, and after a few soft rolls on the ground.

The non-existent "logic of action" is suddenly online!

In accordance with the rolling state, his limbs quickly opened and grabbed the ground, and his originally soft body was like an arrow off the string, using his hands and feet together without any obstacles, and quickly charged against the bloodstain.

Of course, this strange species is only one of them.

Because there are actually more styles.

There is also a lot of money to invite the noisy monster to help, shouting "take off" in the back to create air superiority for this part of Wan Yi, even if this advantage is useless on this occasion.

There are also many people who choose to go out in groups. It's really a huddle! A group of people huddle together, fix each other's limbs, simply connect them directly with compatibility, and then roll!

Of course, there are also traditionalists who choose to run with their feet outstretched.

These thousands of people laughed and laughed, and the blood-stained red in front of them was the symbol of the "finish line" and the ultimate goal of this "race".

Of course, they didn't rush around.

They at least remember that when they were dying, they opened a compatibility.

A piece of black and black also rushed to the bloodstain.

Wan Yi's body jumped into the crowd of Wan Yi Run, the largest Wan Yi ball, this Wan Yi ball has already had a certain impact on other Wan Yi's sprint activities, because it is too big, it will bump into other Wan Yi who is concentrating on running and wants to plunge into the sea of blood as soon as possible.

Because there were a lot of bad reviews all at once, Wan Yiqiu quickly had a solution.

If you press someone, you can open it in time to be compatible.

If you can't run, join the huddle and form a ball!

Wan Yi stood on the tall Wan Yi ball, condescending and heroic.

"The main body comes down to play...... Not! The next Wan Yi opened his mouth to say sassy words, and was blocked by Wan Yi halfway through his speech.

Then Wan Yi also began to run this Wan Yi ball, so as to accelerate the rolling speed of this ball.

"Haha! Hahaha! Hahahaha! Bloodstained eyes widened, hands spread as if to welcome so many Wan Yi, the pool of blood around him had reached a very terrifying level.

The blood-stained artifacts in it don't seem to be able to leave the range of the pool of blood, but it's not a big problem, because the pool of blood is also spreading.

A lot of black and a lot of red, about to collide.

"So many people, are you happy!" Wan Ye shouted.

"Happy! So happy! Thank you! We will definitely be friends forever! Bloodstain was not frightened by such a huge Wan Yichao in the slightest, and even laughed wildly, which made his strength surge.

Wan Yi shouted: "It's not enough! So many friends! What is your blood!? What the hell do you call a scourge?! More blood! ”

"I'm sorry! It's me who is too lazy! Of course, such a grand occasion requires the most blood! Welcome to the most beautiful feast! Bloodstain also shouted, as if he had been affirmed, and his mood was stirring like never before.

The aetheric energy in his body actually began to burn! There is a drift of aether particles!

Calamity, even a weakened Plague of Rebirth, will hardly lead to such aether burning and visible particles. This is a sign that the aether energy has become so active that it cannot be fully controlled.

However, at this time, the blood staining actually appeared even in this state.

He was really happy, happy from the bottom of his heart, happy for all that Wan Ye had brought him!

His power expanded further, and the coverage of the scarlet blood pool expanded again!

Finally, under the lines of the duet between the two, red and black collided!

Wan was also covered in pools of blood, eaten away by activated blood creations.

Blood is compatible with all things, and it is drunk by Wan who doesn't know what the picture is, and the creation is eaten as a blood clot.

The largest Wan Yiqiu under the feet of Wan Yi's body was directly crushed against the blood stain in his open arms.

Boom!

Wan Yi scattered and joined this sea of joy.

The blood stain was smashed squarely, and it was unharmed, and the nearest Wan Yi was directly dissolved in blood.

During this time, the gaps in the blood-stained skin that could not be fully regenerated were filled, and only the last hollow eye socket was not fully regenerated.

But the excitement in his eyes was needless to say.

Feeling the countless Wan Yi thrown into his "embrace", a large amount of blood fused into one, he felt unprecedented satisfaction. Even the life before the re-life is far less fulfilling than the present.

At the beginning, in order to fulfill his dream, he united in the earth to become a disaster in his mouth, but he did not care, and turned many people into his own blood.

When the blood of all people is combined, they will not be lonely with each other, they will not be lonely, and they will not be cold.

The blood that flows never clots, never cools.

Ah, what a wonderful world!

Once no one could understand him, fear him, and finally let everyone become a part of the blood family, no one had an opinion anymore.

But the bloodstain is still confused.

Why can't anyone understand his mind?

Now, when I have just recovered and my consciousness has surfaced from the quagmire of the Red Sea, I have met such a soulmate.

He looked at Wan Yi around him, whose faces all looked exactly the same.

The blood is linked to life and the will, and the person in front of him has already completely integrated all this and achieved a more perfect "Datong" than him.

Even, the other party took the initiative to send this blood, and the two blended together, which can be called a match made in heaven!

The other party affirmed him even more, making him feel recognized for the first time in his life!

It's wonderful!

He was reluctant to recover.

This world is cold and unforgiving, and even his blood will cool down, be suppressed, and thrown into the colder red ocean in this broken world.

Closing his eyes forever is also a relief for him.

Now that he has been fished up again, he has returned to this troubled world, and Bloodstain will not complain and wail, but will only accept it calmly and continue to devote his sense of mission to the fate he has identified.

Fusion of all people, all lives, into their own blood. Such a noble mission!

But!

But ah!

The world doesn't need him anymore, it doesn't need his blood!

Isn't there such a perfect existence here?

With a smile, he gave me recognition, gave me satisfaction, and gave me experience.

I'm so miserable and so happy.

I was struggling with why I couldn't meet him earlier, and why was a more perfect him born since I had me.

I am happy that I can wake up and see him again, and I am happy that the other party recognizes me and is willing to give him such a wonderful feast.

It seems that it has long since become the blood of whom.

That kind of argument is meaningless at such a wonderful moment.

All that's left is enjoyment and intoxication.

However, there seems to be a bit of reluctance.

There is no feast in the world. There is always an end to this feast of blending.

"I'd like to hear more from you.

"I want to be drunk in my throat and swallowed in my stomach by countless of you.

"I should have been calm, but now I humbly remembered it.

"It turns out that my blood is not pure.

"I am far less perfect than you, both physically and mentally.

"Please.

"Please.

"Let me feel your blood ...... more"

……

……

The blood dried up, and the remnants of Wan were left on the ground in various forms.

The fox stops regurgitating.

The people who didn't catch up are in pity, and the people who almost caught up are waiting for people to mend the knife, and the dead are happy to go to Wanyibei to report.

The red is completely obscured by the black.

The bloodstain, and all his blood, and all his creations, were absorbed by more and more Wanyi.

In the process, the blood-stained smile did not change, and it was constantly chanted and praised.

Until they completely collapse and decompose.

Even if there was only the last drop of blood left, he was still thirsting for Wanyi.

Looking at the dazzling drop of blood left in front of him, this was the last thing that the blood stain left for Wan Yi, the last drop of his blood, without any conscious residue, a pure drop of blood.

Spotlessly clean, but nothing special, like a souvenir.

Or "rings".

Wan Yi stared at it for a long time, and after being stunned for a long time, he spoke:

"What are you talking about?"

(End of chapter)