Blood.

It was as if time had stood still, and everything around it had come to an eerie halt. As Reinhardt's head was ruthlessly crushed by Zhao Weikong, the fountain of blood did not gush out of his neck until this moment!

- Of course, this does not mean death.

Reinhardt, as a double-A-level blood prince, his vitality is far more tenacious than common sense; And the A-level skill "Dead River" exchanged by the Autonomous God Office, as well as his self-proclaimed "Three Million Lives", are indeed worthy of his own boasting.

Although the skull was crushed, Reinhardt's flame of life was never extinguished. In his angry and frantic roar, the body of the captain of the West Sea Team instantly disintegrated, turning into countless blood-colored bats. Like a resentful spirit gushing out of the abyss, or like a burning dark fire, the body drew blood-red tracks in the air, shrouding every corner within a radius of 100 meters in shadows, forming a terrifying blood-colored storm, violently impacting Zhao Fukong!

But in the face of the torrent of bad luck behind him, Zhao Fukong was extremely calm. Not only did the man not make a move to turn his head, but he didn't even shake his shoulders.

- He just, wordlessly, took a step.

This step is an understatement, but with this seemingly inconspicuous action, the ground under Zhao Fukong's feet rang out in response, and a dazzling sword light erupted!

No one could see clearly when Zhao Fukong attacked, and no one could see clearly how he did it, everyone present could only see that the sword qi was like the brightest stars in the night sky, with an irresistible edge, spurting out from the ground and meeting the overwhelming swarm of bats!

The balance of victory and defeat tilted down in an instant. The blood-colored bats were instantly torn apart in the sword light in the sky, and the air was cut into fine particles by this invisible force, emitting a piercing scream. Everywhere the sword light passed, the space itself seemed to be unable to withstand such a division, and a precise and cruel crack appeared, shattering, like a picture scroll carved by a blade.

"Ahh

Reinhardt, let out a terrified roar.

Through the induction of the Dead River, this man sensed in an instant that his life reserves began to fall wildly, and every inch of sword qi that cut through his body could take away countless lives from him...... In less than half a second, the soul reserves in his body had dropped dozens, if not millions!

Reinhardt was terrified at this moment, and in the moment of life and death, his instinctive reaction was sharper than ever. And his strength as a farmer is only so vividly demonstrated when he is fleeing for his life.

At the moment of life and death, Reinhardt made a decision in an instant, only to see a blood light surging out of the fragmented space, turning into four directions in the east, west, north and south, and escaping at extreme speed, like four meteors, and escaped thousands of meters away in a blink of an eye......

Zhao Shukong was not surprised by this, and did not even have the intention of pursuing. He just sighed softly, a hint of disdain and sarcasm in his voice.

"It's not just rotting, it's already stinking......"

As these words fell, Zhao Fukong's wrist turned slightly, and a silver-white dagger appeared in his hand. Then he slashed sideways through the air, and the dagger instantly turned into a ray of light that pierced the sky, directly extinguishing the three blood-colored rays of light in the distance. Only a blood light, although it was half dimmed, still fled at great speed......

However, Zhao Weikong didn't look at the fleeing blood light, there was no desire to pursue in his eyes, and there was no joy of the victor. After all, three million lives is indeed a huge number, and even if he is allowed to kill, it will take a little effort......

Well, it probably took about a dozen seconds.

But the problem is that there are four more prey in front of you.

Instead of a hundred birds in the forest, it is better to have a bird in hand. And chasing a seriously injured and dying prey, and executing the other four targets that are still in place, even the mentally lost madman knows the choice of priorities.

Thus, the captain of the East American team took the second step.

Oops-

From Zhao Shukong taking off Reinhardt's head, to Reinhardt's incarnated group of bats being cut down with a knife, and using "blood light escape" to escape, all of this actually happened in an instant. And only at this time, Cecil gritted his teeth fiercely, and his five fingers were already on the hilt of the Enma Knife, and the next moment he could pull out this double-A-level powerful weapon-

However, Zhao Yukong's attack was obviously faster than Cecil's.

The flash of the sword flashed again, and it swept in front of Cecil like lightning. Before the captain of the East China Sea team could exert his fingers, he had already been cut off by that sudden force!

Blood splashed, the five fingers were like withered petals, floating weakly in the air, and the sword light was castrated, it drew a perfect arc in the air, the light was cold, like a ray of sunshine in winter, sharp and deadly.

Fukada Eimi, as the breeder with the lowest strength among the people present, who had not even unlocked the third-order genetic lock, her reaction was already facing the end before she could even activate it. The beautiful and slightly bewitching head was harvested by an invisible reamer under the light of the knife that cut through the space, quietly separated from the body, and followed by the five fingers, becoming another sad scenery on the battlefield.

"First...... Well? ”

Zhao Fukong's whisper was instantaneous, but at this moment, the handsome man who killed one person first suddenly froze in his thinking, he thought that he would hear the familiar score prompt in the main god system, but the expected voice did not appear...... Instead, there was a piercing scream, which did not come from all around, but directly in his ears in a vertical line, and exploded like a bomb!

Detailed! Although the level of mastery is not high, and it has not reached the complete subtlety realm, it has undoubtedly touched the boundary of the fourth-order gene lock!

The moment Zhao Fukong realized this, the scream changed suddenly, it was no longer a simple noise, but seemed to carry complex and changeable information. Sometimes it turned into endless whispers, telling him all kinds of esoteric knowledge and thousands of truths; Sometimes it turns into a soft and ambiguous temptation, giving him a strange pleasure and pleasure......

It's just that whether it is a whisper or a temptation, it only exists in Zhao Weikong's ears for a moment. With a cold snort full of murderous intent, it was as if a pitch-black killing light slashed out from Zhao Fukong's heart, and in an instant, the foreign spiritual power was wiped out!

However, this momentary confrontation was a short-term flaw in the killing blow that Zhao Fukong was about to swing next.

When Zhao Fukong's mind fell into a moment of hesitation, that insignificant moment became an opportunity for Cecil to fight back. This breeder, who has exchanged for a double A bloodline, has the Jenova cells contained in his body to give him extraordinary vitality, so that he can still grasp the hope of life when facing the brink of death.

I saw that the severed five fingers miraculously grew again, as if time had gone back and restored its original integrity. Cecil's fingers finally pressed firmly against the hilt of the Enma Blade, and his eyes gleamed with determination and wildness.

On the verge of life and death, the strength of this man's whole body seemed to be condensed in his throat, and with a desperate cry, he released his will, fear, and desire for life.

"Dimensional Slash - Absolute ......"

Unfortunately, his roar of despair and anger was like a wave of rage hitting a strong embankment, and he still couldn't fully roar out.

Because a faster, thinner, sharper sound suppressed all the rest.

"Whew!"

It was like a sharp blade slashing across the scales of a fish, making a crisp and sharp sound, and the sound exploded in the air. In a thousandth of a second, from the time Cecil gripped the five fingers of the Enma Sword again, his whole person seemed to be a delicate mirror, shattering inch by inch in front of the invisible force!

The fragments bloomed in the air, exploding enchanting blood flowers in the sky, countless blood flowers rolled in the air, dancing in a poignant arc, as if it was a blood-colored rain, and the Enma Knife also fell to the ground silently.

- Dimensional slash, no hair.

Blood seeped into the ground silently, but Zhao Yukong, who slashed out the blow of this shattered space, still didn't hear the prompt from the main god.

Although Zhao Weikong knew that the few people in front of him were breeding teams, there would definitely be resurrection-type props, and props such as the Rebirth Ankh should only take effect after death, but-

“…… It's horrible, you. ”

"Originally, I just wanted to save the soul of this woman who had a love for me, but I didn't expect to unintentionally discover the truth about you."

Suddenly, a female voice sounded like light smoke in the wind. This voice makes people unpredictable its source, but it clearly feels its existence, and it seems that it is not bound by physical space, directly bypassing the spiritual barrier pendant on Zhao Fukong's chest, and quietly appearing in Zhao Fukong's ears again.

"I saw that you exchanged the Spiritual Barrier Pendant before, I thought that the spiritual aspect would be your weakness, and I wanted those two wastes to drag you a little, while I hid in the shadows looking for an opportunity to attack your spirit......"

"Heh, sure enough, the West Sea Team and the East China Sea Team are just two waste reincarnation teams, and they can't be used at all......"

Zhao Weikong didn't say a word, but his face became more and more cold, and the killing intent that could not be hidden more and more seemed to be turning into substance in his body.

"Right...... That's how it feels. ”

The voice seemed to float from the bottomless abyss, obviously ringing in Zhao Fukong's ears, but it seemed to penetrate the layers of fog, hitting the listener's heart, full of dark weight, and even with a hint of obsession that could not be hidden: "Just let my consciousness get a little closer to you, and I can feel the killing intent like substance surging like flowing water, it is like an invisible blade, gently slashing through the depths of my soul...... This dangerous and pure killing intent, it is so charming, so intoxicating. ”

"Even I didn't expect that the truth was exactly the opposite of what I had guessed. The purpose of the pendant is not to prevent you from being attacked by spiritual power, but to suppress the killing intent that overflows in your heart...... This terrifying, and extremely longing killing intent. ”

"However, it seems that even the double-A level of specialization exchange will not last long. Even I, who have been blessed by the dark elf gods, can't help but feel ashamed to be a family member of the 'God of Killing' when I see you......"

Zhao Fukong's third step finally came out.

Where the dagger was pointed, Eimi Fukada's body exploded into a sky of blood in silence, and in the large shadows behind her, Quiliana appeared in shape, and her body, which was shrouded in black fog at some point, exploded a large cloud of twisted black mist at the same time.

"That's strong...... This should be the state of completely indulging in the inner demon after unlocking the fourth-order genetic lock. ”

The one who said it was the Quelena who had always lurked in the shadows and had not really fought with Zhao Fukong. When she finally walked from behind the scenes to the front of the stage, her words vaguely revealed an abnormal fanaticism and desire, as if she was attracted and infected by Zhao Fukong's strong mental fluctuations.

Emerging from the shadows, she held a ball of souls in her left hand that glowed with an icy blue glow, the soft glow contrasting with the atmosphere around her. In her right hand, she held a purple dagger resembling the claws of a beast, which constantly emitted a dark energy, as if it were the most dangerous predator in the night.

These purple energies swirled around her, forming a mysterious purple mist, which was both protective and curse-like, adding a touch of mystery to her temperament. Although the purple mist shrouded her figure, the shocking scar on her waist was still faintly visible...... From that wound, a large number of negative emotions continued to flow out like a flood river, which undoubtedly proved that she had not completely avoided Zhao Yukong's previous fatal blow.

It's just that Quilena didn't seem to care, and even licked her lips: "A good first experience...... Indeed, in this state, I have no chance of winning a battle with you. ”

"But now, it's not me who you should hunt, but the guy who has been hiding his head all along."

The moment she said this, the purple light of the dagger on Quilena's waist exploded, and it actually deflected the knife that Zhao Fukong swung again. Although she once again left a large amount of purple mist that seemed to be blood in place, she did indeed block Zhao Fukong's full force......

In the next moment, as a bang exploded in space, Julian's body fell in disarray.

Queliana's figure disappeared in the shadows again...... Only one sentence was left that made the current Zhao Fukong, and the murderous aura skyrocketed by three points again-

"I don't know if I should feel sorry or feel lucky, but fortunately you're not a cute girl. Otherwise, I'm afraid I can't help but pay the price of death, and I will leave my traces on you......"

"After all, the profession of an assassin is meaningless if it's not a beautiful girl." (End of chapter)