Chapter 38: Will Today Be the Death of the Blood Princess?
The magnificent sword qi light wave pierced through the octopus monster along the sharp blade, and the blood-colored void reflected a corner of the sky.
As the flesh-and-blood abyssal void healed rapidly, the figure of the Black Fire that had rushed into it was devoured by the regenerated musculature.
The scene of black light erupting from the monster's body caught Feng Yu's eyes.
His body was shining golden in the bloody rain, and he stood in the trembling and shaking void, frowning and enduring the earth-shattering roar that was enough to tear his eardrums, and his hands clutched a head in his arms.
The skull was broken apart and turned to powder.
Feng Yu reached out to grab the flying fragments in a little panic, but didn't hold anything.
The blood that covered the sky splattered from the monster's body, and it spilled at him as if it had been summoned to the wind.
In his golden pupils, the huge form that reflected the dark green color was torn apart, and it was pierced by hundreds of black rays.
The sky was agitated, the messy chaos was frantically squeezed together, the heavens and the earth were changed, and they were bleak.
Blood-soaked and broken faces fell from the head of the octopus monster, like a ghost soaring in the wind, flying towards the brilliant boy.
Blood rained down, spilling tentacles and stumps all over the sky.
Feng Yu saw that the broken face seemed to dare not approach, and stayed at a distance of ten meters away and did not move.
The unrecognizable face is repaired and healed, forming the appearance of a bloody concubine, and the head, torso, and limbs grow every second.
The black hair is scattered, and the pure white ketone body is smooth and flawless, all showing the youthful and dazzling feminine beauty.
"Although that little girl got your demon sword, she also paid the price of being devoured by the demon sword."
Blood Ji smiled seductively with a look of joy and stabbed Feng Yu's heart.
He witnessed the figure of black fire appearing out of thin air, blocking in front of him.
"Xian'er is very brave. Even though his body was scorched by the black flames of the Gülen sword, he didn't think about giving up holding the sword in his hand. ”
Feng Yu was stunned, feeling that his breathing was painful, and the black fire figure in front of him was already like a mummy.
"Originally, in the face of her parents who had become ghouls, she was devastated. If you hadn't run out to spoil the scenery, I would have let her die happily, and she wouldn't have to rely on her own demonic energy to continue her life. ”
Blood Ji's tone was light, and her voice contained a bit of pleasure and pleasure.
"What a pity for her! was swallowed by the power of the sword in his hand, his body was burned dry, but he still refused to let go of the sword in his hand, and finally he couldn't let out a cry of pain. ”
At this moment, the figure of black fire kicked at his feet, danced in the air, and galloped to kill.
The blade of the sword slashed head-on was a second faster than the blood queen who jumped away, slashing from the top of the blood queen's head to the base of the neck.
The human head flew up, and the ketone body that the owner jumped backwards at great speed hung in the air, and the head quickly returned to its original position.
"Are you wondering, I can't kill no matter how I kill?"
Blood Hime's smile suddenly stiffened on her face as something unexpected happened.
A hand pierced through her chest, and it was from inside her that the hand that resembled a man emerged.
Her face was contorted in pain, she felt the pain of her body being torn, and she saw her second hand squeeze out of her chest.
Vast blood qi poured out of her body at a rapid pace, released along her chest, and swept through the heavens and the earth.
With both hands, he tore open the ketone body, and the crack on his chest became bigger and bigger, and a human head with a handsome face came out of it.
Xueji was so painful that tears flowed out, and she felt that her body was locked by a powerful weight, and her fingers trembled and she couldn't move.
"! You're actually ...... Not dead? ”
The voice of gnashing teeth and hatred squeezed out between her teeth, a strong expression of her anger.
Feng Yu, who walked to the side of the black fire figure, watched Luo Mo emerge from the body of the blood queen in a daze.
"Of the 100 million demons and monsters in your body, I only killed one-ninth, and all the rest fled and hid."
The low magnetic voice of the blow of the blood Ji flower was discolored.
"How so? You just appeared without knowing it...... Leaving me defenseless? ”
A thick mist of blood erupted from her body, obscuring the sky.
The ketone body cracked from top to bottom with a tear, breaking in half.
The infinite and vast void was dyed with blood, which was transformed by countless demons when they were dying.
Seeing that the divided blood concubine fell straight to the nine heavens, Luo Mo chased and killed.
As if to exhaust its last breath, the figure of the Black Fire began to lose its balance with an unstable center of gravity and fell towards the world below.
The Gülen sword broke away from the black fire figure, but Feng Yu ignored it, his body descended against the storm and rain, and he anxiously shouted and turned into a charred cold fairy.
The bitter cold wind and raindrops poured from below to the top, running through his body.
Finally approaching his target, he stretched out his trembling hand and carefully hugged his charred body, which seemed to shatter at the slightest touch.
His words became weak and pale, and when he struggled to say the word "I'm sorry", his eyes were full of unbearable pity and self-blame.
The more he suppressed the emotions of the rivers and seas, the more unbearable and sad he became, tears appeared in his red eyes, and he looked sad like a child.
On the land shrouded in a silver-colored enchantment, humans look up at the crimson sky.
The blood mist that spread in the air seemed to turn into thousands of flame fragments, scattered in all directions like the petals of a red lotus.
A powerful turbulent current swept through the sky, annihilating all the flying machines that had come from Yougo.
Those were strangely shaped, cold fighters, whose routes were disrupted by the turbulent current, and fell straight down in the blood mist.
The aircraft even collided with each other and exploded, flames and shattered shards flying down the air like fireworks.
On the blood-soaked ground, Garan paced anxiously and ran wildly, chasing the fireworks that fell from the sky.
She seemed petite and weak, her steps were fast, and her eyes were full of eagerness and worry.
I don't know if Luo Mo will hear it, she can only shout the name loudly.
Torrential rain created a curtain of water that poured down and drenched the glittering city of gold and silver.
Even if the two buildings from another world are in ruins, they are priceless gold mines, and if it weren't for the timely arrival of a large number of android warriors to blockade them, I am afraid that they would have been looted by the citizens.
In the smoke and rain curtain, Luo Mo, covered in blood, stood between the golden and silver broken cities.
Garan, who came in a hurry, saw his lonely back with his head slightly bowed.
Even the girl's longing call was inaudible.
"The right eye is merciful, the left eye is fierce, your eyes are wonderful."
The halved head wriggled in a pool of blood, fusing into a single human head.
Luo Mo, who was holding the demon knife in his hand and was in his hand, was unmoved, and quietly looked down at the two halves of the blood concubine's ketone body that was flying into ashes and annihilating.
"You've investigated my background, right?"
"Yes."
"So...... Do you think I'm pitiful? ”
A hint of emotion swept through Luo Mo's eyes like electricity.
Hearing him indifferently say the words "all living beings are suffering", his head showed a sad smile, and the sadness in his eyes was as deep and heavy as a mountain and a sea.
Garan, who ran to Luo Mo's side, saw the tragic situation in the pool of blood on the ground, and couldn't help but feel unspeakable loneliness hit his heart.
"There is no peace in the world, like a house of fire; The multitudes are full of suffering, and they are terrible.
I have lived in pain and darkness, and that sense of despair is really worse than death. ”