Chapter 42 Blood Puppet
Just after Li Weixuan's sharp sword energy blasted the skull centipede into bone powder, a group of people's eyes lit up and they realized that they had reached the center of the ruins.
A gap appeared in the crowded building, sinking downward to form a deep pit.
The pit was now filled with a thick dark red liquid, like putrid blood.
What's even more exaggerated is that the blood pool is even moving.
As if alive, the entire blood pool was constantly contracting and relaxing at a unique frequency, just like a large slime.
And as it moves, large and small bubbles continue to emerge from it, releasing a corrupt aura that goes straight to the Tianling Cap, and it feels like your brain will rot if you take a single breath.
Finally know where all the blood went!
It seems that my imagination needs to continue to be tempered. This thing is much more interesting than blood tofu.
What is even more unexpected is that there is a person in the middle of the blood pool.
This man was extremely tall, but his beard and hair were all white, and he looked old.
At this moment, he had his eyes closed tightly and was motionless.
What's surprising is that not only is his body intact, but his upper body is also spotless, which is in sharp contrast to the stench beneath his feet.
In addition, in the old man's right hand, he holds an exaggerated halberd.
Just looking at the luster flowing on it, you can tell that it is definitely a magic weapon.
However, if you look closely, you can see that starting from the old man's lower leg, which was soaked in blood, it has been faintly corroded, and the dark rust has spread to his waist.
"You guys wait here."
Li Weixuan said coldly, and immediately prepared to go down and find out.
At this moment, a sudden change occurred.
The dark red slurry in the blood pool twitched strangely, and then formed a vortex with the old man as the center.
The stench instantly increased tenfold.
The vortex speed went from slow to fast, accelerating crazily, winding up the old man's legs in the blink of an eye, and quickly wrapped around the entire lower body.
The next moment, the top of the slurry shrank into a round column, and then trembled like a snake, lifting the old man high into the air.
The halberd in the old man's hand was raised high and fell from the sky, like an executioner about to kill.
clang!
Accompanied by a burst of fire that tore through the sky, the old man crossed a distance of tens of meters and hit the ground in front of everyone with his halberd.
Opposite him, Li Weixuan, who had been unscathed so far, finally had some blood stains on his body.
The blow failed to work, and the old man stood in the air again with the support of the blood pillar.
"Stay away."
Li Weixuan motioned for everyone to step back.
The next moment, the sword intent surged, and the murderous intent was fierce.
This is the power of the fourth level peak.
Fu Qian clicked his tongue in admiration, but his eyes were fixed on the old man opposite him.
The power of the halberd just now was really terrifying. If Li Weixuan hadn't blocked it, the exploration team would have been killed or injured.
It's a pity that the latter who launched this attack still didn't open his eyes, and his movements were sluggish, like a dead person.
Sure enough, that thing on the lower body is the real body?
Before paying, he looked at the pile holding the old man.
Now the mass has completely transformed into a slug, and most of the dark red slurry has been absorbed into its body, revealing a circular dome at the bottom of the pool.
The old man should have been standing on it just now.
Just when everyone's eyes were attracted to this battle, Fu Qian quietly walked to the lake.
There is something he has wanted to do for a long time.
After watching along the way, he was convinced that his guess was correct.
Those who enter the furnace have their flesh and blood refined according to special rules, and then form various twisted monsters.
This blood pool is obviously one of the products.
So the question is, why is this old man not affected?
It seems that his time here is not short.
When something goes wrong, there must be a monster, and only those who are not governed by the rules can get out.
Looking at the dark red pool water, Fu Qian made a cut on his arm, then raised his palm and let the blood flow into it.
Logically speaking, blood is already dead after leaving the body and should be absorbed quickly.
However, unexpectedly, the blood that flowed into the pool in front of Fu not only did not merge, but even floated directly on the surface, just like oil and water are incompatible.
Does this mean I won’t be affected? His eyes lit up before he paid.
Do I have anything in common with this elder? Except that we are both men.
Fu Qian was frowning and thinking here when he suddenly noticed that his blood in the blood pool had changed.
As if being pulled by some force, the blood floating on the surface of the blood pool started to move.
Soon, the blood was pulled into a blood line and flowed towards the old man who was lifted into the air.
Is this still possible?
Fu Qian watched helplessly as the blood line went up the column of blood on the old man's lower body, and finally disappeared around the old man's waist.
Because the color contrast is not obvious, no one else except him notices this detail.
At this time, the battle between the two people was coming to an end. Although the old man had great strength and magical weapons, he looked like a puppet after all, and his movements were far from that flexible.
Under Li Weixuan's violent attack, he quickly fell behind and was now struggling to hold on.
Li Weixuan also seemed to realize that the pillar of blood under the old man's body was his real body, so he never left the opponent's lower body with his sword, killing him until blood splattered and juices flowed freely.
As the blood column tore through the old man's lower body for the last time, the old man's whole body was shaken, he groaned and opened his eyes.
He began to struggle hard, and finally broke free before the bloody column closed, and jumped to the shore.
"Thank you for helping me break free from that nightmare."
Kneeling on the spot and gasping for air, the old man's eyes showed a human look for the first time.
"I never thought that such a day would come to pass."
The old man spoke very slowly and his voice was hoarse, as if he hadn't spoken for a long time.
Seeing this, Li Weixuan also stopped attacking, but still looked at him warily and asked three soul questions.
"Who are you? Why are you here? What exactly is this place?"
"I am……"
The old man stood up slowly while holding his halberd, frowning in thought, with a painful look on his face.
"I can't remember, I just remember that I was trapped in a place and couldn't get out no matter what...
There are deformed monsters everywhere, my thinking is getting more and more confusing, my waking hours are getting shorter and shorter, and sometimes I even feel like I am dead..."
"Wait a moment!"
Suddenly, the old man seemed to have discovered something, pointing at the chests of the students, his face trembling.
"Are you from the Academy?"
"Do you know the Academy?"
Many students had the academy's logo on their chests, and now it was everyone's turn to be shocked.
"More than just remembering...I know clearly that I am the fourth dean of the Academy!"
"I remembered..."
Before everyone in the academy could express their shock, the old man suddenly looked solemn and solemn, leaning his halberd on the ground.
"My name is Feng Yunhong!"
This chapter has been completed!