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Chapter 901 Self-painted oil portrait of a madman coughing up blood

With Nesser's ability, it is no longer so complicated to imitate the refining procedures of the immortal medicine.
He easily pulled out the werewolf blood from the orange hair.
However, it was the moment when Ness pulled out his bloodline that Ness noticed a little abnormal movement in the bloodline.
After a little startled, Nesser smiled.
The person hiding in the dark is indeed hiding well. If Nesser had not practiced the rituals of a sorcerer, but had sensed it in his previous state, it would probably be difficult to sense the existence of that person.
Unfortunately, Nesser's growth rate is far beyond others' expectations. Although Nesser has used Yixingkong during this period, most of them are on Nickol's side and are very secretive.
It will take a lot of time for those people to judge Nesser's magician rituals and then pass on the information.
Therefore, the hidden person is not completely hidden.
However, his hiding is of no use. At least Nasser doesn't know what the person hiding on the side is and how strong he is.
However, now, he caught a trace of the other party.
I don't know when this guy will take action.
Nesser didn't stay too much, the sun was slowly approaching.
Using the extracted bloodline as the casting material, Nesther casts a spell creation spell.
An orange werewolf appeared on the fallen tree.
Scarface also sensed something at this time and quickly burped the white wool into the orange werewolf's body.
Orange hair stood aside with her head scratching her head, looking at the werewolf body that died on her behalf, with a strange feeling, but it was hard to say what it felt.
As the werewolf dies, the werewolf's bloodline changes rapidly under some catalysis. If you read it correctly, it should be a kind of flame. The flame seems to be a kind of phantom, flashing away, and even Naser feels that he has read it wrong.
That flame...
Naiser felt that his soul was also activated, and seemed to have some special effects on the soul.
This flame should have appeared when the fallen tree was formed, but it seemed to be covered by that faith, so it was not discovered.
Nesser remembered the feeling of the little flame in his heart, and then saw a white vine growing out.
Instinctively, the white vines were about to wrap around the overgrown tree, but the barriers that Naser had observed before appeared again.
On the tree, the white light shines, laying out the white vines.
The white vines did not approach, but spread outside and continued to climb higher.
"Let's go!" George was sweating like rain at this time, and his body also had some softening posture. From his perspective, the sun seemed to be approaching Chi Zi, and the scorching light was like tentacles, constantly squirming towards him.
As long as there is more time, once the tentacles catch him, they will be pulled over in an instant and swallowed by the sun.
The distance between him and the sun is not a space distance in the simple sense, but a spiritual distance.
Once he is entangled by tentacles, it essentially means that his own mind is controlled.
So when the white vines appeared, he immediately climbed up.
Unlike the overgrown trees, there are some places for people to stand on, the white vines themselves are only the thickness of wrists, like a hemp rope, with some leaves growing on them, so there is no place to climb with their hands.
After climbing onto the white vines, George felt the pressure on his own mind eased, and the sun was pulled a long distance away from him.
Continue to climb upwards and feel more and more stable in your heart.
People quickly climbed up the white vines one by one. Although the white vines were not thick, they were extremely stable.
Even though so many people climbed on it, they didn't shake much.
Naser walked at the end, and he gently grabbed the vine with one hand, then turned around and looked behind him.
A trace of oil paint quickly appeared on the fallen tree, and then the oil paint turned into a passage, and a man rushed out of it with the flag of victory expulsion.
After he rushed out, he suddenly launched an attack on Nesser.
A large amount of oil paint blocked the sky, creating a world in the painting. At the same time, some kind of hair appeared on his body, which looked similar to a werewolf.
Finally, the vitality field in his body turned, and a vitality began to overflow to the outside world.
In the blink of an eye, three rituals were presented to Nesser. Each one was extremely powerful, but each one had a big problem.
First of all, those oil paints. If Nesser reads correctly, it is the magician ritual of Thousand Painting House and Alva.
This person obtained this ritual through inheritance. Although he avoided the side effects of the heir being unable to fully exert the ritual through some means, there were still some troubles.
The second is the transformation similar to a werewolf, who is also a bloodline warlock. However, unlike the orthodox werewolf, the bloodline warlock's rituals are somewhat incomplete and a large piece is missing.
Finally, he transformed into the life force that was about to overflow his body, and he would vaguely have some achievements, which shows that the other party has been able to condense his achievements.
"It's a pity that you don't have the corresponding deeds to sublimate your real name." Naiser said: "Who are you now?"
"Is it Ai, or Alva?"
"Of course I'm still me, Naiser, you've become stupid!" It was still the natural tone and natural words, but it was a little different from before.
This person who was regarded as a backhand by the Holy Sound Church and believed that he could definitely assassinate Nass was his former acquaintance, "Ai".
He can be said to be Nesser's fellow disciples, and the product of Alva's continued research on immortality medicine.
It was he who added the cycle of immortality medicine that broke some of the curse of immortality medicine and gave Anthony a chance to rest in peace.
He was very natural, or honest at the beginning.
Unexpectedly, those words really came true. He once told Nesser that the master was dead, and then he said that the master was crazy.
What he said now is actually not much different.
After being defeated by Nesser, he was cursed by Nesser with blasphemy.
That was one of the few curses Nesser had actively put on others. Since then, Alva has coughed up blood every day and suffered various mental tortures at the same time.
Naturally, Alva went crazy. At the same time, because of the existence of the immortal medicine, even if he kept coughing up blood, he would not die. He would only feel the pain of blood loss. After all, immortality is the strongest curse he imposed on himself.
However, I have to say that Alva is indeed a genius. Even in this state, he still found some way to break the deadlock.
Chapter completed!
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