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Chapter 22: Bloodline Power

This is a massacre.

But such massacres happen every day.

In the future, such massacres will be more frequent, more intense, and more bloody!

In addition to searching for food to ensure their own survival, the creatures on this land also need to work hard to eliminate competitors.

After all, there is only so much food. If your competitors take one more bite, you will have one less bite. If your competitors take two more bites, you will starve to death.

Trolls and barbarians have no hatred, but if both sides live in the same area, it is destined that either you will die or I will die.

Dashi grabbed the last troll's shoulders with both hands and pressed him against the rock wall regardless of the opponent's resistance. Then Dashi roared wildly and tore the troll in front of him in half.

He glanced around with his scarlet eyes, twice...

After wandering around for a long time carrying half of the bloody body, he staggered and fell to his knees at the foot of the boulder.

Just when Dashi was about to cover his face with the ground, Yang Muyun rushed over to hold him up, and then immediately stuffed a piece of candy into his mouth.

At this time, Yang Muyun was surprised to find that Dashi had his eyes open.

Although his eyes were full of exhaustion and weakness, Dashi did keep his eyes open and did not fall into a coma after going crazy like before.

Dashi rolled his eyes and looked around, his lips moved a few times, and Yang Muyun heard it only when he got closer.

"Am I stronger?"

Yang Muyun nodded. The aftereffects of strengthening were much less severe than last time. This is a symbol of getting stronger. I wonder if it will be lighter next time.

Just in time, Laxida came over carrying two cubs on her back.

Originally, I wanted to find a clean place to set foot, but after looking around, Laxida couldn't find a clean place, so she stopped walking inside.

Yang Muyun put the big rocks in place, and then began to move the bodies and clean up the debris on the battlefield.

These are all good sacrifices. I wonder what I can get by sacrificing hundreds of trolls at once.

Laxida raised her paw and raked it behind her back, picked up Xiong Da and put it on the ground, then pointed at Yang Muyun.

Xiong Da immediately ran over, biting into the troll's body and dragging it. His snow-white hair was soon dyed with the troll's blue blood.

As for Xiong Er, Laxida was not so polite. She slapped him down like a fly, then waved his paw and pushed him, like hitting a billiard ball, and sent him to Yang Muyun's feet.

Yang Muyun stared blankly at the little dumpling at his feet. He saw its head and limbs hugged tightly together. He opened his eyes and glanced around, then closed them tightly. He snorted a few times and refused to move.

Yang Muyun thought to himself: Is this method of courage training too intense?

After tapping Xiaotuanzi's head, Yang Muyun said softly: "Don't be afraid, follow me."

Then they started collecting corpses for the trolls.

The bear was running around happily, and from time to time he would hold a piece of interesting parts in his mouth and run up to his mother to ask for credit.

Xiong Er stuck tightly to Yang Muyun's feet, never leaving Yang Muyun's radius.

It didn't take long for Yang Muyun to pile up all the corpses he could collect in the lair. To be on the safe side, Yang Muyun carried a small dumpling in each hand and carried Xiong Daxiong Er to the edge of Laxida.

Xiong Er snorted pitifully, while Xiong Da waved his claws in dissatisfaction. If Yang Muyun hadn't been able to dodge quickly, there would have been a few more marks on his hands.

Looking at the corpses on the ground, Yang Muyun took a deep breath and then began to recite a spell.

"Sacrifice!"

The bloody light bloomed, as if a layer of mist covered hundreds of corpses, and then exploded, turning into light fragments all over the sky.

After the light dimmed, there was nothing in front of him, and all the corpses disappeared, leaving only an ice-blue bubble floating in the air and rotating slowly.

Yang Muyun held up the bubble and looked closely at it, and found that there was a ball of ice-blue liquid inside.

Like...

After taking a look at the mess splattering in the lair, Yang Muyun immediately understood the source of the familiarity.

Rashida glanced at the bubble and said: "Weak creatures gain strength through practice, and powerful creatures inherit strength through blood."

Yang Muyun understood that this was bloodline, "Ms. Laxida, may I ask, is this bloodline very powerful?"

Rashida smiled, "No matter how weak the bloodline is, it is still a priceless treasure in the eyes of some creatures. For example, humans often use special means to deprive other creatures of their bloodline and take it as their own."

Yang Muyun thought to himself: Barbarians already possess the power of blood, and they will become very powerful after awakening the blood. This thing has no value to him or Dashi.

But after taking a look at the slowly rotating bubbles, Yang Muyun was worried. Is there a time limit for the bubbles? If the bubbles burst and the blood spilled on the ground, wouldn't it be completely wasted?

"Ms. Rashida, do goblins have no blood power?"

Rashida thought about it carefully, then shook her head, "As long as there is blood power, goblins will not be reduced to the lowest level of intelligent life."

Yang Muyun called the leader of the goblin clan, Green Hat, to come in.

Looking at the dark and deep hole in front of him, Green Hat felt uneasy. However, as the master summoned him, Green Hat had no choice but to bravely walk in.

Stepping on the slippery ground and looking at the sticky stuff still flowing slowly in the cracks in the rocks, the cuckold's knees went weak and he lay on the ground.

But when he thought about the consequences of disobeying his master's orders, and when he thought about the 350 tribesmen whose heads were missing, another force emerged from the cuckold's body, and he crawled to Yang Muyun's side using both hands and feet.

Yang Muyun wanted to kick the cuckold to death, it was really embarrassing.

Thinking back to what Laxida said, the success rate of blood extraction was very low, the success rate of blood fusion was even lower, and the consequences of failure were miserable, Yang Muyun immediately felt relieved.

It's just a test product, why bother with so much.

"Open your mouth!"

The cuckold immediately raised his head obediently, opened his mouth towards Yang Muyun, and then poured a ball of warm viscous liquid into his mouth.

Maybe it was too strong, or maybe the cuckold's mouth was too small and his throat was too thin. In short, the cuckold's lungs were filled instantly, making his eyes widen and he coughed repeatedly.

Seeing this scene, Yang Muyun quickly held down the cuckold's head, "This is the essence of life, swallow it all, don't waste it."

However, the green hat's body instantly became cold and stiff. A layer of frost mist came out from under the skin, and in the blink of an eye, the green hat was covered with a layer of ice shell.

Yang Muyun was stunned for a moment, "Is this a failure?"

Retracting his hand and wiping away the broken ice remaining in his palm, Yang Muyun sighed regretfully.

"Fortunately, there is a ready-made coffin, so there is no need to bury it."

Yang Muyun supported Dashi and was about to leave, but found that Laxida was still squatting on the spot motionless.

Just as he was about to speak, he discovered an icy blue light blooming in place.

The light is very thin and thin, like light shining into a cave from a crack.

Then came the second, third, fourth...

In the blink of an eye, the cave was filled with blue light, flowing and rippling like water waves.

Finally, the light dimmed and shrank back, all entering the green hat's body. Only then did Yang Muyun discover that the green hat's body had mutated.

The skin changed from green to ice blue, and the dark green eyes also turned to ice blue.

With the change of skin color, the cuckold's appearance and temperament have also improved a lot, at least not so ugly and vulgar.

only……

Yang Muyun glanced at the cuckold's head.

There is still green there, a green palm print.

"It seems to be where I pressed it just now."


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