"How is it possible? There is such a huge gap in strength. How is it possible that you can suppress me with just one sword? Wait, what kind of sword is this?"
If yesterday, someone said that they could cross the gap between laws and regulations and impose restrictions on themselves with just one forbidden item, Zhao Yan would only laugh.
"Ah, yes, yes, how about giving it a try?"
Equipment determinism is not uncommon in the world of professionals. Powerful taboo items may not only make a high-end professional, but even allow a professional to create his or her own professional system for it.
But there is a limit. Just relying on a quasi-rule, a rule-level weapon is a good thing to cross the level challenge. For the real rules master, the more the better, who doesn’t like this free high-end equipment?
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But now, this counter-intuitive scene is right in front of him!
"How is it possible that I can't control my blood?"
Zhao Yan, who was vomiting blood, looked in disbelief. He suspected that his ability to control blood had degraded to that of an apprentice.
What's even more incredible is that the person in front of me is a "mentor".
At this moment, this alien race, which has nothing to do with the blood pathway, actually skillfully used the "blood mist" ability of the same origin!
When I tried to pull the surrounding blood sea and build my own blood blade and blood shield, my control was actually robbed by it! My own power actually became the opponent's blade!
"It doesn't make sense, it doesn't make sense. Even if this sword has such characteristics, there is no reason why you can use it so skillfully."
Ability is ability, knowledge is knowledge, and the use of skills requires time and experience to polish. An ordinary person can get a rifle and be able to shoot through it with a hundred steps. No matter how you look at it, there are problems.
At this moment, Damu calmly waved his sword, and the blood around him was boiling, as if a high-level professional of the same path was controlling it.
That blood is both a shield and a weapon. The spiral-like blood vortex has become the most powerful weapon in both offense and defense.
What Zhao Yan couldn't understand was his incredibly powerful "control".
Every drop of blood has its own shape.
Every ball of blood has its own will.
It was as if there were countless invisible hands, showing the "vampire" control that crushed Zhao Yan, a fellow human being.
It is obviously extremely uncomfortable to face one's own "superior existence"
"That is your end. It is your old enemy, your destiny. You are destined to die in its hands. Listen, it is eager to suck your blood and life."
The hoarse voice was full of hatred that could not be concealed, but the eyes that had lost focus seemed to be unable to see their mortal enemy clearly.
Dam's eyes were completely red, and his hair was completely gray.
There was a chill inside and outside. While the "frozen blood" protected him from being swallowed by the other party, it was also hurting himself.
In order to completely cut off the opponent's way of survival and prevent the opponent from harvesting the key key from the corpse, Dam even refused the "antidote" kindly provided by Mr. An Nan.
But at this moment, these words full of hate were not just his personal will.
[Daozhong's last words of resentment (two-handed heavy sword), forbidden relic, rating: quasi-rules level.]
[Daozhong, formerly known as Liu Daoxi, was once an ordinary police officer until his police station was massacred and he witnessed the power of cultists and the fragility of life. When he reappeared three years later, he was no longer the man full of justice.
A genius police officer with a heart of his own, a pure blood-feasting villain. In order to survive, he joined an organization that killed his colleagues and friends, and gave up everything.】
[But in the end, he seemed to have met his destiny. He was terminated by another young police officer in a foreign country]
[Daozhong: Who can tell me, am I wrong? Or is the world wrong? Maybe we are both right, but I am not very lucky]
Even the maker of this sword felt a little sad when he saw this explanation.
Perhaps, that little police badge was the reason why his mentality collapsed in the end and he didn't even fight for his life.
Perhaps, this is his moment of headwind. If he can overcome it, he can also step into the rules level or even higher.
It's a pity that he didn't cross over, but instead achieved the quasi-rules rating of this relic weapon.
[Function 1: The vengeful spirit at the Blood Feast (quasi-rule level), when encountering the Blood Feast or a professional from a similar path, will actively awaken a quasi-rule-level vengeful spirit. This vengeful spirit can use most of the Blood Feast’s high-level abilities.
Path ability, and has extremely high priority control of blood elements in similar battles.】
[When in the "Wraith" state, this sword will greatly increase the damage to specific professions, with special effects of 'sure hit', 'vision', and 'blood plunder'. This effect will be accompanied by an increase in the target's 'total life'
Enhance.]
Just the first function is enough to see that the person "Daozhong" hates the most is still the "same kind".
And now, the red light on the sword is the effect of the resentful spirit being fully activated.
Its ability as a sword will also increase with the opponent's "total life (the number of lives eaten by the blood feast)". That is, the stronger the blood feast, the more dangerous this sword will be for blood-sucking life professions.
Now, his opponent is Zhao Yan, a "Glutton" that many Blood Feast rule-level veterans cannot compare to. The power of this sword may have been activated to the extreme.
It can easily knock it down from the atomized state and seriously injure it with a sword. I am afraid that even Damu, who is controlling it, did not expect the effect to be so good.
The other side of the power of taboo items is that the side effects are just the side effects of this sword, making Lu Ping'an feel subtle about it.
[Side Effect 1, Alarm Phobia (quasi-rule level): The holder will have an inexplicable strong sense of uneasiness towards the police, vigilantes and other order guardians, and the degree of this fear will be proportional to the 'sin' that the holder carries
Positive correlation, related to the time of using this sword.】
In a sense, I am afraid that Daozhong's death was not peaceful. At least, his fear has been deeply buried in the third gold coin, and thus buried in this magic sword.
[Note: If the holder is a police officer or similar professional, this feature will not be activated. 】
In short, this sword is indeed timid.
But when it faces its natural nemesis, it is terrifyingly powerful.
"Impossible, absolutely impossible"
Sun Yi is dead, and Zhao Yan, who is actually slightly weaker, has already reached the end of his rope.
In the final stage of madness, the amount of "poisonous blood" he consumed may not be as much as Sun Yi's, but it was definitely a lethal dose.
Now, he encountered his old enemy again. Every attack he made was seen through, and every blood element released became a sharp blade attacking him.
He still didn't give up, he still struggled to survive.
"Such a powerful weapon must come at a heavy price, and it cannot be used by a weak person at the legal level. His hair has turned white visibly to the naked eye. This lion man is losing his life force!"
Zhao Yan was still holding on, he wanted to see who would die first.
In fact, his guess was not wrong. Many of the high-end items in the life system killed oneself before killing the enemy.
[Side Effect 2: Resentment of the Dead (quasi-rule level): The resentful spirit in the sword hates every living person. Once any living person holding a magic sword is injured, his blood will not stop flowing, and his physical strength will be consumed at a high speed. With use,
As time goes by, vitality will begin to lose at a high speed (life span).
Obviously, this is a magic sword that wants the sword owner to go down and accompany him, a vicious sword with only malicious intent.
"Go to hell! For my people, for my children, for our past and our future."
"What nonsense reason? The weak should become the bread of the strong. You should have died long ago."
The two sides were entangled, and the two wounded men were fighting each other to the death in an extremely ugly manner.
What they hope for, perhaps, is just that their opponents die before them.
And somewhere, someone who just wasted the "third gold coin" of the quasi-rule level is playing with the "third gold coin" of the rule level that he just got.
"Why not turn Daozhong's third gold coin into a spirit ghost? Oh, you only need one spirit ghost of the same kind. There are better choices, why waste it on him."