Even during the day, the castle is still filled with a cold and dark atmosphere.
In the wide, windowless hall, sunlight leaks from the door, dimly illuminating the interior.
In the center is a long dining table covered with candles.
Apart from that, there was nothing else but two portraits of pale middle-aged men hanging on the blue-gray walls.
Deep on the right is the ancient stone staircase, extending to the second floor.
Li Xiang did not see the existence of people or dead disciples.
He formed seals with his hands to sense the ninjutsu.
To his surprise, there was no one upstairs.
Instead, there seemed to be huge energy gathering under his feet.
Thinking that all the blood left by the dead disciples who died before was absorbed by the magic circle, there is a high probability that the core is underground.
Li Xiang glanced at Fufu and suddenly felt that there was nothing to be afraid of.
I have a True Ancestor myself, how can I still beat someone who has not become a True Ancestor?
Thinking of this, Li Xiang immediately took out the Han Sword, pointed it at the ground, and with a bang, the floor tiles made of unknown materials exploded.
About fifty centimeters thick, a huge cavity suddenly appeared.
An indescribable smell gushes out.
Li Xiang almost vomited.
It's like a garbage dump for several years.
Dark red reflected from the hole.
Only then did Li Xiang notice that there was thick blood underneath, forming a stream.
He couldn't help but frown.
The smell in the nasal cavity is still lingering.
He simply used magic to block his sense of smell.
Li Xiang jumped down.
The only thing he could see before was the entrance of the cave, but now he could clearly see that several streams finally converged into a strange pattern.
Like a twisted sword.
Magic arrays generally have something like array eyes.
At any rate, Li Xiang attended classes for a few days.
Since there are five castles outside, it means there are five patterns corresponding to them below.
The patterns are connected by streams.
It is as if they are two organs of the human body, each serving as a blood vessel.
So where is Rubare?
Li Xiang used the sensory ninjutsu again, but found nothing.
He didn't feel disappointed either.
Perception is not omnipotent.
Besides, his ninjutsu is not S-level.
If you can use the immortal mode now, you can find the traces of Rubare.
Li Xiang already had enough power because of his word spirit, but he wanted the ability to perceive even more.
He is now in a place similar to a transit station, with four passages up, down, left and right.
"Fufu, which way are you going?"
Li Xiang suddenly had an idea and asked.
As the first of the twenty-seven ancestors of the Dead Apostles, Fu Fu is superior to Rubare in terms of bloodline and strength.
"Fu!"
Fufu barked, stretched out its little paw and pointed to the left.
Li Xiang immediately walked towards the passage on the left.
After a while, there were four more passages.
Fu Fu continued to give directions.
Li Xiang discovered that this magic array was actually a maze.
After being guided by Fu Fu four times, he reached the core position.
An underground palace.
It's not much better than the castle above.
"You actually found this place?"
The middle-aged man on the throne asked with a surprised look on his face.
"Are you Rubare?"
Li Xiang ignored his question.
"Since you know who I am, you still dare to come and die. It seems you are quite capable."
Rubare stood up and said, "I originally thought that the first magician I would see was Barthemero."
"Oh, you said I'm the captain."
Li Xiang showed a faint smile, "You are not qualified to see her yet."
"You are just as arrogant as her, but you just don't know what strength you have."
Rubare snorted coldly.
Like a volcano erupting, cracks suddenly appeared on the floor under his feet.
Li Xiang felt his eyes were dazzled, Lu Bare had already arrived.
So fast!
Although his strength and durability are good, his agility has almost no bonus, and he relies entirely on the support of his spirit.
Li Xiang blocked his fist with a Han sword in time.
In his haste, he staggered back two steps.
"Somewhat capable."
Rubare clenched his fists.
He wore gloves full of metallic luster, which looked like they were extraordinary at first glance.
Li Xiang paid full attention and became serious.
In terms of strength, he is slightly inferior.
But the durability is the same for everyone.
It is not easy for Li Xiang to be beaten to death.
What's more, his swordsmanship is even more superb.
Although vampires are transformed from humans, most of them are not martial arts masters.
After becoming a vampire, there is no need to learn any sword skills.
Anyway, with immortality and strength and speed far beyond ordinary people, you can basically win.
But today Li Xiang is going to teach them a lesson.
Strength alone is not enough, you must also have skills.
Fist close.
Li Xiang used the length of the Han sword to strike first. After hitting the glove, he flicked his wrist to remove the force and stabbed out two more swords.
Rubare's eyes showed a little surprise.
Li Xiang's sword reacted faster than his own.
This is equivalent to three swords versus one punch.
When the collision and roar sounded, he took a step back.
This was the first time for Rubare to meet such an opponent.
It's obviously half a chip weaker than him, but he can't win.
In the past, the only people he had fought against were magicians and Death Apostles.
The former uses magic, while the latter uses random tricks.
There are few people with such high skills as Li Xiang.
But he didn't panic.
The advantage is his.
As a former human being, he is well aware of the fragility of human beings.
As long as you get hit by one punch, you will either die or be disabled.
Let this guy be proud for a few minutes first.
He soon realized how foolish it was to fight in this way.
Rubare's right fist glowed with a faint red light, and then he smashed it out.
Li Xiang passed through the gap lightly and went straight for his heart.
But Rubale reacted quickly and grabbed the sword with his left hand.
At this moment, the sword glowed with silver light.
Li shook his long sword.
Rubare grabbed the blade of the sword, but felt it was shaking. He quickly let go, and his arm felt sore and numb for a moment.
Immediately he quickly backed away.
But even so, he was scratched by the sword.
His clothes are not as strong as his gloves.
A few drops of blood flowed out, but he healed instantly.
This is his strong physique.
Rubare raised his chin slightly and said, "Let me see how long you can hide. If you are caught by me, hehe, you will definitely die."
In his eyes, human beings are just like porcelain dolls.
Even though Li Xiang danced happily, there was only one time when he didn't block it and he farted.
But the Dead Apostles were different, it didn't matter if they were seriously injured once or twice.
Minor injuries are even more itchy.
Rubare's body dodged, and his fists shot out like a barrage of cannons.
Although he doesn't have very advanced skills, he still understands how to fight and chase fiercely in a short period of time.
Li Xiang frowned.
Cannot be hardwired.
Bang.
Rubare's smile froze, and he hit a wooden stake with both fists.
He didn't have time to think about the magic trick before he heard the wind behind him.
Although you don’t mind being injured, healing wounds requires energy, so avoid it if you can.
He crossed his fists to block the sneak attack of the Han Sword.
Rubare was slightly startled.
This force is far less powerful than before.
His eyes showed excitement.
Li Xiang has obviously entered a period of weakness.
Physical strength begins to decline.
They are human beings after all.
The so-called killing him while he is sick.
Rubare flew in front of Li Xiang in the blink of an eye and hit him firmly in the heart with a punch.
But he finally realized the problem.
Li Xiang, who was hit by him, turned into a point of light and disappeared in front of him.
Ordinary clone technique.
"Damn it!"
Just when Lu Bare was about to find the real Li Xiang, he saw a sword coming from his kidney and then emerging from the waist on the other side.
Severe pain struck.
"Ahhh!"
He couldn't hold it back anymore and shouted.
Since becoming a Death Apostle, he has rarely suffered such serious injuries.
Li Xiang naturally had no time to appreciate his foul-smelling screams, so he pulled out his Han sword, aimed at his heart and struck him again, and finally cut off his head.
Rubare's cry stopped abruptly.
The head and body are separated.
The four blood holes caused by the Han sword and the cut surface of the neck gushed out blood like a fountain.
Li Xiang jumped back quickly to avoid splashing on his clothes.
He increasingly felt that basic ninjutsu, such as the Three Body Technique, was particularly useful in Xingyue.
Because it is unknown, no one is prepared.
Even the clone technique cannot be seen through, let alone the shadow clone technique.
Li Xiang waited for a few minutes, but Rubare was still spurting blood.
He was silent for a few seconds, thinking of Astarte outside.
With his senior sister's strength, the Dead Apostles would naturally not pose any threat.
Maybe it was the maze that stopped her.
When Li Xiangzheng was about to turn around to meet Astarte, the palace was suddenly filled with red light.
His whole body was reflected in blood red.
Li Xiang's expression turned serious and he saw Rubare stand up.
The separated brain returns automatically.
The spurting of blood also stopped.
"Hahahahaha!"
The first thing Rubare did after his resurrection was to laugh wildly.
Laughter is full of joy.
Li Xiang felt baffled.
Resurrection is resurrection.
You are not Uchiha Madara.
But he was resurrected after a lot of hard work, and his surname is Uchiha.
Having a smile like this is natural.
"I want to thank you very much."
Rubare stopped smiling for a moment, but he was still very excited, "The magicians outside have killed all my relatives, and the formation of refining falsehood and returning trueness has fully started to operate. I will soon become the true ancestor! The only pity is that
Only your choir came, and the burial authorities didn't have time to arrive."
I see.
Li Xiang can understand his behavior.
He actually called the burial agency. He was really brave.
But a doubt occurred to him.
Why don't you kill your own relatives?
We have to wait for the arrival of the choir and burial authorities.
Are there any strange settings in this?
The magic circle is essentially a large-scale barrier and a super magic.
Just like the twin towers.
It's not an exaggeration to say it's a magic trick.
And such magic usually requires extremely harsh conditions.
After all, the position of the sun and moon of the Twin Towers.
"Come on! Kill me!"
Rubare opened his arms, "As long as I die once, I will become stronger. Until I absorb the power of the magic circle, I will be promoted from a dead disciple to a true ancestor!"
Li Xiang's doubts were completely solved.
No wonder they wanted to attract the choir.
Before the magic circle ended, it was obvious that he was invincible.
Not afraid of death.
Things can get tricky.
But Li Xiang was not too panicked.
He thought of the omnipotent sealing technique.
Death is not that easy.
Li Xiang turned his wrist, and the Han Sword shuttled through the air and penetrated directly into Rubare's heart.
Immediately he let go of the Han Sword, formed a seal with his hands, and a second later pressed his palms on his chest.
The ink marks spread.
A Bagua pattern soon formed.
Rubare was about to sigh and die, when he suddenly realized that he was shocked.
He did not die.
Instead, a strange power spread from his chest to his whole body, cutting him off from the magic circle.
"impossible!"
Rubare was a little frightened and shouted, "What kind of magic is this?!"
Li Xiang ignored it.
Next, as long as the magic circle is destroyed, Rubare's hope can be completely cut off.
"Fu!"
Fufu, who had gone somewhere unknown before, reappeared.
"You are a True Ancestor after all, so you can be of some use."
Li Xiang complained.
"True Ancestor?"
Rubare was suddenly stunned, "You said it is the True Ancestor?"
Fufu slowly walked up to him.
It looked at him casually, then stretched out its little paw to touch him.
"Help...help...help..."
Rubare was trembling all over, but he couldn't say what he wanted to say.
When Li Xiang was stunned, he turned into a blood bead.
"what's the situation?"
"Fu!"
Fufu responded.
But Li Xiang couldn't understand.
At this moment, countless blood surged out of the ground, and they instantly turned into blood beads.
Then everything poured into Li Xiang's body.
[You bathe in blood, your body changes, and new talents and panels are generated. 】
[Twenty-seventh Ancestor of the Dead Apostles (Level EX): You are the tenth ancestor, possessing immortality. 】
[Attribute: Durability a (99) is corrected to durability ex.]
Li never had time to think about it.
I felt the earth shaking.
The whole palace began to collapse.
He quickly picked up Fufu and ran away.
But there was no Astarte encountered in the labyrinth outside.
Li Xiang quickly returned to the ground.
All five castles were seen in ruins.
He was stunned.
Think of the simulator information just now.
"I am now one of the twenty-seven ancestors of the Dead Apostles? Am I so careless?"
Li Xiang was puzzled.
But the meaning this talent brings to him in the main world is not that great.
It's just that there is no upper limit on blood volume.
Maybe just save the simulation coins for reopening.
Maybe it would be useful to go to a world similar to "Demon Slayer".
The evil spirit inside is actually more like a vampire.
"Junior brother."
Astarte's voice sounded.
Li Xiang quickly turned around and breathed a sigh of relief when he saw that she was unharmed.
He recounted the situation inside, leaving out only the talents he had received.
If the senior sister found out that he had become the Twenty-seventh Dead Apostle, wouldn't it be difficult to say that she wanted to kill him?
By the way, since he is the true ancestor, why doesn't he have the urge to suck blood?
Li Xiang meditated to no avail and had no choice but to give up.
Regardless, the mission has been accomplished.
"Someone!"
When Li Xiangzheng was about to remove Yan Ling, he suddenly frowned.
Hearing this, Astarte also looked outside the castle.
I saw a man and a woman walking slowly.
Priests and nuns.
It requires almost no introduction to be recognized.
But this nun's body is too outrageous.
Feeling even more fierce than Tsunade.
It just has a sacred meaning to it.
It's just downright weird.
"He is a member of the burial organization of the Holy Church."
Astarte narrowed his eyes slightly, with a rare look of caution on his face, "The priest is called Dawn, and he doesn't have much ability. The nun is called Jixiangin Kiara, and she is a bit troublesome."
"???"
After being reminded like this, Li Xiang realized that the nuns were almost the same as the Slaughterhouse in the FGO game except for their clothes.