Chapter two hundred and seventy seventh blood removal
At the moment when Nicholas lost his mind, the tree demon-like monster's crotched legs worked hard together, its body suddenly rose, and it rushed straight towards the repeater in the center of the crowd.
Nicholas took a step back subconsciously and closed his eyes.
He only felt a huge cold breath coming towards him, almost freezing his soul. All the sounds in the real world disappeared from his ears, all the light disappeared from his eyes, and he could no longer feel anything.
to anything around.
"Obey me, follow me, worship me..."
There was a frantic voice in the cold breath, as if hundreds of people were shouting in the depths of his soul: "Abandon this worn-out skin, abandon that ridiculous bottom line, give up everything to get everything..."
"give up……"
"Give up! Give up! Give up!!"
Intuition warned Nicholas wildly in his heart, telling him to stay away and stay away from this cold breath.
But his hands and feet seemed to be like a frozen soul, becoming stiff and out of control, unable to move even a step. From body to soul, he fell into boundless darkness at this moment.
At this moment, a harsh cat meow mixed with a sound that sounded like a goat's bleating suddenly sounded. Even through his eyelids, Nicholas could feel a huge fireball like the sun crashing through the boundless darkness, expelling
It removed the coldness and brought a hint of warmth to the wizard's body.
He opened his eyes forcefully.
From the corner of his eye, he vaguely saw a yellow figure biting and rolling together with the tree demon, and finally disappeared behind the white tower on the island in the middle of the lake. The noisy and frantic crowd around them were stunned by the astonishing scene.
Unconscious, he was still attacking Nicholas's semi-out of control behavior just now.
The wizard closed his eyes and shook his head vigorously. The hearing and touch that he had lost a few seconds ago were found again by his soul. Also returning with them were those vague and whispered curses:
"So, a puppy is a puppy. As soon as the owner pulls the rope, it tucks its tail."
"No, you're ruining the puppy...and he doesn't have a tail either."
"Oh, my bad, my bad... the bastard didn't even have a tail after his transformation. I almost forgot about it."
Nicholas's nostrils twitched slightly, and he seemed to be able to smell the fishy smell lingering deep in his soul.
It's smelly and bloody.
In his mind, the crazy shouts of hundreds of people have disappeared, but their lingering sounds have not been cut off. They are still echoing in his ears, singing in unison:
"Give up, give up, give up..."
Nicholas suddenly had a clear understanding in his mind: Oh, that is the smell left after eating people and being eaten. That is the last cry of the eaten person in this world. It is the destination after desperate struggle but no hope.
.
——That was the peace he had been waiting for for a long time.
He can also choose that destination.
He still has the right to give up.
The aura on Nicholas' body became completely quiet, and his eyes were filled with deathly gray. The onlookers thought that he had completely escaped the risk of losing control, and they all breathed a sigh of relief, even though they saw the wizard continuing to drag his heavy steps step by step to the two
In front of an alpha student, I no longer have to be overly vigilant.
Nicholas's dark pupils reflected two malicious smiling faces.
"Hey, does this classmate have any opinions?" One of the tall students showed a sarcastic smile.
"It's really sad that you can't fully transform." Another short man also pouted.
It seemed that the inquiring and vigilant eyes of the students around them filled them with courage and motivation.
"Huh...huh..."
Nicholas breathed calmly, but his right hand suddenly showed ferocious changes, with sharp nails, black wolf fur piercing the skin, and thick and beating veins.
A claw that can only be possessed by a berserk werewolf.
Nicholas's pupils reflected two faces that were gradually distorting and deforming. His heart was beating crazily, but his eyes became calmer.
The panicked voices of students could be heard all around.
The tips of the werewolf's claws trembled slightly, shooting out streaks of jumping lightning.
Nicholas's calm voice echoed throughout Linzhong Lake, echoing in the hearts of every student:
"I breathe the same air, eat the same food, and stay under the same sky as other wizards."
"But it never got the same respect."
Nicholas lowered his head, his voice seemed extremely hollow:
"I'm not a pureblood, so I'm considered a shame by you."
"I'm stupid, so my efforts are laughed at by you."
"My patience is seen as cowardice by you!"
"I don't care about any of this!"
A hint of blood reappeared in Nicholas's dark eyes:
"But you shouldn't insult my mother!"
"Again, and again."
"Where justice lies, there is no justice."
"Where there is freedom, I cannot find freedom."
"I only retained a little bit of dignity."
"Reality gives me cruel answers time and time again."
"The blood my father gave me."
"Let me suffer humiliation!"
"God gave me sharp teeth and sharp claws."
"But I can't use them to get justice!"
"In that case, why should I keep these things!"
He roared miserably, swung his claws with his backhand, pierced his chest fiercely, and then pulled it out viciously, pointing it diagonally into the air.
Bright red blood burst out, hitting the faces of the two vampires in front of them hard. A bolt of lightning passed by, making the two pale faces even paler.
The air near the lake seemed to be frozen, and everyone was shocked by the scene before them, so that the scene fell into dead silence.
The dark clouds in the sky became thicker and thicker, a cold wind suddenly rose in the square, and the rolling thunder came slowly behind the lightning, breaking the dead silence and shaking everyone's hearts.
Scarlet blood slowly dripped down the tips of his claws, but Nicholas' arms with bulging veins were as steady as a rock.
His low roar is as hard as rock and as biting as cold wind:
"Min Tian is so powerful that he applies it to the earth below."
"I have blood, fangs, and claws!"
"At the head of Zangyang's tomb, there are three stars in Yi!"
"Hold my Luan knife and take my blood!"
The miserable voice roared and cursed amidst the thunder. A stream of crimson blood spurted out from his chest as he continued to cast spells.
Nicholas's face quickly turned gray, but a bright color gradually appeared in his eyes:
"There are Han people in Weitian, and there is light in prisons. I wish you all the best!"
"I recommend this curse with my blood!"
In the sky, although it was daytime, the sun was retreating quietly. In the sky, the stars were twinkling, and a bright starlight enveloped it. The mass of blood in front of Nicholas exploded, squirming, rolling, and turned into two complex spells.
The text was heavily branded on the foreheads of the two vampires.
When the starlight dispersed, Nicholas felt weak and was about to fall to the ground.
Four or five tall figures almost appeared around him.
"Receive blessings from heaven and protect your life!" Professor Yao, with a livid face, placed the Dharma book on Nicholas' head. A white halo enveloped Nicholas's body from top to bottom, and his face quickly improved.
"Jieer Zhaoming."
"Jie Er Jingfu." Several other black-robed wizards were also casting auxiliary spells nearby, and everyone's expressions were ugly.
Next to the two frightened vampires, several wizards in blood-colored robes also appeared.
This is the discipline envoy of the school's discipline department, and he always only appears in front of the professors.