Chapter 3119: Something like something but not something
A drop of blood fell on the stick instantly.
There seems to be no reflection. Just like blood dripping on ordinary things, it does not penetrate or be absorbed, and even flows downward slightly along the tilt of the stick body.
Logically speaking, Han Sanqian should be disappointed.
But he didn't, and he was even slightly excited.
Han Sanqian knew very well how corrosive his poisonous blood was, but what was surprising was that even this humble gadget was not damaged at all even when the poisonous blood touched him.
Another drop of blood fell, followed by two drops, three drops, four drops...
Even more and more.
When one end of the entire little black stick was completely covered with Han Sanqian's blood, Han Sanqian was still trying to pour blood onto the little black stick.
Then, a pair of eyes stared at the little black stick like torches.
One minute, two minutes, even ten minutes...
Almost when Han Sanqian thought he had misunderstood the meaning of the magic dragon and was about to give up, suddenly, the blood on the stick began to slowly undergo incredible changes.
It began to slowly penetrate into the body of the little black stick, and then disappeared little by little. Finally, all the blood was completely integrated into the stick.
"That's true!"
Han Sanqian suddenly became energetic, and he couldn't help shouting excitedly.
The so-called one is divided into two, and then divided into ten thousand, but ten thousand are returned to one, and the root of one return is not about the great way of the world, which starts from zero, then divides into thousands, and finally returns to zero and merges into one?
In addition, the magic dragon said that this thing is neither a thing nor a thing, a person is not a person, and a tool is not a tool. Doesn't everything align towards a final meaning?
zero!
Divide it into zeros!
Let’s take into account all the weird things that happened between Han Sanqian and this little black stick before, and all kinds of weird devouring and using his own magic power.
It is really like a huge black hole. Whatever you give it, it learns and uses it.
So, since this is the case, Han Sanqian has the simplest idea.
Reset it to zero and start over.
It was green juice before, but now it's Han Sanqian's blood.
If this is the case, the green juice is caused by the giant fish attacking itself, so it always attacks itself. Even though it has Pangu's ax with it, it is afraid but still does not give up.
It's like a blank slate that has been engraved with the mark of murder since birth.
Therefore, if it is not green juice but his own blood, then it should be marked by Han Sanqian again.
This is a conjecture and a risk.
But Han Sanqian seemed to have done everything right. Not only did things develop as he expected, but most importantly, the material of the little black stick was corroded by Han Sanqian's poisonous blood.
The next step is the most important part, and it is also the key to whether the whole operation is dead or alive at the end.
Thinking of this, Han Sanqian stared closely at the little black stick that had swallowed blood, quietly waiting for its reaction.
If it wins, everything will be fine. If it loses, it will absorb its own blood, which is far more powerful than the green liquid, and it is destined to become even more powerful.
It is very possible that something uncontrollable may happen.
After all, this guy is a so-called magical artifact that I have never even heard of.
Who knows what kind of abilities this guy is capable of.
Suddenly, at this moment, the little black stick suddenly became peaceful, just like the green juice that Han Sanqian had released before, losing everything.
Could it be that everything ends like this?
Han Sanqian was a little disappointed and unwilling.
But the next second, a blood-red stream of light suddenly flashed across its body. Although it disappeared in the blink of an eye, the next second, this thing slowly flew up from Han Sanqian's palm.
Han Sanqian stared at it with some vigilance. It also flew to a distance of nearly half a meter in front of Han Sanqian, and then it seemed to be looking at each other in the air.
Han Sanqian couldn't help but swallowed slightly. He didn't know whether this guy was an enemy or a friend, and he didn't know whether he had a deadlock or a live button.
