No matter how much you scrub with soap, you can't make a black man white.
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[Part1·The Hunter King’s Legacy]
The wind and snow were getting heavier and heavier. In order to save energy, Meteor simply changed back to his human form.
He disarmed the spirit body, gradually relaxed the tense nerves, and carefully pressed the arterial sinuses in the neck, allowing the blood-giving body to return to the metabolic level of Homo sapiens.
For this green-gold baby, he still can't control the beast transformation very well——
——Occasionally, he and his wife would quarrel and argue, and get red-faced because of some strange travel plans. 3301 would also lose control of his emotions and suddenly transform from a human form into a giant wolf over two meters tall.
Thick snow-white hair gradually fell off his back. The hair tissue was like mud, sliding from the collapsed skin to the floor. His figure gradually returned to 192 centimeters, leaving a patch of white hair around his feet, upturned.
The ears and the deformed and convex skull gradually returned to their original positions.
After Meteor turned into a human body, he was left with only half a pair of pants. He immediately found the mahjong table in the tea house and card house, and took away a few dustproof blankets to avoid the cold. When he had some free time, he hid under the curved counter in the tea room on the second floor.
, pick up the Beloberg Correction Blade.
Spirit Arms re-polished the sword into shape, reshaped the injured edge into a straight blade shape, and made it lighter as a whole, requiring the user to adapt to the balance of the sword again.
"Belloberg..."
Meteor called to the sword spirit and saw his own golden eyes in the clear mirror blade.
"Although it's not as beautiful as when it came out of the factory, Brother Ming won't blame me when he sees you looking like this now, right?"
[You ask me? If I tell you, he would rather see a complete you.]
[After all, when the broken sword is reforged, the dead will no longer have a chance to be resurrected.]
After receiving the sword spirit's affirmation, Meteor breathed a sigh of relief and tied the rose red stone pendant around his neck again.
"I'm really scared..."
"It seems like I'm not far away from death. I've never felt this way before."
"Have I become less courageous after getting the lapis lazuli wolf blood?"
[Since humans have become dominant creatures, many individuals have lost their sense of crisis, which is very common.]
[But for animals, a rain can often cause them to freeze and die.]
[The blood of lapis lazuli only awakens your sense of crisis, and your will to survive becomes stronger.]
"Is this a good thing? Or a bad thing?" Bu Qixing deflected the sword blade, and a patch of snow-white hair was reflected in the mirror, almost hanging down to his shoulders.
[It can save your life, which is of course a good thing.]
[The sword of the brave is never in their hands, but in their hearts.]
[When your mind accepts the help of the dog leash, you have already told this truth from your own mouth.]
[True bravery is not to be afraid of anything, but to remain determined to move forward when faced with scary things.]
Meteor was silent for a while, which was rare. He used to be a trumpet boy and his mouth would never stop talking.
"I seem to be controlled by a butterfly..."
After escaping in a hurry and defeating the Incarnation Butterfly, he fought with the Wings of Light for dozens of minutes, without any time to think.
After finally having some time to rest, I finally remembered all the changes I had experienced in the phantom sphere——
——That is the chaotic consciousness pieced together by the people of Dongma Port, and part of Jason Megan's spirit body.
He only remembered that there was a very familiar characteristic of spiritual pressure that tore apart this domineering illusion. It was Old Bones who was helping him.
"How's Bones? He helped me - is he okay? Gloria..."
[The Hunter King has lost his soul and disappeared forever.]
Meteor said in surprise: "How could that happen?"
[I am a derivative of the ancestor of life, a natural elf. I have a natural resistance to evil spirits such as the Hunter King, and I can keenly detect evil spirits in the environment.]
[In my eyes, the King Hunter has been monitoring you. He neither harms you nor wants to help you.]
[As he said himself - he is just the arbiter of this game and does not want to help any party.]
[In the Dionysus Church, he also followed Jason Megan. Seeing Jason being injured by the incarnation butterfly and turning into a lantern that was neither human nor ghost, this old bone still had no intention of helping.]
Bu Liuxing just felt angry: "Why? I still want to take him back to the Nine Realms!"
[So he died completely. The moment he chose to help you, Gloria destroyed his soul coffin phylactery.]
[As for why I suddenly thought about it and suddenly decided to switch sides to help you - it probably came from Jason Megan's determination, which made the King Hunter feel ashamed and ashamed.]
[This green gold guard performed his duties very well. His spiritual pressure resistance was almost zero. He led the Lingyun team to face the flesh and blood golem created by Judah - he knows that there are some enemies that are difficult for you to deal with.
So he picked me up.]
[A warrior who loses his courage cannot use me, but I shine brightly in Jason's hands.]
[He fought until his strength was exhausted and sent the students away. In the end, he had to face the psychic bomb of the fairy fetus alone, and he could only be defeated in embarrassment and became a prisoner.]
[The King Hunter just watched quietly, following behind the incarnation butterfly——]
[——Until Jason Megan uses a dog leash to save you twice, even if his mental strength is completely exhausted and completely brain-dead, as long as he does not become an accomplice of the butterfly, he is willing.]
[I can feel that this evil spirit's will is being tested just like yours, and his soul is suffering.]
[He is in the same predicament as Jason Megan, with only a crystal skull left for Gloria's use.]
[If the divine power of [The Power·Power] still works, for Gloria, with her abundance of essence, she will definitely be able to seize the opportunity to attack first. She will always be one step ahead of you in attacking, and she will always be able to evacuate with ease and ease.]
[Every round, she has enough time to think about how to use the power of dice, how to manage her superior dice resources, and how to deal with the changes in the next round - restricted by the soul coffin phylactery, Old Bones can only talk
Under the guise of [fairness], I continue to serve Gloria.]
[She hypocritically tells you how to crack the advantage dice. Before the second dice hits the ground, it seems that you have a small chance - but as long as [The Power] is still effective, you and your comrades will never wait for the moment of combined attack.
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[Jason Megan can sacrifice his life for justice, and Old Bones’ soul coffin phylactery should have been smashed long ago.]
[The Hunter King helps you push away the illusion ball, just hoping that his death will be more valuable. This is a belated sacrifice, and sacrifice can often lead to shortcuts.]
"If I had known this was the case..." Meteor murmured.
Belloberg interrupted -
[——I have many human companions, General Cry.]
[Everyone will grow old, become weak, and become confused.]
[Aohuan Mingde is so urgent and anxious that when the gunsmith is at his most rational age, he wants to extend an olive branch of longevity, hoping that this warrior can live for hundreds of years through blood donation.]
[Because BOSS has also seen many human companions. Under the torture of time, he gradually became paranoid and turned into an ape with undeveloped intelligence. He changed from a gentle, kind and compassionate king to a cruel, murderous and ignorant tyrant.]
[For the Hunter King, how can his life be explained by a simple "I knew it earlier"?]
[If everything could be "known earlier", how could there be so much ignorance, helplessness, and obsession in this chaotic world?]
[If you die here, Gloria wins again.]
[Perhaps this evil spirit that has lost its "human form" will know it when it comes to the fountain in the underworld, and will slap its thighs and regret it - because "I knew" you would lose, so you might as well continue to be a slave.]
[No matter how much you scrub with soap, you can't make a black man white.]
[The King Hunter is dead. He died decades ago. What you see is just a cowardly phantom imprisoned by the immortals using evil methods.]
[He left you a precious legacy, which is "The Great Split of All Things" written with great pains during the journey to Shambhala after traveling through the dangerous areas of the nine realms - your fate ends here.]
[You and the gunsmith, the unknown warriors, and countless later generations will continue to write this story. And unknowingly, it has already completed its preface——]
[——There are cracks in everything, that’s where the light gets in.]
Meteor didn't answer. He wiped the solid butter in his carrying bag with his fingers and smeared the grease on Belloberg's sword blade.
He smeared these oils on his skin that was cracked by the cold, and started to cry without even realizing it——
"——Belloberg..."
"These things you talked about..."
"I'm so frustrated! So crazy!"
"I also want to bring the old bones to BOSS! If BOSS sees this crystal skull, he will definitely be very happy!"
"It will definitely try to throw the skull from the reception hall to the director's counter! Then ask someone to pick it up..."
[It’s really outrageous for you to tell this hellish joke while crying, General Crying.]
"There is another lonely person who will stay here forever!"
There were more and more tears on Ah Xing's face. The summons bell on his belt sent a message. The leader of the six scout groups died on the northeast side of the market. The straight-line distance from the meteor was only 1,300 meters. The content of the message also included Gloria.
Her real-time location and alert nearby scout groups to stay away from this high-value target - she has extremely strong vitality and is difficult to kill with explosives.
At this moment, the other five Wings of Light also found the bodies of their companions.
In a rotten and smelly vegetable garden, the frost brought by the ice disaster almost completely destroyed the body. He was hit by bullets from the Lingyun team - Daniel and Brother Hao fed the body eight explosives and
Three incendiary bombs to prevent resurrection.
He was so dead that the Dragoon scouts carefully checked the concentration of the spiritual disaster and the activity of the Vita Brand, and then hid.
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"Go and protect Lord Gloria." The old man headed by the Wings of Light is a native of Dongma Port and a country gentleman who supports the Dionysus Church. In order to obtain the holy blood of Gloria Sebastian - the patriarch also paid for it.
Contributing to support 80% of the church’s daily expenses.
After receiving the order from the clan leader, a junior from the clan followed Axue and walked towards the north side of the market without looking back.
After the outsiders left, the gray-bearded blood-giving monster hid under the eaves of the teahouse, looking at the charred corpse in the fence of the vegetable garden.
"My son..."
The old man burst into tears and his eyes were red. He held on to the door frame and tried to pull his son's body back, but the blackened and rotten flesh was frozen in the ground together with the frost and snow, and stuck to the roots of the green plants in the vegetable garden - it was completely stuck to the ground.
It can't be pulled.
The old father exerted force and accidentally broke off one of his son's arms. He was shocked at first, and then he burst into tears.
"How come..."
"Why are you here..."
"If you want my white-haired person, give me the black-haired person..."
"My son..."
"It took a lot of effort to find the great elixir of immortality and the method of cultivating immortality - the moment you close your eyes and open them, you will pass away."
"Master." The female family member who followed the patriarch whispered, "There is still a bad guy in the teahouse, and he has no chance to escape. Patriarch Yigelia said that he will be trapped to death. As long as the snow does not stop, he will not be able to get out.
.There are also a few younger ones who sneaked up on the young master - they will definitely come back and they will definitely take revenge."
"Bastard! What are you waiting for? How long do you have to wait?" The patriarch reached out and slapped the female family member on the face, leaving a bloody mark.
Regardless of the old man, he only wanted to avenge his son. His body was filled with black energy, reflecting the soul power of the same origin and shape as his descendants. They were both the head of a grass owl and the body of Gloria's soul power.
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[Part2·Seeking death]
Almost at the same time, a rapid ringing sound came from Meteor's portable equipment.
"Two high-value targets entered the teahouse and reached the second floor in eight seconds, ready to meet the enemy."
The scouts of the dragoons have been standing beside the crying general, providing early warning for the meteor through the dispatch of the temporary headquarters.
The crying general who was arranging his equipment immediately stood up and stood up. Lapis Gold Wolf Blood noticed the extra evil spiritual pressure in the environment, his limbs trembled involuntarily, and his hair stood on end.
——He was holding back his anger and was waiting for the enemy to come to him.
"You are a shameless person who has committed evil all your life and has no conscience!"
The clan leader climbed up the stairs while cursing, and when he reached the second floor, he saw the crying general holding a sword on guard.
The blood-granting monster went to appreciate the spiritual pressure of General Crying and Beloberg. Not only was he not afraid, but because of the pain of losing his son, he even scolded and insulted him even more -
"——Kill my son! Bully the good and harm the good! Do all the cruel and violent things!"
"Little thief!"
The squire read the book and gasped for a few words, but seemed to feel that the scolding did not reach the point, the foundation, or the heart.
Meteor had no other ideas after entering the battle-ready state——
——He must preserve his physical strength and maintain a good mental state. The wild wolf ACE cannot get rid of the two wings of light, so he must find a way to defeat them quickly.
But what on earth is this old man talking about? I recognize every word, but I can’t understand them when they are put together, as if he is swearing.
Waiting for the clan leader to finish breathing——
——Meteor responded.
"Bounce!"
[Are you serious?!]
Belloberg's sword reflected these four words.
Meteor spoke very fast and whispered the Gunsmith's Bible.
"Don't be alarmed by any changes, be calm and collected."
"Calm down and wait for him to get sick."
The clan leader was so shocked by the word "rebound" that he couldn't catch his breath for quite a while.
The female relatives who were following the clan leader got a little angry and shouted and cursed.
"You little thief! Your life is in my hands!"
Saying this, the old man and the young man urged their spirit bodies to press forward step by step.
Meteor's eyes followed the two areas of solid black air and kept wandering——
——This is also the soul power of Gloria, who has the accounting data of [Sing For Me·Sing For Me].
The straw owl man, one on the left and one on the right, waved his wings with two pairs of fists and raised his arms, spraying out clear sword light. The offensive was messy and unorganized. General Weeping retreated very fast, and he saw two pairs of holes cut out from the corridor on the second floor to the corridor of the tea room.
There are more than a few sword marks.
Meteor retreated further and was hit by a sword in his bare chest. Bones were visible from the wound, and blood continued to flow out——
——When he was in pain, his heart was clear and he did not panic. He changed Pankrasin's combat posture and faced the enemy with Belloberg in one hand, delaying his retreat. This also reduced the number of wounds suffered.
In this narrow corridor, two enemies cannot approach at the same time. The clan elder was eager for revenge and screamed strangely. He was even more excited when he saw the enemy injured. He kicked open the female servants and occupied the entrance of the corridor, driving the spirit body to be aggressive. The power of his soul was like a sinister spirit.
God calls for life.
"Xu..."
Meteor blew a breath of hot air onto the sword blade, and the rose red stone on his chest suddenly burst into flames.
The palm that was holding the weight at the head of the sword exerted force fiercely. At the moment when it was freed from the one against two situation, the white-haired fierce god suddenly rose up, leaping six meters like a hungry wolf pouncing on food!
He almost threw himself into the feather knife formation of the Grass Owl spirit body. His body was immediately covered with wounds, with radiating blood stains everywhere. The deltoid muscles and latissimus dorsi muscles of his trunk were scarred, and a half-foot-long cut was made on the humerus of his forearm.
The little finger of my left hand is also broken!
After simply estimating the killing efficiency of the spirit body, Meteor carried out the killing procedure without reservation!
Belloberg's rapid attack illuminated the patriarch's eyes, and the sword blade quickly adjusted its dynamics in mid-air, from being held with one hand concealed sideways to a large leaping slash——
——It’s like flying over.
"Pfft!——"
The female family member had just received a kick from the master, and when she raised her head again, her indestructible blood-imbued flesh body turned into two pieces of meat that emitted pink steam! She was cut in two!
"Ho!——"
She gasped, and then saw the man holding the sword kicking away the corpse and pulling out Belloberg's ferocious eyes as he raised his head and locked the next target. In an instant, her will to fight completely collapsed, and she could not even maintain her soul power.
Meteor did not rush to attack. He quickly took medicine from his carrying bag and injected it. His broken little finger grew again and tightly hooked the hilt of the sword. Only after he had completely grasped Belloberg did he feel at ease.
The broken lumbar muscles closed again, and the blood stains that obstructed his vision were swept away by his eyelashes after blinking a few times. After standing still, he was finally convinced that the will to survive brought by the green gold blood-granted body made him terrifyingly strong.
Seeing that the female family member was about to call for the power of her soul, she mobilized the spirit body of a grass owl outside her body to lead her body, so she flew up and fled -
——Belloberg bumped up slightly, and Meteor changed his spear-throwing gesture.
Before the ogre could fly half a meter away, the nail-type sword thrown at him stabbed the wall, struggling desperately and wailing.
She hurriedly tried to break away from the hot sword and climbed a few steps out of the window. The white-haired fierce god grabbed her hair and pulled her back. He first broke her neck with a punch, then tore off her arm, broke the arm and stabbed it into her throat.
In the end, I couldn't even scream, so I could only collapse on the spot weakly.
"do not move!"
Meteor retrieves Beloberg from the wall.
"Yes! Don't move! Basuji has cut my sword crookedly!"
Wings of Light cried so hard that the waist and spine of the upper body were bent and broken by the terrifying werewolf, and the knees were smashed by the kick, like a pile of flesh. He raised his head and exposed his throat, helplessly watching the master split into pieces.
The two halves of the body were dead but not stiff. Lady Gloria's dice seemed unable to stop this evil spirit.
No...it seems to have some effect, but it's not of much use anymore.
This guy has a deadly move, and if he loses even one bet, he's totally doomed!
The sword light is majestic, like the scorching sun.
The flames burned away the larvae of Lady White in her belly, and not a drop of blood came out.