Blood mist sprayed out, dyeing the area in front of him red.
Han Baiyi stared blankly at the large holes in his chest, and it wasn't until a while later that he felt the pain in his mind.
The entire left chest, including the organs inside, seemed to have been erased with an eraser.
disappear completely.
So much so that even the body itself was not aware of the burning, irritating pain.
'What's going on?'
'what happened?'
'Am I going to die?'
Han Baiyi's mind was in chaos.
One second he was obviously immersed in his invincible strength, but the next second he was on the verge of death.
Ding.
He knelt on one knee and breathed fresh air with his mouth wide open.
However, his keen perception allowed him to clearly feel that the air in his body was leaking from his chest, like a flat tire.
The more breath he inhales, the faster it leaks out, and the more painful the wound becomes, as if the body is about to be torn apart from the middle.
While he was in an extremely weak state, he suddenly heard the sound of a fierce wind.
"boom--"
The ground exploded into pieces, and dust and smoke flew everywhere. Han Baiyi was instantly pushed to the ground and rubbed all the way away under the impact of the blow, rolling and spilling blood all over the ground.
"You are truly worthy of being a Tianhe."
From the blank space in the distance, an old man wearing a Tang suit, with a short shave, and a very energetic face appeared out of nowhere.
I saw him with his hands behind his back, but he didn't come closer.
Walking slowly around Han Baiyi.
"Even if I use up most of my life force and energy and wipe out your entire heart, can I still maintain such a strong life state?"
"How terrifying."
The person who came was none other than the father who had not made any move until just now.
However, compared with the state when talking to the wandering ghost, the originally shiny black hair had turned into clumps of dry white hair.
There are also a lot of wrinkles on the face.
It seems like a lot of consumption.
Han Baiyi straightened up from the ground with difficulty and looked in the direction of his father.
But he slowly walked to the corpse of the ghost.
He knelt down and said slowly as if mourning.
"Ghost, it's not that dad doesn't want to save you, it's just that he really can't."
"Now, daddy can help you get revenge."
"so......"
He stretched out his hand and pressed his palm on the heart of Liu Gui's body.
puff.
There was a muffled sound in the chest.
Along with this weird sound, a faint shimmer of light was continuously extracted from the corpse of the wandering ghost and floated into the air, and was then taken into the body by the father.
Dad's dry white hair and wrinkled skin were constantly plump and rejuvenated with the influx of this faint light, as if he had become thirty or forty years younger in an instant.
Let out a long sigh.
"...Give all the apocalypse you stole to me."
While talking to himself, he stepped over the corpse of the wandering ghost that had turned into a handful of flying ash, and walked straight forward.
"If you don't say anything, I'll take it as your promise."
When I said this sentence, my tone was still old and hoarse at the beginning, but by the time I said the last word "了", my voice had become loud, full, and sonorous.
A complete transformation of the body from the outside in.
"good."
"It's really good."
"If you can get such a reward, the Dawn Association I established will be considered in vain."
As the father spoke, he faced the sky, slowly opened his hands, as if to embrace the world, and took a deep breath.
"Although, only thirteen people have received the Apocalypse, this number... is barely enough."
"It's great to be young, don't you think?"
He turned his head and looked in the direction of Han Baiyi.
The young face, who looked like he was in his twenties, had a peaceful smile, his eyes were calmly squinted, and his back was turned to the sun, casting a shadow on the smile.
"Mr. Han Baiyi."
"Huh...cough cough cough..."
Han Baiyi crawled out of the ground, his hair was filled with dust and he was coughing blood.
The blood flow rate in the chest has slowed down greatly, and he has already reached a non-human level of physical fitness, even allowing him to rely on only one pulmonary artery for blood supply to complete the entire body blood transportation process in a short period of time.
Dad slowly stood far away from him, his voice deep and slow.
"To be honest, I have lived for more than seventy years, and my experience should be considered rich compared to you young people."
"It's just that when faced with this kind of unseen thing, my ability to accept it is indeed much slower than that of you young people... or in other words, much slower."
"So it collapsed early."
"It wasn't until I became what you call a half-demon that I realized how I should really think as an extraordinary creature."
"Fight for."
"Killing."
"fight."
"Fight against everything that stands in my way."
"Continuous enrichment and learning."
He suddenly raised his feet and walked slowly towards Han Baiyi.
Even though he is wearing a young body, his pace is still as slow as that of an octogenarian.
"Since I obtained this ability now, I have never experienced anything you have - whether it is a healthy body, a radical mentality, or decisive decisions, everything about me is locked up by my age."
"It wasn't until I obtained the revelation for the first time and received a reminder from the only demon that I suddenly realized - if I could take away the revelation, other people's knowledge, and other people's power that others had obtained, would I be able to complete this aspect?
What’s the shortcoming?”
"So, I founded Dawn."
"A public welfare half-demon group that specializes in helping everyone obtain enlightenment from each other."
When he reached Han Baiyi, he stopped.
Dad lowered his head and looked at Han Baiyi.
"To be honest, I never thought of putting together the plan so early."
"Because this organization has a need to exist."
"It wasn't until three hours ago that I changed my plan."
There was a gentle smile on his young face, his eyes were narrowed, the facial muscles on both sides were slightly stretched, and he smiled very restrainedly.
"Three hours ago, I received the second gift from the only demon in my life."
"He told me that you have a huge attraction that I, and even all of us, can hardly imagine."
Dad smiled and licked his lips with his thick tongue.
Han Baiyi raised his head with difficulty, stopped coughing, and took a breath.
The majestic spiritual energy in the body burned instantly like gasoline stimulated by high temperature, and the whole body was wrapped in white flames, and the corners of his clothes automatically moved without wind.
Seeing Han Baiyi's posture, my father was not surprised but happy. He raised his eyebrows slightly and widened his eyes. His tone even contained some excitement that he had never experienced when he just captured Tianqi, and his voice trembled with excitement.
"Yes, yes!"
"That's what it feels like!"
"Fierce! Passionate! Unstoppable!"
"Even at the last moment of your life, you must burn every ounce of flesh and blood in your body!"
"This is what I long for!"
"boom--"
Dad's body also ignited a majestic spiritual force that shot straight into the sky. The two qi forces intertwined with each other in mid-air, like opposing flamethrowers.
The violent air waves smashed and destroyed everything around it, and even the ground collapsed layer by layer under the increasing pressure.
Dad's eyes were so excited that his young body continued to expand under the inspiration, and even the loose Tang suit was bursting.
His voice was extremely high-pitched and his expression was almost crazy.
"bring it on--"
"Come on!"
"Kill me!"
"Spend your last life to please me!"
"Let me see! With this mutilated body, what else can you do!"
"You! Still! Forget! What! What!"
Han Baiyi's face turned pale, and his fingers suddenly clenched into fists.
The incomplete organs in the body were temporarily filled up by the influx of a large number of spiritual machines, and they barely functioned. The blood also flowed at high speed with the blood vessels and organs constructed by the spiritual machines in a short period of time.
His pale complexion suddenly turned rosy.
The legs supported the body and slowly stood upright. The muscles were tense and congested under the renewed blood perfusion. He took a deep breath to fill his lungs.
There was a clicking sound between the finger bones.
"As you wish."
"boom--"
There was a sudden sharp sound in the air, like a blade being pulled from the left to the right of the blackboard.