Chapter 47
Boom!
Lightning was rolling in the sky, thousands of miles of dark clouds were covered by a sea of thunder, and endless lightning exploded crazily, causing darkness and light to alternate between heaven and earth.
On the ground, the hills suddenly shook with a violent roar. The mountains and the ground seemed to have experienced a major earthquake. The mountains cracked, and dense cracks spread like huge spider webs. The animals and birds in the area were frightened. Screaming and running away.
Instinct drives them to escape from the terrifying restricted area over there.
And the source of all this, in the Temple of Eternal Night under the surface, the blade was like a cannonball smashing upwards, hitting the wall of the grotto passage on the second floor, and a huge pit was also made in the wall. , his whole body was embedded in the wall, soaked in filthy blood, and there was not a single piece of good flesh on his face, chest, or any other exposed skin.
It was like the scene after being burned by flames, ferocious and terrifying.
Especially the face, the original appearance of the blade can no longer be seen at all, like a terrifying demon.
Blade inlay���On the wall, he was vomiting blood. The blood flowed along the body and all over the wall. The violent impact and turbulence just now caused his body to be seriously damaged, especially the loss of a large amount of blood. At this time, he was still able to maintain consciousness, which was considered a success. His will is tenacious and strong enough.
But despite this, Blade already knew that he had lost his ability to fight. If he moved, all the parts of his body that were washed and burned by dirty blood would suffer severe pain, constantly stimulating the nerves in his brain.
Blade finally realized what kind of monsters those two people were.
He also understands why the Book of Death records that the arrival of the Blood God will bring huge disasters to the world, and blood will flood the world.
The blood god at the level of the ancestor was simply not something he could compete with.
Before, he was confident that although the Blood God was powerful, even if he was not his opponent, he should still be able to fight, and even if he died, he would still inflict heavy damage on the opponent. Now it seems that his understanding is too different, and he cannot fight at all.
First of all, there are too many differences in background. Blade still uses samurai swords, silver bullets, garlic seeds and other things to restrain vampires as weapons.
The way of fighting is melee combat, but what about the Blood God?
A single hand of blood magic can kill the blade in a second, and the gap in strength is like a chasm.
However, Blade was not depressed, because he saw a dazzling golden light in the Eternal Night Temple shrouded in blood, like a scorching sun, burning all filth and darkness.
The gushing blood was evaporated, and Bi Xiao stood on the altar holding the cross sword tightly. Opposite him was the blood god with a heavy face and uncertainty. The altar under his feet was cracked due to the violent collision. The lines, the twelve people around him, A stone pillar broke and smashed into the surroundings.
Violent vibrations caused dust and gravel to scatter from the ceiling and surrounding walls.
"You are very special, one of the most special human beings I have ever seen. How did you obtain this power? Grant? Borrow? contract?"
The blood-colored pupils of the blood god reflected the human boy opposite him who was wearing a black coat, a black shirt, and a round hat like a noble prince, and he asked his question.
As an ancestor-level blood god, he has a long life. His origins can be traced back to the ancient times of the earth.
In other words, he is a real old monster who has witnessed the glory of the gods and even the dusk.
In ancient times, he was just a little Kalami, an ancient god of the underworld. , he can't compare, but to be alive now, his experience is not comparable to that of ordinary people. Originally summoned by the descendants, the blood god came to the earth with great interest, not only to rule the earth, but also to make some noise.
He encountered a monster that he had never seen before.
Mingming was just a human. The Blood God could see that Bi Xiao was a pure human, but he was much stronger than a human, especially the golden energy that defeated him. Among the gods, he has not seen any blood, soul, or divinity related to those gods.
This means that the person in front of him has no connection with the gods he has seen, but what if there is no backer behind him?
Compared with the gods of ancient times, Bi Xiao is obviously weak, but he is young, very young, and this is a guarantee.
The Blood God is not sure how far Bi Xiao will grow if he does not die midway.
The key is that he feels that he is killing. This young monster cannot die unless he can cross dimensions and come to the earth in his true form, but that is simply unrealistic. Just say that he cannot violate the contract made by the ancient gods on the earth. Even if he violates it, he probably has not seen this human boy. He had to be killed by other ancient gods across dimensions.
Now he is just a ray of consciousness occupying this body, similar to the reason why angels occupy the bodies of believers and come to the world. This strength is not at all.
When it came to whether to kill the opponent or not, he had to consider how he could escape from the opponent's hands.
Bi Xiao completely ignored the Blood God's doubts. He leaned forward and squatted slightly with his feet forward and backward, his eyes fixed. Staring at the Blood God, he had only one idea: kill the Blood God
"Damn it, who created this monster."
When the Blood God saw this situation, he immediately had a headache and cursed secretly. He was sure that this human boy definitely did not grow naturally. It is basically impossible for humans to have this kind of power. Human blood is too weak. In all civilizations, They were all the weakest ones.
There was no way they could be born naturally.
They could only be the mouthpieces of a god he had never seen before, or something beyond his imagination.
So the Blood God was timid, and he didn't want to fight anymore. , the effort and the reward are completely out of proportion. He is not a mindless, useless fighter. He will suffer losses no matter how hard he fights. If he loses, the body he finally occupied is gone. If he wins, he accidentally kills this human brat. , maybe the god standing behind this kid will kill him across time and dimensions.
Killing the spokesperson is equivalent to slapping the master in the face. It would be strange if he can't afford to offend him. He snorted and prepared. He cast blood magic and ran away.
But a bright light suddenly bloomed in Bixiao's eyes, and the majestic spiritual power swept through like a storm, unbridled and impacting the heart and will of the blood god.
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