Chapter 164: In the Mist 2
Chapter 164
It took Blacka five minutes to regain consciousness, but it was only five minutes. When he woke up again, only half of his body was left.
The other half of the body was injured by the scales of the snake's body, or, rather than being injured, it was more directly shattered.
This kind of physical strength is helpless against only one kind of enemy, and there is no doubt that that is the Guardian.
Blacka raised his hand to use his spiritual power for defense, but the spiritual power disappeared before the hand he just raised could use it. The mist drifted in front of him, and his forearm disappeared into the mist.
Unimaginable pain spread throughout his body, and he could only fall to the ground with the remaining half of his body. But even if he wanted to repair the damage, he couldn't do it - not because of blocked recovery, but because he had just recovered.
It will be cut and destroyed.
Blacka was only curious about why this thing didn't kill her, so she relied on the strength of this thing to kill something she shouldn't have just thought about in an instant?
"Three questions."
He saw the huge body appearing in the moonlight. The snake's body was a little illusory, but the clear scales and existing features made Blacka realize that they had found the mist snake they were looking for in the first place.
Its voice was very soft, so soft that it surprised Blacka. But it was so clear that it made people scared. Just by paying a little attention to this guy's breath, you can know that this thing is a legend and a god.
"Who are you?" Its huge body surrounded Blacka, and heavy rain fell on Blacka's body. The rain almost submerged all the fractures in his body.
At least half of the Vampire's fortress was destroyed, and that thing didn't take care of these guys at all when it launched the attack. A quarter of the Vampires had even died in the ruins - the mist they saw was the medium through which it conveyed its power, and it only
I want to express my anger to the world.
"Blacka." He could only answer: "It's human."
"You're lying." The huge snake head suddenly appeared in front of Blacka, and Blacka's uninjured hand, which fell to the ground, was already clenching the red ax and slashing at it.
He didn't hit anything, or in other words, he just thought he hit something - the snake had no body, and the ax directly penetrated the body, bringing up white mist.
Blacka opened his mouth, spitting out a large mouthful of thick and smelly blood. At this moment, his lungs were completely ulcerated, and even his internal organs were affected and collapsed. Most of his body was rotten, and the outer skin was only exposed to the mist.
Everything began to be corroded visibly to the naked eye. Even the eye sockets were rotten, and only the gem-like eyes rolled from the sockets to the ground.
The Mist Snake was completely uninterested in showing any kindness to this guy. The great master was so angry that it was hard to suppress it. It was very generous for him to leave his life to explain, and he deserves to be regarded as a representative of good temper.
But at this moment Blacka was also furious, but he couldn't do anything with his anger - he was too weak, and no one cared whether he was angry or not.
"You thief who stole the flesh and blood of the white wolf, the thing that fell into the death scene should not be touched by a guy like you." It leaned next to Blacka and said softly: "You monster, you gave up your identity as a human being.
You also need the power of the guardian - sooner or later someone like you will be tempted by the devil, or in other words, you have been tempted by the devil now, right? You, a person like you who can't even figure out what you are, should be punished by the karma of hell.
Burn it out."
"I also want to avoid being induced." Blacka's voice was distorted by the decay of her vocal tract: "But there is nothing in my hands."
"The wolves in the forest only have teeth and claws, and other beasts are not even that good. You seem to have made a mistake. Obtaining the power of the white wolf will only make you gradually empty." Mist Snake said:
"The second question - why are you here? I really can't imagine why there is such a stupid little thief like you. Don't you know that the white wolf and I are mortal enemies? I hate it when someone touches my prey, even if
It's an ant."
Blacka didn't speak, and now he couldn't even explain. His bones and muscles had completely rotted away, and he turned into a disgusting pulp on the ground.
Now even if Mist Snake has questions, Blacka can't answer them. At this moment, he only has the self-awareness he still maintains to bear the extreme pain. The cold laughter seems to be mocking Blacka's weakness, and the sad laughter,
It seemed like a taunt from the jailer guarding the gates of hell.
"We haven't seen each other for almost a hundred years, how about we stop and have some tea?" Sick Rat's voice sounded, causing Mist Snake to turn its head in displeasure and look at the guy standing not far away.
She scratched her face a little embarrassed, as if she felt a little shy. She seemed to feel a little embarrassed that she hadn't been out for a long time, and she looked particularly scared.
Mist Snake knew she was there, but didn't want to touch her. The Sick Rat was something that was not easy to mess with. Although this guy couldn't take the initiative to attack others, he always had his own tricks to make those who attacked her suffer big losses.
"Do you want to protect this boy?" There was displeasure in its voice: "I will fall out with you, or do you want to be my enemy?"
"No, no, no~" The sick rat scratched his head and said with a smile: "And you should have discovered that this thing is not something you can kill if you want, right?"
"It's really difficult for him to die." Mist Snake did not directly answer the sick mouse's statement, but said with a hint of ridicule: "Is this purely the power of the white wolf? I don't remember that the things it cares about have such abilities.
——This is undoubtedly given by the devil."
"He just has traces of demons remaining in his body. It doesn't mean that this guy has more connections with demons." The sick mouse said: "You should not see such things often, right? This is the depths of the black forest, here
Most of the things are related to those demons."
"Is this your protection for him?"
"I'm more concerned about the vampires and the girl named Bai Ling." The sick rat became serious: "You should know that these guys have our unanimous consent to stay here."
"Are you talking about the filth left by these blood demons?" Mist Snake's tone was extremely mocking: "Then how do you think these guys will view my arrival at this moment?"
The sick rat didn't answer, because she knew the answer. When she came, she paid attention to those rooms. The vampire didn't seem to notice its arrival at all - what's the use of caring about it? The mist snake is not unreasonable, it is happy and angry.
Will leave on his own.
The dead fellows can only feel sad for their misfortune, and there is no other way.
"Original snake, we shouldn't interfere too much with these mortal things." The sick rat tapped the ground with the crutch in her hand, and the heavy fog that had come up was driven away. In the whole fog, she was the only one who was completely indifferent to this strange thing.
Influence.
The Mist Snake relies on its giant body and Lin. The two are weird, and its power relies on the fog. All its abilities are related to the fog. The illusion is lost or even materialized or corroded. As long as the legend is related to the fog, it can be used directly.
power to realize.
Being covered in mist would be troublesome, Sick Rat thought silently, it would be extremely troublesome for her to dispel the mist, so she could only rely on her own spiritual power to avoid the mist.
"Leave here, I don't want to make things worse." The sick rat said, "You haven't said how Bai Ling is doing now. She is the only family member of White Wolf. If you hurt her, I can't pretend you didn't see it."
"I won't hurt her." The snake's tone sounded displeased. It curled up and stood up. Then it wanted to turn around and leave: "I just hate this filthy thing."
...
When Noah opened the ruins, his mind was filled with messy thoughts.
Maybe God was punishing himself. Every time his relationship with Xin made key progress, something like this would happen - the ceiling directly pressed on him. He reacted and was able to turn around and block her, but still
All the bones in the body were broken, and the muscles were also smashed.
"Are you okay?" Noah pulled out the sharp object inserted in his body and fed it to Xin who was lying under him. This guy was also injured, and even his fastest reaction could not stop the stone from hitting him.
Broken her lower leg that was exposed underneath her body.
It will take some time for the blood servant to regenerate his calf, and Noah mentally wants to figure out what happened. But the fog that pervades everywhere makes him have no idea what is happening now.
Xin lay there motionless inexplicably, as if she couldn't see anything in her pupils. At least Noah didn't even see his own reflection in her eyes. He was not in the mood to pay more attention to her current situation. It seemed that the thing was hurt.
When it came to the internal organs, the holy mana that had been isolated in his body was subconsciously used and mixed with corruption when the body was injured. Noah now felt pain all over his body.
"Damn it." Noah cursed, and he hugged her. She quickly grew into a broken body after taking in the blood. But it was not safe here. He could notice that the surroundings were crumbling.
He really believed that it was safe here, but Noah, the guy who promised to protect them, felt their death. This fog was very evil. He saw the vampires lying on the ground turned into mud, and suddenly felt that he had wanted to
If he stays here for one more day, he won't be able to think about the future.
After all, who knows that one day when he wakes up, he will see his former acquaintance inviting him to drink tea in the oil cauldron of hell?
It took Noah a while to find the coffin from the ruins. I have to say that this thing is really strong. Even so, there was no damage at all.
He felt that Xin he was holding was shaking slightly, maybe he had a nightmare. But Noah had no time to comfort her now, so he could only put Xin into the coffin first, and then tried to carry the coffin to a safer place.
But the prerequisite for finding a safe place is to know where you are.
He carried the coffin on his back and stepped on the ruins, climbing on rocks where he could hardly find the road. The fog along the way was so heavy that he couldn't see where his hands and feet fell. His whole body was in pain due to the conflict of strength.
He fell from a height and fell to the ground.
But fortunately, Noah was more or less a creature crawling out of hell. This level of obstruction not only made this guy's mouth full of malice, but it did not affect his ability to reach the top rock half an hour later.
He climbed on the upward rock, feeling that he was so uncomfortable that he wanted to die. Until his neck was actually pierced by someone with a sharp object, he leaned back and tried to throw it away, but the strength he still held made him grab his feet.
Rocks to tread on.
Noah saw clearly what was moving towards him. It was a person, probably a young boy. It was so thin that it looked as if it had never eaten. And its whole body was covered with snake scales, and
The hands are more like claws than hands.
It's a bit like the lizard people in the story, except that the lizard people don't carry snakes with them.
Noah pounced on him, but his holy sword was still in the coffin. The only thing that could be used as a weapon was to swing the huge coffin directly. The guy who was regarded as the enemy obviously didn't expect Noah's fighting style and the priest on his body.
It had nothing to do with taking clothes. He was even thrown upside down.
He reached out and pulled out the thorn inserted in his neck, and then dug out the flesh and blood around it with his hands. This thing was poisonous, but fortunately he was now a vampire, and the moment the thing was inserted, he stopped this part of the body.
Blood flow. He only needs to pull off the dirty flesh to solve the problem.
As for the effect of this poison? Noah really doesn't know. Maybe the guy was attacked by him just now but he didn't expect that he could survive.
"Is it Noah?"
The guy asked softly. Noah was stunned, raised his head and looked at the guy standing there.
"I don't remember that I have any acquaintances in the depths of the Black Forest." He said, "Can you tell me your name?"
This tone of voice, as if he was talking to an acquaintance, really scared him. Noah thought about it and never expected that he knew a guy who was so promising and could actually establish a foothold in the depths of the black forest.
"Don't get me wrong, it's just that I know you. After all, you are very famous." This guy sacrificed himself from the mist. When he reappeared, there was a slender stabbing blade in his hand, which was the end of the mist, along the chain.
Suo looked around and saw the scythe hanging from it: "I'll give you time to get your weapon."
"Ha! Thank you so much!" Noah was not polite, opened the coffin, and held the big sword and the long knife tightly in both hands.
He held the Blood Blade and the Bad Virtue, weapons that used holy mana and corrupted power respectively. He couldn't figure out why this guy was so sick and wanted to block here. It sounded like he had to fight. He
I only know that I am extremely angry now. If this guy doesn't lose his arm or something, this matter will definitely not be over.
"Do you want to introduce yourself?" Noah picked up the sword and pointed the blood blade at it. The wound effect was activated, and its body suddenly cracked, but the blood that flowed out turned into mist the moment it hit the ground. It was immoral.
The holy seal was activated, with him as the center, and the light that lit up even dispersed the surrounding fog.
Chapter completed!