Why hunt down a super stupid innocent wizard

Chapter 487 Blood (two in one)

"what is this?"

Lin An held the gadget that the witch An Qi had revealed with some confusion, looking left and right, but he was a little confused.

It looks a bit like a stone cloud pattern, but its texture feels like the elasticity and strength of an animal's heart.

This thing is not static. It is constantly swimming like sparks on charcoal, emitting an orange-red light.

But this orange-red color is different from the light that represents the activity of life when the furnace is running. It looks more bizarre.

From a rhythmic perspective…

It seemed extremely repressed and restrained, but despite its extreme restraint, it also seemed so ready to explode, as if it might explode at any time.

"This……"

"What a strong sense of déjà vu!"

Oh, it should be a piece of the heart.

"Good guy!"

"Internal gravity?"

"Tsk~"

It was as if gravity had been strengthened in this pit, and everything was being hammered down.

Lin An first felt a burst of moisture, and then felt that the stone cloud pattern in his hand began to beat like a heart.

Here comes something interesting!

"what?"

The most important thing is that these squirming and curved red hairs are constantly filled with sparks and blood begins to appear.

amount.

Lin An silently savored the memories and emotions that had just poured out, and laughed a little self-deprecatingly.

Lin An exclaimed, remembering the emotion that arose from the memory that had just been mobilized.

Lin An looked at the stone cloud patterns with burning eyes, and for a moment he thought of the wizard's 'witchcraft seeds', the armor made of the corpse of the lich with the antlers' armor veins, and the props for passing down the skills made of animal stone treasures...

In the underground sewers of the new main city in the game world, dark and damp passages are densely spread, turning into a complex network with unknown layers.

The pattern of sparks swimming on it suddenly stopped. Under the influence of spiritual energy, it extended straight beyond the cloud pattern, twisting and turning, and kept squirming.

Lin An once again looked at the stone cloud pattern with the texture of heart muscle, and had some understanding, "The materialization of spirituality?"

This is also the picture of blood dripping from the hair tips of the ugly head!

He has no interest in holding on to the unbearable past.

Yes, this is the fragment of spirituality, and spirituality will take on a true appearance in this game world that integrates the spiritual world.

People have the ability to self-regulate. The memories buried deep in the soul are dug out by witchcraft. After being aired and exposed to the sun, they will eventually sink into the depths of the soul again.

Lin An tried to use the stone cloud pattern in his hand to leverage the spiritual energy. This was not difficult. Lin An had been exposed to many similar techniques before. The use of stone treasures abroad as weapons, the domestic use of stone treasures as the core of furnaces, and the use of precious stones (stone treasures) by wizards as the core of witchcraft rituals...

The blood dripped from the ends of the curved red hair, snaked around his arms, and dripped down to the ground along his wrists.

It looks like it has grown hair.

That is to say...

As we all know, the essence of witchcraft is spirituality leveraging aura, reacting in the spiritual dimension and then materializing it in the real world dimension.

The head's face is a bit ugly, but to be honest, its hair is really smooth, black, long and smooth.

Unless it becomes a physical entity and is held in the hand like this.

bang~
There was a dull sound, and a large pit with a diameter of 100 meters appeared in front of Lin An.

Lin An tried to mobilize the power of his mind, and used this method to use this stone carving cloud pattern to leverage the aura of the spiritual world.

"This thing is a witchcraft!"

"what is this?"

After this spiritual fragment is materialized, it can be directly used as a witchcraft prop.

No witchcraft is aroused.

If you want to give this emotion a label, it should be - honest people are about to explode.

It's just that the hair on the ugly head is finer and smoother, and not as curved as this.

……

The excessive repression of cowardice breeds vicious rage.

Such a familiar picture!
This is the shape of the hairy heart of your own melting pot!

He vaguely felt the fit between the stone carvings and himself, the feeling of blood connection, the blending of spirit and sex, which only made him feel as if he was holding a piece of his own flesh.

But that's not what makes Lin An feel the most amazing.

"Head, why don't you bleed?"

Chen Shuyun was carefully hiding around a corner at this moment, staring at the corner of a spacious platform deep in the passage.

There was a monster that looked like a Western-style fire dragon that was chained and snoozing on the ground.

She is waiting.

Wait for the monster to fall asleep completely under the influence of the herbs.

On a small raised stone platform behind her, the little squirrel looked at the ugly head curiously, stretched out its little paws and touched it with some confusion, "There is really no blood!"

Ugly Head blinked, "Really? I don't seem to feel anything?"

Yeah, it didn't even react.

"It's okay if it's gone."

The head chuckled, "You don't know, the blood is so annoying. Sometimes it drips into the eye sockets and can sting."

The little squirrel's expression became strange, "Is it a stinging pain that you can't feel the specific pain?"

"Yes, that's it!" The head groaned, "You actually know?"

"That's it~!"

The little squirrel put its hands on its hips and puffed out its fleshy belly, and said a little, "This is the spiritual energy contaminated by human nature. Oh, you can directly think that the spiritual energy is the witch's energy transformed by the human body. When it comes into contact with the soul, , that’s the feeling!”

"Chen Shuyun knows so much." The head exclaimed, shaking himself, and the sticky hair in the past could finally be shaken up. It felt quite interesting.

"Didn't you understand what I said?" The little squirrel rolled his eyes, "I mean, the blood on your head may be from outside!"

"what?"

"and many more!"

The little squirrel jerked his head and looked at it curiously with wide eyes, "Head, your neck is so white."

"white?"

The brain says it cannot understand.

It has looked itself in the mirror.

To be honest, my appearance is really unbearable to look at.

I have never seen such an ugly person. His whole face was purple and black, his lips were full of cracked black and red cracks, his teeth were uneven in his pitch-black mouth, and his tongue looked even blacker...

Just like a ghost!

"Yeah, just a small piece."

The little squirrel buried its head in the hair, and carefully rubbed its white and delicate neck with its little paws.

If you don't look at the purple chapped skin on the top, or the bloody flesh on the broken neck below, you can even imagine that this is the neck of a very beautiful woman.

"Hiss~" His head trembled and shook, "Don't touch it, it's itchy!"

"Itchy?" The little squirrel was stunned for a moment, then moved its little paw to the rough purple skin above, "What about it?"

He shook his mandible with his head and felt the movement of the skin on his neck. "I don't feel it."

"That's it..." The little squirrel raised its head and thought for a while. Well, it actually couldn't think. It just passed this information to Chen Shuyun, mobilized her deep thoughts to analyze, and then received the feedback again. content.

"Head!"

The little squirrel exclaimed, "Have you ever doubted that this blue-purple skin is actually not your original skin?"

Ugly Head was stunned, "It's not my skin? What is that?"

"Mask or something~"

The little squirrel pulled at the section of fair skin and the rough, raised, purple, chapped skin, and suddenly dug in with its little claws.

"!!!"

It raised its little finger in disbelief, and stared at its head with wide eyes.

Obviously, they all found a problem!
"Is it really a mask?"

His head took a deep breath, and his voice trembled, "You...can you pull away and take a look again?"

The little squirrel nodded solemnly, "If it hurts, tell me. Maybe it's not the mask, but scars and scabs."

The head didn't speak.

Its eyes were full of anticipation and fear, with a little excitement mixed with anxiety.

"Try it?"

"it is good!"

The little squirrel carefully pulled the purple skin along the edge, and pulled its little paws all the way to the front of the ugly head's neck, "Oh my God, I feel it, there is a live button here!"

"It's really..."

Before it could say anything, a huge shadow rushed up, accompanied by a violent wind, sharp teeth pierced into its head, and snake venom was injected instantly!

"!!!"

Ugly Head looked at this scene in shock, wondering why Chen Shuyun's spiritual white snake suddenly went crazy again and attacked the little squirrel.

The fangs retracted.

The giant white snake opened and closed its mouth several times and swallowed the little squirrel's body. However, it did not shrink back as usual, but stared coldly at its ugly head.

The performance of the Great White Snake at the spiritual level is worse than that of the Ugly Head and the Little Squirrel, and seems to have only some instinctive reactions.

Violent and twisted emotions seemed to be overflowing from its pair of vertical pupils.

"Depend on!"

The head is not the weak character of the little squirrel. It can no longer bear the little squirrel being killed over and over again in front of its eyes.

Yes, as long as Chen Shuyun does not die, her spirituality will grow deep in her soul.

But death is such a terrible thing.

Just thinking about it makes me feel scared for the little squirrel.

Tolerable or unbearable!
The head suddenly bounced on the spot, and while it was in mid-air, a pure white wizard's robe suddenly appeared on it, the hem of the robe billowing in the wind.

In this way, it and the big white snake looked at each other coldly, looking for each other's flaws.

I don’t know how long it took, but blood started to appear on the top of my head again.

The blood dripped from the tips of its hair, flowing on its face, and scattered on its white robe, like flowers blooming.

The big white snake shook its head in confusion, stared at the ugly head again, twisted its body, turned around and coiled up, put its head on the snake and took a nap.

"???" He blinked his head, a little confused.

……

"Why is this blood the same as the blood on the head?"

Lin An rubbed the blood on his fingertips, feeling a little confused.

For most wizards in the supernatural world, the medium of spellcasting is a subject that is very relevant to them. But for Lin An, the blood on his head is his medium of spellcasting.

It's just that the path Lin An finally chose to take was that of a witch-hunting knight, and he didn't pay too much attention to this.

But at least he knew how much the blood on his head suited him.

"Spellcasting medium..."

Now that he cannot mobilize the power of the furnace, the only means he can use are witchcraft, and the importance of the spell-casting medium has naturally increased.

After all, this is not the real world. Without the antlers as a backer, he can no longer face the extraordinary path with the mentality of a past researcher.

Think about the densely packed lichs in the Hundred Thousand Mountains, the rhinoceros-like spiritual lich, the witch Angel who was pushed by the game world to target herself, and the countless players behind her...

Once you make a decision, just try. Lin An has such determination.

He clearly remembered the effect of his natural witchcraft and the blood of the spell-casting medium.

Holding the stone-carved cloud pattern in his hand, he let the blood flow all over his hand. He closed his eyes, leaving only a gap, and his eyes quickly swam out of his eyes.

Talented witchcraft·Wandering Eyes!

In an instant, his gaze reached high in the sky. It was no longer more than ten meters high. His vision stretched directly up to the clouds.

This level of spellcasting turned his gaze into substance, turning into a giant one-eye with platinum eyelids, many wing patterns.

Looking up, the creatures in this world become extremely subtle.

First of all, there are four major areas outside the main city of the game. They are full of "spiritually embodied" monsters and lichs whose spirituality has eroded their bodies.

Secondly, there are the most players in the main city of the game, and there are also players outside the city. These people have a very harmonious state with this world. This is because they entered here through the server of their own spiritual space through the influence of the powers of 'Antlers Resonance' and 'Spiritual Galaxy'.

Therefore, the spirituality of these people has not been embodied, but they have also become extremely active because of the bodies of wizard blood given to them by the game world.

Finally, there is one very obvious thing——

Far higher up in the clouds, deep within the oily clouds, floats and perches a negative light rhinoceros.

Its existence brings about the arrival of the spiritual world. It can be seen that the dark clouds where it is located are darker than other places, and countless dark golden spiritual mist surges out of the space behind it.

As Lin An looked around, the rhino suddenly stood up.

"Di~Duo~~Duoduo~"

A weird and rhythmic cry came from its mouth, and a bolt of lightning burst out from its horn full of weird runes, and shot toward Lin An along the traces of the environment.

Yes!

In a state similar to that of a lich's real eyeballs, Lin An could finally clearly see where the lightning came from.

He could even clearly feel the rhythm of lightning—exploration, analysis, and disintegration.

To describe it from the perspective that he often analyzes spiritual rhythms, it should be - tear open your chest and look at your internal organs.

The exploratory power of this thing is actually aimed at people's seven emotions and six desires.

ha~
interesting!

Lin An instantly caught the pulse of this thing and quickly focused all his eyes on the chest of the Rhinoceros.

It looked so affectionate and focused, as if looking at the peach of a beautiful woman.

hum~~~
Lightning exploded.

He could clearly see the lightning coming to him along the traces of the environment, instantly penetrating his chest, and then the lightning's power of disintegration and analysis ran along the seven emotions and six desires bursting out of his internal organs, and finally along the The traces of his gaze were directed towards the negative light rhinoceros' own chest.

bang~
Lin An's eyeballs exploded as he manifested his Sky Eye. At the same time, the chest of the rhinoceros with negative light in the dark clouds in the sky suddenly exploded, and dark golden blood spattered wantonly.

"Di~Duo~~Duoduo~"

The cry of the negative light rhinoceros became shrill and distorted, and its eyes became red.

As the colorful light surged, Lin An transformed into a Zou Yu and came through the shuttle passage. He raised his hand to release the 'Oil Painting Visual Vortex Witchcraft' towards the negative light rhinoceros, and at the same time, he splashed out towards its chest without hesitation. The blood rushed away.

(End of this chapter)