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You Huan looked up and when he saw the figure hanging high above him, he realized that something was extremely wrong.

A chilling sense of crisis exploded along the spine and burst out between the brain nerves.

"Not good. This Wild Blood Essence seems to have crossed the original line and reached a higher level—"

Joshua, who was well aware of the internal differences among the Spirit of Truth, was drowned by a red light shining down from above before he could finish his words.

In an instant, it seemed as if a pool of blood surged up beneath them, and as if something fell from the huge, twisted, hateful figure.

In the moment before You Huan lost consciousness, he only had a vague thought:
What a “huge” amount of truth pollution this is…

After a trance, You Huan seemed to wake up.

The moment he felt his own body, an unprecedented sense of strangeness swept over him, like an avalanche falling from a great height, drowning out his familiarity with his own body.

He looked down at himself, but he was not sure whether the blank colors flashing in his eyes belonged to him?
Apart from the strange and unfamiliar feeling about his own body, he felt that the surrounding environment seemed very "familiar".

Looking down from above the enclosed blood pool, one can see that at this moment, the rich crimson color is everywhere, and a well-arranged painting is completely covered by the single red color.

The team that came to defeat the Wild Blood Spirit got lost in the crimson.

Among them, there was a white figure that seemed to be hesitant. It raised its front paws and gently touched the stream of plasma surging in front of it.

——You Huan found that the thing he touched shook slightly.

How familiar this way of action was, and he confirmed in an instant that the thing in front of him was something he was familiar with.

…but what is it?

Even though his instinct gave him a familiar and secure feeling, making him feel that everything around him was familiar and safe.

But deep in my consciousness, there was still a voice that penetrated the blockade of the red sea and asked vaguely:

But what exactly is this?

A bathtub filled with hot water?
Are they tropical fish swimming in an oceanarium?

Is it the audience standing in the opposite auditorium, happily applauding the performance?

Even if his/her face is already blurred?
Is he/she looking at you?

Here, this moving thing is red, but what is there in red itself?
And those black things over there, are they rocks?

No, not rocks.

He didn't know what the "rock" was, but what was there was obviously something he knew and that made him feel at ease.

Yes, he is in his own home now, isn't he?
That's how home should be, right?
His claws gently slid through the sticky blood plasma. Listening to the dull, vague, sticky sound, he froze for a moment, and suddenly had a strong idea:

He should... yes, he should, insert this strange, weird, white thing connected to himself, with several sharp things on the end, into his chest.

Although he didn't seem to know what a "chest" was, he felt he had to do it.

A fantasy had already appeared in his mind, anticipating the next scene:
This strange white thing will cut open this strange self, and then from this strange thing, many things will be born that he should be familiar with, the same as the familiar things around him.

This is right.

Then he will become one with his surroundings; he will become something familiar to himself.

He is no longer a stranger.

He would come home to a warm place and feel wonderfully chilled.

As he slowly moved this strange white object, which he could control easily for some reason, closer to his field of vision.

He paused suddenly.

It was as if there was another force preventing him from doing so.

The things around him were singing, urging him to finish the task quickly.

However, at this moment, he had a new idea:
Before making himself "no stranger", there are other strange things around him, and he should make them familiar first.

Finally it is my turn.

Reasonable order.

Once this thought arose, it was like a raging fire, growing more and more intense in his heart, unable to stop, giving him an urgency to do it and do it as soon as possible.

As for how he realized that there were other strange things around him...

Isn't it simple?

he is the one……

Why did he realize it?

A connection between life and life that had been arranged long ago caused the string of his consciousness to tremble slightly.

The cold vitality flowed through the brain, bringing a burning sensation of being naked in the snow. The sticky river of blood underfoot suddenly became unbearable.

You Huan suddenly woke up as if a person in a dream felt like he was about to fall from a great height.

Looking down, he saw that his own claws were pressed firmly against his chest, and a sticky and ugly pool of blood was bubbling around him.

The strange feeling in the body was slowly dispelled with the flow of vitality.

An incredible sense of delusion rose in his heart. This delusion came from the fact that his previous self had a completely different understanding from his current self.

What had seemed familiar and reassuring to him just a moment before, now seemed nothing more than pools of blood and rock pillars.

The strange white thing in the last moment was now his own limbs!

If he does not wake up, he will be driven by an emotion that can be called "murderous intent" at that moment, follow the life sense, kill his companions, and then cut his own body to commit suicide.

While he was staring at his claws, there were several moments when he felt his perception return to normal.

But he managed to stay generally lucid and was aware that this change in cognition came from the contamination of the crimson truth.

This is a closed space, completely isolated from the outside world, and the power of the Wild Blood Essence has been amplified to an extremely strong level. The truth that He reveals here can completely cause profound pollution to You Huan and his party.

If You Huan had not used a small spell before coming, he would have established a slight connection with his companions at the level of "life".

To put it simply, he can confirm the life traces of the other four teammates at all times.

This connection awakened his vital instincts, which in turn awakened him.

If it weren't for this...he might not be able to change back now.

This [Essence of Wild Blood] was too powerful. Just its first show of strength when it appeared on the scene had put him in such an embarrassing situation.

But You Huan had not given up the idea of ​​taking action at all.

...In a sense, he actually still has some "confidence".

Because he is not fighting alone.

As his mind moved, the extremely weak life connection between him and his companion was stimulated, along with the truth about [life, vitality and creation] that he mastered.

At this moment, the presence of his four companions became extremely bright in his perception.

At the same time, the companions who are struggling with cognitive pollution also feel the existence of their own "life" as never before.

This feeling was like a clear rope, with the help of which the entire team instantly woke up.

However, simply breaking free from the pollution of truth is obviously not enough.

Not to mention that the Crimson Truth is still trying to invade and tamper with their consciousness...

In the thick red fog, You Huan seemed to be aware of something. While looking down, he suddenly melted the snow and tried to fly upwards.

However it was still too late.

The river of blood beneath him surged wildly and instantly turned into a twisted and terrifying mass of flesh and blood.

The information I had read about the Essence of Wild Blood flashed through my mind.

The crimson truth that He possesses can actually be divided into three parts: [War], [Killing], and [Blood].

Truth War Group——His body can be transformed, dispersed and gathered at will, and constantly presents different forms.

The Wild Blood Essence moved below him in an instant, using the ability of this branch.

The next moment, You Huan, who had not yet completed [Melting Snow], felt the blood in his body suddenly flow backwards.

An extremely dull and painful pulling force acted on the blood in his body, and also involved his life essence, fixing him in place.

Truth·Blood Devourer——He can manipulate and absorb any form of blood, and use blood as a bond to exert influence on living things.

And at the moment when You Huan stopped, countless killings that had happened and were happening in the entire Fenyu were absorbed by the essence of mad blood.

The concept of killing turned into thousands of invisible sharp blades that pierced his body.

Truth·Code of Killing——Summon the killing in the world and cause damage to a single target. After the truth is activated, the result is determined and cannot be avoided, defended or canceled.

In an instant, You Huan felt his consciousness and body being destroyed.

This was exactly the same move that the Mad Blood Essence used to kill him when he wanted to destroy the core in the maze trap.

But compared to that time, the current mad blood essence is more powerful and can kill You Huan more thoroughly.

This doesn't mean that he can't be resurrected, but it does mean that it will take some time for him to be resurrected.

Killing him was just the beginning.

The connection between the three truth abilities is extremely fast. It can be said that it flows almost without wasting time.

While the first target was being annihilated, the Essence of Mad Blood had already moved to the second target, Corisokon.

Repeat the old trick.

Without even having time to react, Cohen was the second one to be killed without a doubt by the Truth: Killing Code.

Immediately afterwards, Veronica, who was closest to Cohen, followed suit!

Three targets were killed in succession, and it seemed that they were annihilated almost at the same time, and it was impossible to tell the order.

This is an extremely smooth and thrilling killing line that He drew after accumulating strength for a short period of time!
Then, He moved to the fourth target.

Joshua was fortunate to be the fourth person to be targeted. With the slight buffer before him, he finally had the opportunity to respond. (End of this chapter)