I have a set of monster experience cards

The black creature that poked its head out of the pool of blood lost its smile for a moment.

It watched with its own eyes as the killed enemies condensed into living flesh inch by inch.

This means that the opponent has the ability beyond intelligence and has a correct estimate of Crimson's strength.

more importantly--

Being able to rebuild the body under the annihilation effect of the crystal arrow shows that the power of rebirth is not much different from Crimson in essence.

It smelled a faint, warm-water-like scent, which signified danger.

When the attack failed, it immediately retreated into the blood behind it.

Its original target did not catch up and even took a step back, but that guy suddenly swung his tail.

You Huan opened the space card and released some things that were "stored" in it.

At the same time, there was a low roar, and the roar was in a language that all the residents of Fenyu could understand:

"Your mission is to tear it into pieces."

"As you command, Master!"

"What a sweet scent, is this... another world?"

"Crimson Life? Leave it to me."

Various Fenyu dialects answered his instructions.

However, in the eyes of the tribal leaders who didn't understand...

It just saw strange monsters appearing out of nowhere, emitting screams throughout all frequency domains, and then some suddenly disappeared, some dived into the sea of ​​blood, and some rushed straight towards it!

Its rich combat experience made it immediately realize that these monsters were about to launch an attack on it.

Its crimson senses detected some unique chemical factors, which meant that these monsters were similar to itself in some way.

Similar, but not deep red, which means they...

It had no time to think and could only retreat to a place it thought was safe.

At the very least, we must not allow the enemy to form an encirclement on six sides: front, back, left, right, up and down.

But its idea was doomed to fail.

A strange fragrance suddenly appeared in the sea of ​​blood behind him.

It looks like blood, but not crimson blood. It is the bright red gift that a baby carries when it is born, symbolizing life and beauty.

A blood bubble exploded, and a pitch-black gelatinous figure meandered out and quietly approached its back.

Lilith widened her five eyes, and a deep red color that was not too familiar but already hateful enough was swaying in front of her eyes.

As it pierced the crimson leader with its radula ejected from its mouthparts, it murmured frantically:
"Crimson... Crimson! It was you who trapped me in death for thousands of years and prevented me from seeing my beloved mother!
I will kill you! "

The tribal leader, who was unexpectedly injured, let out a cry of pain and confusion.

It couldn't determine where these monsters came from or why they looked so crazy to it.

"Found the flaw!" Before it could figure out that it was taking the blame for its "boss", a shapeless and twisted creature flashed from the sky.

The leader of Kuimiao, who had stubbornly questioned You Huan, opened his body and an invisible force shot out from his pupils, accurately hitting every weak point of the target.

In the blink of an eye, the unfortunate leader was overwhelmed by the frenzied residents of Fenyu.

You Huan watched this scene and knew that the plan was going smoothly.

The leader of the Crimson Tribe, born in Fengyang Mountain. He was tested to have a high concentration of original blood. He was extremely talented and once held a high position.

But when the position reaches a certain position, it gets stuck.

The many Yinglongs of the Ancestral Dragon's bloodline would not allow him to take another step forward.

No one knew exactly what happened at that time.

Perhaps it thought that becoming stronger would allow those pedantic Yinglongs to improve themselves in an extraordinary way, so it tried desperately to comprehend the [mystery], and in the process accidentally established a connection with [Deep Red].

Perhaps it felt resentful and deliberately turned deep red, cutting off its connection with Fengyang Mountain.

In short, when it disappeared for a while and appeared again, it was already in an ambush set by the Crimson Tribe against Fengyang Mountain.

During the years when it served as leader, the overall style of the Crimson Tribe was more stable than ever before.

Radical attacks have decreased, but the tribe has also developed steadily and steadily.

Until it no longer intervened in affairs, the valuable assets it left behind still allowed the Crimson Tribe to firmly occupy the ranks of top forces.

Today, I saw it in person and found that it is indeed a dragon with great strategy, patience and composure.

It doesn't look much like a "dragon" or a crimson life.

His body was covered in pure black dragon armor that had an almost metallic luster. His head was also covered in thick hard armor, and he had a pair of bright red wings on his back.

It has been waiting patiently.

Wait for the critical moment to send troops to fight in the Lost City, wait for the best opportunity to rush out of the crimson, and use that arrow to launch an assassination.

For this reason, it could look at the crimson clone indifferently - its faith was forcibly dragged out of the cracks by You Huan.

It's like a piece of solid steel.

But today, even the hardest steel has to be melted.

After the upgrade, You Huan's space card could preserve the life of living beings for no more than 24 hours. Therefore, he brought the residents of Fenyu who gathered under his command into the battle.

These residents of Fenyu were very sensible and knew that they had to show their loyalty before he would feel comfortable taking them back to Fenyu.

The poor tribal leader, no matter how much he planned, he could not have expected that You Huan carried with him a large group of monsters with high morale.

As "locals" born and raised in Fenyu, they might know how to deal with crimson life better than their leader himself.

Seeing that there was no problem in besieging and killing the leader, he turned back to the crimson clone.

He spread out his claws, and the power in the crystal red arrow in his claws was rapidly dissipating.

The lost power sank into the deep red area around it.

It seems that this thing that can kill me with one arrow is a disposable prop.

Fortunately, this is the case, otherwise no matter how well he has practiced his secret skills, he would still die if he was hit by a few more arrows.

Throwing away the useless arrow, he suddenly flew in the direction away from the group of crack clones.

Just like a bow being pulled apart inch by inch, the further he got away from the target, the stronger his accumulated strength and determination became.

Until the last moment, the bowstring was fully drawn.

The pale sharp arrow rushed along the direction it came from, towards the hateful mass of crimson flesh and blood!

"Boom!"

It was like a violent thunderclap. More and more red clouds gathered in the sky, and the heaven and earth shook with a thunderclap.

All the beings watching below were startled.

A vast white light suddenly burst out, calling back their souls.

All of a sudden, they saw... that thing.

"Is that... a tree, a tree?" an ordinary human from somewhere muttered to himself.

At this moment, the shadow of a giant ice tree stretched across the sky, and the rolling crimson was frozen in pieces under the branches and leaves.

They reflected colorful light, piercing through the rich red and illuminating the pale figure moving towards the deep red core.

You Huan seemed to be immersed in a tornado, with deep red, so rich that it almost surpassed its solid state, swirling and roaring wildly around him.

Endless images flashed before his eyes, depicting every war in the heavens and myriad worlds throughout history.

The howling of thousands of souls echoed in his ears, shouting out anger, desire, pain and death.

Together, these things formed a frantic picture that changed at a speed beyond imagination, framing those crazy actions and fixing them in front of him.

He smelled a river of blood.

"Black Forest Fairy Tales" kept turning in my mind, stimulating a gentle vitality to resist these invasions.

But it’s not enough.

The "Crimson" stored in the cracks of the main world is actually the incarnation of the Crimson Ancestor, [Essence of Mad Blood].

It reveals the pollution of truth at the level of God.

Perhaps his vitality, which originated from his [mother] and was transformed by himself, is purer and of a higher status, but he is the user after all.

Forget about [Truth], he is only one step away from [Condensation].

The knowledge that Crimson forced upon him gradually changed his perception.

What is peace? What is war?
What is life? What are those things with four floppy tentacles and sparse hair?
What is he himself? A dragon? A man? Or a flame of war?

Sometimes he would feel a frozen feeling piercing his soul, which would wake him up and help him recall these basic concepts.

With this little stimulation, he flapped his wings and continued to go deeper into the crimson tornado.

Whatever polluted his mind also affected his body.

The outer layer of scales and fur was constantly torn apart, the flesh and blood turned into pus and blood and flew behind him, and the exposed bones also melted.

The beating heart was exposed from time to time, being gnawed away bit by bit by the crimson.

Healed by the vitality of the Black Forest, new flesh grew to fill the broken heart, followed by bones, skin and fur.

Before the repair was complete, the crimson surged up again, scraping off a layer of his flesh.

He is a skeleton that cannot die or heal, bearing the swing of life and death, tearing through the crimson storm.

Until this moment——

He broke through something and what appeared in front of him was a heart.

The crystal clear heart has a completely transparent surface, revealing the dirty blood inside.

The pale beast opened its mouth and bit the heart hard!
"Boom!"

Outside the deep red realm, all living beings opened their mouths wide, staring blankly at the red color condensed in the sky, which suddenly collapsed downwards like a flood!

All members of the Crimson Tribe found themselves disconnected from the Great Crimson at the same moment.

A strange roar came from somewhere that seemed very far away, getting farther and farther away.

It was as if something was unwillingly blocked at the other end of the boundless nothingness.

Before the consciousness of the Mad Blood Essence descended upon the clone, You Huan took the lead in destroying the container. (End of this chapter)