My avatar is becoming the final boss

Chapter 83 Old Friend
The Bloodborn thought for a moment, then tilted his head and said, "I see... Are you and Ripper's sister the same type of Sky Drive?"

Hearing this, Ji Minghuan couldn't help but raise his eyebrows. He was just wondering if his nonsense would be exposed. He didn't expect that there really existed a kind of Tianqu in the world who could become stronger by killing people?

No wonder for the Ripper, killing and dismembering people is as easy as drinking water. After all, she has to kill people to improve her Sky Drive rank. He thought as he said:

"perhaps?"

"Then you're quite lucky," the Bloodline said, "This kind of Sky Exorcist usually has a very high upper limit. For example, the Ripper's sister is only a second-level exorcist, but she's so powerful."

"So... they left it to me to handle?"

Ji Minghuan glanced at the nine men hanging on the top plate of the amusement facility.

"Of course." The blood descendant's mouth curled up. "Since you want them, then I'll give these toys to you. I'm tired of playing with them anyway."

As he spoke, the blood-red threads hanging the nine bodyguards on the ceiling of the facility suddenly broke. Their bodies were wrapped in blood and suspended in mid-air as if trapped in a blood cocoon, moving towards Ji Minghuan.

The next moment, the blood light surrounding them disappeared, and their bodies fell to the ground with a "patter", like lumps of rotten meat being thrown on the conveyor belt of a meat processing plant.

"Please use it, newbie." The Blood Descendant grabbed the railing of the carousel, supported his chin with one hand, and smiled teasingly, "You're so cute, just like a kitten begging for food."

"Do you need a reason to kill someone?" Ji Minghuan asked. "I'm curious if there are any corresponding group rules?"

"Kill when you're happy...why do you need a reason?"

As the Blood Descendant spoke, he turned his head and stared at Ji Minghuan with his extremely aggressive red eyes. He asked word by word, "Are you scared?"

"I just wanted to say, that's good."

Ji Minghuan said this, looking expressionlessly at the nine men in suits lying on the ground. Their faces were twisted with pain, their eyes filled with fear.

In an instant, he summoned the Heavenly Drive in his body, and a black and white halo of light surged out from his skin, forming a Möbius strip-shaped ring around Xia Pingzhou.

The shadows of the chess pieces on the ring road were clearly visible, rotating around him.

He stretched out his fingers and picked up the three soldier chess pieces in the black and white circle. Then the chess pieces shattered and three black iron soldiers came in response. After learning the "Shield Grid" skill, each soldier had a huge square shield on his left hand.

Their footsteps grew louder, carrying the weight of their shields.

Like executioners on the scaffold, the Black Iron soldiers approached the nine men on the ground. With a swift movement of their swords, their sharp blades pierced through the already crumbling bodies one after another, as easily as stabbing tofu.

The blood descendant, with great mischievousness, untied the blood threads that sewed up their bodies at this moment. Thousands of blood clots fluttered in the air above the amusement park like a snowstorm. For a moment, the dripping blood dyed the three soldiers red, and with a "click", it splashed onto half of Ji Minghuan's face.

Her posture remained straight, and her gorgeous crimson dress fluttered in the wind like the sky at dusk.

Immediately afterwards, a system prompt box popped up in Ji Minghuan's pupils.

[A player has been detected killing 9 "C-rank or higher esper users." The progress of the quest "Wild Hunt Winter," the exclusive training system for Unit 2, has been updated—kill count: 3 → 12.]

[Completed the second stage of training mission: Kill "12/10" superhumans or demons.]

[Received 1 attribute point as a reward.]

[The third stage training mission is: Kill 18 C-rank or higher superhumans or demons (current cumulative kill count: 12)]

Ji Minghuan's face was expressionless. He didn't know how many more people he would kill, how many of them would be good or bad, but as long as he stayed in the White Crow Brigade, killing was an inevitable thing. To them, it was no different from eating, drinking, defecating, and urinating...

And when the underground auction begins, the city is bound to be engulfed in blood.

The tip of the blood descendant's nose twitched slightly, as if she was enjoying the smell of blood in the air. After a moment, she asked:

"Let me confirm in advance. You didn't snatch the toy from my hand with the childish idea of ​​'killing them sooner will free them sooner,' right?"

"You are really unreasonable." Ji Minghuan said.

He lowered his eyes and calmly raised the back of his hand to wipe the blood off his cheek.

At this moment, a heavy rain of blood was flying backwards towards the clear sky of Tokyo. He slowly raised his eyes, with a trace of blood still on his face, and looked directly into the blood descendant's eyes without fear.

He said, "Your tone is like a little girl blaming me: 'I gave you my toys, but you didn't take good care of them.'" The blood descendant was stunned at first, then burst into laughter.

She patted the carousel horse's head and said with emotion, "You, the newcomer... are more fun than I thought. This is the first time I've been treated like a little girl. Um... guess how old I am?"

"nineteen?"

"You can add another zero to the end," the Bloodline said jokingly, "and then subtract half of it and it'll be about the same."

It turned out to be an old woman... Ji Minghuan rolled his eyes in his heart.

"You look like this when you're a hundred years old. Are you a vampire disguised as a person with superpowers?" He spoke with doubt.

"Who knows?" The Blood Descendant raised the corner of his mouth noncommittally and blinked at him, "I always feel that... you give me a familiar feeling."

"How familiar is it?"

The Blood Descendant lowered her eyes and was silent for a moment before saying, "Decades ago, when I was still a little girl, I met someone." She raised her hand and tilted her chin. "That person gave me a feeling very similar to you. How can I describe it..."

She thought for a moment, "I'm clearly right next to you, yet I seem so far away, with my eyes always filled with other things... Should I call it 'alienation'? But no."

"What's his name?" Ji Minghuan asked curiously.

"He forgot his name, but he said he seemed to be looking for someone, but couldn't find them, so he traveled around the world alone." The Blood Descendant shook his head. "That was during the World War, and he saved me on the battlefield."

"Who is he looking for?"

"He said yes, a girl with white hair."

Ji Minghuan was slightly stunned, staring at her motionlessly, and slowly squeezed out a few words from his mouth:

"Girl with white hair?"

The blood descendant didn't say anything. She turned her eyes away and looked at the distant sky in a daze.

"What do you call him?" Ji Minghuan asked.

"1001," the Bloodline said. "He called himself a string of numbers, saying that's all he remembered."

"1001?"

Ji Minghuan murmured the number, his heart moving slightly.

At this moment, he suddenly recalled: his code name in the "Savior Society" was the restricted-level mutant - "1002"; and his mentor mentioned to him that "1001" was the previous restricted-level number, and... that mutant had died in the last century.

Could it be that... the superpowered person that Bloodline encountered a hundred years ago was actually the previous restricted level? Thinking of this, Ji Minghuan looked up at Bloodline and asked again:
"Can you tell me what he looks like?"

"Well... he looked young then, Asian, with black hair and eyes, and a cute face," Bloodline said nonchalantly, "but he's very strong... He's the strangest mutant I've ever seen, the kind that can't be killed. He took a lot of bullets for me on the battlefield, but he always managed to stand up."

She was silent for a moment, her eyes still gazing at the clear blue sky. "I am an orphan, without a name. He gave me a name. This name is a secret between him and me, and it is also the only bond between us."

"So for many, many years after that, I told others that I didn't need a name, and that you could call me by a code name. Then the name 'Bloodline' came into being."

After a pause, she raised the corners of her mouth, as if mocking herself. "So... every time I can't help but think about who I am and what my name is because I've lived for so long, I think of him. So after a hundred years, my memory of him is still very clear, as if it were yesterday."

Having said that, the blood descendant slowly turned around and looked at Ji Minghuan with red eyes.

"Let's stop here. Because you look a bit like him, I made you listen to some incomprehensible things... It's a pity that you look nothing like him."

As she spoke, Xia Pingzhou's face was reflected in her pupils. After a moment, she slowly withdrew her gaze and lowered her eyes to look at the wooden horse beneath her.

Ji Minghuan thought for a moment: "A hundred years have passed, and you're still looking for him?"

"Yes." The Bloodborn nodded. "I know that ordinary people don't live as long as I do, but I'm still looking for him. That's why I joined the Brigade."

Ji Minghuan was silent for a while, then said expressionlessly:
"What a long-lasting love... I hope you can find him."

(End of this chapter)