Douluo Continent: Changing just one word ruined the entire character's persona.

Chapter 280 Oscar Returns, His Sixth Soul Skill Using Ye Lin's Blood

Ye Lin's cold gaze drifted towards the corner.

A figure dressed entirely in gray emerged from around the corner.

This person exudes an unpredictable aura.

This person's aura reminded him somewhat of Ghost Douluo.

The man in gray not only wore gray clothes, but also a straw hat on his head.

A long gray veil hung down from his straw hat, obscuring his face.

His killing intent was extremely strong, clearly indicating that he had emerged from a mountain of corpses and a sea of ​​blood.

"Who is it?"

Ye Lin asked coldly, but at this moment she did not feel a strong threat. The person in front of her seemed very weak, relatively speaking.

"Sister Lin, it's me..."

The man in gray gave a wry smile and took off his straw hat, revealing a familiar face.

Ye Lin was startled when she heard the voice.

Oscars?

How could I have forgotten about this item?

I was quite surprised when he suddenly came back.

Oscar was presented to Ye Lin.

His face was almost completely obscured by a thick beard.

Her hair was also messy and frizzy.

The only facial feature that could be clearly seen was his pair of slightly weathered peach blossom eyes.

Below his left eye, a scar extends from the corner of his eye down to his beard.

"Oscar, you're back! It's been such a long time!"

Two more voices sounded from behind.

Oscar looked back.

It turned out to be Dai Mubai and Zhu Zhuqing.

Oscar and Dai Mubai locked eyes.

Their excitement was palpable, and they almost simultaneously gave each other a strong bear hug.

"You're back, aren't you going to see Rongrong?"

"What are you doing here?"

Zhu Zhuqing asked in confusion,

Oscar pointed to the scar on his face.

"How can I face Rongrong looking like this?"

"Just because of this scar, you won't see Rongrong?"

Dai Mubai was stunned for a moment.

"Are you even a man?"

The three of them gave Oscar a good scolding, and finally convinced him to go find Ning Rongrong.

Meanwhile, Ning Rongrong was also at Shrek Academy, and even Ning Fengzhi and Bone Douluo were there.

Ning Fengzhi came here to obey Ye Lin's orders: no matter what happens, he must not participate in the battle.

It's best not to lose the power that's in your own hands.

Soon, Ye Lin and her three companions met Ning Fengzhi and Ning Rongrong.

Oscar spoke with some difficulty in his hoarse voice.

"Sect Leader Ning, Rongrong, I'm back."

"Wow!"

Ning Rongrong burst into tears and suddenly rushed to Oscar, pounding her fists on his chest, but she couldn't utter a single word.

Looking at Oscar who had taken off his straw hat,

Ning Fengzhi was so surprised he couldn't close his mouth.

Especially when he saw the long scar on Oscar's face, a hint of emotion couldn't help but appear in his eyes.

Oscar let Ning Rongrong pound on his chest.

But they did nothing.

Only the tears streaming down his face dampened his full beard.

The others wisely refrained from disturbing the two.

Until some time later,

Once the two of them calmed down, they happily found the others again.

It was Bone Douluo who took the initiative to speak.

"Oscar, you said you already have a certain amount of power to protect Rongrong. I want to know what that power is."

"As a support-type Soul Master, if my closest people can't protect Rongrong, frankly, I still can't feel at ease. Rongrong is the little princess of the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile School, and I've always treated her like my granddaughter."

"You've been gone for over five years, let's see what you've accomplished."

Ning Fengzhi nodded slightly after hearing what Bone Douluo said.

They had all heard what Oscar said when he left. They also believed that Oscar wouldn't easily return without achieving certain success.

They all wanted to know how a food-type Soul Master could protect a support-type Soul Master.

Oscar nodded. He hadn't expected that he could win over Ning Fengzhi simply by using his feelings for Rongrong.

He gently squeezed Ning Rongrong's hand in comfort and took a few steps forward.

He could clearly feel Ning Rongrong's concerned gaze behind him, and a surge of heroic spirit welled up in his heart.

Oscar nodded, his gaze falling on Ye Lin.

"Sister Lin, could you lend me a drop of your blood?"

Ye Lin naturally understood what Oscar meant.

His sixth soul skill can replicate the abilities of the blood owner.

However, if his blood is too powerful, then Oscar will be in for a rough time.

Ye Lin grabbed the immortal sword with her right hand, and it was already in her grasp.

In her current physical condition, she cannot even injure herself; the only way to save her is by using the Ancestral Dragon Immortal Sword.

The blade slid gently across his fingertips, and a tiny drop of golden blood slowly flew towards Oscar.

Oscar smiled slightly, his soul power surged, and in an instant, six perfectly matched soul rings appeared on his body.

Upon seeing these six spirit rings, Ning Fengzhi and Gu Rong couldn't help but nod in approval.

"I have a mirror image of my intestines."

Oscar moved swiftly, and his sixth spirit ring suddenly shone brightly.

A ring of black light surged from his palm, instantly absorbing the drop of blood.

Immediately afterwards, a strong surge of soul power erupted from his palm.

The sixth spirit ring also continuously repeated the process of expansion and contraction.

At this moment, everyone's eyes were on his hands.

Amidst the intense fluctuations of soul power,

A pale silver sausage slowly took shape.

Suddenly, a look of pain crossed Oscar's face.

His once confident eyes now held a hint of horror.

Immediately afterwards, the silver sausage in his hand changed. What was originally just one silver sausage suddenly split into a smaller one, which appeared in his palm at the same time.

Oscar, however, discovered that his soul power hadn't decreased by a third as it had when making the Mirror Sausage before; it had decreased by a hundred percent.

It's not because Oscar needs to expend all his soul power to replicate abilities.

Rather, Oscar used all his soul power to copy it, but he hadn't finished copying it yet; he could only copy a limited amount of strength.

Oscar finally breathed a sigh of relief after the two silver sausages, one large and one small, were formed. He gave a wry smile.

"Sister Lin, the effects of your blood are really too powerful."

"I've tried Soul Saints before, but they're all far weaker than you."

Ye Lin also began to look forward to it.

"Let's show it off."

She certainly wasn't expecting Oscar's soul skill to have any effect.

Instead, they hope to replicate as much of their own power as possible.

After all, he had more than one 100,000-year soul ring.

Oscar gave a wry smile and gently shook his head.

"My soul power has been depleted too much."

"Now we have to have someone else present it."

Several people were somewhat puzzled.

Oscar then placed his sixth soul skill, a sausage, into Ning Rongrong's hands.

"Rongrong, eat my sausage, and you'll understand everything."