Infinite Demon God: How can I download it if I don't have enough data?

Chapter 208 A Similar Aura

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A pair of purplish eyes looked down at him, carrying an invisible sense of oppression, like an unseen mountain pressing down on his chest.

The person standing in front of me right now is none other than myself.

It was Hu Long who came from several kilometers away.

"How did you find me, and what kind of trick did you just use—"

The black man's originally dark face had turned several shades pale, as if all the blood had been drained from him.

He wasn't short, standing at 1.9 meters tall, but he looked like a little chick next to Hu Long.

Upon seeing Hu Long appear, he asked in standard Yu language.

He's in a bad state right now, making escape difficult.

We have no choice but to fight to the death.

Before that, he only wanted to know how Hu Long found him and what that invisible attack was.

"You seem to have a lot of questions, but I don't want to tell you."

Hu Long grinned, revealing his gleaming white teeth.

As she spoke, she reached out, grabbed his head, and lifted him up.

This person's methods are somewhat similar to the way the Kui family manipulates puppets.

In fact, in terms of its exquisiteness, it is inferior to some others.

Ordinary people naturally have no way of distinguishing them.

But for Hu Long, it was not a difficult task at all.

This can be confirmed entirely through that subtle mental connection.

After all, as long as there is a connection between the puppets, no matter how well it is concealed, that connection will always exist.

However, Hu Long did not use this method, but instead used another, more brutal and simple approach.

It directly used a third-person perspective, covering an area of ​​sixteen kilometers in radius.

Aside from the Yuan Dan of several superior clans that he controlled.

Within this range, only this person's aura has reached the Yuan Dan realm.

He didn't even need to sense the same frequency of mental fluctuations in the other person; he could tell with his own eyes that this person had a problem.

Regardless of whether it is the source of the problem, there is no reason to let go of an unrecorded Grandmaster of the Yuan Dan realm once discovered.

After finding it, he immediately unleashed a Soul-Destroying Light upon it.

However, in order to avoid killing it directly, Hu Long only used about one-tenth of his eye power this time.

Hu Long's idea proved to be correct.

This action effectively rendered the person powerless, turning them into a lamb to the slaughter.

This also proves, in a way, the power of this mental talent.

Thinking this, Hu Long looked at the words that appeared before him.

[Target: Joel]

[Physical Talent: Synesthesia]

Size: 20MB (Status: Downloadable)

(Note: With keen hearing, no reference is needed; directly identify and sing the specified pitch.)

You can see the color of a sound, or taste the flavor of a sound —

【Skill 1: Illusory Sound Bat Yuan Jing (Yuan Dan Chapter 3)】

Synesthesia?

Hu Long's eyes flickered slightly, and a sense of interest arose in his heart.

With a thought, I directly used 20 megabytes of data to download it.

The next moment, my ears felt slightly warm.

The distant noise reached his ears, transforming into all the flavors he had tasted before.

Apart from that, there are no other changes.

That's normal, though.

This talent might be considered powerful for ordinary people, but for Hu Long's current physical condition, the increase is almost imperceptible.

He didn't care anyway.

I downloaded this talent without expecting it to provide much of an enhancement from the start.

His goal, from beginning to end, has been singular: to exploit the source value for advancement.

However, he didn't delve into it further at the moment. After casually downloading the secret weapons and a few skills that interested him from the panel, his gaze returned to Joel.

Hu Long continued speaking, his voice neither hurried nor slow, yet seemingly containing a kind of seductive power.

"Tell me, who are you, and what are you doing here?"

The sound, like silk threads, pierced my ears and lingered deep within my consciousness.

The black man, whose spirit had already been damaged, gradually had his pupils become slightly dilated, and the inner strength that had been secretly gathering on his body dissipated little by little, making him look like a deflated sack.

"My name is Joel—"

Through a series of questions and answers, Hu Long quickly figured out the visitor's background.

It was no stranger.

It was Joel, one of the six vice-commanders of the Knights of the Round Table, the strongest fighting force of the Purple Gold Empire.

He came to the State of Yu for only one thing.

To cause trouble.

There are many countries on Earth.

But there were only three true rulers.

The Luo Kingdom, the Yu Kingdom, and the Zijin Empire form a tripartite balance of power, with each side checking and balancing the others.

However, in terms of sheer strength, the Purple Gold Empire undoubtedly surpasses the other two countries.

For this reason, on the surface, the Luo and Yu kingdoms had to join forces to resist it, which was the only way to maintain a fragile balance.

Over the years, neither side has been able to truly gain the upper hand.

But now, this balance seems to be about to be broken.

The appearance of the Stone Man and the successive appearances of the Church of Our Lady bring with them some groundbreaking technologies.

The commander of the Knights of the Covenant Round Table gained considerable benefits from that.

He is currently in seclusion to achieve a breakthrough.

If successful, one can advance to the fifth level of the Yuan Dan realm, the Taiyin realm.

The appearance of these signals.

This also means that the balance is about to be broken, and the Purple Gold Empire can no longer hold back and is starting to make its move.

And Joel was the main force sent.

With his abilities, it wouldn't be difficult for him to infiltrate after disguising himself.

In particular, his methods are well-suited for causing trouble in secret.

In this process.

He discovered some oddities, such as information about attacks on various clans and news of clan conferences.

He then decided to keep an eye on things to see if there was anything else of importance.

I never expected to run into Hu Long.

"The Yin Realm —"

Hu Long's eyes flickered slightly.

This realm, being the fifth level of the Yuan Dan realm, even though he had obtained many secret martial arts techniques inherited from superior clans.

However, there is very little information recorded about this place.

The only record is that this realm is extremely mysterious, and it seems to involve some deeper changes in the physical body.

The descriptions of this aspect are very obscure.

But that's normal.

Because even within the most prestigious clans with thousands of years of history, there are almost no people who can reach this level.

Currently, the Yuan Dan realm cultivators known to exist on Earth are generally hovering between the first realm of Void Intent and the second realm of Crescent Moon.

As for the third realm, the Crescent Moon Realm, there are very few.

And the Full Moon Realm is even rarer.

There are only three at present; the other two haven't appeared for hundreds of years.

Perhaps he died of old age somewhere due to exhaustion of his lifespan, or perhaps he went into seclusion.

The only known fact is that he is the Grand Master of the Knights of the Round Table.

Hu Long looked at Joel, who had lost his composure.

He raised his hand, ready to imprint his spirit upon it.

This person is of considerable value.

If handled properly, it could yield considerable benefits.

However, the next moment.

Something unexpected happened to Hu Long.

Just as his spiritual power was penetrating his consciousness, preparing to imprint his mark, it encountered a slight resistance.

Then, red light and lava-like textures appeared on Joel's body.

"No----"

Joel's pupils suddenly contracted to pinpoints, finally breaking free from the quagmire of being controlled, and he let out a piercing scream.

"Commander, there's still hope for me—no—"

Before he finished speaking, a ball of flame suddenly erupted from his body.

The flame seemed to ignite spontaneously from the depths of his bones and blood.

He lost consciousness in an instant, his body swelled up, and he charged straight at Hu Long.

It seemed she wanted to perish together with him.

Click!

Hu Long remained calm, his fingers twitching slightly.

The fine, thread-like energy silently swept past, severing Joel's limbs cleanly at the root, as neat as a mirror cut.

Before the blood could even gush out, the person had already fallen to the ground.

Joel was reduced to a human pig, lying paralyzed in a pool of blood and flames, his limbs scattered around him.

Hu Long frowned slightly.

His gaze was fixed on Joel's chest.

He could clearly sense that the Crimson Palace inside this person's body was being compressed wildly, like a reactor being ignited, every inch of life force being squeezed out and transformed into that ball of flame that devoured everything.

Hu Jiang channeled his inner energy, attempting to extinguish the flames and suppress the surge of power.

But it didn't work.

The temperature of the flames was terrifying, as if even the air itself was being scorched and distorted.

Seeing this, Hu Long flicked his finger, unleashing a burst of energy that pierced directly through Joel's skull.

[Source Value +697]

Then, in just a few breaths...

The supreme grandmaster of the Yuan Dan realm, whose strength had reached the peak of the Void Realm and was only one step away from the Crescent Moon Realm, turned into a pool of charred ashes on the ground.

The wind blew it away, leaving not even a trace.

Hu Long looked at the ashes and recalled the words the other person had shouted before dying.

The source of that power is not hard to guess.

That must be the leader of the Knights of the Round Table.

"Interesting—that kind of power—"

Hu Long narrowed his eyes slightly, a chilling killing intent flashing deep within them.

There seems to be some similarity between the two.

If his guess is correct.

The person they mentioned, the regimental commander, definitely has a big problem; we must find some time to go and check him out.

At this moment, only a charred black spot remained.

Several figures could be vaguely seen approaching from all around.

Hu Long did not linger.

With a flicker, his figure vanished into the night.

As for methods like hypnosis and masking sounds, it's not that he can't do them, but that there's simply no need for them.

Once the secret weapons are made public, ordinary people will eventually find out about their existence.

Since the truth will eventually come to light, why bother hiding it?

At the moment Joel died, in Yeonggwang State, thousands of miles away.

This city, located at the northernmost point of Earth, is only a thousand kilometers away from the far north.

The polar day and polar night each last for more than 120 days a year, taking up eight months in total, with the remaining four months being the time of alternating day and night.

At this moment, it is the midnight sun.

In an enclosed space, the dome is a huge glass wall.

Bright sunlight streamed in, amplified in some way, and poured down, illuminating the entire hall with dazzling light.

And in the deepest part of that light, a figure sat serenely.

He was a handsome young man with blond hair.

He was dressed in a pure white robe, and his long golden hair was casually draped over his shoulders.

The light fell on his face, making his features even more handsome and divine, as if he were the son of the sun who had stepped out of a myth.

Even more miraculously, a huge, pure white disc-shaped phantom appeared behind him.

Upon closer inspection, the surface of the disc is pitted and uneven, resembling the moon orbiting Earth.

The moment the pure white disc appeared, a faint golden light emanated from the young man's body.

The surrounding air suddenly heated up and became severely distorted, as if it were being kneaded and torn by an invisible force.

On the temperature display on one wall, the numbers are skyrocketing.

It finally settled at 5,000 degrees.

This is close to the temperature of the sun's surface.

Although humans can create temperatures of trillions of degrees through technological means, temperature and heat are not the same thing.

Even if the temperature is high, if it contains very little heat, the damage it can cause will be extremely limited.

Like a match, its flame can reach hundreds of degrees, or even soar to thousands of degrees in an instant, but in terms of harm to people, it is far less than a basin of water at ninety degrees.

What emanated from the young man was a combination of high temperature and terrifying heat.

Even the alloy walls around them, made of special materials, began to twist and melt within seconds under the scorching heat.

suddenly.

The young man, who had been sitting cross-legged, suddenly opened his eyes.

Two captivating golden beams shot out from his pupils.

"Joel is dead? And he even triggered the technique I left behind—what a piece of trash."

He spoke softly.

He immediately shook his head and closed his eyes again.

For him, this was just a minor incident.

His previous battle with the Virgin Mary made him realize that the bottleneck that had been trapping him for decades was finally loosening.

At this moment, he has already stepped into the fifth level of the Yuan Dan realm, Taiyin.

Once you successfully enter this realm, all problems will cease to be problems.

With his talent, he will be able to fully absorb the power of the Sun Father, and no one in the world can stop him.

Over time.

Within the Yu Kingdom.

In a dense forest.

"No—don't kill me, I'll never do it again—"

"I'm willing to surrender—I'm willing—No—ah, you'll all die a horrible death—"

"—I am from the Uyghur clan, a middle-class clan. We are not—ah—"

Several sharp, short screams rang out.

Then, a deathly silence fell.

Inside the forest, a tree stump broke off, clearing out a clearing.

On the ground, nearly a hundred corpses lay in pools of blood, their eyes open.

The body was mutilated, with smooth, clean cuts, and internal organs and brain matter spilled all over the ground.

On one side, a woman dressed in black stands holding a knife, her face covered by a colorful Nuo opera mask.

Blood was slowly flowing down the blade of the Miao sword.

The aura emanating from this woman clearly indicated that she was a master of blood transfusion.

She glanced indifferently at the chaotic scene, then took out her phone and dialed a number.

"All fugitive targets have been dealt with; have someone come and clean up."

As soon as she finished speaking, she turned around and disappeared from the spot in a flash.

This situation is not an isolated case, but a microcosm.

Although Hu Long had planted psychological suggestions in everyone present, it was clearly not enough to control everyone.

A small number of people are still trying to escape, and in addition, some civilian martial arts organizations are also preparing to flee abroad.

And these people, without exception.

Once discovered, they were all slaughtered without exception.

After more than a dozen clans and several folk organizations were wiped out and killed.

The remaining people also became completely obedient.

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