Terra's Magnetic Field

She noticed that the group of people were all dressed the same and even had the same hairstyle, which reminded her of the "Theresa Road" in Rhodes Island, where a group of people were scrambling to imitate Theresa's appearance and way of speaking. These people were proud of imitating the strong, and were even willing to give up the most important "self". In her eyes, this was the most pathetic.

"You are lucky. You don't have to die like others. Your existence alone can bring me endless joy. I like people like you the most because you may become very strong in the future!" The woman lifted up Bloody Knife's chin. At that time, Bloody Knife was completely powerless to resist and could only let the woman bite his fingers. The woman roughly pried open his lips with a finger that was oozing blood and put it into his mouth, letting the blood slowly flow into his throat.

“It depends on your performance in the future. If you want revenge, try to kill as many operators as possible from Rhodes Island. Then maybe that will force me out~” After saying this, the woman disappeared out of thin air, and her movement trajectory could not be seen at all.

Since then, Xuedao seemed to have become a different person. He probably realized something, and that drop of blood from that woman completely changed his inner self, transforming him completely!

Xue Dao understood that he was actually a "woman". After witnessing the powerful strength displayed by that woman, he awakened the "feminine" side of his heart. He also finally understood his own "feelings". Rather than admiration and worship, he actually loved his elder brother Arthur.

And at the last moment, did Arthur also realize his "love"? This will never be known.

Blood Knife's change started not only in his words and deeds but also in his clothes. He discovered the real meaning of his elder brother's words "be yourself", so he threw away his previous pardoner's coat.

Just when everyone thought that he had abandoned his previous "faith", Xuedao actually changed his top into a tight, belly-baring short-sleeved shirt with Arthur's portrait printed on it. The overly transparent fabric even highlighted the two "kikubi" on his chest, and his bottom was a pair of super short hot pants with fishnet stockings and hot pink leather boots.

Enemies who encountered him for the first time were all shocked by his strange costume and killed by his strange body movements. However, Blood Blade actually thought that this was because he had received the protection of the big brother portrait on his chest, which made him more convinced that he was right.

At the beginning, Xue Dao's strange outfit was indeed opposed by everyone, and there were even endless ridicules, but gradually some people joined his ranks!

It turns out that some of those who voluntarily joined Arthur's team were actually "closeted". They did not dare to openly admit that their sexual orientation was different from that of ordinary people, so they had to pretend to be normal people. But now when they saw Blood Knife showing himself generously, they were all impressed by his courage and joined him one after another.

And those who joined Blood Knife were the ones who cursed him the most before. While they were cursing Blood Knife, weren't they also cursing themselves for being weak and cowardly?

What the hell! These cunning guys!

Seeing this, Tallulah also felt that it was not good. As more and more "Flaming Lips" joined the Integration Movement, she was worried that it would turn into a "gay movement" and change from an infected organization to an LGBT organization.

"Damn it! Is the Reunion the gay headquarters?!"

She simply announced to the public that she wanted to duel with Bloody Knife, and then deliberately lost to him. In this way, she could use the excuse of "You are strong enough, I feel your deep love for Arthur, you can set up your own business..." to eliminate this group of "Flaming Red Lips" from the Integration Movement once and for all.

With that, the "Flaming Red Lips" led by Blood Knife completely became independent from the Integration Movement and changed their name to "Rainbow Rose Society" to accommodate the "sisters" who were excluded because of their sexual orientation.

Afterwards, Tallulah made a public statement: "I have never discriminated against people with gender identity disorders, and I also have gay friends" to prevent being bombarded by the Colombian zzzq organization.

"Fuck!! Have you said enough?! You gay!" Young Rupert slashed with his sword. The violent friction between the blade and the air produced a sound similar to a roar, and the sword also shattered the memories of the blood knife.

The young Rupert in front of him was about 1.75 meters tall, with black pupils and hair mixed with some dark red, and the red part was slowly glowing.

Some "changes" took place in his body. His originally thin figure became firmer as if inflated, and he was obviously much stronger. His hair was also slightly longer than before, and his bangs and back hair fluttered in the wind like a lion's mane.

He was obviously timid just now, but suddenly he seemed like a different person. Young Rupert picked up the standard military knife of his dead companion and chopped down all of Blood Knife's subordinates. His clean and neat method did not seem like that of a pampered student at all.

Young Rupert's swordsmanship was sharp and every blow was deadly. His fierce eyes and fierce murderous intent reminded Blood Knife of his older brother, which made Blood Knife excited and he raised the flag. His interest was completely aroused.

In his eyes, the boy's murderous knife was a "caress" to him.

"Handsome boy, what's your name?" Blood Knife asked lovingly. The young Lupo just felt disgusted and said coldly, "Evil, remember! This is the person who is going to kill you!"

After saying that, he rushed over at a speed that was invisible to the naked eye. In Blood Knife's eyes, that figure was exactly the same as the great

Brother overlap.

It's going to strike you in the next moment!

That’s all for today.

Volume 21: Chapter Chapter : The Blade and the Marks

"Damn it!" Evil cursed, and the speed of the saber in his hand increased, as if he wanted to vent all his dissatisfaction. He glanced at the jeep where he had been hiding before, and saw two bodies lying on the ground. Those were his companions, and their mission this time was to safely transport the goods to Longmen.

"We clearly agreed that there wouldn't be any danger! Damn!" The saber in evil's hand collided with the sword in the hand of the heavily made-up Sarkaz man opposite - Blood Knife, producing intense sparks. The loud sound echoed in the wilderness, and the place where the blades collided was slightly red.

The switch between evil and return to the sheath is not instantaneous, there is a buffer period of about three minutes, this process he calls "warm-up". During this period, his body will gradually change, and his strength, speed, explosiveness, reaction and perception will have a qualitative leap.

He couldn't explain the principle behind it, but it might be related to the blood in his body. Whenever he felt excited, his blood would become boiling hot, his body temperature would rise, his pulse and heartbeat would speed up, and his breathing rhythm would change.

He and Guiqiao did not share memories. To be more precise, he had complete memories and knew what Guiqiao had done, but Guiqiao had no idea what he had done. However, the initiative of his body was in Guiqiao's hands, and he could only come out if Guiqiao agreed.

Evil tried to kick Blood Blade in mid-air, but the opponent's body was as soft as a loach, and he dodged his kick with an extremely charming posture, and...

"Ah!?" Evil was shocked. Blood Knife actually freed one hand to touch the inside of his calf. "Not good! He wants to break my leg!"

But Blood Knife did not increase his strength as Evil expected, he just pinched his fingers and stroked gently, which made Evil's hair stand on end. The previous "sweet words" alone were enough to make him uncomfortable, and now it had progressed directly to "skin-to-skin intimacy"!

He quickly kicked the blood knife away with his other leg, and used the force to quickly push himself back. He retreated six or seven meters before he could barely stand firm.

Although the leg of evil that was touched by the bloody knife did not suffer any actual damage, it caused a serious psychological blow to him, and the leg even began to tremble slightly.

Xuedao was still smiling, pouting her lips which were painted with bright lipstick, and said in a loving voice: "What strong thighs~ The muscles on them are also very firm~", while her fingers twisted very flexibly, reproducing the action just now.

Evil has never been afraid of anyone since he was a child. Even those adults who are involved in gangs in the slums are just paper tigers in his eyes. He has never met an opponent who can compete with him since he became conscious. But at this moment, he feels like a cold loach is crawling on his body, making him tremble in his bones. "Is this fear?"

Evil tasted the emotion called "fear" for the first time. At this moment, the blood knife on the opposite side was more terrifying in his eyes than a billion murderers!

"You damn gay! I'm going to cut you into pieces! Cut you into pieces!" Evil regained his composure in a few breaths, then picked up the saber and chopped again.

"What a boring man! Don't you have any other tricks?" Xue Dao held the sword in one hand and calmly took the mad dog-like sword attack from Evil. He had already seen that the opponent had not received any systematic combat training at all, and the reason why he was able to kill five of his subordinates in a few seconds was entirely due to his instantaneous explosive power and surprise.

"There's nothing interesting to see anymore..." He began to feel annoyed with the young Rupert sitting opposite him. This guy wasn't as strong as he had imagined. He thought he could lure that woman out, but it seemed he was overthinking it.

Blood Knife intends to kill the opponent with his next move!

Just as Blood Knife suddenly increased the speed of his sword to kill the opponent by surprise, the moves of the young Lupo became more and more weird, seemingly without any rules, but in fact, they also followed some routines? Is that right?

Perhaps this is more like an instinct, a memory engraved in the blood, which will act on the host when he encounters danger, and evil inadvertently performs some kind of "sword move".

"What..." Before Blood Blade could react, his right hand holding the sword was cut off. The sword in his hand rolled in the air for a few times and then stuck in the mud several meters away.

When the swords were about to collide, evil suddenly turned sideways and launched a slash from an unpredictable angle.

"It's just an arm. As long as there's blood, it will heal quickly..." Blood Knife was stunned when he saw the cross-section of his wound. It had turned black and carbonized. It didn't look like a wound caused by a sharp blade, but more like a "scald". The burning pain began to spread throughout the body through the wound.

"Burns cannot regenerate quickly..."

Blood Knife quickly retreated, and Evil took the opportunity to speed up his attack, soon leaving wounds on Blood Knife's chest and cheeks. At the same time, Blood Knife also discovered that Evil's originally iron-black blade had turned bright red at some point, emitting a slight scalding heat. He was afraid that just touching the skin would cause damage.

"He Dao?" Xue Dao blurted out. He had heard from his elder brother Arthur that there was a lost sword technique in the East Country, which was used with a special breathing method.

It is rumored that a swordsman who performs this move can turn the blade of the sword in his hand red, and the blade becomes scorching hot, which can suppress the regeneration ability of those races with extremely strong vitality.

The prerequisite for opening the He Dao is called "markings", which is a tattoo-like pattern that usually appears on the cheeks and forehead of the breathing method user.

Blood Knife discovered that at this moment, something began to spread up along Evil's neck beside his cheek. The original part was stained with blood and could not be seen clearly, but the strange pattern glowed slightly after it was fully stretched out.

"This is... a pattern?!" Blood Knife was shocked, but Evil disagreed. "You're talking about this," he reached out and wiped the blood stains on his cheek with his sleeve to make the pattern easier to see. The pattern looked like a billowing flame, and a bit like a dragon's tail.

"It seems that since I was very young, this pattern will appear on my face whenever I am excited. At the same time, my heartbeat and pulse will speed up, and my murderous intent will also increase!"

"Sure enough..." With the help of the Blood Demon's special vision, Blood Knife can see the flow of blood in the opponent's body. At this time, just as Evil said, the blood in his body is flowing at an alarming speed, and his heartbeat is also beating rapidly. Pangbo's vitality is transmitted to his whole body, like a sports car running at full speed.

"Warm-up complete!" Evil charged again. The next blow would surely chop off Bloody Knife's head, right? As the price for humiliating him!

Blood Knife bit his left finger and swung it in the air. The oozing blood turned into an extremely thin line. He used the line to hook the body of his dead subordinate and pulled it in front of Evil, performing Originium skills before the other party could chop him down.

The subordinate's body exploded like a bomb, with blood plasma, flesh and internal organs flying everywhere. The impact force also knocked the aggressive evil away, and Blood Knife took this opportunity to escape.

"He is indeed a very interesting guy~ But I heard that swordsmen who awaken the markings cannot live past the age of 25, which is a pity..."

When Evil got up from the ground, he saw his body covered in sticky internal organs and blood plasma. He smelled a foul odor. As a Rupert, he couldn't help but vomit. As for the blood knife, it had already disappeared...

"Ahhhhhhhh!!! God! Please fuck me to death!" He roared in grief and hatred, and then vomited. He was really in a miserable state.

Later, Evil used the fresh water in the jeep to wash the exposed skin, and took clean clothes from the body of his companion to change into. This confirmed his idea of ​​carrying more clothes on future missions. When he was about to drive to Longmen with the body of his companion, he heard the sound of something falling to the ground behind him.

"Haha~" A woman's cold laugh came, with a feeling of gloating.

evil turned around and saw General Wan with his hands behind his back, and the bodies of his subordinates who had been chopped down by the Blood Knife and a large pool of blood. She opened her eyes wide and the corners of her mouth curled up with some joy, just like a parent who sees a three-year-old child build a castle with building blocks.

Wan Sui asked: "Did you do all this?"

"So what?" Evil bent down and said alertly. He had long felt that there was something wrong with the woman opposite him, and he would attack her if she did anything wrong.

Wan obviously saw the patterns on Evil's cheeks and forehead, and also saw the saber that couldn't be sheathed because the blade was still hot. Suddenly, he said to Evil with great interest:

"Try to hit me with that?"

She stretched out her right finger and stuck the saber in the mud, perhaps to test the extent of the opponent's strength.

"What?" Evil had never heard of such a request.

That’s all for today.

Postscript: Evil starts with a three-piece set (transparency, red blade, and patterns), but it is still not enough in front of those monsters. The first thing Chi Xiao needs to get started is the red blade (refer to Lao Chen, the red blade is the basis), and the patterns...you can understand the patterns on Nian and Wan as normalized patterns.

Wan: Even Brother Qicheng Hongdao can do this, take it away quickly (waving his hand)

Volume 24: Chapter Chapter Be my son

The woman in front of me has a surge of energy

, like a raging tsunami or a boiling volcano, rolling and engulfing all living things in its path! In front of it, all individuals will become insignificant.

Out of survival instinct, evil quickly turned sideways, pulled out the red knife stuck in the ground, and pointed the tip of the knife at the woman.

The woman's whole body was full of flaws, as it should be, but everything changed in an instant, the moment her dark eyes opened completely.

Just looking at the woman's pure black pupils without a single ray of light made Evil's entire body numb and even his breathing became difficult, as if he was trapped by an invisible stone wall. The air around him was like a sticky liquid, and it would take all the strength of an ordinary person just to maintain a standing position...

"So disgusting... This feeling... I want to vomit..." Evil's hands holding the knife trembled uncontrollably, "Is this what pressure is? My body is instinctively alert, so my muscles are stiff and I can't move..."

Evil used his sharp canine teeth to peck a small piece of flesh in his mouth. The tip of his tongue tasted like rust and blood. The stinging pain made him sober up a little, and his body regained consciousness. He held the saber in his hand tighter. To him, the saber was like a straw for a drowning man.

The woman on the other side has no equipment, so how will she attack? Punch and kick? Or a beam-like spell attack? Or is she actually holding an invisible blade in her hand? Or can she actually inflict heavy damage to the opponent with just her thoughts?

Since she is the sister of that "Nian", she must have some extraordinary qualities.

"What's wrong? You're not going to attack?" The woman asked provocatively, as if she had guessed Evil's intention, "Or do you want me to make the first move?"

“Then…” The woman raised her right hand and chopped it through the air with a knife. The seemingly careless action actually contained great power. When the knife passed through the air, a crescent-shaped red light wave was generated. It could also be some kind of "sword energy"?

The dark red sword energy attacked with astonishing momentum, and evil dodged reflexively. It was the first time in his life that he felt a chill down his spine. Behind him, there were explosions caused by the collapse of buildings and the cutting of gas lines, and the sounds could be heard from far away.

Evil could tell from the sound that the woman's casual move was very terrifying in terms of both the range and strength of the attack, and probably destroyed most of the abandoned block. This was once a small town with thousands of people living here, but due to natural disasters and other factors, the residents moved away one after another, and now it occasionally serves as a transit station for deliverymen and natural disaster messengers.

"Sister's Death Knife," Wan raised his right hand, "This is the name I gave this move. Sounds good, right? It was the ultimate killer move I realized out of extreme sadness after I found out that Nian had robbed my small treasury for a movie."

"What nonsense!", evil cursed in his heart. This funny name was complete nonsense. That move must have a more formal name. And from the opponent's attitude, it can be seen that the move was not taken seriously and was just a test, just like using bamboo sticks to tease grasshoppers when fighting katydids in the countryside.

"If she's serious, she can kill me in an instant..." Evil came to this conclusion. How can I survive from such a guy?

I can only try my best to cut her with the knife, right?

Although he didn't know why the woman would make such a request, he thought that she would spare his life if his request was met. "Why do I always encounter such weird perverts?!" Evil thought as he regrouped.

"You regained your composure so quickly?" Wan Shan put his hand on his chin with emotion, "Well~ Since my blood is flowing in your body, it's normal for you to do this, right?"

"What on earth is she talking about..." Evil's breathing rate quickened, and his heartbeat and pulse also quickened. As his body temperature continued to rise, the patterns on his forehead and cheeks became brighter.

⒈ Ling Yiqi (IV) I am a group of leeks

Wan narrowed his eyes and speculated on the opponent's actions, "Are you trying to use your power in an instant to achieve an unexpected effect?"

"My body temperature has risen to the limit of what I can bear now..." The steam rising from evil's body was more obvious in the cold winter wind. The heat and water in his body were being lost madly. This extreme state could only be maintained for thirty seconds at a time and would cause damage to the body.

"Let's end this quickly!" Evil used his strongest killer move and rushed towards Wan. Wan underestimated his enemy and did not notice anything wrong with Evil at this moment.

"Why are you rushing towards me again... At least give me a fake move..." Wan casually slapped the boy who was so close to him, but when his palm touched his head, it went straight through. "Hallucination?" Wan's pupils contracted and he immediately reacted, "Is this a mental spell?"

If it was just an afterimage, she would be able to distinguish it easily. The figure that was sundered in front of her eyes dissipated like mist, and it also had temperature, which might even confuse the drone's thermal sensing device.

"Smell of sweat?" Wan smelled the scent emitted by the mist, and she quickly understood what was going on, "That's it... the shadow equation of f91...", and then a faint murderous aura came from the right hand side, there was no need to think about what would happen.

Wan turned sideways to face the other party and smiled. She opened her arms and closed her eyes, showing a peaceful expression. She didn't even flinch, and stood still as if to reward the other party.

Cut it with a knife.

Evil was obviously shocked by the woman's crazy behavior, but at that time, the red sword that was boiling to the extreme could not be retracted. He could only watch helplessly as the red sword that could cut the powerful Sarkaz in half cut through the woman's chest... cut open her internal organs...

Nothing happened. Evil retreated and looked down at his broken red sword. The broken surface melted as if it had touched magma.

The word "Yan Country" on the chest of the woman's cheap sportswear was cut horizontally, and the originally tight sportswear became an open-chested style. The previous slash only left a red mark on her chest that could not even be called a "scratch". The moment the red knife touched her, it was broken by some external force, like an egg smashed against a stone.

The woman raised her hands and clapped, "Congratulations, I am very satisfied with your performance just now..."

After the intense exercise, Evil could hardly stand up. He knelt on one knee, thinking he had escaped, but the woman opposite him said:

"Be my son!" He said with his arms folded across his chest.

"Ah?!" Evil frowned. What kind of rude request is this? It seems that the strong men in this land are more or less perverted.