Chapter 180
Chapter 180
ugly.
terror.
Nausea.
This was White Scorpion's impression of the ugly old man. Looking at the cruel and bloodthirsty old man, even the usually calm and collected White Scorpion couldn't help but tremble and ask:
"What...what are you?!"
Click~
Faced with the trembling question from the white scorpion, the ugly old man pulled his long staff from the ground and began to pace in the blood pool, which began to boil because of his actions.
“I have been learning Taoist arts at Fangcuntai since I was a child. Although I can’t be considered to have great supernatural powers, I can still call myself a True Person in the eyes of you juniors.”
"Later, by chance, I came into contact with blood magic. There were gains and losses. The exciting blood magic I obtained lost its appearance and grew into a bloody eye-shaped fleshy lump."
"There's no such thing as a free lunch, and I accept that."
As he spoke, the ugly old man suddenly raised the long cane in his hand.
"Over the years, I have long forgotten my own name, but you may call me..."
"Master Hyakume!"
call!
Suddenly, Master Baimu swung his long staff forcefully, and the blood pool on the ground began to surge violently. In a short while, a blood dragon flew out of the blood pool and flew straight towards the dumbfounded white scorpion.
Roar! !
Before the Blood Dragon arrived, the Hundred-Eyed Immortal shook his long staff again. The eyes on the fleshy mass on his back began to move. When those eyes met the white scorpion's eyes, the white scorpion felt his body stiffen and for a moment found it difficult to control his movements.
Roar! !
Just as the blood dragon was about to bite, a small figure stood in front of the white scorpion at the critical moment. Upon closer inspection, it turned out to be the little white scorpion that had been blasted away by Master Baimu earlier.
Bang!
The blood dragon exploded on the little white scorpion, and the powerful impact caused the little white scorpion to fall to the ground.
However, this was not the end. Looking at the little white scorpion's body again, there were large chunks of bloodstains. The bloodstains were boiling and surging on the little white scorpion's body, and soon began to corrode it.
So cruel!
The white scorpion was shocked to see this. He hadn’t expected the black blood to be so terrifying. Fortunately, the little white scorpion had blocked the attack for him, otherwise he dared not imagine the consequences.
At this moment, he also broke free from that strange stiffness. Facing the aggressive Hundred-Eyed Master, White Scorpion did not dare to fight him head-on. He had no choice but to retreat into the room and rely on the many shelves inside to resist the Hundred-Eyed Master's attacks.
Da da da da da da!
Master Baimu kept waving his long staff, and with each swing, a large amount of black blood flew out. Under the powerful corrosive effect of the black blood, the shelves were destroyed one by one.
Originally, White Scorpion was chasing Hundred-Eyed Master, relying on his stance to evade; now, Hundred-Eyed Master is chasing, and White Scorpion is relying on his stance to evade. The shift in attack and defense between the two is quite poignant.
"Little baby, where are you?"
"I've already reserved a place for you, just waiting for you to become one with me!"
Jie Jie Jie!
Hearing the hoarse, shrill, delirious words, White Scorpion frowned involuntarily. However, his current situation was indeed very bad. The space inside the room was ultimately limited, and he couldn't hide forever.
At this rate of blood-spitting, it won't be long before he completely corrodes all the shelves in the room. At that point, he'll have nowhere to hide and will be a lamb to the slaughter.
We must find a way to break this deadlock!
White Scorpion leaned against the shelf, deep in thought, when his hand accidentally touched the bloodstains beside him.
Oops!
hum!
The moment White Scorpion realized something was wrong, a buzzing sound instantly filled his head, and he instinctively closed his eyes.
But what appeared after closing my eyes was not darkness, but a blood-red sky, and what was embedded in the sky were not stars, but bloodshot red eyes.
Those bloodshot eyes stared straight at him, as if they could devour him. White Scorpion subconsciously lowered his head to avoid eye contact, and just then...
His body... is now covered with countless eyeballs!
"what!!"
White Scorpion screamed and opened his eyes. He was panting heavily as he broke free from the illusion. His back was soaked with sweat. The illusion lasted only a few seconds, but it had brought him an unforgettable impact.
"Damn it."
White Scorpion forced himself to swallow, and thankfully his will was strong, otherwise he would have been knocked unconscious by that scene. He had gradually calmed down by then, and just then, he suddenly realized that something was wrong.
wrong!
Why is there suddenly no sound!
The white scorpion, who had been keeping his head down to calm down, instinctively raised his head with a look of terror, only to be met with an ugly, maniacal smile.
"Got you!"
boom! ! !
A loud bang echoed in the slaughterhouse, and the shelf that the white scorpion was leaning against collapsed with a crash, leaving only a chilling cloud of blood mist that exploded outwards.
call out!
Suddenly, a figure with incredible speed burst out of the blood mist. After emerging from the mist, he moved away at an astonishing speed and then knelt down in a corner.
Hoo-ha-hoo-ha-ha-ha
White Scorpion was panting heavily. He was in a very bad situation. His face was a mess, and his right hand was in the most danger.
A sharp pain rang out, and White Scorpion looked down to find that half of his right hand had turned blood black, a sight that made his heart sink.
Moreover, the black blood, like a virus, not only clung to the white scorpion's right hand but also crawled through it towards his body, as if trying to spread the virus throughout him.
Damn!
White Scorpion knew he couldn't hesitate any longer. He raised the white blade in his left hand and decisively slashed down at his right hand, which was already infected by black blood.
Pfft!
Boom!
A severed limb, corroded to a blood-black color, fell to the ground with a dull thud.
Um~
White Scorpion groaned, appearing to be in very poor condition. Fortunately, he had already cut off his infected right hand, so at least for now, he seemed to be out of danger.
but........
Ta~ta~ta~
The sound of a long staff striking the ground rang out, and a hunched figure emerged from the blood mist. The person smiled and looked at the kneeling white scorpion with a playful gaze.
"how?"
"Was my blood magic skillful enough?"
"The pain of losing an arm must be unbearable, right?"
"Sigh...it's just a pity..."
“I originally wanted to take you in as a living person, so that the ‘child’ would have a higher natural talent.”
"But you're such a stubborn child, repeatedly resisting me, what a pity... what a pity..."
Jie Jie Jie!
Looking at the Hundred-Eyed True Man's sinister laughter, White Scorpion's eyes first darkened, but quickly turned extremely fierce!
asshole!
You want me dead? Well, I'll live!
White Scorpion, enduring excruciating pain, stood up abruptly from the ground, and his body began to tremble again, as if something else was trying to separate from him.
Buzz~~
This tremor was even more intense than before. Upon closer inspection, the figure that was about to separate actually split into two, each prying off to the left and right of the white scorpion.
Separation is accompanied by immense pain, which is not pleasant. But looking at the playful expression on the face of the Hundred-Eyed True Man in the distance, the White Scorpion, whose expression was pained, clenched his teeth and suddenly placed his hand on his heart, then clenched it tightly.
I want you to die!
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