Chapter 1358 1330. Drinking blood
Active light red fighting spirit flames exploded from Lan En's body.
"Bang bang bang" three times in a row! One blast after another!
These movements and movements are all consistent with the [Charged Slash] feature in [Great Sword Technique]!
However, the fighting spirit that had been accumulated to the limit through the [Great Sword Technique] was still burning on Lan En's body.
But his movements were not similar to the posture when using a great sword.
That is not a normal [Charged Slash] release action.
that is
[Charged Slash·Dragon Flash]!
The long knife swung down directly brought up a huge vacuum air blade that distorted and refracted the light!
With the blessing of the core idea of [Great Sword Technique], the charged heavy blows, even the sword energy in the air, which was supposed to distort the air and look like a transparent barrier, now took on a strange and vivid luster.
The light red light that vibrates with fighting spirit comes from the vitality in Lan En's body.
And that faint but real gleaming white light is the [Light of the Double Sacred Trees] contaminated from the blade!
At this time, Lan En, even if he swung the sword casually, once he used the airflow blade technique, the sword light would be more explosive and spread further than when he used [Dragon Flash] exclusively before.
This is mainly due to his further training and the advancement of the Space Marine surgery progress, which resulted in a jump in his basic quality.
In this situation, if he concentrates on using [Dragon Flash] now, the surging vacuum air blade can basically divide this huge sea of flowers into two halves.
But now, this is no ordinary [Dragon Flash].
The communication between the mind and the biochemical brain only takes a moment.
And a moment later, the surging and violent air blade that had been improved and integrated through techniques had been chopped off by the demon hunter's hand!
With a touch of light red fighting spirit flame, the blade of swordsmanship went from the ground towards the moon **** who was protecting himself with tentacles.
Mud and rocks are like soft tofu in front of this air blade.
Without the ability to resist, a sharp and smooth knife mark was plowed out.
Those quiet white petals were carried by the air blade and flew up.
The dripping murderous sword energy and the quiet petal fragments were entangled and flying around each other under the blood-red moonlight, and a sense of tranquility and eternity suddenly emerged.
But from the perspective of the Moon God, this beautiful sword does not look 'beautiful' at all.
"Bang!"
A loud bang!
After the surging air blade hit the tentacles surrounding the Moon God, it didn't feel like a sharp blade was cutting, but like a powerful force colliding directly with a powerful defense!
I don’t know what defensive means the Moon God used, but in short, the cutting performance of this knife was dispersed by him into pushing and pushing.
But it doesn’t feel good either!
His deformed claws gripped the ground tightly, as if all the impact on his body was directed into the ground.
Using the tentacles He placed in front of him for defense as the boundary, the ground He was standing on was directly hit and cracked open!
The horizontal cracks overlapped with the cuts made by the air blade plowing vertically in front of it, making it look like a headless cross.
On the dark purple tentacle in front, the area directly contacted by the air blade kept making a burning sound.
And the Moon God still couldn't suppress his distant and ethereal sound, which was incomprehensible to humans and was more like the scream of a wild beast.
Perhaps compared to normal humans, ignorant beasts are more in tune with the 'truth' of this world.
"ah!!"
The screams echoed back and forth in the three hollows on Luna's face.
Soon, the burning sound of 'La La' was mixed with the sound of some juice-filled flesh being violently cut.
It was like a saw sliding onto pork, and the sticky fat and blood made a sizzling sound amid the friction of the densely packed toothed blades.
Luna did put up some defensive moves.
Being able to go from not even being proficient in controlling the material body to being able to develop some special skills for this body in a matter of minutes.
The horror of a life form like the Ancient God is completely true in every sense of the word.
Even if they are not in the high latitudes they are familiar with.
But in this race for 'progress', Luna has been the passive party from beginning to end!
And the three deep holes on his face were always staring at Lan En motionless.
"Ding~"
A cross-shaped blood-red light burst out from that deformed face!
After the flash of red light, nothing seemed to happen.
Originally, the intensity of the battle between Luna and Lan En had reached the point where any movement would almost blow up the entire sea of flowers.
If it hadn't been for the automatic restoration in the dream, then I don't know what the shape of this mountain with a sea of flowers would have been cut into.
But now, after a burst of red light, except for a distant and heavy sharp sound when the red light first appeared, not even a single petal seemed to shake.
The sea of flowers, which was no longer damaged, returned to its quiet and beautiful appearance.
But the demon hunter who had just slashed out a knife that almost cut the ancient **** into pieces made a "click" sound on his gauntlet, and then he let go and then forcibly grasped the handle of the knife again.
Lan En felt as if his body had been drained of energy in an instant.
All strength, all vitality, and even thinking and consciousness have become difficult and thin after this moment, and the situation is getting worse.
He was almost helpless, and suddenly he knelt on the ground, facing the direction of the moon **** who had cut off one leg and one hand.
Only the Arondette in his hand was inserted into the ground to hold him up, which prevented him from falling directly to the ground.
'The blood in my body is empty'
He was running his thoughts hard, and in an instant he emptied the blood in his body. Not only the blood in the main blood vessels, but also the capillaries on the skin, and the blood deep into the organs and brain. All were empty!
Because of this, Lan Encai's thoughts were as stagnant as a corpse approaching death.
His face turned extremely pale in an instant. It would be impossible for a witcher to look so pale even if he drank too much potion!
No. It's not 'like' a corpse!
Even if it is a dead person who has been dead for an hour, his body will never be like Lan En now, without even a drop of flowing blood!
"No! Wait, sir! But according to my test, your blood indicators are completely normal!"
Mentos never expected that after his authority was upgraded, he would do this right in front of him!
It was so anxious that it almost blinded Lan En's retina!
"Your blood is flowing normally! I'm sure! Sir!"
‘That’s not blood, or that’s not blood in the normal sense. ’
Lan En now has no strength to even move his lips.
But his eyes were still passively observing.
This ability seems to be similar to that of blood-sucking creatures, except that it drains blood from the human body.
But in the previous preparation process, Lan En's [Spiritual Vision] was stimulated and his ability skyrocketed. Even if the final effect is simple, the principle is certainly not simple.
This is not 'blood-sucking', nor is it 'blood-burning'.
When Lan En's [Spirit Vision] observed the red light, he vaguely understood some traces.
-The Moon God used his essence as a high-dimensional life form.
He tampered with the appearance of the blood flowing in Lan En's body.
In Lan En's blood vessels, the red liquid responsible for carrying nutrients and oxygen still exists, but they no longer serve the consciousness of 'Lan En'.
The normal blood flow detected by Mentos is only normal at the physical level.
Just like the empty blood on the character's health bar in the game, does it exist? It should exist.
But does it work?
it goes without saying.
‘One minute,’ at the level of [spiritual vision], the whisper from the ancient **** came just right, “Your consciousness can only last one minute.”
Lan En stiffly and reluctantly raised his head at a slight angle.
And in the distance, the Moon God who had just chopped half of his body into pieces fell to the ground.
At this time, he had no intention of struggling at all, nor did he have any intention of dragging his body forward and slapping him to death.
Instead, he just lay quietly, staring at him quietly with the three holes on his deformed face.
In fact, the bleeding severed limb stretched in his direction.
'Come on, Lann, my boy. ’
'Drink your first blood. ’