559 Ancestors show the way

At first, I felt very good and refreshed. After the revenge was successful, my body was lightened by two pounds. After about three minutes, I sneeze, maybe the dust is choking, it doesn't matter.

In the following time, the blood kiss was in an inexplicable state of excitement,

It was as if he had walked into the small room with his younger sister's hand when he was fifteen. Even in this spooky castle, he could not help humming in front of him. Come.

smile.

"What are you laughing at?" After receiving temporary treatment, Liz looked at him puzzled.

Blood Kiss covered his mouth and shook his head and said, "I remembered something happy."

Beside him, the assistant who bandaged him also burst out laughing, not knowing why.

When Liz looked over, he froze for a moment, and tried to converge his smile, trying to prove his professionalism in a serious manner.

"Sorry, I also remembered something happy."

Liz looked at him suspiciously, his expression gradually dimming.

Her palm rested on the stone-toothed sword behind her, and she suddenly asked, "Is the two of you ... the happy thing I remember? Is it the same thing?"

"Ok?"

Blood kissed for a moment, "What's wrong? No, no, Ms. Liz, we're not making fun of you, I just ..."

He was a little anxious and sneezed again.

Then I saw that the faces of several Ivy League men looked ugly. Those men took a few steps back and pressed their palms on their weapons.

"Wait, is there any misunderstanding?"

He raised his hands to show harmlessness, stepped forward to explain, but saw Liz waving his hand, and the stone-toothed sword drew a straight line on the ground.

"Just be there." Liz's expression was sober: "Sit down, Samson, don't get closer."

"What's wrong? Suddenly so serious?"

Blood kissed for a long time, and he couldn't help Keke laughing, he couldn't stop laughing—soon, he saw the assistant's horrified eyes.

The man stumbled back, unbelievable.

And just on the assistant's face, between the muzzle and nose, a layer of dark green hyphae extended silently.

"Hey, your face."

Blood Kiss frowned, trying hard to put away a smile: "What's going on with your face!"

The assistant's face grew paler and moved backwards, almost falling to the corner of the wall: "You, you have a problem with your face!"

The blood kiss stayed in place.

Unconsciously pulled out the knife in the boot. Suddenly, the smooth blade illuminated the sickly face, trying hard to frown, unable to converge the smile.

And countless hyphae that creep like living creatures between the eyes, ears, nose and nose.

Colorful.

Red, green, blue, white, black, and red, red, red ...

He moved his mouth stiffly, only to see a gap cracked in his gradually numb face. From the gap, some kind of liquid seemed to be mixed in the blood in the creeping darkness, and it penetrated little by little.

Like a nightmare, the rapid transpiration formed a vague black smoke.

And he held the palm of the dagger, under the fingernails, the mycelium grew rapidly one by one, entangled on the knife body of the dagger, causing the knife body to quickly decay and shatter.

Snapped!

On the gradually decayed knife, his broken eyes were reflected in the end.

The pair of evil eyes that were frightening and distraught were full of abnormal excitement, but now, they almost burst into the light of the scorching sun.

Numerous bubbles of color emerged from the light and rapidly multiplied. In the end, even those eyes couldn't accommodate them, bursting the eyes, turning into illusion-like mist, rising from the broken eyes.

"what happened……"

Involuntary, the blood kiss exclaimed: "Save me, save me !!!"

The skin that had lost its flexibility resembled leather that had failed tanning, and with his movements, it made small cracked sounds and cracked.

Under the broken skin, countless mycelium and black blood flowed out, sticky drops.

In the blood, a plume of dark and ink-like colors spread rapidly, wriggling, condensing into beads from the pool of blood, unbelievably separated from the blood and gravity, and suspended in the air.

One drop, one drop, another drop, as dark as night.

As if you can't see the nightmare at the end.

Countless hyphae extend from the rift of the body, entangled in the black liquid. And in the layers of mycelium, the tragic cry of blood kiss finally burst out.

With the boiling of blood, countless infections were caused by nightmares, and the source of the lesions completely eroded the deformed sacred marks. The fierce poison from the rotting dream is rapidly transforming his body, absorbing the ubiquitous **** precipitation ...

Pale mist filled with countless bubbles rose from his broken eyes.

Coming soon.

The stone toothed sword roared.

Flashed away.

At the next moment, whether it was the poison of those dark nightmares, or the mycelium like a tarsus maggot, and even the blood kissed body, it was torn to pieces by that terrible force.

Fall apart.

In the silence, the head of the blood kiss fell from above the neck and landed on the ground, emitting an empty echo.

No blood spurted.

Only countless rotten dreams turned into dark bubbles, rising from the cavity and quickly dissipating in the air. In the air, an illusion of black feathers fell, fell on the ground, and disappeared with the bubbles.

he died.

But it was not the stone tooth sword that killed him.

Before that time, under the erosion of the poison of the abyss, his sacred mark formed a rotten dream full of countless viciousness and resentment in his body.

In the company of countless curses and fierce companions created in his life, he gradually alienated into a kind of poor worm that could not even scream, and was devastated by nightmares.

Eventually, as the dream shattered, death ushered in together.

Fifteen minutes later, after examining the sleeping assistant in the ice coffin, scholars from the Ivy League walked to Liz.

"It's poison."

The middle-aged man in the protective suit lifted up the bottle in his hand, "A curse poison that is very violent in nature, but not stable before it is excited-really a little curious. Something exquisite. "

"Exquisite?"

Liz frowned, looking down at the crystalline black blood drop in the bottle, which was taken from the assistant's body, the toxin that was asleep under the forcible preservation of the border relics.

"Yes, yes, very subtle."

The scholar narrowed his eyes and said with emotion: "In a simple analysis, I have at least found the characteristics of more than forty **** toxins from it. If there is a professional instrument, I will be able to detect more ... But it is more like in nature It is a source curse spread and spread through blood, and possesses a rather high qualitative change characteristic.

Once excited, it will begin to mutate and spread rapidly, and will show different characteristics for different hosts. This aggressiveness is more like pollution than infections ...

The blood kiss just ate this loss, and when it was discovered, there was no medicine to save it-there were too many traces of curses and toxin use in his body. For this toxin, it is a good petri dish. Replaced by other people's words ... Well, there is no hope that there will be a cure, at least not so badly. "

"Are our antidotes useful?"

"Useful, but not recommended, because it would be bad if it evolved drug resistance. In the absence of a medical environment, it is best to use inhibitors to avoid entering the emergency phase and wait until you return to the resident. Cure. "

After the scholar glanced behind him, he looked at Liz: "Fortunately, there are a lot of other preparatory measures. In addition to Ms. Liz, everyone else must wear a helmet ..."

Liz supported the stone-toothed sword, her face sinking like water: "Is there any bad news? Can you tell me together."

"The signal issued by the drone has been lost. Our intestinal division has conducted divination twice, but no results. The internal space here may have been completely twisted.

"A maze?"

Scholar nodded: "Yes, that's right."

"Any other questions?" Liz asked.

The scholar pondered for a moment and asked, "Are we going to continue? After the death of a leader, the nightmare eyes are a little disobedient. Some people want to talk to us about the price again."

"..."

Liz frowned, seeming to be irritable, silent for a long time, and suddenly sighed: "It is difficult to quit smoking, Mr. Lando-there are always some troublesome problems in this world that you cannot solve."

Landu raised his eyebrows clearly.

In the silence, Liz looked down and stared at the stone-toothed sword in her hand, but she didn't know why, and suddenly laughed.

"Fortunately, there are always some simple problems."

After fifteen minutes, they moved on.

After receiving the rest of God's promise, no one dared to talk to the high priest this time.

.

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Huaixi saw Condela again.

As he walked in this intricate labyrinth, he saw a flashing back from a certain passage between a trajectory filled with death and decay.

His footsteps paused, frowning.

Still a momentary trance.

It seems like an illusion.

"Have you seen any figures?" Huai Shi looked back at the guard.

The guards glanced at each other, shook their heads blankly, and praised piously: "Shengya !!!"

Okay, at least this time I will shake my head.

better.

Huai Shi felt bald for a while and rubbed his swollen forehead: "I wonder if I am a bit too stressed ... In other words, why am I always thrown into various places by the unreliable leader Is n’t Tong Ji ’s saying, 'Will be successful, don't bluff me?'

"Sanya !!!"

The paradise guards once again praised piously, not knowing if they agreed.

The ultimate toolman Huai Shi did not want to speak anymore.

He continued to walk forward, but he walked, and when he looked back, he saw Condra again.

Still flashed.

He stood between the branches, his swollen back ricketing, as if waiting for something.

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There was no attack, no attempt to sneak attack, it seemed that she simply wanted to show her sense of existence, so that Huai Shi's heartbeat jumped to 180 immediately.

"What the **** are you doing ... Do you like scary things like being a ghost!"

Huai Shi was furious and pulled out his sword and walked over, trying to grab the **** and hack him to death.

But when he returned to the fork, he couldn't help looking at the end of the fork where Condra had appeared ... There was a vague footprint left on the ground.

It looks like a sign.

Huai Shi scratched his head in amazement for a long time, a little unbelievable.

What is this?

Is this guy ... giving directions to himself?

(End of this chapter)