Chapter 559 Ancestors Show the Way

I felt very good and refreshed at the beginning. After my revenge was successful, my body and bones lost two kilograms. About three minutes later, I sneezed. Maybe I was choked by dust. It didn't matter.

In the following time, Blood Kiss was in an indescribable state of excitement.

It was just like the feeling he had when he was fifteen years old, holding his little sister's hand and walking into a small room together. Even in this eerie castle, he couldn't help but hum a song while walking in front. Come.

Smile.

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

Xue Kiss covered his mouth, shook his head and said, "I remembered happy things."

Next to him, the assistant who was bandaging him also burst into laughter, not knowing why.

When Liz looked over, he was stunned for a moment and tried hard to suppress his smile, trying to put on a serious look to prove his professionalism.

"Sorry, I also remembered happy things."

Liz looked at him suspiciously, her expression gradually darkening.

She put her palm on the stone-toothed sword behind her and suddenly asked: "You two...are you thinking of the same happy thing?"

"Um?"

Xue Kiss was stunned, "What's wrong? No, no, no, Ms. Liz, we are not making fun of you, I just..."

He got a little anxious and sneezed again.

Then I saw several people from the Ivy League looking ugly. Those people took a few steps back and put their palms on their weapons.

"Wait a minute, is there some misunderstanding?"

He raised his hands to show that he was harmless, and took a step forward to explain, but saw Liz wave her hand, and the stone-toothed sword drew a straight line on the ground.

"Just right there." Liz's expression was solemn: "Sit down, Samson, and don't come any closer."

"What's wrong? Are you so serious all of a sudden?"

Xue Kiss was stunned for a long time and couldn't help but laugh. He couldn't stop laughing - soon, he saw the horrified look in his assistant's eyes.

The man was stumbling back, disbelieving.

And on the assistant's face, between the mouth and nose, a layer of dark green hyphae stretched out silently.

"Hey, your face."

Xue Kiss frowned and tried hard to put away his smile: "What's wrong with your face!"

The assistant's face became paler and he moved back, almost falling into the corner: "You, it's your face that's the problem!"

Blood Kiss stayed in place.

Subconsciously, he pulled out the knife from his boot. Immediately, the smooth blade illuminated the sickly and excited face, the brows that were trying to frown, and the smile that couldn't be restrained.

And there are countless hyphae squirming out between the eyes, ears, mouth and nose like living creatures.

Colorful.

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

He moved his mouth stiffly, only to see a crack open on his gradually numb face. From behind the crack, some kind of liquid that seemed to be crawling in the darkness was mixed with the blood and seeped out bit by bit.

Like a nightmare, it quickly evaporated, forming a faint black smoke.

On the palm of his hand holding the dagger, under the fingernails, hyphae quickly grew out and entangled themselves with the dagger's blade, causing the blade to quickly decay and break.

Snapped!

On the gradually decaying blade, the last thing reflected was his broken pupils.

Those frightening evil eyes were full of abnormal excitement, but now, they were almost as bright as the scorching sun.

Countless bubbles of color emerged from the light and multiplied rapidly. In the end, even the pair of pupils couldn't contain it, and they swelled and split, turning into hallucinatory mist, rising from the broken eyes.

"what happened……"

Involuntarily, Blood Kiss screamed: "Save me, save me!!!"

The skin that had lost its flexibility was like leather that had failed to be tanned. As he moved, it made a small breaking sound and cracked inch by inch.

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

In the blood, wisps of dark, ink-like colors spread rapidly, squirming, condensing from the pool of blood into beads, mysteriously breaking away from the blood and gravity, and suspended in the air.

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

It's like a nightmare with no end in sight.

Countless hyphae extend from the cracks in the body, entangled in the black liquid. And in the shroud of layers of mycelium, the bloody screams of Blood Kiss finally burst out.

As the blood boiled, countless people were infected by nightmares, and the diseased essence completely eroded the deformed stigmata. The fierce poison from the rotten dream is rapidly transforming his body, absorbing the ubiquitous hell sediment...

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

About to explode.

The stone-toothed sword roared.

Gone in a flash.

In the next moment, whether it was the dark nightmare poison, the hyphae like tarsal maggots, or even the body of Blood Kiss inside, they were all torn apart by the ferocious power.

Falling apart.

In the dead silence, Bloodkiss's head fell from his neck and landed on the ground, emitting an empty echo.

No blood spurted out.

Only countless rotten dreams turned into dark bubbles, rising from the cavity and quickly dissipating in the air. In the air, illusive black feathers fell down one by one, landed on the ground, and disappeared without a trace along with the bubbles.

he died.

But it wasn't the stone-toothed sword that killed him.

Long before that, his holy mark had been corroded by the poison of the abyss, forming a rotten dream filled with countless malice and resentment in his body.

Accompanied by countless curses and poisons created throughout his life, he gradually transformed into some kind of pitiful creature who couldn't even scream, and was ravaged in nightmares.

In the end, as the dream was shattered, death came together.

Fifteen minutes later, after checking the sleeping assistant in the ice coffin, the scholar from the Ivy League walked up to Liz.

"It's poison."

The middle-aged man in the protective suit raised the bottle in his hand, "A poison that is very violent in nature, but very stable before it is activated - I am really curious, which researcher can create such a poison?" Subtle stuff.”

"Exquisite?"

Liz frowned and lowered her head to examine the crystalline black drop of blood in the bottle. It was something taken out of the assistant's body, a toxin that was in a sleeping state under the forcible preservation of the border relic.

"Yes, that's right, very subtle."

The scholar narrowed his eyes and sighed: "In the simple analysis just now, I found the characteristics of at least forty kinds of hell toxins. If I have professional instruments, I will definitely be able to detect more... But in essence, it is more like It is a source of curse that spreads and spreads through the blood, and has some rather advanced qualitative characteristics.

Once stimulated, it will begin to mutate and spread rapidly, and will show different characteristics depending on the host. This corrosiveness is more like pollution than infection...

Blood Kiss suffered from this, and by the time he was discovered, there was no cure - there were too many traces of curses and toxins in his body, and for this kind of toxin, he was simply a good petri dish. If it were anyone else...well, I can't say there is any hope of treatment, at least the death wouldn't be so miserable. "

"Does our antidote work?"

"It is useful, but not recommended, because it would be terrible if it evolves resistance. In the absence of a medical environment, it is best to use inhibitors to avoid entering the acute attack period and wait until you return to the station. Treatment.”

The scholar glanced behind him and then looked at Liz: "Fortunately, I have taken a lot of other preparations. Except for you, Ms. Liz, everyone else must wear a helmet..."

Liz held the stone-toothed sword, her face as dark as water: "Is there any other bad news? You can tell me all."

"The drone that sent it has lost its signal. Our intestinal fortune teller has conducted two fortune-tellings, but they have no results. I am afraid that the internal space here has been completely distorted."

"A maze?"

The scholar nodded: "That's what you mean."

"Any other questions?" Liz asked.

The scholar pondered for a moment and asked: "Should we continue? After the death of a team leader, the people in Nightmare Eye are a little disobedient. Some people want to renegotiate the price with us."

"..."

Liz frowned, as if irritated, and was silent for a long time, then suddenly sighed: "It's so difficult to quit smoking, Mr. Lando - there are always some troublesome problems in this world that you can't solve."

Lando raised his eyebrows in understanding.

In the silence, Liz lowered her head and stared at the stone-toothed sword in her hand, but for some unknown reason, she suddenly laughed.

"Fortunately, there are solutions to some simple problems."

Fifteen minutes later they moved on.

After receiving the rest promised by God, no one dared to negotiate the price with the high priest this time.

Huaishi saw Condra again.

Just as he was walking in this intricate maze, between the cross roads full of deathly silence and decadence, he saw a fleeting figure from a certain passage.

His steps paused and his brows furrowed.

Still in a daze for a moment.

It seems like an illusion.

"Did you see any figures?" Huai Shi looked back at the escort.

The guards looked at each other, shook their heads blankly, and praised devoutly: "Holy!!!"

Well, at least I'm shaking my head this time.

better.

Huai Shi felt that she was bald and rubbed her swollen forehead: "I wonder if I am under too much pressure... By the way, why am I always thrown into all kinds of hellish places by unreliable leaders? ? Isn’t it possible that Tongji was bluffing me when she said, ‘Every general will become a dead man’?”

"Holy!!!"

The guards of the paradise praised devoutly again, not knowing whether they were expressing their approval.

The ultimate tool man Huai Shi didn't want to talk anymore.

He continued to walk forward, but as he walked, when he looked behind him, he saw Condra's figure again.

Still fleeting.

He stood between the crossroads, his swollen back hunched, as if waiting for something.

When Huaishi took a closer look, he disappeared again.

He didn't attack or attempt a sneak attack. He seemed to simply want to show his presence. He was so frightened that Huai Shi's heartbeat instantly jumped to 180.

"What the hell are you doing...do you like scaring people so much after you turned into a ghost?"

Huai Shi was angry, drew his sword and walked over, wanting to catch the bastard and chop him to death.

But when he returned to the fork in the road, he couldn't help but look at the end of the fork where Condra had appeared... There, there was a faint footprint still left on the ground.

Like a sign.

Huai Shi scratched his head in astonishment and was stunned for a long time, a little unbelievable.

What is this?

Could this guy... be giving me directions?