Soul echo

Chapter 296 Demon of Void

The sun was setting at the right time, and it was dusk, and the bloody setting sun was shining on the earth.

Under the crimson sky that was scorched by flames, thousands of shadows danced wildly.

Lily Lieber's eyes trembled, and the strange, huge, twisted, and evil figure was reflected in the pupils.

Lilian, who was standing aside, also felt out of control, and a message flashed in front of her eyes - [You have fallen into a state of 'shock'].

At this moment, Zhong Ye's eyes lit up, and he transmitted his will to Lilian and the others through spiritual energy, awakening them again.

After recovering, Lily felt that her whole body was drenched in sweat, and she couldn't help shivering after being blown by the cold wind.

"Go outside the manor!"

Zhong Ye didn't turn his head, his eyes were fixed on the mountain of flesh and blood, but he told Lilian and the others: "Before we entered the manor, we saw a group of lunatics outside the manor. If there is no accident, those lunatics are very likely I will be inspired by the abyss, and I need your support outside, so go!"

As soon as they heard this, they knew that Zhong Ye was sending them away, but they couldn't help them if they stayed here.

Lily clenched the handle of the ax and gun, took a deep look at Zhong Ye, turned her head and walked away quickly.

"Teacher, be more careful!" Lilian followed Lily Lieber's footsteps and stayed away from the battlefield.

They hadn't run far when a loud bang came from behind, almost piercing their eardrums, and then, the violent vibration caught up with their footsteps, making them stagger.

Lilian and the others couldn't help looking back, and saw the giant flesh and blood beast with its back facing the setting sun slamming its tentacles down on the ground.

The place where Zhong Ye was originally standing was dusty, and they couldn't catch Zhong Ye's figure at all.

But they all knew that Zhong Ye must still be alive!

Just after they turned their heads and left without hesitation, the gust of wind created by the swing of the long knife shredded the flying smoke and dust, and the slapped tentacle was also cut off.

Strength...not strong!

Zhong Ye looked up and glanced at the giant flesh and blood beast, a storm of thoughts blew up in his mind.

After all, it is only a body of flesh and blood. If the force reaches a certain level, the tentacles will collapse on their own before the force reaches the end.

Therefore, what he felt just now was only the muscle strength of the tentacles, at best only tens of tons.

It is naturally impossible to hard connect, but as long as you find the structural weakness and force point, you can easily resolve the attack.

Suck--

The scattered dust suddenly rolled back, and Zhong Ye's eyes became more and more calm.

On the contrary, his muscular strength is completely released, and his body seems to have expanded a bit.

Count Marta waved his tentacles, this time, it was no longer one.

Zhong Ye has already seen the counterattack launched by Zhong Ye when facing a tentacle, now, it wants to see how Zhong Ye resolves the attack from all directions.

More than a dozen tentacles waved at the same time, the air was torn apart, and there was a painful whine.

Zhong Ye stepped forward and leaned forward.

Muscles are like springs, compressed by the force applied little by little, and before the bones give a warning, the vigorous force bursts from the bottom of the feet.

The shoes that he had just put on after entering Earl Marta's mansion burst instantly. When these rags were flying in the wind, Zhong Ye's figure slammed through the atmosphere like an indomitable train.

The first tentacle that came down was slid away by the expanding air, and the next two, three, four, five... all tentacles were left far behind by Zhong Ye.

A dozen or so tentacles that fell through the air immediately rolled back, and more tentacles popped out of the flesh and blood one after another.

It's just that these tentacles didn't exert their muscle strength at all, neither the air pushed over nor the sounds of muscles wriggling and joint twisting didn't reach the limit.

——There is nothing to be afraid of!
The movement trajectory of each tentacle was presented in his mind. Zhong Ye swung the long knife ahead of time. When the long knife reached the most suitable position for exerting force, the first tentacle appeared in front of his eyes, and the tip was reflected in the above the pupil.

Then, break!
The blade cut into the flesh and blood along the middle line of the tentacles, and continued to move forward under the tremendous force.

When other tentacles struck, Zhong Ye's iris suddenly lit up, and those flesh and blood collided with the incomparably strong barrier of will, instantly turning into a ball of minced meat.

Not only did Earl Marta feel no pain from the shattered tentacles, but the eyes that grew out of flesh and blood even shone with a strange brilliance.

As a result, the psionic energy accumulated for decades surged in, like a tide, directly rushing towards Zhong Ye without any reaction or interference with the tentacles.

Just at the right time, Zhong Ye turned his wrist, the power was transmitted to his toes, and his body jumped up.

He turned over and jumped onto this tentacle, letting the tide of psionic energy flow from below, raised his head again, and looked at the huge flesh and blood that was already close in front of him.

Surrounded by a sea of ​​wriggling tentacles, it was like being in a pile of pythons.

One after another, the 'boa constrictors' raised their heads and looked at him.

In an instant, mad snakes danced wildly!

The boundless sea of ​​tentacles surged up and attacked Zhong Ye's location one after another.

But Zhong Ye jumped up before the first tentacle struck, using spiritual energy to create a platform under his feet.

This air-condensed platform is not very big, but it is strong enough to withstand Zhong Ye's pedaling.

- Bang!

Zhong Ye kicked down, and the bursting platform turned into a strong wind, knocking away the tentacles that were attacking, and at the same time pushing Zhong Ye's body forward to accelerate.

Like a shooting star, Zhong Ye fell on the mass of flesh and blood, and the powerful impact even knocked the flesh and blood out of order.

Due to the weight of his body, Count Marta couldn't pull his body's center of gravity back after tilting, and fell heavily to the ground.

At this moment, Count Marta uttered his first cry of pain after the battle began.

Countless tentacles were driven upwards, and when they reached midair, Count Marta manipulated these limbs and hit his body.

The overwhelming rain of tentacles fell from the sky, covering all the light, and Zhong Ye fell into darkness before his eyes.

But it doesn't matter, even if he can't see anything, he can still capture the movement of those tentacles and the spiritual energy hidden in them with only hearing and feeling.

--call!

Zhong Ye exhaled a deep breath, as if a flame was ignited in his chest.

accelerate!accelerate!accelerate!
The heart pumped violently, and the speed of blood circulation accelerated accordingly. Amidst this, the breath surged.

The power was squeezed out of the cells, and then returned again, injected into the limbs and bones.

In this dark and claustrophobic space, a violent wind blew.

The blade danced wildly, cutting off the incoming tentacles one after another, and even the invisible spiritual energy was cut to pieces.

The flesh and blood under his feet surged, climbing up from his ankles.

When Zhong Ye cut off all the tentacles and allowed himself to see the sky again, flesh and blood had already spread to his waist.

Without even looking at it, he stepped forward, and the powerful force directly tore the flesh and blood that wrapped his body.

Sensing Earl Marta's 'soul', Zhong Ye walked forward.

At the same time, the momentum continued to rise.

"From victim to perpetrator..."

Zhong Ye whispered: "Don't you feel anything yourself?"

Why is Count Marta besieging himself at home?Why buy art at all costs?Why can he be sensed from hundreds of meters away?Why are you willing to give your cherished and precious works of art in order to see the art of 'Wu'?
All this is because Count Marta is a 'victim'.

Because he, like Nemo, is a poor man who is influenced by evil gods and cursed.

However, when this poor man changed from 'victim' to 'perpetrator', he was no longer pitiful.

- He has taken a firm step towards the 'demon'!
From this moment on, he is no longer a human being, nor a cultist, but a 'demon'.

You are a devil, you deserve to die!

(End of this chapter)