Death of Douluo

"Is this the end? I'm really... really... so unwilling..."

Mo Fan lowered his head, blood was still dripping, and his eyes weakly opened a gap. The severe pain seemed not to be that painful anymore.

sizzle!

The soul-eating spider made an impatient sound. The thousand-year-old soul beast only had the primitive animal nature. For it without intelligence, Mofan, who had no food, was his food.

puff!

The dark green spider legs brought out bloody flowers, which directly pierced... Mo Fan's heart!

"Is it over...?"

Mo Fan whispered to himself. At this moment, Mo Fan only felt that his heart was empty. The bright red blood was flowing more crazily. The blood-red world gradually dimmed. The cold began to hit. Tiredness and fatigue came like a tide.

Quiet, extremely quiet.

Mo Fan felt like he was falling into an endless abyss, falling, falling.

Scenes from the past six years appeared in Mo Fan's mind.

"Silly boy, you are the only one who is still hunting. It would be nice if you don't get beaten by others..."

"Silly boy, hurry up, old man, I'm almost done drinking..."

"Silly boy, these are the clothes I picked up for you..."

In the endless darkness, Mo Fan saw the figure of the old man in a trance. The corners of Mo Fan's mouth raised slightly, a smile appeared with relief, and he said to the figure: "Old man, I'm sorry to come to you so soon. "

The figure gradually came closer. The familiar face, the broken arm and the lame leg, turned out to be that of an old man.

"You're very tired, go to sleep, go to sleep, you'll be fine when you wake up."

The old man patted Mo Fan's shoulder gently and comforted Mo Fan softly.

"I'm sorry, old man..."

Mo Fan didn't know if the old man in front of him was his hallucination, but looking at the old man's figure, Mo Fan still felt unusually at ease. He was really tired, so he had a good sleep.

The feeling of weightlessness dissipated, and Mo Fan only felt like he was on a soft hotbed. Different from the coldness and despair around him, this warm and comfortable feeling made Mo Fan sink.

"Go to sleep...hahaha!!!"

A strange smile appeared on the corner of the old man's mouth, and his soft voice began to become arrogant. His low and hoarse laughter was filled with an aura that made people feel fear and despair.

The old man turned around and stepped out. His figure gradually became blurry. The endless dark abyss instantly dissipated. The surrounding scenes continued to change, and finally turned into a super luxurious giant manor. If Mo Fan was still awake, he would recognize this manor at a glance. This is exactly where he lived in his previous life.

In Mo Fan's room in his previous life, Mo Fan was lying peacefully on the comfortable big bed, falling into a deep sleep.

The depressing aura of blood and white emanated from the old man's body, no, it should be said that it emanated from another... Mo Fan's body.

Snow-white skin, long blood-colored hair, hanging to the ground like a waterfall, wearing a tight-fitting white robe, which spread out from the waist to be extremely domineering. What is strange is that Mo Fan's eyes, pure black eye whites, and blood-colored pupils, are just a The look makes people feel despair and fear.

The blood-haired Mo Fan showed an arrogant smile, and his sharp and hoarse voice made people's hearts tremble. He twisted his head, fiddled and squeezed his fingers, and his blood-colored nails were glowing with blood. This blood-haired Mo Fan could no longer be described as arrogant, that was A combination of evil, madness, madness and evil.

Blood-haired Mofan was walking out of the room when suddenly a cold light shot towards him. Blood-haired Mofan's open smile did not change. He raised his hand and grasped it, and a strange long knife appeared in Blood-haired Mofan's face. In Mo Fan’s hands.

"Ha ha!"

The blood-haired Mo Fan looked at the long knife in his hand and let out a deep laugh that sounded like metal tearing apart. His blood-stained pupils looked towards the direction of the cold light intentionally or unintentionally.

It was a black figure. The figure seemed to be asleep, leaning on the side of the door. His eyes did not open, and he seemed to ignore the blood-haired Mo Fan.

The black figure ignored the blood-haired Mo Fan, and the blood-haired Mo Fan also didn't want to pay attention to the black figure. He casually put the long knife on his shoulder and continued walking out of the room.

The black figure closed his eyes. After the blood-haired Mo Fan left, he slowly opened his eyes and looked at Mo Fan lying on the bed quietly, with a calm expression without any disturbance.

If you look carefully, you can see that this black figure looks exactly like Mo Fan and the blood-haired Mo Fan...

......

The Soul-Eating Demonic Spider stared at Mo Fan and let out an excited neigh. Soul-eating Demonic Pearl's favorite food is soul, and human souls are an excellent delicacy for the Soul-Eating Demonic Spider.

Just when the Soul-Eating Demonic Spider was about to devour Mo Fan's soul, a sudden change occurred!

Mo Fan, who was already dead, suddenly opened his eyes, with black eye whites and blood-colored pupils. An evil, ominous, depraved and oppressive feeling surged out of Mo Fan's body like a tide.

"Roar......"

A low, hoarse, crazy roar came from Mo Fan's mouth, and the corners of his mouth began to rise arrogantly. It was not clear whether it was a roar or a maniacal laugh. White bone material began to spread from the corners of Mo Fan's eyes, turning into a mask to cover Mo Fan's cheeks. Leaving behind those ominous black eyes.

The mask is carved with blood-colored lines that are wild and domineering. The tooth blades seem to be able to devour everything. They seem to be able to tear your neck apart in the next second. The two sharp long horns at the top of the mask stand in the sky. , the short black hair turned blood red and began to grow crazily.

In an instant, the pure white bone material began to spread towards Mo Fan's body, and Mo Fan's figure grew and changed at a speed visible to the naked eye.

When the white bones spread all over Mo Fan's body, the depraved, ominous, evil aura and oppressive force reached an extreme. In an instant, the whole world seemed to be filled with a red aura of madness.

At this moment, Mo Fan didn't look like a human being. His five fingers had clear bones, like sharp blades, and the tops were blood red, more like claws. The heart pierced by the soul-eating magic bead on the left side of his chest now turned into a A circular hole.

"Fizz!"

The aura emanating from Mo Fan made the Soul-Eating Demon Spider feel panicked. The extremely evil and ominous aura made people even more timid.

Under this ominous sense of oppression, the soul-eating spider's instinct told it to run away!Must escape!It would not think or understand why Mo Fan, who was already dead, had such a shocking change.

Swish, swish, driven by instinct, the Soul-eating Demon Spider, which was ready to enjoy the food one second, was running away in confusion the next.

Boom!Boom!Boom!

Mo Fan let out a hoarse and low laugh, and the blood-colored aura became more intense. With a grip of his five fingers that were like sharp blades, the tough spider silk instantly shattered.

Mo Fan's blood-red eyes stared at the fleeing Soul-Eating Demon Spider, which roared like heavy metal friction and breaking. At this moment, the Soul-Eating Demon Spider became the prey in Mo Fan's eyes.

Depravity and ominousness, madness and violence, the ultimate evil void...are revealed for the first time in this strange world at this moment!