Start a Dome

Chapter 250 - Call of Cthulhu

Swish!

The black afterimage flashed away, Ru Crow subconsciously put his arms in front of his body.

boom!

Subconsciously, he took several steps back before he managed to stabilize his figure. Looking at the long sword that was close at hand, Ru Crow's pupils constricted.

puff!

Although there is a black armor-like cloak, there are several sword marks on Ru Ya's body.

Countless feathers sprinkled down, and violent explosions continued to emerge.

Boom boom boom boom!

In the terrifying explosion, the black light twisted.

If one could take a closer look from a distance, one would find that there was a faint layer of blood mist on Xia Mo's body.

That is the special power of the blood race - berserk.

Swish!Swish!Swish!Swish!

The figure moved quickly in mid-air, even so, Ru Ya still couldn't get rid of Xia Mo.

Frowning, looking at the sword wound on his body, Ru Ya pulled out a blood-red syringe from the device he carried with him.

Whoa!

boom!Boom!boom!

The body was punctured and turned into a large number of black feathers. Looking at Xia Mo who was swallowed by the explosion, Ru Ya stabbed the blood-red syringe into the veins on his neck without hesitation.

The blood-red unknown liquid was quickly injected into it, and looking at Xia Mo who was waving the black Xuanyuan sword and easily cut off the explosion, pitch-black wings spread out from the back of the crow.

At the same time, a terrifying chill spread rapidly around her.

The surrounding plants even began to appear faint ice scum.

His movements suddenly slowed down, looking at the blood-red sharp claws that were slashing towards his chest, Xia Mo advanced instead of retreating, the black Xuanyuan sword in his hand was entwined with a dark death energy.

Clang!

The sound of sharp blades colliding, the next moment, the two rushed towards each other quickly at the same time.

puff!

Letting his shoulders be pierced by the Black Xuanyuan Sword, and the sharp claws in his hands glistened with blood, Ru Ya grinned and looked at the somewhat surprised Xia Mo.

Then, she felt a sudden burst of biting cold on her shoulders.

"Disperse."

It fell softly, and the next moment, a large amount of black death energy gushed out from the black Xuanyuan sword that pierced Ru Ya's shoulder.

"Ah, ah, ah, ah!"

Ignoring Ru Ya's painful wailing, Xia Mo turned to look at Yun Wai Jing's girl.

"understand!"

Looking nervously at the spread of death, the girl Yun Wai Jing manipulated the huge ancient mirror to collect them all.

"Speaking of which, if the color of death can be changed, can I cosplay Senbon Sakura?"

"I think if you add a little pigment, the color will change~"

Ella on the side suggested.

Stretching out his hand, a small group of dead air was condensed. Under Xia Mo's intentional manipulation, this group of dead air continued to split and condense, and finally turned into tiny black petals one by one.

Suddenly, a gust of wind blew by, and the petals in Xia Mo's palm were blown up by the wind, gently wrapping around his fingertips, leaving black sharp marks one after another.

Wait, black bloodstains...?

From the very beginning, Xia Mo was very concerned about one thing, why his wound only overflowed with dead air, but no blood.

Silently holding the dagger that had turned into death energy, Xia Mo gently cut open his palm.

There was no blood, and a large amount of dead air sprayed out from the open wound.

"..."

"Hey, I say..."

Looking back, looking at Ella who was holding a branch and constantly poking at the dead body of the crow, Xia Mo's expression was a little stiff: "Can you see me?"

Tilting her head, Aila came to Xia Mo, stood on tiptoe, and lightly pressed her white palm against his forehead.

"I don't have a fever!"

Taking two steps back, under Aila's suspicious gaze, Xia Mo looked at his hands.

"Could it be...the me now is actually a soul?"

"You just found out?"

"..."

"Where did that dead house evil god get my body?!!!"

"Ah!"

Subconsciously sneezed, the little girl lay on the altar, playing YGGDRASIL with full concentration.

From time to time, because he killed monsters and players, he was rolling with excitement.

......

"Well, don't be so discouraged, it's just that the physical body has been destroyed."

Patting Xia Mo on the shoulder, Aila comforted her: "At worst, you and I will be in the Hui clan, and I will ask someone to recreate a physical body for you."

"Although the bodies may be different, and the genes are also different, but think about it, so many transmigrators took away their original bodies and used that body to push the girl down. Didn't they not care about anything in the end?"

"..."

Noticing that Xia Mo's face was getting darker, Ella covered her mouth and laughed.

"Don't laugh! It's a big deal. I'll just forget it! Anyway, as long as there is enough death, I won't dissipate!"

Stretching out his hand, Xia Mo pinched Ella's tender cheeks.

That's right, because of the death energy, even though he has become a soul now, he can still touch objects.

That is to say...

Xia Mo lowered his head and remained silent for a while.

Well, no problem, absolutely no problem.

"Speaking of which, Yun Wai Jing, I didn't expect you to be tied to my soul."

Getting out from behind Xia Mo, the girl Yun Wai Jing lay on his body, her white hair hanging down casually: "Well, actually, Xia Mo, your soul has been separated from your body since you entered the mirror world." .”

"That's why you can be summoned to this world through rituals."

"Eh?"

Blinking, Xia Mo said, "What did you say?"

"When you met Master Yuyi, your body and soul were separated."

"In other words, your body is still at home."

......

A pitch-black shadow fell from the sky, and the sound of the propeller was extremely ear-piercing.

"My helicopter is coming!"

Like a child, the ancestor of the vampire raised his hands and said proudly.

"Let's go."

Turning around, Aila looked at Xia Mo who was holding Ru Ya's corpse.

"Ah."

Nodding slightly, Xia Mo followed behind Ella with Ru Ya's corpse.

And in the previously collapsed secret room, a pale pink liquid-like lump of flesh slowly squeezed in through the slits.

The piece of meat turned into the appearance of little Keshila, looking at the five female corpses in the secret room, it slowly came to the center of consciousness.

Scarlet lines emerged, and intense red lights began to flicker.

On the surrounding stone walls, a scene as deep as stars began to be reflected again.

'Xila, is the key to calling Cthulhu. '

On the stone wall not far away, it is recorded like this.

The black vortex twisted, and terrifying coercion spewed out from the vortex.

Then, a dark red tentacle slowly protruded out from the terrifying deep black vortex, and gently rolled up little Keshila.

"???"

Keshira looked at the dark red tentacles that curled up herself somewhat puzzled.

'Aren't you going to destroy human beings? '

She conveyed this meaning to her father.

'Wait. '

Cthulhu said so.