Born to Be Rebellious [Quick Transmigration]

The blood moon disappeared from the black tip of the cliff, and the narrow ray of sky above the head still had a faint reddish color.

A silver-gray shadow slid through the gradually darkening shadow, like a silent and swift breeze, sliding past the gap between the rock wall and the ground.

The rich dark elements flowed through the fur, leaving a burning pain in the unhealed wound.

The strong muscles that had not been used for a long time produced exciting soreness when they contracted and stretched, which stimulated his nerves, and the blood rushed through the body quickly, rushing past the ears like a river, and there was a sense of excitement like an electric current.

Eleno would occasionally stop suddenly.

He raised his head to sniff the air, his fluffy pointed ears turned vigilantly, catching every slight fluctuation in the air.

That human did a pretty good job of covering his tracks.

This has brought great difficulty to his tracking.

Fortunately, there is no wind or light at the bottom of the abyss, and there are fewer creatures infesting, causing the tiny traces that are created to stay longer than usual.

Eleno sniffed a certain rock protruding from the wall, and then rushed out again like a shadow.

The primal excitement of hunting and hunting made his pupils dilate, like bottomless black holes in scorching gold, shining with some kind of ferocious and ferocious brilliance.

Leno could feel that the distance between them was shortening.

He carefully avoided areas where the dark elements were more concentrated, so as to avoid encountering other creatures at the bottom of the abyss and prevent himself from being dominated by the desire to hunt.

More and more details remain in the air and on the ground.

Sometimes it's a few drops of dry blood that hasn't been licked off, sometimes it's a half-broken bone blade discarded between the cracks in the rock, or even half a skeleton that has been eaten by other creatures. In addition to the tooth marks, precise and cruel anatomical traces can also be seen on the bone surface.

During a focused run, the speed of time passing is barely perceptible.

The blood moon rose and fell, and once again sprinkled the indifferent and bloody brilliance on the ground.

In the heavy darkness that cannot be illuminated by moonlight, there are whispers of creatures walking through. The sounds of cruel gnawing and disgusting swallowing are amplified by the dead silence under the abyss. Unknown monsters move their ugly bodies.The entire bottom of the abyss seemed to be alive again.

Yi Leinuo jumped onto a suspended rock, and the incomplete blood moon was reflected in his eyes.

He sniffed the air.

Familiar taste.

That human is nearby.

He continued to jump towards high places, and finally, behind a certain extremely hidden rock, Eleno smelled a trace of abnormal fluctuations of dark elements.He nimbly jumped towards the direction of the wave, and the moment he landed, he sensed a strange attacking aura, and jumped back sharply—but his current size was still too small, and he was still set on the ground. The self-repelling dark element hurt the front paw.

Eleinuo licked his burnt paw pads, and shallow scorched black marks were printed on the soles of his feet.

He looked there.The barrier formed by the condensed dark elements was cut open by his subconscious sharp claws.

The claws of the Fenrir clan have always been astonishingly sharp.After three long armor changes, their sharp claws can cut through magic and interrupt chanting, and any physical and magical defenses can be easily pierced and torn, and he, as the leader of the Fenrir family The natal god, if he hadn't been forced to return to his juvenile body because he was deprived of his godhead, his claws could even tear open the space and cut off cause and effect.

This time it was a complete accident.

Yi Leinuo lowered his head and smelled the human body temperature slowly escaping from the gap. The warm, sweet smell of flesh and blood radiated warmly outward.

Fresh, exuberant, full of vitality.

He squatted on the rock, and his tail, which was no longer fidgety and sweeping, covered the paws securely.

But, apart from that, there is a strange smell leaking from the open gap, dark and evil whispers of temptation surge in the air, evoke the primal desire for bloodthirsty and fighting.

Eleno looked up at the sky.

The blood-colored moon had already climbed into the sky at this moment, and the ominous scarlet moonlight fell on the rocks, showing a fluid texture.

He could even hear the painful panting that was suppressed in the barrier, thin and forbearing, like a soft feather brushing past.

Yi Leno retracted his gaze, and his golden vertical pupils stared straight at the thick and thick darkness in front of him.

Creepy grunts and moving sounds came from all directions, approaching rustlingly, eyes lurking in the darkness were greedy and thirsty, like a drop of blood falling into a sea full of sharks, the dark waters rolled and surged , lurking unknown dangers and vicious spying.

Eleno sat on the rock, as impassive as a sculpture.

The scarlet silver-gray hair was covered with a light film of blood by the moonlight, flowing down along the curve of his smooth body.

The desire to fight was aroused by the strange aura floating in the air, and it quickly burned through the whole body along the flow of blood like a flame, as if every muscle and bone were creaking excitedly, sending out an agitated and uplifting croon.

He doesn't seem ready to leave.

A monster with a pitch-black body and a foul-smelling mucus flowing down finally lost patience. It roared and jumped out of the darkness. Its ugly and huge body was exceptionally agile. Driven by instinct, it rushed to the front without restraint. Seemingly harmless wolf pups.

A kind of cruel and pleasant excitement was suppressed in Eleno's golden eyes.

He dodged the opponent's attack with astonishing skill, the sharp claws cut through the air from a tricky angle, mercilessly cut the opponent's belly, and then turned around lightly and gracefully, silently touching the rock wall. Another protruding rock fell.

There was not a trace of blood splashed on the thick and smooth fur like running water.

The monster struggled and hissed in pain. The greasy internal organs flowed out along with the broken mouth. A few dirty tentacles full of tumors and nodules stretched out from the corner, and stretched out the screaming animal. The monster was dragged back into the darkness when it came, and immediately, the sound of the flesh being torn and crushed mixed with the indistinct chewing sound came from that direction, and the strange swallowing sound sounded from all around, making the scalp numb.

The roar of the monster stopped.

The surroundings once again fell into an ominous dead silence, and every minute and every second contained the terrifying tranquility before the storm hit.

Leno jumped back to the rock just now.

The red and rough tongue licked the fangs that were about to move, and the stinky blood dripped from the tip of the claw pressed on the rock, and dripped on the pale and cold ground.

He arched his back, his snow-white sharp fangs gleamed with a faint cold light, and his vertical pupils rolled with violent and fierce fighting intent.

This is an unquestionable guardian gesture.

The high-hanging blood moon is like ruthless eyes, silently looking down on the brutal killing that erupted under the abyss.

The muffled sounds of physical collisions, the sound of blood gushing from minions tearing flesh, sharp and malicious roars and howls sounded in the dark abyss, and the tragic fighting atmosphere spread with the strong smell of blood, in the silent and bleak Under the bloody moonlight, they interweave, twine, and rise.

The waning moon gradually shifted.

The scarlet crescent moon moved closer to the jagged broken wall, and the dark aura that made people boil with desire gradually weakened, and was slowly weakened and settled by the air.

The ground has been stained red with blood, and the pale rock wall that is almost perpendicular to the ground is covered with splattered blood. The ugly and weird severed limbs and internal organs that are still steaming are shocking in the dim moonlight. Several broken tentacles Rolling and struggling in a pool of blood, sharp tooth marks remained on the section.

The wolf cub, whose fur was wet with blood, stood on a high rock. The scorching breath escaped from its sharp teeth dripping with blood, and condensed into a white mist in the cold air. Its body was covered with scars. , a pair of brilliant and cold golden pupils were gradually filled with red fanatical fighting spirit, with a bloodthirsty desire to choose and devour, condescendingly looking down at the messy ground under the rock.

Monsters peered out from the surrounding darkness.

The blessing effect of the moonlight and the smell has gradually disappeared, they looked at the scarred little wolf cautiously and vigilantly, but the hunger desire aroused by the smell of blood in their bodies still urged them to move forward.

Eleno spat out the blood and minced meat in his mouth.The body still wriggling on the rock wall and the ground exudes an irresistible breath, which slides down his mouth and nose into his chest cavity, stimulating the secretion of saliva, and the cruel taste of bloody battles stimulates its primitive beastliness and appetite, Every cell in his body seemed to be clamoring for hunger, his vision was dyed red, and his sight fell uncontrollably on the dying monster on the ground.

His mouth was still burning with the rich dark elements, but his body was eager to accept their entry.

At this moment, the barrier behind him disappeared without warning, and the familiar human breath suddenly appeared behind him, enveloping him warmly.

Yi Leinuo's eyes were clear for a moment, and he turned his head to look.

The young man stood under the blood moon that was gradually disappearing on the top of the cliff. The scarlet moonlight fell on his shoulders. He stood with his back to the light, as if he had stepped through the darkness.

He quietly swept across the mess in front of him, he didn't seem to be surprised, and his eyes didn't even stop for a long time.His gaze was fixed on the little wolf standing on the rock wall, his expression was so focused that it was almost tender, and then he stretched out his hand towards the little wolf, with the clean palm facing up, and there were faint bloody red marks on his pale and fragile wrist Slowly recede into a hugging gesture.

Eleno stared at him.

In an instant, muscle pain and astonishing exhaustion hit him like a wave, and the destruction and assimilation of the dark elements made him physically and mentally exhausted.

The blood-stained world slackly disintegrated at the edge of his sight, and the ground was approaching him at an unstoppable speed.

Immediately afterwards, a warm embrace caught him.

Everything fell into darkness.

Ge Xiu stared at the little wolf in his arms, touched the top of its head with his palm, groped along the spine, carefully avoided the bleeding wound, rubbed the delicate fluff between the wings, and lightly touched it with his fingers. Gently walking through its blood-stained fur, then caressing the tailbone, digging your fingertips into its rotting and tangled tail.

He raised his head, the expression on his face was too calm.

The low-level abyss monsters with low intelligence roared excitedly when they saw the ferocious beasts with sharp claws and fangs being replaced by thin, powerless humans. Only some relatively high-intelligence monsters stared at the boy's Their stature and scarlet pupils flashed with apprehension. In their barren and poor minds, they barely had a vague impression of this sinister and vicious method, but they seemed to have no deterrent effect on humans. Physiological subconscious fear made them slightly step back—

The blood-colored moonlight was gradually swallowed by the cliff, the young man's chin was sharp, pale as paper, and his deep eyes were hidden in the darkness.

There were fires burning in his eyes, but his vision was very cold, as if a storm was brewing in the gloomy sky above the sea level.

Gosho tilted his head.His voice was very soft, as if it could be blown away in a gust of wind.

But there is not a trace of moving air under the cliff, so every word is thrown heavily into the ground: "How dare you?"