Born to Be Rebellious [Quick Transmigration]

Fenrir's size soared several times in just a few breaths, the stinky purple blood wet the giant wolf's chin, and the sharp and white teeth were like extremely efficient slaughter machines. A large piece of bloody meat was chewed and swallowed in an instant, and then quickly transformed into pure and terrifying energy. Its vertical pupils were scarlet, shining with a cold light that only belonged to top predators. It seemed to be some kind of monster from the deepest nightmare, huge and terrifying.

The struggle of the Demon Race is so weak and powerless under its claws.

Almost all attacks were neutralized, and he could only watch himself being torn apart and devoured.

First the whole leg and half of the palm, then the bone wings on the back, the soft abdomen was cut open next, purple blood spurted out, wet the hard furred chin of the giant wolf, and then was licked by the scarlet tongue clean.

The human teenager in his arms hugged his head with arms covered in scarlet and evil patterns, and then twisted violently.

"Crack".

A clear sound of bone cracking sounded, and the mutilated demon fell limply, and the light of life slowly disappeared from his eyeballs.

The wilderness fell silent in an instant.

Gexiu fell in a pool of his blood, the last bit of strength was lost from his limbs, and the deadly and terrifying pain came back again.All the sounds and colors seemed to be pulled out of his mind, his fingers trembled and curled up, the scarlet totem protruded from his skin, beating with the beat of his heart.

He felt his left hand arched gently by something wet, and the warm breath sprayed on the back of his hand.

In the next second, the hot, rough tongue licked the back of his hand, the palm of his hand, and rolled across the gap between his fingers, bringing a pain like sandpaper.

Ge Xiu raised his eyelids with difficulty. In the blurred and shaking field of vision, the huge black wolf completely covered the moonlight. Its figure was outlined by the bloody halo, and a faint glimmer of light was reflected on the fangs. The smell of blood rushed to his face, and the two scarlet vertical pupils almost merged with the blood-colored moonlight, showing a kind of almost barbaric primitive magic.

The barbed red tongue licked his wrist, extending upward along the lonely wrist bone and slender forearm.

With the sliding of the tip of the tongue, a pale pink color was scraped off the pale skin, and the half-dried blood was licked clean.

Its eyes were always tightly locked on Ge Xiu's face, and there was an astonishing violence and possessiveness in the bottom of the eyes, as if it wanted to swallow his flesh and blood, chew his bones, and swallow him alive. The sharp fangs that could tear everything were suspended only half an inch above the skin, as long as they advanced a little bit, they could directly tear off his arm.

In the severe and continuous pain, Gexiu raised his hand little by little, and his fingertips touched the sharp ears of the huge and deadly beast.

The tip of the fluffy ear trembled sensitively, sticking it to the back of the head habitually.

Gosho broke out into a shaky laugh.

Immediately afterwards, his vision disintegrated, and his consciousness fell into darkness—he passed out in severe pain.

Inside the mage tower.

Melville slammed forward, a mouthful of blood spurted out from his mouth, dripping down his chin and falling onto the complicated magic circle under his body.

Before he could wipe it off, he stumbled up and yelled at the other mages behind him:

"What's the matter? Has the binding circle failed?"

The mages were also pale, with beads of sweat on their foreheads, as if exhausted.

The leader of the demon clan gritted his teeth and replied in a hoarse voice: "My lord, give us one last bit of time—!"

The scarlet moonlight slowly flowed into the window from the outside of the Mage Tower, and slid down the dark window. The huge blood-red moon was about to climb to the very center of the sky, and the opportunity that the demons had been waiting for for thousands of years was coming— —!

Melville stared at the time funnel with only the last dust left, counting the seconds in his heart.

At this time, the voice of the mage who was relieved came from behind:

"My lord! It's over!"

The moment the voice fell, the huge magic circle outside the window suddenly went out, leaving only the blood moon shining overhead in the entire Calvary.

On a messy wasteland, among countless stiff and dark golems, a team of high-level demons and subordinate demons flapped their wings and leaped into the air, covering the sky with darkness, and countless scarlet eyes lit up in the dark sky. The bone wings fanned and rolled up a huge air current, hitting the ground.

Fenrir's size has soared to more than a person's height. His pitch-black hair was wet with blood, showing a texture like asphalt under the moonlight. He lowered his body, firmly blocking the gap between the demons and the comatose humans. , white hot air gushed out from between the sharp fangs, and an astonishing fighting spirit flourished in the red vertical pupils.

The demons rushed towards it like meteors falling from the sky, and the sound of the weapon cutting through the air was like a sharp howl.

The giant wolf's vigorous body was tensed into a flexible bowstring, just waiting for the moment when its strength burst.

The last grain of dust fell from the narrow and slender neck.

The blood moon climbed to the very center of the sky.

The entire backside of the continent was shrouded in an almost sacred and treacherous halo of blood, every abyss and ravine was illuminated, and all the dark creatures were agitated at this moment, looking up and worshiping the huge terrifying round with pious and crazy eyes. terror moon.

The totem suddenly broke free from the shackles of the skin.

The scarlet lines that originally wrapped around the limbs spread in the air. The complicated and ancient patterns seemed to be pulled by invisible hands, and stretched out under the blood-red moonlight. In the center of the totem was a huge eye with round pupils. This strange and long-lasting sense of awe makes all creatures that look at it instinctively fall into stagnation and fear. It is the awe and trembling from the depths of the soul, and no existence can compete with it.

All the demons froze in place.

During the fleeting few seconds of stagnation, Eleno bit off the throat of the demon who was closest to him. Just as he was about to pounce on the second prey, he felt something lightly touch the tip of his tail. A tug, feeble, but impossible to ignore.

Eleno turned his head sharply.

Ge Xiu woke up at some point, his eyes were open, the bloody totem was reflected in the depths of his dark pupils, the corners of his lips that had lost all blood were slightly raised as if he couldn't help laughing, and there was an indescribable calm expression on his pale face , he opened his arms, and his throat seemed to have completely lost the ability to pronounce. He pointed to the totem, opened and closed his lips, and made a silent mouth shape:

"Walk."

With Leonor's pupils dilated suddenly, it seemed that some long-neglected fact finally came to light.

About Mozu.

On the flip side of the mainland.

—and why they were trying so desperately to find Gosho.

In a blink of an eye, the giant wolf quickly turned around, and hunched the human lying on the rock on its back. The huge wings on the back spread out and flapped vigorously, rushing towards the open eyes in the center of the totem. It took only one breath before and after. Its figure was swallowed by the blood-red totem, and the demons behind it hurriedly chased after it as if they had just woken up from a dream.

But it is already late.

The huge totem suspended in the air suddenly gathered, and disappeared instantly like a flame.

Melville, who had just arrived from the Mage Tower, had his pupils constricted, bloodshot eyes rolled out, and an angry and hoarse voice rushed out of his throat: "No!!!"

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A full moon hangs high, and the cold moonlight falls on the lake like spun yarn, and the sparkling lake water is like silk.

"Puff--!"

A loud noise broke the gentle and quiet moonlight, as if a thousand tons of boulders had been thrown into the lake, a large splash of water was suddenly splashed, and the rocks and grass by the lake were wet like a heavy rain.

But in just a moment, a giant wolf with wings on its back broke through the lake, rushed out of the water, and staggered towards the lake.

It leaned down and let the human teenager lying on its back slide down gently on the grass along its back.

Ge Xiu's eyes were closed tightly, his face was pale, his lips were all faded, his dark eyelashes were wet on his face, his thin chest and collarbone barely rose or fell.On the pale skin below the neck, the bright scarlet lines gradually faded, as if they were once again deeply hidden in his body.

Eleno lowered his head and sniffed him, then stretched out his tongue to lick the water droplets on his body, licking his cheeks, neck, and collarbone possessively.Immediately afterwards, he showed his fangs, the sharp white tips cut through the soft and fragile skin, and slowly plunged into the boy's neck.

The crimson blood gushed out, and was greedily swept away by the scarlet tongue.

A dark golden rune slowly appeared on the smooth and pale skin, and the almost evil blood red flowed in the golden lines, which looked very strange in the night.

An exclamation came from the dark forest not far away:

"The God of Light is above!"

The light spell ignited a white halo in the night and landed on the grass beside Gexiu.

"Let him go! You beast! Get lost!"

Eleno raised his head, the tip of his tongue rolled over the scarlet human blood on his lips, and in the crimson vertical pupils, reflected a man and a woman who came out of the darkness, wearing the robes of the Bright Magic Academy, confronting him with bluff , the leading man held his staff tightly in his hand, pointed at Eleno with the faintly glowing tip, and silently chanted offensive spells.

That level of incantation was hardly worthy of scratching Fenrir's fur.

Eleno took a last deep look at Gexiu who was unconscious at the side.

On the young man's collarbone, the golden-red incantation slowly faded and disappeared, and the open wound healed at a speed visible to the naked eye. In the end, only a little blood that hadn't dried up remained on his neck.

Immediately afterwards, he took a few steps back slowly, turned around and jumped into the darkness, his vigorous figure leaped a few times, and disappeared into the thick and deep night in just a few seconds, leaving only the unawakened The teenager fell asleep quietly by the rippling lake.