Chapter 157 The horror of blood magic in the resurrected Mauli IV
In front of Mauli Castle.
Huo Jixing, bathed in red-gold flames, stood alone in front of the raging wave of the living dead, with an irrepressible killing intent on his cold and handsome face.
These ordinary people whose blood has been eroded by blood magic have completely lost all emotions.
Their eyes are full of wildness, reflecting the figure of their prey.
[Suzaku·Nanli Fire]!
[Suzaku·Red Eyes and Fire Eyes]!
【Suzaku·Liuhuo Yuyi】!
Huo Jixing let out a breath and carefully experienced the terrifying improvement in physical fitness brought about by Nanli's fire.
Just like this, one person faced the rolling blood wave coming from the sky, raised the red fire blade covered with flames with a violent expression, and slashed it down.
boom!
Fireworks overflowed and the swords were fierce.
Every time Huo Jixing swung his sword, accompanied by the scorching temperature of the Nanli Fire, he burned the nearby living dead with a wild and brutal attitude.
Only a moment.
The flame demon transformed by Huo Jixing directly swallowed a small part of the rolling bloody wave.
Even so, under the killing flames.
These living dead who have lost their senses and emotions are still attacking one after another.
Tides of blood rise one after another, covering the sky and the earth.
Huo Jixing's steps were firm, like a solid rock in the torrent, firmly resisting the erosion of the bloody wave.
Between swords and fire.
The miserable screams of the living dead, mixed with the wails of burning flames, resounded over Mauli Castle.
Smelling the strong smell of blood in his nose, Huo Jixing's eyes became colder and colder, and the Nanli fire in his body ignited again, and his muscles that were carved with a knife were coiled up like a horned dragon.
Then he turned from stillness, slashed his body with a knife, and rushed into the wave of the living dead, turning into an unstoppable fire storm.
Every turn brings an ashes-like breath of death, burning the wide castle courtyard and burning away the living dead in front of him.
A fierce battle?
No, same as before.
It is still a one-sided massacre.
These living dead, eroded by blood magic and possessing extraordinary characteristics, cannot stop Huo Jixing from moving forward at all.
Under the boundless bloody mist.
The red-golden light enveloping the sword looked particularly gorgeous.
The flames that continue to burn in the background are like the brush in the hand of a painter, outlining beautiful patterns one by one, smearing the bloody ground of Mauli Castle.
And behind such dangerous and beautiful slaughter.
Jalal and others who followed closely felt deeply how powerful and terrifying Huo Jixing was.
Jalal was better off, he had already heard about Huo Jixing’s reputation in the Knoxkali Arena.
But the other ordinary Leiser Guards soldiers and Kalida were immersed in the fireworks and killings in front of them, and could not connect it with the approachable Huo Jixing before.
"The power of rune magic?"
Carida held the Hex vinyl gun in her hand tightly, looking a little horrified.
As an inventor in Piltover, Kalida understands why the unpopular Hex technology research has become the most popular technological direction.
Because of the stable Hex Crystal, an ordinary person can have the power to fight against the extraordinary.
But now looking at Huo Jixing who was killing everyone, Kalida was a little shaken in her thoughts.
The contrast between Hex technology and extraordinary power may be like the distance between her and the flame at this moment, which is insurmountable.
Huo Jixing's killing pace will not stop because of the thoughts of the people behind him.
Seemingly excited by the killing, he stirred up the blood in his body, injecting endless power into the burning Nanli Fire.
For this massacre, add fuel and fire until the wave of living dead in front of you is cut through.
Huo Jixing stopped, pointed the red fire blade diagonally at the ground, and looked back.
Under the glow of the blazing flames, he carved a blood-stained path and became the master of this battle.
"Are you shrinking back?"
Huo Jixing noticed it and looked up at the bloody mist in the sky.
They seemed to be a little afraid and were heading towards Mowu. The interior of Lee Castle retreated, and the surrounding air became slightly transparent.
Seeing this, Huo Jixing immediately signaled to Jalal and others, and stepped forward to follow them.
Within the scope of vision, the creeping speed of the bloody mist is not very fast, or it may be for guidance.
Huo Jixing and others followed easily.
The interior of Mauuli Castle is still intact, with beautiful scenery dotted with different buildings.
After the cup of tea.
Huo Jixing came to the familiar main castle again and raised his brows slightly.
The main castle in front of me seemed to have lost all its vitality, and it just stood there quietly, waiting for future generations to explore.
"What happened in Mouli Castle?"
Huo Jixing thought of what he had seen along the way, and his cold face became more solemn.
He followed the corrosion traces left by the bloody mist, crossed the main castle, and entered the side hall on the left.
As soon as he entered the side hall, he smelled the strong smell of decay and blood.
"Secret room?"
The bright flames illuminated the surroundings. Huo Jixing stared at the dark passage opened in the center of the side hall, and his pupils were immediately filled with red-golden light. But the picture he saw made him a little confused.
In the red-gold field of vision, there was no cloud at all, only a faint blood-colored mist.
"Have you hidden your aura?" Huo Jixing held the long knife tightly in his hand and stepped forward very carefully.
"Carida, is this place familiar?"
Carida, who was following behind, looked at the gloomy environment around her, shook her head slightly, and spoke in a solemn voice.
"It's very strange. It should be the newly established secret chamber of Mauli IV."
The baby boy in his arms no longer feels pain and looks a little quiet, but his skin is dark red. Still scary.
Huo Jixing frowned and entered the dark secret room first.
Since it is impossible to leave the blood cliff now, we can only delve into the secret room that smells of evil.
The winding passage is extremely quiet, and there seems to be an uneasy atmosphere filling the air.
Huo Jixing walked slowly. The walls on both sides of the passage seemed to have been corroded by blood mist and were dyed dark red. Occasionally, red dust would fall down.
“There is light!”
After walking in silence for a moment, Jalal saw a bright bloody light reflected at the end of the passage.
Huo Jixing immediately grasped the long knife tightly, like a substantial spiritual extension, paying full attention to the changes in the surrounding environment.
Then, he waved to Jalal and others behind him, telling them to be careful.
The bloody glow swayed, attracting everyone's attention, as if it were the mouth and belly of a monster, trying to swallow the people in front of them.
After crossing the passage, the view suddenly opened up, and a bloody hall appeared in front of us.
Huo Jixing glanced around and saw that the wide hall was made of blood-colored stone, with mysterious symbols and unknown spells engraved on it.
In the center of the hall is a broken bloody altar with many broken items placed around it.
Faintly, Huo Jixing smelled a cold and biting breath, lingering over the altar, as if there were many souls staring at the unexpected intruder.
“Huh?!”
Huo Jixing’s eyes suddenly tightened as he looked at them.
Over the bloody hall, where the luxurious chandelier should have been hung, there was a figure wrapped in bloody mist floating in the air.
It seems that they have penetrated into the arrival of Huo Jixing and others.
"You are finally here!"
With the sound of a low voice.
The bloody mist surrounding the bloody figure slowly poured into the figure's body as if it had been ordered.
When the blood-colored mist almost disappeared, a shirtless young man stood on a high place, opened his blood-colored eyes, and looked down at Huo Jixing and others.
"And...my body!"
Huo Jixing's expression condensed upon hearing this, and the Nanli fire covering his body became even hotter.
He saw the bloody marks engraved on the young man's body, as if he had drunk a lot of blood, which was somewhat brilliant.
For some reason, the strange young man above Huo Jixing's bloody hall felt a sense of familiarity in his heart.
“Carida, you violated the contract you signed!”
The bloody young man spoke coldly, his eyes falling on Kalida who was holding a baby in her arms.
"Hand over the baby boy in your arms. For Kawoodi's sake, I can keep your body intact."
"Impossible!" Kalida didn't even think about it. , refuse directly.
Then her pupils dilated, and a look of disbelief appeared on her pale face: "Are you Mouli IV?"
Huo Jixing and Jalal's expressions tightened, and they looked at the hall carefully. The bloody young man in the sky.
They thought of the parchments they had seen before, and the contents recorded in them were actually being played out before their eyes.
Mouli IV, who was already dead, was resurrected again with the help of some secret techniques.
Although the young man's appearance is completely different from that of the extremely old Mauli IV.
But Kalida’s words and the bloody youth’s acquiescence attitude confirmed this fact.
“Is this the horror of blood magic?”
Huo Jixing now somewhat understands why blood magic and blood witchcraft can find a place in the Noxian army, and are also popular among the descendants of the old nobles.
Who can remain indifferent in the face of death.
When the opportunity of immortality is presented in front of them, even if there are uncontrollable dangers, most people cannot refuse such a temptation.
"He is indeed the inventor of Piltover, but it's a pity that there is no reward!" Maury IV said coldly.
Then he took a deep look at the crimson baby, and his eyes fell on Huo Jixing covered in red-gold flames.
"The last death impressed me deeply. Are you ready to welcome the baptism of blood magic?"
Mouli IV sniffed the blood-colored mist in the air, his blood-colored eyes flashing.
He will not make the same mistake again and have a close confrontation with Huo Jixing.
Boom!
Mouli IV closed his hands, and all the bloody mist that filled the bloody hall condensed behind him.
Then, like a bloody waterfall pouring down, it poured down towards Huo Jixing below with an unstoppable force.
(End of this chapter)