To the southwest of the foggy city, one or two hundred kilometers away, lies the Wolf Valley.
Sadu has completely refined the blood light given by Jiang Yao.
Compared with Kunland Gula and the other two, this guy, after fusing that blood light, actually gained the ability to cultivate blood worms in his body.
When this kind of insect is first born and kept in the body by Sadhu, it is only about the size of a pinhead.
After being released from the body, it can silently parasitize in other people's bodies, using their blood as food for growth.
It was another special ability that he didn't even have. When he saw Sadhu displaying this, Jiang Yao was obviously stunned for a while.
Compared with Easterners, the human blood of these people from Western countries does not seem to be pure, and is mixed with many other messy things.
Hundreds of thousands of years ago, this place was still a civilized desert, synonymous with chaos, ignorance and bloodshed.
But now...
What they represent is modern civilization. Many people think that the filthy air in the foggy city is sweet.
After thinking about all this, and then thinking about the blood light given to Sadhu, he specially refined it several times with a drop of ordinary blood. Jiang Yao suddenly felt a lot relieved that this guy could have an extra weird ability.
On the ground, the corpses of Craig, Treo and others were still scattered on the ground.
When cleaning up the scene after the murder, the criminals were worried that some important evidence against them would be left behind after the incident.
Jiang Yao always cared about killing and not burying them. He didn’t even take a second look at the corpses on the ground.
Waving his hand and calling to Kunlandgula and Sadhu, he walked straight into the Wolf Valley with his hands behind his back.
Those SAS members wearing special equipment are very easy to identify even if they are dead.
Their various equipment can almost be said to be armed to the teeth.
Unfortunately, in front of the Blood God Son, the various equipment they relied on were of almost no use.
Previously, the blood god child that jumped out from the sea of blood above Jiang Yao's head was only in its prototype, but it could still ignore almost all physical damage.
When it turned into a streak of blood and flew away, its speed was even faster than when Jiang Yao was in his prime.
Jumping out of the sea of blood, the prototype of the Blood God Son appeared in the real world. Although he could barely breathe, there was no other living person in this area except his own.
Under Craig's call, almost all the werewolves in the Wolf Valley followed him and fought towards the entrance of the valley, and then lost all their lives here.
Their corpses were mainly concentrated in the area near the big crack.
After passing this area and continuing forward for a few hundred meters, the corpses of SAS members began to appear in the sight of Jiang Yao and others.
In the foreign world, killing people and touching corpses has long been Jiang Yao's basic operation.
But at this moment, he had no desire to touch the corpses left behind, whether they were werewolves or SAS members.
On the contrary, Dracula and Sadhu, after getting Jiang Yao's permission, immediately went there and searched carefully as soon as they saw the corpse.
They found a lot of various weapons and equipment, but unfortunately, none of them could make Jiang Yao take a second look.
“Lord Blood God, we found more than ten corpses of SAS members.”
“So many SAS members appeared here, between them and the werewolves, It’s obvious that they have colluded for a long time. Judging from their posture, they are probably coming for you, sir!”
"Their actions must have been inspired by the upper echelons of the empire. What on earth do those stupid politicians want to do?"
"Otherwise, we will kill Fog City directly!"
"With your supreme power, my lord, you can kill them all and support a puppet regime to take power!"
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Following Jiang Yao, several people continued to go deeper into the Wolf Valley.
Sadhu, who had just received the gift of becoming a blood clan, saw the corpses of SAS members along the way. He was full of resentment and complained about injustice.
After he said these words, Quinlan and Dracula, who were next to him, immediately showed their loyalty and followed closely.
Before, when Jiang Yao was unblocked, that scene was enough to shock countless people's eyes. Several people were at the scene, and they saw everything with their own eyes.
In their eyes, Jiang Yao is completely the real Supreme God.
In the opinion of a few people, as long as Jiang Yao is willing, there is absolutely no difficulty in destroying the world, let alone overthrowing a regime.
If the suggestion they put forward at this moment is adopted by Jiang Yao, they can also take advantage of it and occupy several prominent positions in the new regime.
As soon as these thoughts appeared in the minds of Sadhu and Dracula, their hearts immediately became hot.
Thankfully, they have been living in the remote town of Mass Town, and their knowledge is very limited. They must have never heard of the story of wearing a yellow robe.
Otherwise, they would definitely try their best to get a yellow robe for Jiang Yao to wear.
“Kill all the upper echelons of your empire and support a puppet regime?”
"Aside from bringing a lot of trouble, will doing this do me any good?"
"Sadu, I very much doubt that your brain was kicked by a donkey when you stepped on the horse?"< br>
"There are Dracula and Quinlan, you two, one by one, also echoing so enthusiastically."
"If you have a brain disease, you need to go to a doctor for treatment, so don't step on the horse. You are talking nonsense in front of me!”
Looking at the guys in front of me, they are getting more and more enthusiastic and their words are becoming more and more explicit. Even the queen and princess have been arranged by them. place.
Jiang Yao couldn't bear to listen, so he stepped on his feet and stopped.
While scanning several people, he kicked Sadhu hard and kicked him several meters away.
Fortunately, after being fused with that blood light, Sadhu's skin was thick and fleshy, and he could withstand a lot of beatings. Otherwise, even if Jiang Yao didn't use much force in this kick, it would still be difficult for him to resist. Maybe I can stand up again.
Seeing his appearance, Quinlan and Dracula quickly shut up, looking much more honest.
Coughing out several mouthfuls of blood, Sadhu staggered, got up from the ground, lowered his head, and walked back to his original position.
Some people, if you talk to them nicely, it's useless. If they don't obey, just give them a beating, and they will naturally lose their memory.
The barbarians are afraid of power but not moral. Our ancestors understand this truth. Although later generations are a little disdainful and do not know how to draw a sword and only like to throw money outside, Jiang Yao still knows this sentence. .
There are just a few Dracula Sadhus who were created casually. He didn't put these people in his heart. If they were slightly unsatisfactory, he naturally had no interest in spoiling them.
“This place should be the residence of those werewolves.”
“You guys, search carefully.”
"If you find anything valuable or something weird, remember to notify me as soon as possible."
"Anyone who has other intentions and dares to hide items privately will die!"
< br>The group of people walked forward for more than ten minutes without moving very fast. Finally, they appeared in the depths of Wolf Valley, near the wooden houses.
Taking out a cigarette, Jiang Yao lit it and took a nice puff.
A thick cloud of smoke came out of his mouth. He waved his hand and scolded Fang Qidao at Dracula, Quinlan and the others.
Judging from his previous experience when he was unblocked, it is very likely that the innate level of combat power in the real world should no longer be able to bear it. The strength of Craig, the leader of the werewolf clan, who could match the strong men in the blood exchange realm, has almost reached the limit that this world can achieve.
It was only when he met himself that he would lose his life here.
Otherwise, it would not be easy for even an organized army like the one in the Empire where the sun never sets to deal with him.
Of course, this is just talking about Craig's giant wolf form. If he returns to an ordinary person, his strength will definitely be far inferior to what he is now.
Jiang Yao has never really seen Craig in his human state, so Jiang Yao doesn't know much about this yet.
In the world of extraordinary and inconspicuous appearances, there is an alternative like Craig, whose strength has almost reached the world's limit. Even he is a little curious about this.
"Lord Blood God, there are still a few werewolves here."
"They are in bad condition. They seem to be poisoned, and they are still hanging with only one breath left."
< br>“Should we keep asking questions, or should we just send them on a ride!”
With most of the cigarette he had just lit still remaining, Kunlan hurriedly walked out of a room and walked up to Jiang Yao in a few steps. He bowed respectfully and reported.
This place is several miles away from the big crack at the mouth of the valley.
Although the prototype of the Son of Blood released by Jiang Yao was fast, it only made a circle in that area and did not come to the wooden house group.
This must be one of the main reasons why the werewolves Quinlan discovered were still alive and not turned into mummies.
"There are still living werewolves? That's good, don't kill them in a hurry!" These words fell into Jiang Yao's ears, and he obviously became interested.
Taking steps forward, he was about to go and take a look inside the room that Quinlan mentioned.
At this moment, his face darkened, his feet paused, and he looked up to the sky.
In the night sky that is about to usher in dawn, a faint blood light that is difficult for ordinary people to detect is cutting through the sky and falling straight towards this side.
'Qiang...' A sword sounded, and blood shot straight down.
In the area of wooden houses deep in Wolf Valley, the feet are not soil, but hard rocks.
But now, under the falling blood light, the rock has become like tofu.
With a 'Puff' sound, the sword, which shone with a faint demonic blood light, sank into a boulder nearly one meter high protruding from the ground. Only the hilt remained, still Still exposed.
"A sword fell from the sky?"
"Lord Blood God, this is our empire on which the sun never sets, and we welcome your arrival!" This scene made Kun next to him watch. Lan was stunned for a while.
But this guy was quite talented. He quickly realized what he was doing and complimented Jiang Yao in a timely manner.
"I was shocked when I saw a sword suddenly falling from the sky."
"I thought this was a new secret weapon created by your empire where the sun never sets."
" Kunlan, you are right, it suddenly landed in front of me, just to welcome me!" After a haha, Jiang Yao responded with a smile.
He is a human, not a god, but he is too lazy to correct Quinlan and Dracula who have been calling themselves Blood Gods all the way.
Originally planning to go to the house where the surviving werewolves were, he turned around, took a few steps out, and appeared directly in front of the boulder.
'Blood sacrifice, blood sacrifice...' After Jiang Yao carefully examined the hilt of the sword with the stone exposed for a while, he stretched out his hand and grabbed it directly.
A thought that was difficult to describe was directly transmitted into his mind.
“A sword has spirituality?”
“To pull you out of the stone, you need enough blood sacrifices?”
“Too much There's not much blood, it's just this little, you can make do with it first!" Jiang Yao was overjoyed, and he was about to forcefully pull out the sword, but temporarily stopped what he was doing.
After muttering a few words, he turned his hand over, and several finger-sized blood pills appeared in his palm.
Jiang Yao collected these blood pills and originally planned to use them to use the blood-drawing crane technique to find traces of his brother Zeng Lin.
But now, this sword actually wants a blood sacrifice, so let him use it first.
After all, spiritual weapons are rare.
In the foreign world, when he was in Black Rock City, he had always been very coveted by the supreme power of the country-ruling artifact in the hands of an unknown celestial being.
Although Jiang Yao didn't know whether the sword in front of him was the legendary artifact from the foreign land, he would never miss it if he encountered it.
A few blood pills fell on the stone, and in an instant, they turned into a rolling river of blood, dyeing the entire big stone blood red.
"Not enough, still not enough, blood sacrifice, I still need blood sacrifice..." Originally, there was only a faint blood glow on the sword. At this moment, even the hilt of the sword began to have a strange blood glow. circulation.
In just a blink of an eye, the concentrated blood in the few blood pills has been completely absorbed by the sword, and has been dyed into a blood-red boulder. It turned gray again.
I don’t know if it is because of drinking the blood that the power of the sword has been significantly enhanced.
Before Jiang Yao's palm touched the hilt of the sword exposed outside the stone, a strange thought was transmitted to his mind through the air.
"You still need a blood sacrifice? I will sacrifice my blood to your mother."
"I have given you so much blood, and you are still greedy."
"Follow me, I I want you to drink spicy food, but only if you are obedient.”
“You can eat it only if I let you eat it. I didn’t ask, so you can’t force it.”
"You really made me unhappy. Believe it or not, I will destroy you!"
Jiang Yao attaches great importance to the obviously born weapon in front of him. This is indeed true, but it is not true either. I get too used to it by asking for everything.
After all, he wants to control the weapon and use this sword for himself.
If you really want the sword, just give it what it wants. That would not mean you become a weapon master, but you will eventually become the slave of the sword.
With a calm face, he snorted coldly.
While speaking, he also slapped the boulder in front of him hard.
Although he does not have much strength now, the slap with all his strength still caused several pieces of the stone to collapse.
Originally only the hilt of the sword was exposed, but now nearly a third of it was exposed to his sight.
I don’t know if it’s fear or protest.
Although no thoughts entered Jiang Yao's mind, the exposed part of the sword still inserted in the stone was obviously trembling slightly.
"Many times, silence means acquiescence."
"If you don't speak, I know it definitely means that you are willing to accept me as your master."
"We have a family in my hometown. As the saying goes, a good bird chooses the right wood to roost on, so don’t worry, if you follow me as your master, I won’t humiliate you!”
Grinning, Jiang Yao stretched out his hand again and grasped the hilt of the sword! . (End of this chapter)