one day ago.
"200,000 souls..."
The shadow ghost followed Ji Xuan and floated forward silently.
Under its drifting feet was the pitch-black ground. The flesh and blood on it dried up and solidified layer by layer, and was poured again with viscous blood plasma. It was almost impossible to distinguish the color and appearance of the past.
It's still brooding.
Two hundred thousand souls is an extremely large amount, even for a high-level Specter.
How can we get so many souls without killing people
Ami can't figure it out.
It didn't realize it was mumbling inadvertently.
Ji Xuan didn't answer either, just turned his head and glanced at it casually: "I told you how to do it?"
Ami was startled, and suddenly came back to her senses: "Wang... Wang, it's ready!"
- Specter and monsters were not of the same mind from the beginning.
In order to ensure the operation of the game, the mother rarely appears in the game, she is too powerful, any excessive action will interfere with the implementation of the plan.
Before the door between the real world and the game was opened, only a very small number of high-level Specters knew about the existence of the mother.
For the vast majority of low-level Specter, their familiarity with the term mother is comparable to that of humans, and it was only after the gate of M City was opened that they suddenly realized the existence of this terrifying ruler.
For some ghosts and monsters, some are even more accustomed to coexisting with humans, rather than being ruled by a terrifying monster with an iron fist.
However, fearing the power of his mother, none of Li Gui dared to show rejection and resistance.
Complaints that are submerged and suppressed do not mean that they do not exist, but instead will be spawned and strengthened in silence.
During this time, Ji Xuan's subordinates did a very simple job, that is—
Arch fire.
The mother and the high-ranking ghosts around her instinctively ignore those weak ghosts. After all, the level gap between the ghosts is almost insurmountable. What is the point of paying attention to a bug that can be pressed to death by the little finger? However, these weak and neglected Specter are the most numerous, they are hidden in the dark crevices, under the steps, almost all over the world.
These Specters cannot constitute combat power, but what they represent behind them is a huge intelligence network.
The shadow ghost was originally a ghost born in darkness and shadows. In terms of hiding its breath, it could even hide from the eyes of its mother, making it the best candidate for this task.
"It's here." Shadow Ghost said, turning sideways.
A Specter took a step forward tremblingly, his jelly-like body swayed with his steps, and the four or five faces on his head were all apprehensive:
"… king."
It lowered its head in fear, its translucent swaying belly almost falling to the ground.
The man's calm voice came from above his head: "Look up."
The jelly ghost carefully raised his face and looked at the other party. The man's scarlet pupils drooped down, like a cold and cruel sea of blood being contained in the depths of his pupils. Those eyes that were exactly the same as his mother made him instinctively feel fear and peace. trembling—
But it is very clear that only the other party can guarantee its current safety.
After the human who could use fire forcibly broke into the city of m, basically all the Specter who chased the past were wiped out, and only it escaped.
It shivered and hid in the corner, knowing that its life was at stake.
Until the ghost came over and asked it a question:
"What do you think your mother would do to you if she knew that you had neglected your duty to put humans in the city, or even go deep into the underground passages?"
So, there is only one way left to go.
Immediately afterwards, it was placed in the team closest to its mother.
It clearly saw the cruel side of its mother as the ruler, and filled the huge blood pool, not only human corpses, but also ghosts and monsters, and even for no reason, they were dismembered and thrown away. into it.
Not to mention... it's now given a nearly impossible task.
Li Gui knew very well that Ji Xuan was his only option to survive, and...
"Have you made up your mind?" The man's voice was very calm and unpredictable.
Li Gui lowered his body deeply: "I obey your orders."
... And, more importantly, it doesn't think that after the mother is released from the other side, there will be room for these weak ghosts to survive.
"Very good." Ji Xuan said.
He lowered his eyes and said, "Tell me all the information related to the Blood Sacrifice Pond."
"Yes." The other party lowered his body lower and replied respectfully.
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Soon, only Ji Xuan and Yinggui were left in this wasteland.
Shadow Ghost couldn't hold back and asked, "Wang... 200,000 souls, what are you going to do?"
Ji Xuan glanced at it lightly, and answered nonchalantly: "The soul needed for a blood sacrifice is actually the energy needed to open the door. It doesn't matter whether it is a ghost or a human."
Shadow Ghost suddenly realized: "So you're going to use Specter's..."
"No." Ji Xuan said.
Shadow Ghost: "...Eh?"
The man raised his hand, his fingernails swiped gently on his wrist, his skin split open, a cyan meridian protruded on his pale arm, and a few drops of viscous blood slowly seeped out of the wound, dropping drop by drop into the air in front of him. In the glass bottle that appeared, the blood drop hit the bottom of the bottle, making a crisp and even sound.
The shadow ghost widened his eyes in shock and took a step back.
It can smell... From the front, the strong smell that is so strong that it can almost drive all the ghosts crazy, the fragrance of energy from the depths of the soul, hooks its instinctive appetite and thirst.
Soon, the vial was filled and then firmly stoppered.
The breath finally disappeared.
Shadow Ghost looked at Ji Xuan in disbelief: "Wang, this, this is..."
"Equal to the energy of 200,000 souls." Ji Xuan raised his hand and gently wiped the wound with his fingertips, and the bone-deep scar instantly disappeared.
His eyes drooped, and his bloodless face turned pale.
Ji Xuan raised his lips slightly: "This should be enough."
The mother had to open the door.
Both he and Ye Jia are part of the blood sacrifice. They are not only essential materials, but also raw materials that can be used for burning.
So now, there is a vacancy of 200,000 souls in the blood sacrifice pool.
If there is one less introduction...
Forcibly opening the door in this situation, there will only be one situation.
backlash.
The mother was rejected by the rules and returned to the other side.
Ji Xuan raised his eyes and looked at the ghost: "You can go to Ye Jia."
"I... what did I say?" Shadow Ghost scratched his head blankly.
Ji Xuan: "Tell him that the matter of the soul has been resolved."
All that's left to do is the last step—
How to deceive Ye Jia and get the blood of the other party.
but…
Ji Xuan raised his head and looked in the direction where the ghost ghost disappeared.
He admits his cowardice.
·
Ji Xuan buried his head in the other's embrace, greedily sniffing the icy fragrance of the young man's body, tightening his arms, as if he could never hold enough.
The young man's limbs were as cold as his, but it was like a warm quagmire, pulling him to the depths and falling into the depths. He knew that if he continued, it would be irreversible, but he was still addicted to it uncontrollably.
How intimate.
It was like a dream he had never had, so false that he felt unreal.
There was a helpless voice from the young man above his head: "Just a while."
Don't want to let go.
Don't want to let go.
Ji Xuan heard a voice rumble in his mind.
He let go of his hand, raised his head, and raised the corners of his lips: "Is there a reward this time?"
The kiss on the forehead was soft and fast, like a soft and brittle soap bubble, bursting with a "bang" deep in his chest, lifting him up and floating, but the cold and dark thoughts Wrap it around his ankle and pull him down toward the abyss.
Blood.
No matter what method, deception or lies, he must get Ye Jia's blood.
door.
Ji Xuan licked the other's lips, his sharp teeth cut through the other's lips, and the tip of his tongue carefully rolled the blood into his mouth.
He carried out the plan calmly and calmly.
But wait... just wait.
Ji Xuan knew the source of his cowardice.
He was afraid... The moment he saw the other person, he couldn't restrain his burning desire and attachment, and the paranoia that he would be together even if he fell into hell.
"When it's all over."
Ji Xuan heard what the other party said.
Yep, after it's all over.
"Then it's settled."
Ji Xuan looked deeply at the young man standing in front of him, as if he wanted to firmly imprint the figure of the other party in his mind.
He never imagined... the first person to break the "always in everything" oath would be himself.
Ji Xuan smiled briefly:
"When it's all over."
·
The puppet master's expression was extraordinarily complicated: "...Are you sure?"
Ji Xuan: "Of course."
The puppet master fixedly glanced at the man in front of him, and shook his head in confusion: "This is not like you, Ji Xuan."
Specter are selfish creatures who do anything to satisfy their own desires. The tougher Specter is, the more obsessive they are, yet the other party would actually make such a decision for the sake of others... This is really incomprehensible.
Ji Xuan raised his hand, a drop of blood floated in his slender and pale palm, and said calmly:
"For you, if your mother doesn't leave the real world, you have to hide here forever, don't you?"
The puppet master gave him one last look, and finally, he replied:
"All right."
He took the blood from Ji Xuan's hand: "Give me some time."
After that, the figure of the puppet master disappeared into the ghost again.
Ji Xuan stood in the wasteland for a long time, his scarlet blood-like eyes were fixed in the distance. In the bottom of his eyes, paranoid desire and reason were fighting, and his sharp fingertips were deeply embedded in the palm of his hand. The pain it caused was extremely minimal, so that he could hardly feel the slightest calm.
The voice roared in his head.
Desire whispers.
What if the whole world is turned upside down? Wouldn't it be enough if they were not together forever
Are you really willing
Willing
Ji Xuan's pupils tightened, turning into a narrow slit, like the vertical pupils of a snake, flashing with inhuman cruelty and bloodthirsty madness.
The youth's face flashed before his eyes.
In the darkness of the night, the young man turned his head to look at himself, and his star-like eyes reflected the night sky and lights above his head.
Ji Xuan closed his eyes.
Yes.
Willing.
At this moment, the shadow ghost came back and brought a big gift - a human who was still struggling, trembling crazily.
Ji Xuan glanced at him lightly.
The past as a human being is already meaningless to him, and he can hardly recall what happened so long ago. However, since Ye Jia gave it to him, it can be regarded as a gift.
Ji Xuan was about to raise his hand to let the ghost ghost take him away and share it with the other ghosts for fun when a blood-red moth fluttered towards him in the distance.
He was stunned.
Ji Xuan raised his hand, the moth landed on his cold and slender fingertips, and the tentacles on the top of his head trembled, as if they were whispering something.
news from the intelligence network.
There is a change in the Occult Authority, and it seems that it has begun to call in people... And, ace is also there.
Ji Xuan was stunned.
Is your brother going to do it
However, the other party didn't reveal the slightest information to him... What's going on
The man lowered his eyes, his eyes fell on his feet, the man with a pale and twisted face, a pair of blood-red eyes flashed a brutal and terrifying look, but his voice was still flat.
He said to the ghost ghost, "No need to send it over."
Ji Xuan stepped forward unhurriedly, leaned down slightly, and saw his shrunken face in the other's terrified pupils, the corners of his lips twitched, revealing a warm smile:
"Let's have a good chat."
A terrifying roar echoed in the blood-colored wasteland, and the scream was particularly terrifying, as if it should not have appeared in this world, with astonishing fear and despair.
I don't know how long it took.
The screaming stopped.
Ji Xuan wiped his blood-stained fingertips little by little, his dark pupils were half closed, the emotions in his eyes were dark and unpredictable, and the whole person was enveloped in a dangerous atmosphere that was difficult to distinguish between joy and anger.
Although the chief director has never asked the whereabouts of the notebook from the former director, he has actually continued related research over the years. Although it is still not deep enough, he has also touched the door.
Then compare it with the information Ji Xuan now knows...
In fact, he can already roughly guess the intention of the other party.
Pain gnawed at every muscle, bone and flesh in Ji Xuan's body, and his heart was beaten fiercely to open a gap, as if the opponent's sickle had passed through his chest again...
It was like being burned by the other's warm palm in a dark school building.
Shadow Ghost cautiously stepped forward: "Wang, what are you going to do next?"
Ji Xuan: "Don't stop me."
He turned his head to look at the ghost ghost: "Remove the ghosts lurking near the blood sacrifice pond. Once you encounter an ambush, you don't need to fight. Report to your mother immediately."
"Yes." Shadow Ghost didn't dare to ask more, he bowed his head deeply and disappeared.
Ji Xuan lowered his head and spread his palms.
A puppet with light hair and light eyes appeared in his palm, tilted his head and stared at him, holding a sickle in his small arm.
"Brother, so you lied to me too."
He lowered his head, placed a precious kiss on the top of the doll's hair, and raised his lips slightly: "You love me."
·
Ji Xuan lowered a pair of scarlet eyes, his eyes swept over the struggling, angry, and roaring humans, and then he took it back lightly.
The pool of blood sacrifices in front of them shimmered terribly and rolled over and over.
A huge hollow circle unfolded in the air, and viscous malice poured down.
Ji Xuan stretched out his hand and pulled the puppet with Ye Jia's breath beside him, his eyes narrowed carelessly, and a smile appeared without a trace.
Brother, I won.