"Huh... I guessed it right. This group of blood people who were almost wiped out in the war and reappeared recently are indeed short of money.
If the next trip can be settled with money, things will be much easier."
William raised his head and looked between the huge peaks, and noticed that the female blood citizen with mosquito characteristics did not return to the factory, but floated between the peaks, as if she wanted to appreciate his next performance.
Feeling the gaze directed at her, the woman shook her slender arms and even gave him a seductive look.
After confirming that everything was correct, William continued his journey to the leather factory.
"Thirteen, let's go... At least we can be sure that the blood people in the sky will not interfere with us."
After descending the last Connective Mountain that blocks the factory, the only obstacle is the raging river of blood.
The "Black Umbilical Cord" had helped confirm this before. The blood here is highly toxic. If one is swept into the river of blood, it may cause damage to the body, and one may even be seriously injured before setting foot in the leather factory.
However, looking at the blood river in front of him with a flow rate of 20m/s, William smiled slightly.
He looked up at the sky. Even though this was an underground world, he could still vaguely see the stars of the old world. Rays of starlight flashed between his eyes, and he took a step forward following this feeling.
Just as his feet were about to fall into the surging river of blood,
Buzz!
A light curtain like a galaxy formed under his feet, and his feet landed steadily on it.
The same was true for every step he took afterwards. A light curtain would always appear ahead of his feet. He would just walk straight towards the "Sutured Door", completely ignoring the rushing river of blood.
Thirteen quickly followed suit, bending her knees and lifting her skirt, while holding down the hem of her skirt with her hands, sitting firmly on the teacher's shoulders and crossing the river with them.
This scene was also seen by the mosquito-like female nobles in the sky, "Hmm? This is... the ability of the stargazer, right? Where did this hybrid leather slave come from? How come I have never heard of such a talent under the leather factory~ But it's good, if this guy can be transformed by the blood plague, I will have an interesting guy to accompany me in the future.
I'm really looking forward to it ~ I hope the guy guarding the door doesn't use too much force, and it would be best if he just knocks you out.
If it were chopped into pieces, it would probably take a lot of time to repair the body.
Hehe~ Let me see how long you, a hybrid, can last."
…
300m… 200m… 100m
Just as I was about to reach the "Suture Gate", Little Grape's voice rang in my head.
"William, wait... there's something in the depths of the blood river! Stop for a moment, let me take a closer look."
"Just stay inside and watch. Don't expose your existence for now, and don't expose your evil yang attribute, just in case."
As William stopped, Little Grape immediately focused her gaze on the depths of the blood river, and through the layers of thick blood, she looked at an unknown black shadow at the bottom.
As the effect of the gray eyes gradually increased, and Little Grape adjusted the distance between children again and again,
A large humanoid figure was captured in the eye.
"This is!"
When Little Grape transmitted the gradually clearer visual images to William, the latter also broke out in a cold sweat.
This is a life form that is over three meters tall, with all the skin peeled off, revealing perfect muscle tissue. He is kneeling on one knee with his head buried, squatting at the bottom of the blood river.
Without the protection of skin, even with a perfectly strong body, blood continued to seep out from the muscle tissue.
However, his skin was not stolen or lost. Instead, it was stacked in small cubes beside him like tofu. The color and friction were within the appropriate range, and there were obvious muscle lines.
Moreover, the skin that was folded like tofu was completely unaffected by the blood river.
When William and Little Grape looked directly at such an individual, a danger signal was transmitted between their souls at the same time.
"Teacher, what did you see? Can you share it with me?" Thirteen on the teacher's shoulder felt the teacher's nervousness and asked.
As the epileptic brain shared the visual images, Thirteen began to search for answers in her cognition.
Just then,
The yellow paper gave the answer in advance, and the yellow words jumped out at the eyes.
≮The leather slaves who are granted the title of "Apostle" are also called "Skin Apostles". Only individuals who have completed the journey on the road of skin can be granted the title of Apostle. They are equivalent to the core security force of the leather factory.
When I was discovered, I was hunted by many apostles. Although I killed a few of them, these guys were as difficult to deal with as glue.
It's not that I favor the Leather Factory. In my opinion, the Skin Apostle is even more troublesome than the Tumor Knight and the Plague Knight.
However, the guy you see in front of you should be a newcomer who does not exist in my memory. Moreover, his condition is very bad, and his whole body is corroded by blood. In order to ensure that the sacred skin is not damaged, it is peeled off and stored separately.
It's strange, why is such a distinguished apostle here? Try not to disturb him. You can't be a match for such a guy now. Continue your starry sky walk. ≯
"good."
William slowed down his pace as much as possible, and through the extreme control of his systemic epilepsy, made every inch of his muscles move smoothly without causing the slightest ripples.
Keeping this feeling, I continued to move forward, and the horizontal distance between me and the Skin Apostle kept getting closer.
5m… 3m… 1m.
When the horizontal distance between the two is 0,
Gurgle~bubbles rise up.
The originally slight sense of danger was instantly magnified, and William, Little Grape, Thirteen, and even the hidden Yellow Skin all tensed up.
"Teacher, run!"
"William, retreat!"
When Thirteen, Little Grape, and William himself all thought of evacuating at the first moment, Huangpi gave a different opinion.
≮You can’t escape, find a way to survive, William! ≯
Buzz!
An irresistible cortical suction force came, and as long as there was any inch of skin on William's body, he would be subjected to this suction force. The whole person was suddenly pulled into the blood river and sank into the depths.
"Skin protection"
The gentleman's clothing containing black dead skin immediately wrapped the whole body to isolate himself from the infiltration of the blood river.
Hiss, hiss, hiss~ Due to the contact between the clothes and the blood river, smoke rose from the surface, and part of the skin began to fester and bleed.
Unable to resist, even with the help of star magic, it can only delay time at most.
Huangpi's ability may be able to get rid of the absorption of this skin, but doing so will also expose Huangpi's existence.
Eventually William was forced to sink to the bottom of the lake.
At the same time, the Skin Apostle slowly stood up, and with one foot he stepped! Buzz... a skin aura spread out, forcing the surrounding blood river to open up on its own, forming an open area of 100m×100m.
The blood in front of the "sutured gate" was also cleaned up, revealing the gate's original appearance.
Immediately afterwards, the Skin Apostle slapped the ground with one hand!
The neatly stacked skins rose into the air and fit perfectly onto his body.
Perhaps because of the long soaking, the skin bag seemed to swell and become larger... Or maybe the skin bag was originally this size, slightly larger than his body.
Putting it on this person, it looks like a full-body leather suit that doesn't fit well.
Drip, drip, drip~ Blood kept flowing out from the holes in the skin on his face, indicating that the apostle was not in a good condition, and was even a little crazy and paranoid.
The most special thing about this skin is the hair follicle. There is only one hair follicle on the whole body, located on the vest, and is about the size of a fist.
Some kind of sharp black weapon is being stored between the hair follicles.
Just as the skin apostle stood up completely, William heard bursts of epic music in his ears, like a chorus of leather drums and primitive voices of the tribe.
The apostle looked down at the person in front of him with his bloodshot eyes. A white shadow frame gradually emerged above his head.
§Pym Lawley, the Keeper of the Suture Gate§