The situation became unfavorable to Allen.
Blood Hand Origin Energy was activated, and the rumbling Origin Energy formed light patterns on the surface of his body. Bright red Origin Energy light flashed across the surface of his skin and gathered towards his right hand. At this moment, Blood Hand was just like his name. His right hand was completely red, as if it had just been pulled out of a corpse and was stained with blood.
He raised his right hand and opened his palm. The blood-colored light finally formed a marionette engraving between Blood Hand's palm. Blood Slave!
The abilities that were extended from the Blood Slave were mostly used to control blood. When the young Blood Hand activated the Blood Slave and awakened his first ability, Blood Qi Absorption, he decided to embark on the path of a killer. Blood Qi Absorption was not like a vampire absorbing the blood essence of a life. Instead, after killing the target, it could absorb a drop of the opponent's blood essence and store it.
Using this blood essence, Blood Hand could analyze some of the target's information. For example, memories, or experience in a certain field of expertise, etc.
This ability didn't seem to be of much use, but when Blood Hand awakened another ability, the Blood Qi Puppet, at level 13, the effect of Blood Qi Absorption would be displayed. After absorbing the blood essence, it could be engraved and recorded. When using the Blood Qi Puppet, it would automatically replicate a drop of blood essence and use it as the core of the puppet. The cloned blood essence could be combined with almost anything to form a puppet. Many of Blood Hand's missions were to send the cloned blood essence to the vicinity of the target in various ways, and then activate the blood essence nearby, causing it to quickly fuse with the nearby matter and mutate, forming a blood puppet to assassinate the target.
At this moment, the Origin Energy circuit on the engravings flickered for a while. The skin of Blood Hand's right index finger flushed red, and he used his Origin Energy to force out a few drops of blood from the tip of his finger. A total of four drops of blood sprayed out and landed on the ground. The blood droplets were like black holes, crazily absorbing the fallen leaves, rotten mud, and other things nearby. In the blink of an eye, four blood puppets that were about a meter tall and had no facial features were formed from dark red mud.
After they had a shape, their arms stretched out with a pull, forming swords and other objects. As Blood Hand smiled and pointed at Allen, the four blood puppets immediately attacked Allen. Blood Hand was in a good mood, and the gloominess he felt from losing the upper hand to Allen had lessened slightly. Originally, he could only form one Blood Puppet at a time, but after he awakened the auxiliary ability "Blood Amplification" when he was Level-18, the number of Blood Puppets increased from one to four, greatly increasing the practicality of this ability.
Blood Hand was sure that the four blood puppets had formed a small battle group. Once the Origin Energy level continued to increase and the Blood Slave continued to advance, its abilities would also increase. Perhaps in the future, the number of blood puppets could double. How spectacular would that be? Unfortunately, ever since he reached level 18 in Origin Energy, there had been no progress in the past few years.
Firstly, he was limited by his talent. Secondly, he was busy with various matters and intoxicated with wine and women. The tempering of his Origin Energy was even more difficult to persevere as it was when he was young. Fortunately, Blood Hand was still able to maintain level 18 Origin Energy without retreating. The most recent intensive Origin Energy training was entrusted by Bescot. In order to ensure that his reputation would not fall, Blood Hand had undergone a week of special training.
Now that he was controlling the four blood puppets to attack Allen, it reminded him of the time when he was a killer. A thought flashed through Blood Hand's mind. Perhaps if he closed the company and continued to devote himself to the profession of assassins, he would make a breakthrough. However, he knew very well that his years of wine and women had made it impossible for him to return to his former life as an assassin.
If it weren't for the fact that Bescot had offered a sufficiently attractive price this time, he wouldn't have been willing to accept the commission. At this moment, he hoped that Allen would be able to last a little longer, so that he could experience the feeling of back then.
Unfortunately, Allen did not do as he wished.
Dang!
Allen used his knife to forcefully receive a sword slash from a blood puppet's waist. It looked like mud, but when it collided, it was so hard that it made people point their fingers, causing the sound of metal colliding. Allen snorted. These blood puppets weren't as strong as Blood Hand himself, but judging from the impact of the weapons, they had the strength of around Level 13 or Level 14.
What was even more troublesome was that these fellows' swords were extremely hard, but their bodies were no different from mud. Allen had once seized the opportunity to slice off the head of one of the puppets, but after the knife slash, the blood puppet's head didn't fall off like a living creature. Allen's knife seemed to have cut through a ball of mud. After the cut, the blood puppet's head returned to normal, and it continued to attack with vigor.
As a result, Allen fell into a bitter battle.
"How is it? These toys I created with blood essence aren't bad, right?" Blood Hand laughed loudly from behind. "You have to be careful. Ordinary swords and sabers can't kill these toys of mine."
Allen's heart trembled.
He slashed repeatedly, splitting apart the blood puppets attacking from the left and right. Allen moved his right hand to the back of his waist and pulled out the Fiend's Praise. At this moment, another blood puppet charged over and swung its sword. Allen blocked it with Dark Destruction while his right hand shot out like lightning, stabbing the Fiend's Praise deep into the puppet's body. The blood puppet's movements immediately froze, and then the blood color on its body faded continuously. In the end, it turned into a drop of blood essence, which was quietly absorbed by the Fiend's Praise.
This blood puppet's body turned from dark red to yellowish-brown. With a splash, its muddy body could no longer maintain its shape and scattered, forming a real puddle of mud under Allen's feet.
It worked!
Allen was delighted. The Fiend's Praise had always had the ability to absorb blood energy. Blood puppets were formed from blood essence, and once they lost their blood essence, they naturally couldn't maintain their shape. Allen had only wanted to give it a try, and unexpectedly, it worked.
Blood Hand's smile froze on his face. Of course, his blood puppets weren't invincible. As far as he knew, there were several ways to destroy blood puppets. But none of them were as easy and simple as Allen, destroying the blood puppet with a single stab!
"How is this possible?"
While Blood Hand was still in shock, Allen had already raised his saber and used the devil's praise to kill all the remaining blood puppets. Only then did Blood Hand roar wildly and pounce forward. Allen was already prepared. Origin Energy surged to form a prairie blade, and a Flaming Moon Slash that was superimposed with vibrations shot out. The Flaming Moon trembled and exploded in front of Blood Hand. The intense explosion and high-temperature flames forced Blood Hand to retreat. After the explosion, Blood Hand passed through the curtain of fire that was still burning on the ground. Allen had long since disappeared.
Under the flames, Blood Hand's originally ferocious face became even more distorted. He nodded and said, "Let's see how far you can run!"
The night was like water.
It was already the second night, and tonight's moon was covered by dark clouds. Only when the wind at high altitudes blew away the clouds a little would they inadvertently leak out a bit of moonlight. But very quickly, the clouds would cover up the moonlight again, and the Whispering Forest would be shrouded in a dim night.
Allen leaned against the rough and uneven trunk of a fir tree. At this moment, he was seven or eight meters away from the ground. He sat on a few thick branches. This was a rare opportunity to rest, especially since it gave him time to chew up a few herbs he had picked along the way and apply them to the long wound on his arm. It was caused by the claws of blood energy formed by Blood Hand that were like magical beasts' claws. When the skin on his arm was torn apart, Allen could clearly feel a small amount of blood energy leaking out of his body along with the wound.
Blood Hand was a very dangerous killer. His danger came not only from his profession and rich experience, but also from his ability. The offensive abilities extended from the engravings of the Blood Slave more or less all had the ability to extract blood energy. Allen's Devil's Praise also had the same effect. However, the Devil's Praise not only extracted the target's blood energy, but also the target's life force.
Even if it wasn't as good as the Devil's Praise, excessive blood loss would still pose a fatal threat.
Blood Hand could almost be said to be Allen's natural enemy. The various advantages that Allen was able to wield in the forest disappeared in the face of Blood Hand's experience and Origin Energy gap. No matter how he concealed his whereabouts, Blood Hand would always find him. Allen had used all sorts of methods, but he was still unable to reverse the increasingly disadvantageous situation for him.
After applying herbs to the wound on his arm, Allen put another herb in his mouth and chewed it hard. When the herbs mixed with saliva to form a slightly astringent liquid, he spat out the medicinal dregs in his mouth, rubbed them with both hands, and smeared them on his face, armpits, back, and lower abdomen. It was the Wolf Venom Grass. After chewing it up and wiping it on his body, it could conceal a person's body qi.
After finishing his preparations, Allen picked up the knife and got down from the tree. After a short period of rest and eating, he had enough strength to continue another transfer. He was not discouraged. Blood Hand was exceptionally difficult to deal with, and Allen's several counter-hunts had all ended in failure. However, Allen believed that as long as it was a person, there would be a chance to kill him. Blood Hand could not maintain his advantage forever.
All Allen needed to do was wait patiently, wait for an almost impossible opportunity.
Ten minutes after he left, Blood Hand appeared on the fir tree that Allen had been resting on. He sniffed with his nose and frowned, "It's the smell of Wolf Venom Grass. What kind of noble disciple is this? He even knows how to use Wolf Venom Grass to conceal his body odor. I think he's more like a hunter or killer, but that's more interesting. "
Blood Hand laughed. Origin Energy surged, and the carvings of the Blood Slave reappeared. This time, Blood Hand's eyes were bloodshot. After his pupils contracted violently, they actually formed a strange cross-shaped shape. He smiled and said, "However, it's time for this game to end. Otherwise, the boss in Bescot will be unhappy. "
Blood Qi Tracking, another ability of Blood Hand. He could directly observe the traces of blood energy. On the fir tree, Blood Hand could clearly see a faint blood ribbon descending from the fir tree and turning into the depths of the forest, marking the trajectory of Allen's movements. The blood energy that remained in the air was naturally emitted from the wound on his arm. After all, that was also an ability that came with the Blood Claw.
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