A soul-stirring battle had finally come to an end.
On the snow, there was a large patch of crisscrossed ice blades, hundreds of cracks of varying lengths, and large and small pools of blood, all of which showed how tragic this battle was. The Black Twilight King Snake relied on its ability to control the mind to reveal a flaw in the Snow Giant at a critical moment. Only then did it have a chance to kill it in one fell swoop. However, after killing its natural enemy, the Black Twilight King Snake was also riddled with wounds, especially on its back where the Snow Giant had bitten off a large piece of flesh. Snake blood was still flowing.
The king snake gasped for breath, the light in its eyes no longer as strong as when it first met Allen. The snake's eyes dimmed. Even if the king snake fell to the ground and died in the next moment, Allen would not be surprised. On the contrary, he was glad that this was the case.
This place was not suitable to stay for long.
He didn't want to go back to the snake's nest. Allen glanced at the king snake. The king snake seemed to be recovering its breath. It lay motionless on the corpse of the Snow Giant. This fellow's vitality was truly astonishing. No wonder he hadn't died even after suffering such a serious injury. From the looks of it, he would probably recover from his injuries and search for food again.
Allen carefully moved his feet and came out of the cave. Looking to the right, he could vaguely see the outline of the Whispering Forest. A hundred meters away from the cave was the edge of the forest. Allen moved in that direction with light hands and feet. Just as he took a few steps, he suddenly felt a chill in his heart and looked around in shock. The Black Twilight King Snake had already raised its head and looked at him faintly with its two large snake eyes.
Allen's scalp exploded.
The king snake suddenly moved, flying like the wind on the snow, slanting towards Allen to intercept him. Allen shouted that he was unlucky and could only pounce back and roll to the side of the cave. The king snake circled around on the snow and opened its mouth wide to bite Allen. Helpless, Allen turned around and ran back into the belly of the mountain. There was a violent tremor behind him. He hurriedly turned around and saw that the king snake was crashing into the edge of the cave, biting off a large piece of stone with its big mouth.
The giant snake shook its head, drilled into the cave, and quickly pounced towards Allen.
A fishy wind blew! Allen turned around and saw that the two yellow snake eyes were already right in front of him. The king snake opened its mouth and pounced towards Allen. At the critical moment, Allen's toes touched the ground, and his whole body fell to the ground. The giant snake's kiss brushed past his head, and Allen's ferocity was aroused by the king snake's desperate pursuit. He turned over on the ground, gripped the Demon's Praise tightly, and stabbed it into the king snake's abdomen.
There were crisscrossed scars under the king snake's head. The scales that had been caught by the Snow Giant with its sharp claws had flown everywhere, and they had all been turned over. Allen's dagger stabbed into the King Snake's body without any hindrance. Originally, a short weapon like a dagger was nothing to the long and thick King Snake. What was worse was that when it pounced in the air, its body flew forward due to inertia. Allen just grabbed the dagger and did not let go. The king snake let the demon praise him and opened a long wound that was more than ten meters long on his abdomen!
The King Snake's scales were harder than steel, but under the small dagger of the Devil's Praise, they were torn apart like cheese. As a result, the giant snake opened its stomach, and snake blood sprayed out from the wound like a fountain. In the blink of an eye, Allen was sprayed into a bloody man. The warm intestines flowed out and smashed around Allen. The king snake let out a sorrowful cry. It had already been severely injured in the previous battle with the giant. At this moment, Allen tore open his body, causing his blood essence to leak out, and he was even more powerless to reverse the situation.
The giant snake fell to the ground with a rumble. Allen felt his vision darken and hurriedly protected his head with both hands, but he was still bounced up by the king snake's falling body. His head hit the hard ground and he fainted. He was pressed down on the King Snake's corpse. The Black Twilight King Snake's blood was still flowing out of the huge wound, forming a blood spring in the low-lying ground beside Allen.
The devil's praise was almost soaked in the snake blood. The devil gem on the hilt of the saber shone brightly. The dagger was greedily absorbing the King Snake's blood and sending traces of snake blood essence into Allen's body. Gradually, half of the Wang Xuequan disappeared. In the end, the Abyss Devil Gem almost emitted a dense scarlet light. The ball of light extended along Allen's arm and enveloped his entire body in a few breaths of time.
The snake blood was no longer absorbed by the dagger, but it boiled and rolled as if it had its own will. In the end, it produced a dozen or so streams of blood that were as thin as small snakes and drilled into Allen's mouth. At the same time, the Wang Xuequan steamed on its own, forming a dark red mist of blood that wrapped around Allen's entire body and drilled into his pores and nose.
This process lasted for a full ten minutes.
Ten minutes later, the blood spring in the pool was almost dried up. More than half of the king snake's blood essence had been divided up by Allen and the devil's praise.
"Wah!" Allen suddenly woke up, turned over, and spat out a mouthful of snake blood. He wiped his mouth and felt bitter. He didn't know how much snake blood he had drunk. Looking at his body, it was even more scarlet. At this moment, his gaze swept across the devil's praise, and Allen couldn't help but be stunned.
He didn't know when the devil's praise had changed. If it was a dagger before, it was now a short saber.
The length of the blade had increased by a few centimeters, and the silver-white blade had turned dark red. In the middle of the blade was a twisting pitch-black pattern. It was like a black bolt of lightning that split the blade into two. The edge of the blade had an additional circle of serrated teeth. It could be imagined that when it was used to tear an enemy apart, it would leave a rather troublesome wound. The devil gem on the hilt of this new short saber was still the same.
A scarlet light flashed in the gem, and more information appeared in Allen's mind.
The first stage, "Blood Hymn", was removed. Sharpness increased by 17%. Probability of armor penetration increased by 21%. Special ability, "Blood Blade Burial", was removed!
Allen was stunned on the spot. He looked at the short saber in his hand repeatedly. The shock in his heart could no longer be expressed with words. Since it had the first stage, was there a second and third stage? If that was the case, then the Devil's Praise was like a living creature, a weapon that could grow! It had the ability to grow and could use special abilities without the Magic Cube sequence. The true identity of this weapon was already on the verge of being revealed.
Origin Tool!
That's right, the Devil's Praise was definitely one of those mysterious Origin Tools. If that was the case, who was his father that he had never met? In his hands, why would there be an Origin Tool like the Devil's Praise? Moreover, with the special nature of the Origin Tool, it was something that couldn't be bought with money and was priceless. Since his father had given such a precious thing to his mother, it meant that he valued his mother. Then why did he leave for no reason when his mother was about to give birth to him?
Allen discovered that the more he understood about his mysterious father, the more mysterious his background became.
Archimedes, what kind of man was he?
Speaking of the Devil's Praise, according to the information that the Origin Tool had transmitted to him through his consciousness, the dagger was the daily form of the Devil's Praise. The short saber-like "Blood Hymn" was the Awakening Form. The Awakening Form of the Devil's Praise was divided into stages, and different stages would change. And the higher the stage, the stronger the special ability.
However, as for how many stages the Devil's Praise had, the specific forms and abilities of each stage, there was no clear information.
Allen only knew that what was needed to activate a higher level of Awakening Form was blood essence! The blood essence of a powerful life form was the source of power of the Devil's Praise. Every time he used this Origin Tool to attack his opponent, as long as he cut his skin, the Devil's Praise would be able to absorb his opponent's blood essence. A portion of the blood essence absorbed would be stored in the Abyss Devil Gem, which would act as a "fuel" for awakening forms and special abilities. The other small portion would be fed back to the holder to strengthen the holder's various bodily functions.
If it wasn't for the fact that he accidentally tore open the abdomen of the Black Twilight King Snake and absorbed a large amount of snake blood essence tonight, the Devil's Praise would not have awakened the first stage of its form. Feeding on the blood of life, this Origin Tool Fruit was just like its name described, a complete demon!
The dark red color on the blade of the short saber was fading away, and when the blood-like color had completely retreated. The pitch-black lines in the middle gradually disappeared. Then, the blade shortened, the serrated teeth retracted, and in the blink of an eye, it returned to its original dagger-like appearance. Looking at the Origin Tool with a trace of its origin, Allen shook his head and put it back into the scabbard at his waist. As for its origin, Allen could only slowly dig it out himself.
He didn't dare to reveal the secret of the Devil's Praise. If a rank ten magic energy weapon were to be thrown out, it would still attract competition, let alone an Origin Tool. Looking at Windsor Bellow, who possessed the Endless Turret, had become the name of Marshal Greed. Of course, there was also a factor of Windsor Bellow's own strength, but the help of the Origin Tool could not be underestimated. If outsiders knew that Allen also possessed an Origin Tool, Allen was almost certain that it would lead to countless bloody storms.
No matter what, Allen had gained a lot tonight. It was impossible to say that there wasn't a trace of joy in obtaining an Origin Tool. However, when Allen saw the many dangerous species and the corpses of the Black Twilight King Snake in the King Snake's nest, he suddenly realized that his harvest might be even richer.
Not to mention the corpses of the King Snake and the Snow Giant, the hundreds of Tyrant Bear corpses in the snake nest were a windfall. The fur of the Tyrant Bear was silver and shiny, and it was one of the high-grade fur favored by the upper class. As for its Origin Jade, it was the raw material of high-grade magic martial artists. Even the Tyrant Bear was like this. Even if the Tier 10 Black Twilight King Snake and the Snow Giant were sold separately, they would still be a suffocating number.
Even the five snake eggs in the depths of the snake nest could definitely be sold for a good price. One had to know that the King Snake gave birth to only one child at a time. Now that there were five King Snake eggs, the Federation or some of the powerful biological research institutions would be interested in buying them. Of course, with just Allen alone, not to mention selling these things, even transporting them back to Babylon would be a problem.
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