Somewhere in Byron City.
Amidst the remains of flesh and blood.
Chalsk, who had just recovered, stared blankly at the sky. His face suddenly became extremely ferocious. "How dare he? How could he do that? That's … the Holy Grail! "
Wasn't becoming an 'Immortal' the goal of all 'perfectionists'?
Why was he so disdainful?
To ruin the entire ceremony?
That didn't make sense!
"Hehe … The madness and corruption of us Perfectionists will only be more terrifying than others … Perhaps that person has already gone crazy …"
In the darkness, Sanil's figure slowly walked out. "The matter of the Holy Grail has come to an end, but Chalsk … I won't let you off so easily for scheming against me.
"I'm not in a good mood right now. Don't provoke me, Sanil, or you'll regret it."
Chalsk's clothes were torn apart. Countless limbs and heads extended out, and he turned into a terrifying monster with hundreds of feet, arms, and eyes.
He was really angry.
It wasn't easy to start the Blood Cup War.
It required a specific star orbit, which meant time. Basically, this was the only time he would encounter something like this in his life.
And this failure meant that he had no chance of becoming an Immortal. He could only rot and die of old age.
"Ordinary mysterious people can't satisfy me anymore. Now, I prefer to hunt for strange ingredients …"
Sanil licked his lips. His eyes revealed a crazy desire, and he suddenly turned into a demon with goat horns.
The two monsters collided in the blink of an eye.
Their bodies were the best weapons.
Poison, corrosive pus, flames …
All kinds of extraordinary abilities turned into continuous explosions and colorful lights.
"Damn it … Sanil, if you keep this up, you'll only attract the real lunatic of the Five Rings School!"
The monster that Chalsk had transformed into collapsed a wall and roared angrily.
Just then, he suddenly felt that something was wrong.
In the sky, a shadow that covered the sun had already descended.
It was the wings of the three-eyed feathered snake!
On the ground, the darkness seemed to have a life of its own, constantly devouring everything.
"That lunatic … He wants to kill both of us?"
Chalsk blurted out.
Sanil looked up and saw the figure standing on top of the three-eyed feathered snake. He suddenly felt a chill.
"There are two more here!"
Chung Shen-soo mumbled to himself as he patted the Three-eyed Feathered Serpent.
In the sky, pure white feathers once again fell from the sky …
This time, Chung Shen-soo didn't let his guard down. At the same time, he chanted, "Modo …"
Activating the Nameless Technique, a terrifying spiritual pressure fell on Chalsk.
The giant monster's eyes instantly became confused, and a large number of its limbs simultaneously lost the ability to move, allowing the pure white feathers to fall one after another.
The countless feathers turned into a circle and completely enveloped the monster.
At the same time, he tilted his body slightly and dodged Sanil's claw, which had appeared behind him at some point.
"Sanir the Gourmet?"
Chung Shen-soo looked at Sanil's body. "Void Xenogeneic Bloodline?"
He had read the introduction in the Restricted Book Area and knew that it was a powerful spirit world creature that was very good at spatial teleportation.
"What a perfect ingredient …"
Sanil was even more excited. His whole body was shaking. "The complete Three-Eyed Feathered Snake Bloodline? To think that a genius like you could appear in a declining Five-Ring Sect … It's a pity that such a genius is still going to fall … "
As he sighed, Chung Shen-soo seemed to see a huge demon face appear behind Sanil.
In an instant, he felt that his spirit body used a certain bridge to form a connection with Sanil, who was opposite him.
"Void Mark … Prey that I've set my sights on never escape."
Purplish-red flames appeared in Sanil's eyes. "Accept the punishment of the Void!"
Suddenly, Chung Shen-soo felt a terrifying madness and influence. Using the mark as a bridge, it was about to surge into his soul.
Clearly, this Void Mark had the ability to contaminate the spirit world.
Furthermore, it was extremely intrinsically powerful.
And many "perfectionists" were often on the verge of losing control, so they were the weakest when it came to direct attacks on the soul.
"The Void Xenogeneic Bloodline that I have is not only good at spatial travel, but also soul contamination …"
In a certain subconscious world, Sanil, who had completely turned into a demon, appeared. "My stomach is already thirsty, my appetite is already roaring … I will slowly taste your spirit body."
His expression was ferocious as he looked at a Three-Eyed Feathered Snake in front of him that was obviously much thinner. He pounced on it with disdain.
Perhaps the Three-Eyed Feathered Snake was very powerful in the spirit world, but the pure consciousness domain was still the territory of the Void Xenogeneics!
Needless to say, with the Void Mark, he had a bonus in this aspect!
This was the Gourmet's trump card. Previously, Sanil had relied on this move to turn the tables and fight his way out of the encirclement.
The huge demon tore the feathered snake apart and entered deeper into Chung Shen-soo's consciousness.
Sanil wanted to devour Chung Shen-soo's innermost spirit body, which was his true spirit.
However, in the next moment, he saw …
…
"Ahhh!!!"
In Byron City, Sanil's eyes exploded, and blood flowed out.
He knelt on the ground and returned to his human form, continuously wailing and yelling meaningless nonsense.
His skin began to tear, and it was as if countless insects were crawling all over his body. His original organs seemed to have developed a consciousness of their own, wanting to leave this body.
"Trying to compete with me in spirit? Do you want to die?"
Chung Shen-soo mocked inwardly. "My true spirit has been contaminated by the Ancient Gods. Even that Blind Enlightened Being from the Dragon Tiger Sect has verified it … and you want to compete with me?"
No matter how high a Void Xenogeneic's level was, it was still a spirit world creature.
There was still a considerable gap between it and the Twelve Great Existences, the source of all mysteries in the spirit world.
The Door of All Doors was also at this level.
Even if it was just a touch of his scent, it would be enough to make Sanil suffer a great loss and bleed.
"Die!"
Seeing Sanil on the verge of losing control, Chung Shen-soo waved his hand. Countless feathers fell down and covered him completely.
On the other side, the monster that was Charles also fell to the ground, dead without a sound.
Pitch-black blood flowed out of his pores.
At this moment, Chung Shen-soo felt something move beside him.
He thought for a moment and took out a crudely carved wooden cup.
The Holy Grail!
At the bottom of the cup, there seemed to be a circle of wriggling black sludge, emitting a rancid smell. It reminded Chung Shen-soo of a rotten swamp.
"This is a half-finished Blood of Eternal Life. It's useless at all."
He mumbled and watched as the Gourmet and Charles' bodies quickly melted and were absorbed by the Holy Grail.
The black sludge at the bottom of the Holy Grail seemed to become thicker, as if it would ferment into wine in the next moment.
'How many ordinary sacrifices can these two' perfectionists' compare to? Does this count as using quality to make up for quantity? Unfortunately … they're still useless … '
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