In the pitch-black hall, a figure stood in the center.
At the top of the hall, there was a light source made of crystals. However, the light it emitted was suppressed by the surrounding darkness and could not be dispersed. Instead, it was a beam of light that was projected downwards.
It was like the headlamp of an important character in a stage play.
And at this moment, this "headlamp" happened to shine on the humanoid figure, draping him with a thin layer of gold.
He seemed to be the only main character in this dark hall.
Through the illumination of the light source, one could see the true appearance of this figure. It was … Luigi.
Or rather, the Luigi that the light shadow demon imitated.
At this moment, the light shadow demon closed its eyes. It was unknown what it was doing. It looked like it was enjoying the only glory in this darkness.
Around the light shadow demon, one could hear the gurgling sound of liquid flowing.
Through the faintly bright fog, one could vaguely see that the ground around the light shadow demon was covered in strange symbols. These symbols were all connected together, and black and red blood flowed within them.
The gurgling sound that had been heard before was the blood flowing within the symbols.
Observing the flowing blood from the surface, it was impossible to determine where the source of its kinetic energy was. It was as if the blood was being guided by an invisible force and was flowing on its own.
Countless blood symbols gathered to form a diagram, and countless blood diagrams condensed to form a blood formation.
However, it was somewhat different from a magic formation. It was more like a blood shaman formation set up by primitive tribes.
And this special blood formation was actually a summoning ritual.
The target of the summoning was the Blood Calamity whose main body was located in the Gloomy Mirror Region!
The unknown blood formation continued to flow. After an unknown amount of time, the fog around the light shadow demon began to slowly float. It was as if there was an invisible passage that pierced through the fog and extended to an unknown void.
It was also at this moment that the light shadow demon opened its eyes.
His eyes slowly turned pitch black. Whether it was the pupils or the whites of his eyes, they all became dark and deep.
In the light shadow demon's vision, the surroundings were no longer just black and white. Instead, it suddenly became "lively" and "noisy." Colorful balls of light emerged from the blood formation.
It was just that these brilliant colors were extremely strange and glaring. The white ones were even paler, as if the brain was bubbling; the red ones were even more scarlet, as if the brain was filled with ferocious blood vessels; the yellow ones were just as uncomfortable, as if one could smell the stench of vomit just by looking at the color …
Anyone who saw these wriggling colors would have the illusion that they were being dismembered.
Only the Light Shadow Demon was unaffected.
Instead, he hummed a strange tune as he reached out with his long black fingernails and slowly moved these miserable colorful balls of light.
Yes, he could directly use his finger to push aside the colorful light clusters, light mists, and even light spots.
If anyone could see this scene, they would probably be so shocked that their eyes would be wide open.
But if Laplace was here and saw the Light Shadow Yao's actions, he would not be shocked at all. Because he was a "Light Shadow" yao, he was formed from special light. Fiddling with these colorful lights was as simple as eating and drinking for humans.
This was an ability that had been carved into his instincts.
Colorful lights constantly floated up from the blood formation on the ground. These colorful lights gathered around the Light Shadow Yao and he leisurely fiddled with them.
As he fiddled, he would pick up the colorful lights and merge them with other colorful lights.
In the end, they merged into even more brilliant balls of light.
It looked like he was playing house with bubbles of light.
But in reality, the Light Shadow Yao was not playing around. He was weaving these colorful lights into a shell that could hold the ruler of blood.
The Light Shadow Yao looked up into the air. A passage invisible to the naked eye was transporting blood red energy from an unknown depth.
This energy was the power of the blood calamity.
But the present power of the blood calamity, because there was no vessel to hold it, could only hover above his head and form a floating sea of "blood."
What the Light Shadow Yao needed to do was weave a shell and absorb the power of the blood calamity from the "sea of blood" into the shell.
It was like first creating a bottle, then filling the bottle with water as it was made. When the bottle was filled to the brim, it would be over.
The bottle represented the "shell weaved by colorful lights," and the water in the bottle represented the "power of the blood calamity."
The Light Shadow Yao constantly used the colorful lights to sew the temporary shell of the ruler of blood. His eyes were filled with respect, and within that respect, there was a hint of infatuation.
To him, creating a shell for his "god" was the most revered thing.
He enjoyed the peace of this moment very much, as if this was the meaning of his existence.
Soon, the "foundation" of the shell was completed. It was similar to the bottom of a bottle. In other words, he could now pour the power of the blood calamity into the shell.
An invisible "pipe" extended from the sea of blood and pierced into the shell. The power of the blood calamity began to pour in continuously. However, the speed at which the power of the blood calamity poured in was not fast. After all, it was only the bottom of the bottle. The body of the bottle had not been created yet.
However, as the power of the blood calamity entered the colorful light shell, the voice of the blood calamity crossed the boundary and entered the Light Shadow Yao's ears even though the body had not been created yet.
"I smell the delicious taste of fresh blood …" A low voice sounded from the power of the blood calamity.
Hearing the ruler's voice, the Light Shadow Yao's expression became even more respectful. He continued to sew the shell while saying, "Respected master, I summoned you here to offer you the best blood."
As the Light Shadow Yao spoke, he took out the bottle containing the blood of the gods.
The next second, the bottle of the blood of the gods was snatched away by the blood calamity. It floated in front of the colorful light.
"There's the scent of a wild god. This is … the blood of the gods." The power of the blood calamity continued to surge. This also meant that the blood calamity was extremely expectant of the blood of the gods.
This was rare blood, especially in the Mirror Region. It had never tasted such high-quality blood before.
How could it not be excited?
However, the blood calamity was also somewhat dissatisfied. The blood of the gods in the bottle was in the form of solidified sand. This was obviously encrypted by a Bloodline Wizard.
If one did not know the method to decrypt it, there was no way to restore the blood of the gods to its original glory.
The Light Shadow Yao seemed to sense the dissatisfaction of the blood calamity and hurriedly explained, "Respected master, if the blood of the gods is hastily decrypted, it is very likely that the energy in the bloodline will be lost. Master, please rest assured that I have already captured the Wizard who sealed the blood of the gods. "
The blood calamity sensed for a moment and sensed the imprisoned parrot in the blood web outside.
The blood calamity could not be more familiar with the parrot, a human who had once defiled the bloodline fruit.
This time, the Light Shadow Yao had captured the parrot and obtained the blood of the gods from him. This made the blood calamity very satisfied.
In the face of the Light Shadow Yao's flattery, the blood calamity naturally would not be too harsh.
However …
"The blood of the gods is not bad, but the bloodline fruit of the beast god in his hands is the most important!" The blood calamity said, "So … where is the bloodline fruit?"
The Light Shadow Yao explained, "I have already interrogated him. He has already extracted the blood of the beast god from the bloodline fruit."
At this point, the Light Shadow Yao clearly felt that the surroundings had become much colder.
After all, in the blood calamity's opinion, the bloodline fruit was the most stable state. Once the beast god's blood was extracted, it was very likely that the beast god's blood structure would become unbalanced, leading to a loss of energy.
The blood calamity had always regarded the bloodline fruit as his own. Naturally, he would feel pain when he discovered that the energy of the bloodline fruit was being lost.
The Light Shadow Yao also knew what the blood calamity was thinking. He spoke quickly and quickly explained, "Master, don't worry. I have interrogated his companions and found that the parrot has a special secret treasure, the 'Aura of the Sea Cave'. After the parrot extracted the beast god's blood, he immediately used the secret treasure to stabilize himself."
Sensing that the coldness in the surroundings was gradually dissipating, the Light Shadow Yao continued, "Also, I have confirmed one thing."
"The parrot not only obtained the beast god's blood, but also the blood of the Wild God Oasis' Eternal Mother, Seheme," the Light Shadow Yao said, "The two types of god's blood were made into the Plate of Two Gods …"
The Light Shadow Yao told the blood calamity all the information he had obtained.
After the blood calamity heard this, although he did not give any answer, it could be seen from the surging power of the blood calamity that he was extremely excited!
Obtaining two types of god's blood at once, and they were the "processed" Plate of Two Gods, the blood calamity was naturally very happy.
He also found the Light Shadow Yao, this capable subordinate, much more pleasing to the eye.
If the Light Shadow Yao could weave the shell faster, the blood calamity would be even happier. After all, he was already unable to endure the thirst …
Faced with the blood calamity's urging, the Light Shadow Yao's expression was a little strange. After a long while, he said in a low voice, "Master, I have finished weaving your shell …"
Moreover, it had been done for a while.
"Finished weaving? How is that possible? "The blood calamity was a little surprised." Then why is the power I projected not even 50%? "
Logically speaking, the shell that the Light Shadow Yao weaved should be able to accommodate all the power it projected, but now, it was not even half of it?
The Light Shadow Yao also discovered the abnormality, but he did not know what had happened.
After checking for a long time, the Light Shadow Yao found the problem …
It was the "void pipeline" that transmitted the power of the blood calamity. There seemed to be a small problem.
The power of the blood calamity was still flowing in from the pipeline continuously, but the transmission speed of the power of the blood calamity seemed to be a little slower than before.
The Light Shadow Goblin spoke of his discovery. "Perhaps the level of the blood used in the ritual wasn't high enough … I bought the blood packets from Peluxiu. That damned profiteer, the blood packets he sold me might have been inferior."
As soon as the Light Shadow Yao finished speaking, the blood calamity said, "No, it's not the ritual problem."
Not the ritual problem? Then what could it be?
While the Light Shadow Yao was confused, the blood calamity suddenly shouted, "Who is it? Who is playing tricks? Come out! "
Someone was playing tricks? The Light Shadow Yao looked around suspiciously, but he did not find anything wrong.
After the blood calamity shouted, there was no change in the surroundings. It was quiet. Except for the sound of flowing blood, there was no other sound.
There was not even the sound of wind.
The blood calamity's clamor was like a bluff to the darkness.
The Light Shadow Yao was even more confused. He even used the blood web to look at the parrot in the glass ball, afraid that something had happened on his side. But the parrot did not show any abnormalities. He was paralyzed in the glass ball with a look of despair.
"Master, what happened?" The Light Shadow Yao finally asked his question.
The blood calamity did not say anything. He could feel that the energy he projected was intercepted by some kind of power … This was definitely not a problem with the ritual. Someone was deliberately playing tricks.
But he could not confirm who was playing tricks.
After all, most of his power was still in the void pipeline and had not entered this body.
Unless, he used a part of the power in his body to sense the void around him.
But the power of the blood calamity in his body would decrease every time he used it. It was not worth it to use it now … Because of this, the blood calamity wanted to use a loud shout to trick the other into coming out.
But now it seemed that the other party had seen through his thoughts and did not fall for his bluff.
Since that was the case, the blood calamity did not consider whether it was worth it or not.
He directly controlled the churning power of the blood calamity around him and fiercely attacked the unknown void!
Following the attack of a large amount of the power of the blood calamity, a wave of abnormal energy reaction finally appeared near the void pipeline.
The Light Shadow Yao also noticed that something was wrong at the first moment. He instantly controlled the colorful balls of light around him and attacked the abnormal point.
The overflowing colors, accompanied by the surging power of the blood calamity, lit up the dark void around him like it was daytime. All the minute abnormalities in the surroundings were forced to reveal their true forms.
At the same time, the figure that was previously hiding near the void pipeline also revealed its true form.
In the eyes of the blood calamity, this was … an unfamiliar young girl.
Her entire body was almost transparent. Only the faint blue-green light spots could be seen moving in the translucency. Just by looking at the transparent feeling, she looked like some kind of jellyfish.
Her hair was also translucent, long enough to touch the ground.
The only thing that could be seen clearly was her eyes. One of her eyes was like the deep blue sea, while the other was like a rippling jade.
This was a young girl with different pupils.
"Who are you? Are you the one who is disrupting my energy transmission? "The body that the blood calamity had transformed into slowly turned into a ball of colorful light and floated into the air.
The young girl with different pupils did not speak. She only glanced at the blood calamity indifferently. Her figure became transparent again.
It seemed like she was planning to disappear into the darkness again.
Seeing this, the blood calamity hurriedly activated the power of the blood calamity again and attacked the young girl with different pupils.
Only this time, it did not hit the young girl with different pupils. Instead, it was blocked by another "figure".
And this person was also a young girl with different pupils. Her face was exactly the same as the translucent person from before. The only difference was that she had color. She wore a pure white dress. Her hair had also turned white. One of her pupils was white and the other was gold.
Other than the difference in color, everything else was as if they were carved from a mold.
The two young girls with different pupils appeared one after the other.
The translucent girl with different pupils had already concealed herself again. The pure white girl stood in the void and looked down at the Light Shadow Yao and the blood calamity.
There were no fluctuations of emotion in her eyes. It was like a calm pool of stagnant water.
This made her look like a high and mighty god, looking down on the lowly beings of the earth.
(End of Chapter)
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