novelraw Chapter 1101 - 566: Blood and Wrists
Chapter 1101 - 566: Blood and Wrists
Although Ji Jue had already removed his armor and stood recklessly in front of him, that iron fist only needed to advance another inch to obliterate him completely.
But now, the Blood Flames entwined on the iron fist were rapidly dissipating at a speed visible to the naked eye.
The body froze, unable to move anymore.
Immobile!
Only the expression contorted violently, struggling repeatedly, gradually spasming, gradually terrified...
Until the connection with the Sacrificial Master was completely severed, and the terrifying statistics vanished without a trace, reverting him to his original form, did he finally feel the delayed pain.
The head, arms, abdomen, and even...
The heart!
Amidst the torn flesh by Pan Ying, a heart that had just begun to heal was exposed, and a Bone Knife had unknowingly pierced the heart.
It was just under the impact of Ji Jue's head-pushing attack that consciousness and the Matrix lost control for a moment in the spiritual impact.
But this moment decided his future.
Mercy sprang from Ji Jue's mechanized wrist, piercing into the heart, and took over this exhausted body.
Forcibly severed the link between the soul and body, cutting off all nerves, and even turning ligaments and muscles completely to bone.
The outcome was decided, but it was not now.
It was the moment Ji Jue lost interest...
At this moment, amidst the remaining storm, the Prosperity was dead silent, with only three bodies of the Chosen Ones, covered in mercury and vacuum-sealed, placed before the craftsman.
Waiting for selection.
"One, two, three... only three?"
Ji Jue habitually took out a calculator and began calculating: "One is completely Mutated, except for the blessing, it's somewhat useful as material, I'll give you twelve hundred per hundred grams, should be able to nourish a few more hundred pounds.
One White Deer... Ah, White Deer.
Killed too many White Deers, their bodies are of no use, the soul remains as a battery, extracting the blessings to sell separately might take forever, can only be packaged and sent to Tianping Commerce.
And another big group, a whiteboard of Rebirth Rank, just relying on the Sacrificial Master to earn a living, even dogs shake their heads seeing you three, how did you guys manage?
This is it?"
Ji Jue frowned, glancing at the completely paralyzed Hibet, suddenly asked, "Is there more?"
Hibet blankly, with trembling pupils, shrank in terror.
"I'm asking you—"
Ji Jue impatiently moved closer, his indifferent face looking down at the materials about to be disassembled:
"—is there more?"
"..."
Hibet's lips moved slightly, struggling to open and close, but no sound came out.
From the shadow's cover, he finally felt...
So-called, despair.
.
.
It took a whole night of work for Ji Jue to finally clean up the mess these guys made, additionally completing the packaging, disassembly, and preservation of the material.
Time was tight, preservation needed to be prompt, the questioning phase was automatically skipped.
Anyway, nothing could be asked out of them.
Everyone was a hitman, taking orders in the Desert Market, doing this life-for-money business face-to-face wasn't good for anyone, hence, rarely bypass the platform to contact employers directly.
Even if asked, nothing would come out.
Ask and it's all due to circumstances, living in Central Earth isn't easy, we're all trying hard to live, no point ruining appetites for nothing.
Being ambushed even before entering is messy enough, why add insult to injury.
Better take notes and investigate slowly!
And until dawn broke, Ji Jue finally managed to repair the almost unrecognizable Prosperity.
If Isis were here, wouldn't be this troublesome, with the Hand of Isis' efficiency multiplier of dozens or hundreds of times, it would've been solved directly.
Fortunately, the Peacekeeping Cats in the cabin prepared for delivery were intact, otherwise, Lao Lou, who just worked overnight to send seven or eight 60-second voice messages, would probably vomit blood again.
At this moment, Ji Jue finally had time to reach out, pull out Pan Ying from the Secret Ritual, and inspect the emblem on the spine of the sword.
The Sacrificial Master's imprint [Fungus Group], [Scar], and behind those familiar marks, unexpectedly a small new emblem appeared, instantly uplifting Ji Jue's spirit!
A find!
After half a year, after killing so many big group guys, I finally hit another one!
But...
Why only half?
Ji Jue frowned, fingers brushed over it, instantly, the inheritance burnt offering from the Sacrificial Master surged in his mind.
——Six Evils · [Blood Arm]!
As one of the six Sacrificial Masters ranked in the Six Evils, unlike the comprehensive integration of the Fungus Group, or the exchange of wounds with Scar, getting stronger with each battle...
The blessing Blood Arm provided perfectly fit Ji Jue's inherent stereotype against the big groups—numbers, numbers, nothing but numbers.
Numbers are the sole reasoning for the big groups!
The effect of Blood Arm is just that: consuming one's own blood and spiritual essence, multiply the force! The more blood consumed, the more spiritual essence burned, the more exaggerated the boost, and it rises exponentially!
Double! Double! Then double again!
As long as your constitution can bear it, toppling mountains and shaking the heavens in battles are not just empty words.
Even if one were a blind man locked away for ten thousand years, getting such a burnt offering inheritance, would probably sigh: So strong...
Unfortunately, the price is quite heavy.
On the surface, the offerings needed are just one's blood and spiritual essence, but in the inheritance burnt offering, it also implies life and soul.