No one knows transmigration better than me!

Chapter 202
Dim vision, dim consciousness.

Ning Luo woke up leisurely and tried her best to open her eyes.

Fortunately, Kuroshio Group Wear can choose a rough landing point.

If this trip goes well, then the remaining interests of the desolate prison world will be completely wiped out.

However, before Ning Luo's vision recovered, he realized that his previous prediction was still too optimistic.

There was a constant stream of weeping and sobbing.

The stench of blood rushed into the nostrils, making people sick to the stomach.

Ning Luo opened his eyes, and what he saw was not the beast masters working together to defend the tribe.

It's a hell on earth.

The ground of the pitted ore veins was bloody, and there were pustules that seemed to be alive.

There are even pieces of flesh blatantly wriggling in front of people, not caring about the eyes of others.

Snapped!
A pair of leather boots trampled the meat into mud cakes!
Holding a bundle of red crystals, the soldier hurried to another place, shouting eagerly: "The red crystals are here! Lao Guo, hold on! Be sure to hold on!"

Ning Luo stood up with difficulty, and looked in the direction the warrior was running.

But the warrior with half of his body festered took the red crystal, held a thick long red crystal needle tightly, and stabbed it heavily into his shoulder blade!
"Uhhhhh!!!"

Amidst the shrill roar, with the long red crystal needle as the center, the crimson crystalline cuticle spread rapidly, like blooming ice flowers, instantly filling half of the soldier's body.

Crystal-like petals proliferated from his right eye, blasting the entire pupil to pieces!
Until the crystals eroded and fell off, the howling gradually stopped, leaving only the heavy panting of soldiers and the regretful wailing of comrades in the cave.

The red crystal therapy only managed to save one person's life.

Half of the survivor's body turned into gray and red scabs, as if volcanic ash of scalding lava was buried.

Even his right pupil was reduced to a dark red abyss, faintly spitting out flames.

This is no longer human.

Monster beast, half-demon, human race, beast master, there is no title that can match it.

Ning Luo's pupils trembled, and he looked around, but saw that there were still many such ferocious fighters in the camp.

It can be called hell drawing!

Ning Luo looked solemn, realizing his previous fallacy.

The future of the desolate prison he witnessed was the future he deliberately guided, not the real future.

In other words, this is a world line that has neither Ning Luo nor traversers.

When the blood moon soared into the sky and the blood disaster broke out, the weak beast master had no way to resist it.

Even if they hide in the mine veins, the disease will continue to erode their vitality.

Ning Luo used to treat the poison with holy blood, but this time they couldn't do so.

The blood wolf tribe is superior in overall strength, so there are no monsters at the level of holy beasts in the tribe.

And they have a large population. When the blood plague spreads, the situation is far more desperate than other tribes!
Ning Luo inquired a little, and after half a day, he understood the cause and effect.

Seven years have passed since the bloodbath broke out.

The blood wolf tribe, which was originally huge, now has a population of less than 2000 after merging with the lion heart tribe.

And the reason why they can resist the erosion of the Kuroshio is the red crystal therapy that was accidentally discovered during the great migration.

The so-called red crystal therapy is to grind the red crystal into a long needle and stick it directly into the artery of the wound!

The energy condensed in the red crystal will burst out suddenly under the double stimulation of the same source of boiling blood and the Kuroshio blood plague, thus assimilating the blood of the warrior and turning it into a magnificent crimson chip.

When the energy stored in the red crystal long needle is exhausted, the crystal will fall off.

At the same time, the blood plague will be completely cleared from the body.

Just like radiation therapy, although red crystal therapy can cure blood plague, it will also bring irreversible lesions to soldiers.

And there is a certain risk in doing so, if one is not careful, the soldier will be killed by the crystallization.

As for why not grind red crystal into powder, chronic treatment.

The reason, of course, is that it cannot be done.

Just like the original Wanhua Blood Prison Code is not limited to the heart, the real blood plague will not only hide in the heart.

As long as the blood plague cannot be completely wiped out, it will surely resurface and spread throughout the body at an astonishing speed.

Ultimately, it makes people crazy!
So once found to be infected by the blood plague, the only treatment is blood needles piercing the body to exterminate the blood plague.

Warriors assimilated with red crystals will gain unprecedented strength, a phenomenon known as atavism.

But the price of returning to their ancestors is that their lifespan will be very short.

Not only beast masters, but also monsters.

The reason why the Beast Master was able to survive the bloody disaster was the sacrifice of teams of soldiers and monsters.

It was they who built a high wall with their lives to keep the blood plague out of the tribe.

But if things go on like this, the beast master will be extinct.

Even seven years later, the number of soldiers is scarce, the defense force is getting weaker and weaker, and the defense line of the camp is already unsustainable.

And the blood is lingering in the old mine pit where red crystals are scarce, which is the only way for the tribe to migrate.So they have no way to escape, they can only stay in a corner, struggling to the death.

The current situation is much more sinister than Ning Luo expected.

Ning Luo didn't hesitate too much, and immediately started to practice after understanding the situation.

The 16.7% Destiny Efficiency not only confirms how difficult it is, but also makes the benefit of All Destiny extremely low.

The effect of All Destiny seems to be exaggerated. For the top players in Xingang, two or three hundred Destinies piled up together may not be able to create a low-profile version of Su Yao.

But in fact, most of the effects of destiny will conflict with each other.

Especially for the constitution-type destiny, there are not many constitutions that can coexist.

Therefore, in the Kuroshio dungeon, the Destiny set, which is expensive and not expensive like Ning Luo, is more popular.

When Ning Luo closed his eyes and looked inside, he suddenly realized the key link that he had neglected.

His talent seems to be a little bit stronger?

Candle Yin Xuansha, Qixuan Taiyuan, Desolation Endless
Bloodline, spiritual body, and physical body belong to different branches, and they can all coexist.

In the desolate prison world where qi and blood are king, Ning Luo seems to have never fought such a rich battle.

"However, Yinglong's blood seems to have been rejected."

"Tsk, the plan has changed."

Ning Luo frowned. His original idea was to combine Yinglong's bloodline and positive spirit body into an S-level, plus Candle Yin Xuansha, so as to obtain a destiny beyond the bloodline of a real dragon.

But now it seems that this idea has to be shelved for the time being.

Instead, it was Huang E Wu Ji!
Ning Luo's eyes narrowed slightly: "As long as you understand the Qianyuan Creation Record, maybe Huang'er Wuji will have a chance to go further."

The feasibility of this idea is far better than that of Yin Yang Dragon Vein, and it is more suitable for today's barren prison.

However, the premise of everything is to clear the customs, so we can't aim too high now.

Ning Luo withdrew his thoughts, and the goal was set, and the most urgent task was to refine his blood and practice as soon as possible, so as to gain the strength to explore freely.

Zhuyin Xuansha gave Ning Luo innate possession of Xuansha Blood Art.

Qixuan Taiyuan saves the time to correct the spiritual vein circuit.

Huang E Wuji can also practice hard for his death situation.

There is only one element that is still short of his cultivation base, Chi Jing.

There are red crystals all over the camp, but no beast master is stupid enough to use it to practice, at least no one dares to do so on the surface.

Because once these red crystals are consumed, the blood filth wandering in the mine veins can drive straight in and slaughter the clansmen.

The reason why rabbits don't eat grass beside their nests is naturally well known to the beast masters who were born in the plateau.

Just thinking about it, the warrior leader raised his arms and shouted: "All the monsters wandering nearby have been wiped out! Now call the miners, dig the red crystals nearby, and put them in blood plasma. Those who are willing to go come to meet me!"

However, after a while, there was no movement.

The faces of the clansmen were ashen, and they buried their heads deeply.

Indeed, as the descendants of the monster race, there is a bloody wildness in their bones.

But that savagery could not escape the end of being obliterated after going through the bloodbath.

Any clansman who has seen the bloody and slaughtered warriors have no courage to risk the so-called "there are no monsters around" to take the risk of mining and face those taboo alien species.

So often the last ones to go out to collect red crystals are the soldiers who have just fought a bloody battle.

But this time it seems to be different.

despair.
The soldiers slumped, and the clansmen bowed their heads.

However, there was a sound of bloody footsteps in the empty cave.

A figure calmly came to the soldier, picked up the spare pickaxe, and stood silently aside.

The eyes of nearly a hundred people focused on Ning Luo.

Some people are puzzled, some are confused, and some are ashamed.

"You..." the warrior leader was stunned for a long time, then shook his head and said, "You are still young, and mining is dangerous. Let's talk about it after two years, when you have a partner and children."

The body age set by Ning Luo is 16 years old, which is in the most suitable environment and the most suitable age for body training.

On the plateau, this age is actually not young.

But in the current situation, this is not the misery he should face.

Moreover, reproduction is also a major problem that plagues the tribe. The loss of soldiers is too high, and the population has always been negative growth.

If things go on like this, the tribe will surely be destroyed.

Therefore, young people of Ning Luo's age should continue to make babies under the protection of the soldiers, and it is far from the time to go to the battlefield.

But Ning Luo remained indifferent.

"I have to go."

"why?"

"For the future of the tribe."

"You're not old enough to face monsters."

Ning Luo raised his head, and asked calmly, "Then what is the age to go to the battlefield?"

Warrior: "Here we are."

The words reached the throat, but finally stuck in the mouth.

While he was contemplating, Ning Luo deliberately turned his head and glanced at the slumped clansmen, his tone became colder: "So, what about when you are old? Waiting to die with them?"

There was no emotion in the warrior's scabbed eye sockets.

But at least he couldn't answer this question.

And those haggard-faced clansmen were all ashamed and annoyed, but none of them could refute with a straight face.

It's a pity that until the end, the bloody scene that responded to everyone did not appear.

The people of the tribe chose to remain silent, still burying their heads in front of the ostrich, no one stood up, and no one refuted.

At such a time, everyone has their own minds about which is more important, face or life.

It is impossible to distort their will with a few words.

Shame and anger are not enough to force them to recover.

The soldier lowered his head dejectedly, and the wry smile on the corner of his mouth was not sure whether it was out of relief, pity or regret.

"Okay, that's it." The soldier raised his head and roared, "Brothers who are still strong, take the pickaxe and let's go to mine!"

After that, he turned around, handed a red crystal spear to Ning Luo, and said: "The mining area is scattered and explored, I can't take you along."

"So you must be careful, and remember not to go far, lest you forget the way back."

"It's normal not to find the mining area. Over the years, the nearby mining areas have almost been dug up by us, so don't worry about it."

"The aggressive blood filth along the way has been wiped out by us, but it is inevitable that some weak fish slipped through the net, or some conscious meat."

"If you are entangled, use this spear to pierce them! Don't be afraid! Facing those monsters, running is useless, and neither can you."

"Once you are targeted, you must stab it hard and fast!"

"Finally, you must come back within seven days, otherwise we can only treat you as dead."

"Do you understand?"

Ning Luo nodded heavily.

Compared with the soldiers' mastery of Chi Jing, what puzzled him more was a trivial detail.

Bloody?
Strange, why does the warrior captain know the term "dirty"?

It's fine for Ning Luo to call him that, but why do the natives of the barren prison also call them that?
Similarly, the aborigines of the Dust Realm also called the monsters that emerged in the East China Sea dirty.

Different worlds, different appearances, and similar titles make people suspicious.

If it is set as a game, it is indeed reasonable.

But in Ning Luo's perception, time travel cannot be just a simple game.

Ning Luo didn't think about it, because thinking like this would only waste time without getting an answer.

When the soldiers scattered away, Ning Luo also embarked on the journey of mining.

No one shelters, no one walks with.

Because if the soldiers had to take Ning Luo's safety into consideration, they might as well leave Ning Luo in the camp and explore by themselves.

No one would do such a self-imposed thing, so Ning Luo could only ask for blessings.

But no one knew that Ningluo not only had a mine vein map, but also a very important treasure.

Scroll of Mountains and Rivers.

In the dim corridor, Ning Luo's thoughts moved slightly, and he turned his hands to take out a piece of incomplete parchment.

The reason why it is incomplete is because of the limitation of the effectiveness of destiny.As for how it hides in his body, Ning Luo still has no idea.

Ning Luo spread out the parchment and dripped blood on it.

The blood streaks were smeared, and then the ink color flooded, and the water rhyme flowed.

Ning Luo stared at the ever-changing scroll, only feeling his consciousness being sucked into the vortex by the ink, and his vision suddenly flickered!
The cramped corridor is constantly tightened, and the surrounding scenery is suddenly blurred.

Ning Luo felt as if he had the perspective of God for a short time. The terrain and red crystals in a radius of ten miles, as well as the sprinting soldiers and hidden blood were all in sight!

But the God's perspective lasted only a few breaths.

Tianling was in severe pain, and his pupils were swollen.

Ning Luo staggered two steps, and his consciousness returned to his body.

"huh, huh"

"Hey, it consumes so much, I was almost squeezed dry by it."

"It feels like it has something to do with consciousness."

"But the incomplete Lingbao is so outrageous, if it can be completely restored, how far will it go?"

Ning Luo rubbed his temples and smacked his lips.

No wonder Su Yao praised the picture scroll of mountains and rivers. This is indeed a golden finger in the true sense.

With just a few breaths of God's perspective, Ning Luo was able to know that the layout of the mine veins was no different from the map in his memory.Moreover, he can clearly see the distribution of red crystal veins nearby, and even the dormant blood.

Although the counting time is not enough to memorize everything, but with the map he has already memorized, it is enough to play a miraculous effect.

Ning Luo stopped for a while to rest, and when his consciousness recovered, he turned his eyes to the south.

"Big mine, half a day's walk, no obstacles along the way."

"Seven days is enough for me to complete my transformation."

The goal is to surpass Huayao before meeting Bai Yang and the others.

(End of this chapter)