Extraordinary Pedigree.

Chapter 594: Flower of Blood and Bone: New Holder of Solomon's Key

Lisa covered her forehead in confusion, feeling as if there was a blank in her memory, as if a part of it was erased by an invisible force.

What happened to me just now?
An indescribable fear surged in the female forensic doctor's heart, the fear of being unable to control her own body.

Her lips trembled slightly and she wanted to say something, but found that she couldn't even utter a complete sentence.

"This is……"

At this moment, Lisa suddenly felt that her body was out of control, and her right hand suddenly stood up and closed together, making a palm knife shape.

She looked at her hand in horror, unable to understand why it was not under her control.

Then, she stabbed her neck with her right hand in an extremely ferocious manner.

puff!

There was a sound of skin being pierced and blood spurted out.

The intense pain hit Lisa, and her eyes were filled with fear and despair.

She looked down at her neck which was spurting blood, and at her right hand which was piercing her neck.

Then, her limbs began to twitch, and finally she collapsed to the ground trembling weakly.

"I'm so unlucky today..."

This was what the female forensic doctor was thinking after she fell down.

She felt that the amount of blood she had bled today was more than an average biological female in the human sense would bleed in her entire lifetime.

It should be mentioned here that although the teaching of thaumaturgy in Lisa's "hometown" is closed, it is unusually open in some aspects.

For example, she knew the basic sexual knowledge of human beings at the age of twelve, and there were also some special ** paintings on some architectural murals of the original Sarkic people.

Moreover, the original Sarkic tribe she belonged to was relatively progressive, and the parents in the tribe had required that the younger generation who were practicing human body modification must be at least fourteen years old.

A normal woman's menstrual period begins at around age 12 and menopause ends at around age 50.

The first lesson for a female matriarch in a former Sarkic cult is to teach the difference between men and women, and that matriarch will tell the young Sarkic cultists.

The normal number of menstrual cycles for human women is 13 per year, and the number of menstrual cycles in a lifetime is about 38 years, so they need to experience a total of 494 cycles.
假设平均每次月经出血量为40毫升，这个数量×494次≈19，760毫升（19.76升），而成年男性的平均血量也就5.6升左右。

Therefore, regardless of whether they are new or old Sarkic, female believers are encouraged to undergo necessary flesh and blood transformation.

Of course, the two focus on different directions.

The transformation of the New Sarkic was too open, and was resisted by many forces, including the Proto-Sarkic and other forces on Terra.

now.

The female forensic doctor who fell to the ground had a lot of thoughts in her mind, all kinds of strange and nonsensical ideas popped up in her mind. Obviously, she should be more concerned about the huge amount of bleeding in her neck.

But what she was thinking in her mind was that the amount of bleeding she had today was equal to the amount of other people's menstruation in several lifetimes.

Weird and bizarre thoughts were running through the female forensic doctor's mind like a running train.

Xia Xiu watched all this coldly. He knew that with the ability of the flesh and blood shepherdess, she would not die for a while even if she continued to suffer physically.

He looked around, and there was a strange flash in his eyes behind the mask.

“What an interesting power.”

Behind Xia Xiu, a demon-like shadow emerged, and the demon of time was floating behind him.

It wore an inverted triangle skull on its head, and the part extending to the jaw was like some kind of ancient sacrificial mask. Its deep and mysterious purple eyes sparkled in the darkness, like two bright stars in the night sky.

Vashak's figure was like floating smoke, sometimes condensing into shape, and sometimes turning into nothingness.

"The aura of Solomon's Secret Key..." Xia Xiu looked around and whispered to himself, "Moreover, there are more than one Demonic Secret Keys, which are highly coordinated. There is also the wide-area support of the think tank to carry out beyond-visual-range elemental strikes, which is the so-called [indescribable] taboo."

In order to avoid alerting the enemy, he did not deploy [Triple Crown] and [Turin Type I], even though he knew that the enemy was using the Think Tank Overclocking.

"You are really unlucky."

In the tense atmosphere, Xia Xiu quietly moved to the front of the female forensic doctor and squatted down.

He stretched out his hand and casually pulled away the right hand of the female medical examiner that had stabbed into his neck.

puff~
As her right hand was ripped open, more blood splattered and Lisa felt a sharp pain and almost fainted.

Although the unfortunate child was in extreme pain at the moment, he still tried to blink his eyes and looked at Xia Xiu in front of him.

She wanted to shout but didn't dare to, because she knew that the current atmosphere would not allow her to make any mistakes.

Xia Xiu squatted down and casually pressed his hand on the female medical examiner's neck.

[Flesh and Blood Shaping Art: Activate——]
The wound began to heal under his cool touch.

Lisa felt a warm energy transmitted to her wounds. The pain gradually eased, but the fear in her heart did not diminish.

Xia Xiu whispered in his heart, "Let me see how fast your micro-manipulation is this time."

Behind him, Vashak quietly floated on the ceiling, looking down, his purple eyes flashing mysteriously in the darkness.

The whole room was filled with a depressing and tense atmosphere, and the air seemed to be frozen.

The other party launched two attacks just now - the first was to control the female forensic doctor's mind and try to mislead him; the second was the suicide attack just now.

The opponent's ability is extremely advanced. If it weren't for the warning from the [Perfect Prosthetic Eye] and the [Don Quixote] that has its own thinking-influencing module, any other thaumaturge, even a Crowned One, would have been fooled by a single mistake.

Xia Xiu recalled the thrilling moment just now. The opponent's first attack was so covert that it distorted the female forensic doctor's thinking and almost successfully misled him.

The second attack was even more ruthless, with a quick suicide attack intended to silence the witnesses.

The opponent's attack was swift and decisive. Xia Xiu sensed the frequency fluctuation within 0.02 seconds and used millisecond-level micro-manipulation close to the full activation of the crown to barely avoid the fatal blow.

The most important thing is that the other party is very cautious and will retreat immediately if they find something wrong.

I had no time to fight back because the opponent always retreated immediately after firing a shot.

Now, Xia Xiu was squatting on the female medical examiner, pinching her neck at close range with his hands.

The female forensic doctor's face was pale due to lack of oxygen, and her eyes were full of helplessness.

Above the room, Vashak was floating, his purple eyes flickering in the darkness, always alert to everything around him.

Its figure is like floating smoke, sometimes condensing into shape and sometimes disappearing into nothingness, as if it is monitoring every possible threat.

At the other end of the room, the monster that Xia Xiu had just created was squatting there obediently. Its huge body took up a large area of ​​space, and its scarlet scales flickered strangely under the dim light.

The three snakes lowered their heads, as if waiting for their master's next instruction.

The whole room was filled with a depressing and tense atmosphere, and the air was filled with the smell of blood and corruption.

The room was simply and clutteredly decorated, with dim light bulbs hanging on the wall, the light flickering.

The surroundings were filled with old books and ancient ritual props, giving off a stale, musty smell.

The ground was covered with blood and broken glass.

Xia Xiu knew that if the opponent wanted to launch a beyond-visual-range attack, they would have to adopt a faster and more covert approach.

They must have realized how difficult it was for them to deal with me, so they wanted to mislead me to give up.
However, when they found out that their appetite was too big and they couldn't let go easily, they quickly changed their strategy and tried to test their own strength by silencing them.

Just as Xia Xiu was alert to his surroundings, he suddenly sensed a strong EVE fluctuation. This fluctuation was so fast that the attack was completed in almost the blink of an eye.

His intuition is as sharp as radar, able to pick up subtle energy changes in the air.

EVE waves were like tiny ripples, coming towards him from all directions.

At the moment the attack was launched, the originally quiet female forensic doctor suddenly let out a low growl, bit off her tongue, and then began to swallow her tongue to commit suicide.

Xia Xiu suddenly felt her movement and quickly increased the force of his grip on her throat.

The female forensic doctor's body twitched violently and a disgusting sound came from her throat.

Then she vomited violently, spitting out her bitten-off tongue, and blood splattered all around, staining the ground red.

At the same time, the eyes of Vashak, who was suspended on the ceiling, shone purple, like two burning stars.

The purple light illuminated the entire room, and the air around it seemed to be shocked by this strong energy.

Vashak's figure was like an illusory shadow, constantly changing its shape in the light, appearing extremely mysterious and majestic.

"Buzz——"

Behind Xia Xiu's mask, his golden eyes coldly watched the female medical examiner's struggle. His palms were as hard as steel, tightly gripping her throat.

The female forensic doctor's eyes were filled with pain and despair, and her body gradually became cold due to blood loss.

Her face was as pale as paper and her eyes gradually lost focus, as if her consciousness was beginning to blur.

Xia Xiu knew that if the opponent wanted to launch a beyond-visual-range attack, they would have to adopt a faster and more covert approach.

They must have realized how difficult it was for them to deal with me, so they wanted to mislead me to give up.
However, when they found out that their appetite was too big and they couldn't let go easily, they quickly changed their strategy and tried to test their own strength by silencing them.

As Vashak's purple light grew stronger, a strong buzzing sound began to fill the surrounding air, as if countless insects were flapping their wings beside the ears.

Then, the entire space seemed to fall into a static vortex, and the flow of time came to an abrupt stop at this moment.

The world stops flowing!
The world fell into silence. All sounds were blocked out, and only the buzzing sound echoed in the silence.

The surrounding scene gradually lost its original color and became like an old black-and-white movie.

The walls, the floor, the ceiling, and even the dust particles in the air were shrouded in a grayish-white hue, as if everything had been deprived of the vitality of life.

Those originally vivid objects seem to be frozen in time and become still pictures.

In this gray world, only Xia Xiu and [Vashak] still maintain their colorful colors.

Their existence is like a dazzling light, which seems particularly abrupt in the still darkness.

Xia Xiu slowly stood up, his eyes wandering in the still world, observing every detail.

In the still gray world, he finally saw the culprit of the attack - it was a monster that looked like an owl, its feathers sparkling with blue-purple light, its eyes sharp and deep, as if it could see through everything; its legs were slender and elegant, and it wore a gorgeous crown, with a noble demeanor; when its wings spread, it was like the night falling, with a mysterious and solemn atmosphere.

Two-thirds of the long-legged owl's figure disappeared into the void, leaving only its head exposed, looking particularly strange.

Xia Xiu smiled slightly in this gray world, and the golden eyes behind the mask flashed with a cold light.

"Finally caught you." He whispered, with a hint of coldness in his tone.

As Xia Xiu spoke, [Sisyphus] floated out of his body.

The purple-gold incarnation's muscles are as perfect as a sculpture, with clear muscle lines, as flawless as the Renaissance statue David.

He slowly emerged from Xia Xiu's body, emitting a mysterious and powerful aura.

Every detail of the body is smooth and elegant as if carefully designed, full of unparalleled power.

Buzz! ! !
"Crown Blessing: Universal Vector Authority——"

"Vector Control·Normalization!!!"

[Sisyphus] slowly clenched his right fist, and the muscles in the gray world trembled slightly under the light, showing the tremendous power he possessed.

He stared coldly at the long-legged owl with one-third of its head exposed, and a cold light flashed in his purple-gold pupils.

As he clenched his right fist, a faint vibration seemed to be heard in the air, and the surrounding space seemed to tremble as well.

"call out--"

A sharp sound of breaking through the air was heard, and Sisyphus's right fist, with ripples of compressed space, slammed towards the owl's head at an extremely fast speed.

His fist cut through the air, bringing up a violent gust of air, as if even the surrounding air was distorted by his fist wind.

The punch was as powerful as thunder, with unstoppable force, hitting the owl's head straight.

Boom! ! !

In the still gray-white world of time stop, the moment Sisyphus's fist touched the owl's head, the huge impact force was directly transmitted to the owl's body.

Click, click————

The power of the fist was like a surging tide, instantly deforming the owl's head.

Its skull was dented by the impact, its shape twisted into an extremely unnatural posture.

The sharp feathers were flying in all directions at this moment, but in the static time and space, they seemed to be frozen in the air, presenting a strange sense of stagnation.

The flesh and blood were torn apart by the violent impact, and the bright red blood solidified into dark red liquid in the world where time stopped, floating around the owl.

The air was filled with a strong smell of blood, but in this gray world, this smell seemed to be fixed at a certain moment and could not continue to spread.

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