Two-dimensional Perfect Creature

　　"Yes, the bloodline of that young man can only be regarded as an after-dinner snack for you, but other dead apostles don't think that way!"

　　......

　　In the guest room on the other side of the manor, Xia You was holding a slap-sized gem in his hand, slowly pouring his own magic into it.

　　With the surge of magic power, under the light, the originally light blue gemstone is gradually changing to dark blue.

　　After a while, feeling the huge magical power inside, Xia You stopped, closed her eyes, and began to enter a state of meditation.

　　Although the light above his head is not as powerful as the sun and the moon, it is still not a big problem to support his photosynthesis.

　　In meditation, the vitality is transformed into magic, and photosynthesis begins to replenish the lost vitality in the body.

　　For today's teenagers, these steps are very familiar.

　　Since he opened the magic circuit, as long as he has free time, he will use RC cells and crystallization ability to form gems of different sizes, and then input magic power into it.

　　Originally thought that tonight would be able to pass through like this, but just after entering meditation, Xia You felt a wave of malice from outside the closed window.

　　"The smell of the dead..."

　　He opened his eyes, his expression was flat, and he opened his mouth leisurely.

　　In the past two months, dealing with the Dead Apostles again and again made him remember the aura of those guys.

　　The dead disciples who have been sucking human blood all year round, no matter how graceful they are, there will be a lingering smell of blood in their bodies, and even in their magic power.

　　The next moment, in Xia You's spiritual sense, a mysterious ripple swept across the entire manor.

　　There is no doubt that the dead disciples outside have set up a barrier, similar to the simple effect of dispelling idlers. At this time, the ordinary people in the manor should have fallen into a deep sleep.

　　When the barrier was set up, several figures outside the manor ignored the two-meter-high fence in front of them, leaped lightly, and came to the inner courtyard.

　　They discussed each other for a while, and then separated, ready to search the entire manor.

　　"There are three enemies..."

　　Xia You's five senses are excellent, and even under the darkness of night when you can't see your fingers, you can distinguish the approaching figure.

　　One of them was a timid dead apostle who had fought against him a few days ago.

　　It's funny, that time when he just arrived around the Alps, he met the Death Apostle nearby.

　　Obviously he has a good strength in the middle, but Xia You lost a gem and just took out the second one, he turned around and ran away without hesitation...

　　"It seems that this guy didn't plan to retreat in spite of difficulties. Instead, he found two small partners to help."

　　Raising her eyebrows, Xia You seemed indifferent to the situation surrounded by powerful enemies in front of her.

　　The space backpack has hundreds of gems full of magic power, and his title of "King of Ghoul" can suppress 60% of the strength of the Dead Apostle. Of course, he will not be afraid.

　　"Well, anyway, the manor owner took me in for one night, and he couldn't make his house tattered in a blink of an eye, so...let's go out and solve it!"

　　Silently stood up, and after turning on the Hezhe state, Xia You opened the window, jumped outside, and lightly stepped on her feet.

　　After a while, he passed through the courtyard of dozens of meters and came under the walls of the manor.

　　After jumping over the wall, he waved to the inside and shouted:

　　"Hey, a bunch of scumbags, don't disturb people's sleep time, look here!"

　　The three dead disciples who were rushing to the manor villa suddenly turned around, and one of them stared at Xia You on the fence with a sneer on his face:

　　"it's him!"

　　After Xia You said hello, without even looking, the man had already jumped out of the manor and ran into the snowfield. Several dead disciples had come for him, so they quickly gave up the search and followed closely behind.

　　The manor has regained its calm.

　　Not long after, there was another strange combination of three people and one dog, who slowly stepped out from the front door at a leisurely pace.

　　"That boy is very interesting. He seemed to have activated the bloodline in his body just now, and now his strength has soared... I am afraid that a few little dead disciples will be out of luck."

　　Elter Luqi, who was walking in the forefront, showed a faint smile on her beautiful face.

Chapter 71 Light Cannon

　　On a moonless night, the cold wind blew from the sky, and the sound that entered the ear was a little intimidating.

　　Today's Xia You has entered the state of being a cultivator. Except for the RC cells boiling in the body, there is no strange change in appearance.

　　But unfortunately, the last time the magic circuit was turned on, the bloodline of the ghouls had undergone great evolution, but the maintenance time of the sage state had not been increased, and it was still only [-] minutes.

　　Therefore, even if the pair of wind-pulling wings did not need to appear, he could not always maintain the state of being a hero.

　　Photosynthesis can only make up for the lost RC cells in the body, and it is very convenient to produce gems.

　　However, the state of the hijacker has nothing to do with the amount of RC cells. It is an increase phenomenon caused by the vibration and collision of RC cells in the body, which are very different from other organisms.

　　Just like using an engine, after overheating, you need to stop and rest for a while, and filling up the fuel can't shorten this period of time.

　　In fact, Xia You was already very satisfied with this.

　　It took only three minutes for Ultraman to transform. He was able to instantly increase his strength by ten times, and it lasted for half an hour without any sequelae. This kind of flawless and powerful transformation state is indeed a rare one. ability to see.

　　Running against the cold current for a few miles, Xia You stopped Shi Shiran only when she faintly saw the woods she had passed by.

　　The three dead apostles who had been following closely behind also stopped, and more than a hundred meters away, they surrounded him in an arch.

　　The magic power that spilled out of the body, surging around, seemed to lock Xia You's movements.

　　Neither party spoke, silently looking at each other.

　　The three dead disciples surrounding Xia You were all male, two of them were in their mid-thirties by appearance.

　　The last one is younger, and seems to be only a few years older than Xia You, but the vicissitudes in his eyes are spreading, proving that his actual age is by no means as low as the surface.

　　The middle-aged dead disciple with a two-stroke beard stared at Xia You and muttered with joy in his tone:

　　"It is indeed the bloodline of the fantasy species, and it looks extremely pure. Either his ancestors had signed a contract with a powerful elf, or they were combined with humans and left behind as a direct descendant... Well, it's a dragon fantasy. species?"

　　That look is like looking at a lamb to be slaughtered, which makes people extremely uncomfortable.

　　With a satisfied smile on his face, the young dead apprentice first nodded, then hesitated for a moment, and glanced at the other middle-aged dead apprentice:

　　"Ian, although I appreciate you asking us to share the prey together, but...are you sure you only need the magic material on him?"

　　"I have signed a strict magic contract, can I still cheat?"

　　The middle-aged dead disciple called Ian was the guy who played against Xia You last time. He narrowed his eyes, a smile flashed across his face, and his tone was somewhat intriguing:

　　"You can divide the blood. As for the magic materials on the prey... You also know that I have many magician friends, and they will buy those materials at high prices!"

　　"Of course, in order to ensure my interests, please pay more attention in the battle to prevent him from using up all the magic materials on his body..."

　　"Then it's settled!"

　　The middle-aged dead disciple with a beard seemed to be impatient. When Ian agreed, he nodded immediately and ordered:

　　"The blood of the prey is more precious, try not to make too many wounds, such a pure fantasy bloodline, it may be difficult for a dead disciple of our level to encounter again!"

　　The other two both gave a "um" and stepped forward at the same time, trying to shrink the encirclement.

　　Although the tone of the conversation of several dead disciples sounded extremely relaxed, as if they regarded Xia You as fish on the chopping block, but judging from the aura they have been locking on and the sharpness in their eyes, their attitudes are actually quite serious.

　　During the conversation between the dead disciples, Xia You remained quietly in place, holding his arms, which made him look a little bored.

　　"Have you finished negotiating?"

　　Ignoring the slow approach of the three enemies, the young man who was half surrounded by the middle did not change his expression, but calmly asked:

　　"Actually, I have something I want to inquire about... um, you can find my whereabouts so quickly, you should be very familiar with this area, right?"

　　Before the war, with this chattering appearance, several of the dead disciples were a little puzzled, and invariably stopped, stared at him, and raised their guard secretly.

　　Xia You still stood loosely on the spot, and continued to speak on her own:

　　"...So, I'm actually lost. I want to find someone familiar with the neighborhood to ask for directions. Is there a place like a wolf village? It seems that many legends have mentioned that vampires and werewolves are hostile forces. , although what I'm looking for is a wolf village..."

　　"The prey doesn't seem to know the situation..."

　　The young dead disciple raised his eyebrows and sighed with some distress. Then, the magic power on his body was fully aroused in an instant, and the mighty permeated the surroundings.

　　On his young face, there is a ferocious look:

　　"Then let him die quickly!"

　　Before he finished speaking, the guy stepped on his feet hard, and when the snow rose, he had already jumped high into the sky.

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　　The middle-aged bearded dead disciple on the other side was running fast on the ground, and his claws flashed a metallic cold light in the dark night.

　　His body almost pulled out the phantoms, penetrated the atmosphere, and formed a "swoosh" sound. A series of snow and ice flew behind him, creating a straight and spectacular passage.

　　In the end, the dead disciple named Ian was a few figures behind. A pair of scarlet pupils flickered, staring at Xia You's hands, looking more serious than the other two.

　　"Don't want to answer or don't know?"

　　With a helpless sigh, Xia You gave up the idea of ​​continuing to negotiate and put his right hand in his pocket.

　　At this moment, Ian shouted loudly:

　　"Stop him!"

　　This guy had signed a magic contract with the other two. After the prey died, all the magic materials on his body belonged to him. Seeing that Xia You wanted to consume "his precious gems", how could he agree.

　　......................

　　The approaching middle-aged bearded dead disciple was startled.

　　In the battle situation, he didn't have time to care about the anxiety and strangeness in Ian's tone. The originally fast speed suddenly increased suddenly, almost teleporting, and he came to Xia You silently.

　　The pair of dark claws with blue veins and knots, surrounded by magic and turbulent airflow, suddenly lifted up and grabbed Xia You's neck with extremely smooth movements.

　　"Oh? No wonder you are full of confidence, so you found a super fast companion?"

　　With a smile, she sighed with emotion. Facing this mountain-splitting surprise attack, Xia You did not dodge or evade, but simply raised her left hand with ease, her palm facing the front.

　　It was a very strange palm.

　　The fair skin seemed to be covered with a layer of light blue crystals, and the white light quickly lit up on it, making the palms more and more crystal clear.

　　Faced by that palm, the middle-aged bearded dead disciple jumped in his heart.