noveltune Chapter 120 The Clown Who Will Never Disappear, Two Bloodlines
Chapter 120 The Clown Who Will Never Disappear, Two Bloodlines
Chapter 120 The Clown Who Will Never Disappear, Two Bloodlines
on the throne.
The clown is wearing a red suit, a blue shirt, an orange jacket, and a green tie, which looks very funny.
He sat quietly on the throne, smiling extremely brightly, as if he had seen something that pleased him physically and mentally.
The other clowns in the castle were all silent, but the morbid frenzy on their faces and their writhing bodies from time to time made the surrounding atmosphere extremely weird and gloomy.
The code-named clown silently looked around, with a brighter smile on his face.
After a long time, the clown stood up from the throne, paused briefly in the air, and said quietly: "Children, the night of killing is about to begin, are you... are you ready?"
There was no response, not a single sound, only the sound of increasingly heavy and rapid breathing resounded throughout the castle.
Frenzy, shortness of breath, restless eyes, strange twisting body...
Inside the dark castle, the eerie atmosphere became more and more intense, as if some kind of weird ritual was being carried out, or...the embarrassment, anxiety, fear and...excitement that people show when facing death.
On the throne, the smile of the "clown" became brighter and brighter, and his thin body twisted along with the clowns.
If any normal person saw this scene, he would feel very strange, and he might even think that this is a group of neuropathy, a group of extremely abnormal patients.
From the time the "clown" finished speaking until now, this strange phenomenon has lasted for a full quarter of an hour. Maybe the "clown" felt tired, or maybe he felt that it was getting late...
In short, the "clown" finally spoke again.
I saw the "clown" tidy up his suit elegantly, and then pulled the loose tie, and then shouted passionately: "Clowns here, are you ready to die?"
Another silence, another word without any response.
The only thing that changed was the more fanatical eyes.
This time there was no further pause, and then the "Joker" grinned and looked towards the audience, roaring in a low voice: "The night of the killing, the night of ten survival, now...begin!"
……
The next day.
"Joker" sat quietly on the throne.
At this time, there were no more than 100 clowns in the castle.
The only ones left are less than ten.
Even among these ten, most of them are missing a certain organ or a certain part of the body at this time.
But the fanaticism in their eyes has not diminished in the slightest, like a real lunatic.
At this moment, a clown also wearing a red suit slowly came from outside the castle. He first bowed respectfully to the "clown" on the throne.
Then he calmly said to the ten clowns who survived in the castle: "Congratulations, you have become real clowns, now please follow me to the ghost pavilion."
After speaking, he bowed again to the "clown" on the throne, and then retreated directly outside the castle.
And the ten clowns who survived followed him out of the castle closely. Except for the clown who walked in before, no one dared to take a second look at the figure on the throne.
creak-
With a soft sound, the old-looking gate of the castle was slowly closed again.
The throne in mid-air of the castle also rose slowly, until it reached the very top of the castle.
Until then, "Joker" slowly opened his eyes, and the original joy and peace were completely replaced by the light of hatred, "Song Jiu... I will make you feel the same pain as me in a short time."
The "Joker" spoke in a low voice, so low that only he could hear it, but his trembling body made his hatred unmistakable.
At this moment, he wished to smash Song Jiu's corpse into thousands of pieces immediately, but he couldn't... because the power Song Jiu controlled was too powerful, and the reason why he narrowly escaped this time was because of another skill of his - a special skill. incarnation of the body.
In fact, whether in the "Zero" organization or elsewhere, the "Joker" has never revealed his real body. What is shown outside is always his incarnation, an incarnation stronger than his real body.
But his real body has been hidden on this secluded island, and another ghost pavilion has been secretly built, a ghost pavilion that only belongs to clowns.
Originally, the avatar's status and strength in the outside world were about to reach its peak, and as his real body, he was about to rise to prominence with the appearance of the "Zero" organization.
But...the appearance of Song Jiu made him lose everything.
His younger brother, his status, his ghost pavilion on the mainland, and even... the incarnation he can only use once in his life!
What made him even more angry was that the one who ruined most of his life was actually the God of Death he was familiar with.
The Grim Reaper who was once controlled by his younger brother, representing death in the death roulette.
He didn't understand, he really didn't understand why his younger brother's smiling face of death was controlled by Song Jiu, but why was not important anymore, the important thing was that Song Jiu who had already controlled the death was no longer something he could kill.
But that's okay……
He will use the same method to make Song Jiu feel his pain and hatred at this moment.
The powerful external avatar has fallen, but his real power, which is the even more terrifying ghost pavilion composed entirely of clowns, has not fallen.
Soon, the real "ghost pavilion" will be born, and soon, he will make Song Jiu live in fear every day and night.
"Song Jiu, wait for me, in a few years, you will regret for provoking me for the rest of your life... Jie Jie Jie Jie..."
"Joker" looked at the distant continent through the dark window of the castle, and let out cold and weird laughter.
Immediately afterwards, the gate of the castle was opened again.
A crazy soul master with clown makeup slowly walked into the castle with strange steps, another silent beginning, another weird and terrifying atmosphere, and another... night of killing.
(The clown will never disappear, he will be like a shadow, forever in the dark, staring at you tightly, until... There is no more thing that can produce shadows.)
……
Time reversed, twenty hours ago, it was noon.
Song Jiu and the others had just arrived at the top of the mountain, and they hadn't had time to go down the mountain yet.
Until now, Yueguan and Guimei still looked at Song Jiu like a god, stepping into the void!This is too awesome!
"Son of God, what kind of ability do you have? Can a soul master really step on the void?" Yue Guan walked to Song Jiu's side and asked in a trembling voice.
Now he even wonders if Song Jiu has become a god!
Not only Yueguan, but even the ghost who usually has a zombie face showed a shocked expression, and probably only Xiao Wu in Song Jiu's arms remained calm.
After all Song Jiu is his elder brother, no matter how powerful his elder brother is, Xiao Wu will take it for granted.
Song Jiu casually glanced at Yueguan and the two, then looked away and said, "If you shouldn't ask, don't ask, you will understand when you are strong enough."
"Ahem, I know Shenzi." Yue Guan gave a fake cough twice in embarrassment, and then obediently followed behind Song Jiu.
In fact, it's not that Song Jiu didn't want to tell Yueguan, it's just that Song Jiu was able to step on the void because he had cultivated the prototype of the divine body, and the cultivation system of the divine body was different from the soul master's cultivation system of Douluo Dalu.
The two completely different cultivation systems, even if they were explained to Yueguan, he would still have a half-knowledge.What's more, even Song Jiu himself doesn't know this brand-new cultivation system very well.
Maybe only Changxi can understand, but Song Jiu is really lazy to ask, as long as it can increase strength, it doesn't matter as for the principle and process.
After a brief exchange, the four of them leisurely walked down the mountain.
Song Jiu didn't plan to return to the Junior Soul Master Academy of Wuhundian in a hurry. When he was tempering his body before, Wuhun Tuntian also underwent a huge change.
Both the shape and the actual strength have been greatly optimized.
The most important thing is that when all these changes were completed, that is, when Tun Tianjiao uttered the monstrous roar before, Song Jiu faintly heard the echoing voices of countless soul beasts.
That echoing voice seemed to carry a sense of surrender.
Submit to Song Jiu.
That feeling seemed to be similar to what he encountered when he revealed his martial spirit in the Star Dou Great Forest, but this time it was more obvious and intense.
Last time because of Hu Lixiong, Song Jiu didn't find out about it immediately, and later forgot about it because of various trivial matters.
But this time Song Jiu will not easily forget this matter again, he must figure out what this vision represents, or... what this vision can bring him.
After a while, everyone came down the mountain.
Sure enough, even though Song Jiu had withdrawn many spirits, there were still some spirit beasts with slightly lower cultivation levels crawling here.
After all, the aura of swallowing the sky before can be said to have spread throughout the sunset forest, and the soul beasts over ten thousand years can barely restrain their inner fear, but under ten thousand years, like now these thousand-year-old, or even decades-old soul beasts Beasts don't dare to be disrespectful, to be precise, they don't dare to show disrespect to Tun Tianjiu.
At the foot of the mountain, Song Jiu stood there quietly, frowning slightly.
"Strange, since when did these soul beasts gather?" Song Jiu looked at the prostrate soul beasts all around, and asked Yueguan beside him in puzzlement.
"Hui Shenzi, because we have been in the valley all the time, we don't know the exact time. But...it should be after you retreated that a large number of soul beasts gathered. Now there are many fewer soul beasts. Before that But there are mountains and plains”
There was surprise in Yue Guan's tone, it was the first time he had seen such a strange sight in his life.
"After I retreat?" Song Jiu rubbed his chin, and had a guess in his heart.
Then he took Xiao Wu's hand and walked slowly forward.
Whenever he walked past a soul beast, Song Jiu would often reveal a breath of Tuntianjiu's martial soul, and whenever he showed the breath of Tuntianjiu, those soul beasts would lower their heads The deeper the eyes, the more obvious panic was revealed in the eyes.
Seeing the performance of many soul beasts, Song Jiu couldn't help but confirm her guess.
These soul beasts are afraid of themselves!To be precise, these soul beasts should be afraid of his martial soul, or the former soul beast, Tun Tianjie!
"Changxi, do you know what's going on?" Song Jiu walked slowly, looking very calm, but he secretly asked Changxi in his heart.
Chang Xi thought about it for a while, and then said with some uncertainty: "It should be blood suppression."
"Bloodline suppression? Changxi, are you kidding me? I'm just an ordinary rabbit. What kind of bloodline can a rabbit have?" Song Jiu's mouth curled up, and she couldn't help teasing herself inwardly with some joy.
"Brother, you underestimate the system too much. Your current bloodline, even your body, and even your martial spirit have undergone fundamental changes long ago. The soft bone rabbit body on the outside is just made by the system for you. It's just a cover-up," Chang Xi said proudly with a tone of belittling me.
When Song Jiu heard it, she was a little dazed: "Changxi, what do you mean by that? Why can't I understand?"
Changxi pouted cutely in Song Jiu's sea of consciousness, and then explained in detail: "To put it simply, brother, you are not a soul beast for a long time. When you were transformed into a martial soul by the system, your body, That is to say, the essence of life has actually become the human beings it once was.
The reason why other people or spirit beasts still think you are a spirit beast is because the system automatically conceals the identity of the host for unnecessary trouble. "
"Mist grass! Chang Xi, you mean that I'm not a rabbit anymore!?" Song Jiu growled loudly in her heart.
This is so awesome. He always thought he was a rabbit pretending to be a human, but he never expected that he was actually a human pretending to be a rabbit!
"Brother, you are not a rabbit in the first place, it's normal." Chang Xi spread her hands with an innocent expression on her face.
"It seems to be right." Song Jiu scratched his head casually. After being a rabbit for a long time, he almost forgot the fact that he was originally a human being.
After trying to pass, Song Jiu became puzzled again: "What about the bloodline, since I am all human, how can there be such a thing as bloodline suppression? Can completely different bloodlines also form suppression?"
Upon hearing this question, Chang Xi pouted in confusion. This question is actually very troublesome, so troublesome that if she wants to explain it in detail, it may trigger certain restrictions in the system.
After struggling for a while, Changxi finally thought of a simple and general method.
"Brother, you can think that you actually have two bloodlines, one of which is the human bloodline, which is an extremely fault-tolerant bloodline, and it can even merge with any bloodline and any force in the Great Thousand World.
The other bloodline is the Tuntianyan bloodline that has not been fully fused and absorbed by human bloodlines. The reason why it has not been fully fused and absorbed is because the Tuntianjoy bloodline is still in the six soul bones in your body among.
It is also because of..."
(End of this chapter)