Siren Blade

Chapter 178
"What's wrong with that?" Siren asked suspiciously.

"I didn't kill Bloodbite, but I got the spirit fragments of Bloodbite, this is the strangest thing." I recalled my past experience, "It's not like I didn't get the opponent without killing the opponent. This is the case with the evil move. But it is because the evil move, as a newborn mist demon, has a mild runaway symptom, which makes the "tentacles" formed inside the body. Although the "tentacles" are attached to the fog demon , but it is a semi-independent demon individual. Therefore, the 'tentacles' killed by me in the fog of Daylight Town will also feed back my spirit fragments."

"But the blood-biting bats are different..." She reacted belatedly, "The process of biting blood and transforming into a group of bats is just to dismantle one's own body and kill a bat. It’s considered destroying a small part of her body, not killing her.”

Because of this, I couldn't use Siren Blade's "true kill" to affect all bats by killing one of them, because those bats were not clones of Bite, they were all her body.

And cutting off someone's finger can only be said to have cut off the finger, not to kill the finger.

So the question is, can the Siren Blade just cut off the opponent's hands and feet without killing the opponent, and get the fragments of the spirit body corresponding to the hands and feet?
No.

The premise of Siren Blade Devour Soul is to kill the opponent, which is very clear.If you can get some spirit fragments just by destroying the enemy's parts, then I have discovered it before.

That being the case, how did I get this spirit fragment in my hand?

From a rational point of view, I have reason to suspect that this is another conspiracy played by Biting Blood.For example, like a fanatic, she used her wisdom to deduce that I have the ability to usurp the soul, so she secretly sent this fragment of the spirit body to me, just like the one mentioned in Greek mythology Like a Trojan horse, as a foreshadowing to frame me in the future.This line of thinking is indeed in line with her evil style.

But I feel like that's probably not the case.Vaguely, I had a speculation in my mind.In other words, it is closer to instinct than speculation.It's just that the assumption that instinctively emerged in my heart is a bit absurd, and even I don't know what to do.

The idea was that the reason I was able to get her ethereal shards by killing the bloodbiting bat was because "I thought I could do it".

Both Lie Que and the fanatics mentioned in front of me that the power of the true spirit is omnipotent and can realize any desire of the user. The only thing that restricts this power is the user's own imagination.

And when I was killing one of the bats that were biting blood, the first reaction in my heart was that I "killed" that bat.And since it has been killed, it is reasonable to get the spirit body fragments.After all, it looks like that.Because this idea came out too naturally, it seemed unreasonable that I didn't realize it until now.

On the other hand, I couldn't have done it without doubting it so much that I didn't even realize it.Freely exercising the power of the true spirit is the privilege of a true spirit warlock. There is a world of difference between me and me in that realm.Therefore, this kind of thing must be a one-time miracle.

I explained my thoughts to Siren, but she had a different opinion, "No... this may not be a one-time miracle."

"why?"

"I can find a way to reproduce it for you." She said, "Since I can do it the first time, I can definitely do it the second time. Just destroying a certain part of the opponent will get the corresponding spirit body fragment... If this is true Yes, I should be able to 'learn'. After all, I am also the 'software' of the Siren Blade, the power that once appeared on the Siren Blade, there is no reason why I cannot present it again."

After she finished speaking, she fell silent, as if she was going to re-study the memory of me fighting with blood bite.

Now I was really surprised by her again, can she even do this kind of thing?I feel like this isn't the first time I've had a similar sigh.At the same time, I can't help but look forward to her future achievements.

And thinking of all the tense or distressing encounters today, I will inevitably feel a little tired, and then I will rarely feel sleepy, and I want to go to bed to rest and sleep.But before that, I got up my spirits and walked out of the guest room, and then came to the door of Zhuyin's room.I have to explain to her the secret of the undead and discuss things for tomorrow.

When I was about to knock on the door, my hand couldn't help but stop because I sensed a strange atmosphere behind the door.

Thinking about it carefully, this is the first time since I cooperated with Zhu An that I lost her gaze.Since she wasn't looking at me, naturally there was no emotion directed at me.Now she is alone, what will she think about and what emotions will she have at this time?

Before, I could only feel the boundless hatred welling up in her heart.Because I am extremely sensitive to such emotions, I am blinded by it and cannot see her other emotions clearly.That hatred felt like putting my ear to the black-and-white noise of an antique television, loud, sharp, and a splitting headache.

But now, the tide of black and white noise has finally receded, revealing the content beneath it in my perception.However, it is not the hard reef I thought, and the emotion faintly emanating from behind the door is more similar to a black and wet swamp.Suffocation, depression, contradictions, as if being sunk deep into it, even the head is submerged, even if you struggle desperately, you can't get out, and you may not even be able to hear the shouts you utter.

That swamp was so thick and so quiet, the struggle in the depths couldn't even cause visible fluctuations on the surface.Thinking of this, what came to my mind was Zhu An's face that always seemed very quiet.

The words that the person in charge once said seemed to ring in my ears again: her brain is almost broken, and it is not an exaggeration to say that she is half a lunatic.

After a while, I knocked on the door.

The "sound of drowning and struggling" disappeared from behind the door, and Zhu An's voice came out, "Who?"

"It's me, Li Duo." I said.

Two seconds later, subtle footsteps approached the door from inside, and then the door was opened, revealing Zhu An's figure.She glanced at me with her usual expression, said "Come in", then turned and walked back.Now the emotions she radiated were once again the familiar black and white hate noise, covering the black swamp impenetrably.

There was only one chair in the room, and she gave it to me to sit on, while she sat on the edge of the bed opposite.Although she was sitting on the bed, she still kept her back straight and her posture was upright, but she also had the impression of being vulnerable.Her thin figure in black gauze is reminiscent of thin willows swaying in the wind.

I think that the reason why she exudes such uncomfortable emotions by herself before must be because she is about to pretend to be a couple with me.I killed her husband, but she had to call me her husband intimately in front of other people, how humiliating that kind of thing was to her, and how much it hurt her self-esteem, one can imagine .

I told her all the secrets of the undead, and then bit the bullet and communicated with her the details of tomorrow's infiltration operation.After I finished, I still said, "I'm sorry, I originally tried to come up with a better solution than this sneaking solution, but it still didn't go well."

"There is no need to say sorry to me. You also have your own beloved lover, but now you want to act as a couple with a married woman like me." This sentence came out of her mouth, and she still said it to me Yes, no matter how you listen to it, there is something wrong.She was obviously satirizing me, mocking me for turning her into a loner, but she could hug her beloved lover.

"I don't know why you asked me about the blue bird before. If you want revenge, you can do it all to me." I knew I had no position to say that, but I forced myself to say it.

Sure enough, she showed a cold look, "You took my husband away, and now you say such things, do you think you have the qualifications? Besides, even if you want me to come to you, you will Will you pay me your life?"

Her accusation hit home.

"Now I can't compensate you with my life." I said.

"So, what can you compensate me for?" she asked.

"Although I can't compensate you for your life, but other than that, if you ask me anything, although I don't think that is enough to be compensation for you, you can say anything to me." I said.

"I can tell you anything, that is, you are willing to do anything for me?" She asked confirmingly.

"Yes," I said, "but if I were to kill innocent people, or do any other bad things, I wouldn't do it."

As embarrassing as it may be, I couldn't get hard on her.My heart is indeed full of guilt towards her, although in her view, it is probably a hypocritical guilt.If she wants to kill me, I will fight back with all my strength, and if this is not the case, I will try my best to meet her demands.

According to my original heart, if I was alone, I would be fine even if I compensated her with my body and let her abuse me by cutting into pieces.It's just that I can't break the agreement with the blue bird, and I'm connected with the siren's life, so I can't decide my own life and death.And since Zhu An doesn't seem to be planning to take my life for the time being, I will listen to whatever she tells me; whatever she wants me to do, I will do it.

"You won't be asked to do that," she said. "You sit here first."

She gestured to her side.Although I didn't know what she was going to do, I followed her instructions and sat on the end of the bed next to her.She grabbed me a little harder and pulled my body to her side, letting my cheek rest on her soft thigh.I couldn't understand her intentions, and it took half a beat to realize my posture, subconsciously wanting to struggle to get up.

"Don't you do whatever you say?" she asked.

I could only stop, and was puzzled by her intentions.

"My husband likes it very much when I do this." Her voice was a little trance, but also vaguely gentle, as if sent to a far away place.

She put her hand on my forehead, at first she might just feel that she put it on this position, but after two or three seconds, her hand moved slowly, touching my face , as if confirming my appearance without any emotion.Although the fingers did not use force, they seemed to have strength, as if something very heavy was rubbing against my cheek.

"You two look completely different..." After a few seconds of silence, she said again, "He is actually just a very ordinary, passionate law enforcement warlock. He is not as powerful as you, nor has he ever stood up You have made great achievements and remained unknown until your death. And you became famous after defeating the fanatics. If you can defeat Bite Blood this time and do things that even Lie Que cannot do, maybe you will really be regarded as For the new generation of heroes."

"But maybe you do have some similarities," she continued. "What you really want is not to be everyone's hero, but to be someone's hero, or to be someone's hero." Let’s talk about important people.”

When I was about to speak, she moved the hand that rubbed my cheek, blocked my mouth with her finger, and even inserted her index finger directly into the mouth, so that I couldn't say anything.

"Don't talk. I didn't ask you to talk, and I didn't ask you to judge," she said. "Just listen to me. Or, don't listen carefully, just pretend it's me talking. .If you are bored listening, I allow you to just fall asleep like this."

I had no choice but to be quiet, and as if she didn't realize what she was doing, she continued to talk about the past in an ethereal voice, "We met when we were still studying..."

Starting with this sentence, she told about her past with her husband who was brutally murdered by a perverted killer like me.It's just that, as she said, this is more like her talking to herself, and the things she tells are even more scattered.At the same time, her slender and soft fingers were gently, slowly, sticky stirring in my mouth.

My mouth was constantly salivating under the stimulation of her fingers back and forth, but I couldn't struggle and defy her, so I could only swallow repeatedly.How embarrassing it is, it is difficult for me to concentrate on her words, and I can only vaguely hear her describing the past with a lonely voice.The somewhat paranoid man who aspires to be a hero, and the woman who stands beside him and gently encourages him are like stories he has heard somewhere.

The two supported each other, and everything seemed to be getting better and better, but that kind of story also came to an abrupt end at a certain moment.

I can still catch the sound of hatred and resentment in her heart, the black and white noise seems to be burning.No matter what other complicated thoughts she has, at least she still hates me so much.I don't know why, but I felt unbelievably relieved. Listening to her gentle voice and the hatred in my heart, sleepiness came to my heart unconsciously.I slowly fell asleep in this position.

In the dream, I came into contact with the memory of biting blood.

(End of this chapter)