[Ghost Slayer: Blade] No Miserable Online Mutual Fight

It was this dream again, a boundless expanse of blood.

In fact, it's not really a dream, because Aizawa Wuha can clearly feel that this is just a space that cannot be walked out.

The self trapped in this space cannot be woken up, so the body should be in a deep sleep, and the consciousness is not very clear.

There is no way to escape, just like an independent space, which can only passively watch and listen to what it wants to show.

It is a boundless blood, without a sky, without any other color, it is a sea of ​​blood with no end in sight.

Walking forward with nothing to do, anyway, I can't reach the end, and I can't see the end.

There was a thick liquid up to the ankle under the feet, and the sound of the liquid flowing was lingering in the ear.

Is it blood?probably.

But apart from the coldness and lack of temperature, there was no nausea or disgust as imagined.

"Whoa, whoa, whoa..."

In the silent space, a single voice echoed.

I don't feel tired, but I don't want to go on anymore.

Boundless blood, oppressive color.

Looking up, there is no bright color.

So, what are you trying to tell me.

The calm surface began to fluctuate, and then slowly became violent.Like the surface of water stirred up by a strong wind, there is no peace.

Aizawa Muha watched quietly, did not respond, and could not do anything.

The blood began to float, stirring like a tornado.

Bits of blood streaked across his body and onto his face, causing slight pain.

This is the first perception, pain, in this senseless space.

Aizawa Muha felt strange, and didn't reach out to block it, but squinted his eyes and looked at the bloody riot.

The wind was blowing rapidly, and the blood all over the sky gradually blurred his vision.

But Aizawa Muha found it interesting, because he felt that it seemed to be losing its temper and was not happy.

As if because I was neglected, I became unhappy and lost my temper.

It feels like a child, but a child who is not good will not be liked.

"Enough is enough—"

Stop playing when you've had enough, and you won't be liked if you make noise or something.

I saw a hand stretched out, and then stopped for a moment, and droplets of blood condensed in the air and floated.

With the palm facing up, he took a drop of blood, and the moment he touched it, a change occurred.

Like a flower blooming at your fingertips, try your best to bloom, and try to open the buds one by one.

As if some switch was turned on, in an instant, flowers bloomed all over the sky, and in an instant spread from the soles of the feet, layer upon layer of blood-colored flowers.

In an instant, the atmosphere felt changed, and the sense of depression gradually dissipated.

The petals are as thin as a cicada's wings, transparent and light.

The stamens are clearly visible, but they disappear before being touched.

Open your eyes, it is a familiar place.

Raising his hand, he found that he didn't know when he had braided his hair tightly, so he let go and straightened it out.

Sitting on the bed blankly, his head is still a little confused.Looking at his pale hands, he suddenly had an idea.

Then he made up his mind, stretched out his sharp nails, and pulled down the collar with one hand, revealing his snow-white chest.

Narrowing his eyes slightly, he stabbed down with one hand without hesitation.

A hole appeared in the chest, and then blood gushed out.

Some pain, after all, is facing the heart.

Frowning, Aizawa Muha took a deep breath.

Because there were no fatal injuries, it was not found.

In the past, when training, that is, limbs and limbs were severed, and it was rare to see blood.After all, Yi Wo Zuo and Hei Si Mou were careful not to attack the deadly place, after all, the taste of blood is the same.

As he expected, the gushing blood gradually floated up, and gradually turned into dots of floating blood.

The wound had healed, but the blood drops did not disappear, nor did they sink into the ground, because they were controlled.

This is his ability?Compared with Wu Mi, who can turn into an unknown hand, this ability is obviously much better.

If it really has the same ability as Wu Mi, I'm afraid it will disgust me.

So, what can this ability do?Are there any special effects?

Is it possible that he will hit his chest as soon as he comes out in the future?

Aizawa Muha's head was full of black lines, and that scene was scary when he thought about it.

Forget it, let's think about it later.

He breathed a sigh of relief, and then the blood beads in the air dispersed into scattered fragments.

With tiredness in his eyes, Aizawa Muha turned back and changed his clothes.

"Yukong, how was the training?" Aizawa Muha asked Yukong who was sitting under the eaves and letting his mind go.

Feeling Aizawa Muha approaching, Yukong slowly regained his senses.

"I'm sorry, my lord..." You Kong lowered his eyes, caressing the glazed lamp in his hand uneasily.

The corner of Aizawa Muha's mouth twitched, and now he gets dizzy when he hears "I'm sorry" and "Sorry".

With a helpless sigh, he sat beside You Kong.

Leaning the umbrella aside, Aizawa Muha propped his chin with one hand and reached out to touch You Kong's head with the other.

Yukong lowered his head obediently, and leaned in the direction of Aizawa Muha.

"Forget it, you just need to be proficient in your vampire art, and you can barely do so in physical art." Don't expect too much.

Seeing Youkong bowed his head guiltily again, and then Death was about to say "sorry"...

He patted the handle of an umbrella neatly on the ground, and then patted his clothes.

"Then what, I'm leaving first, I plan to go out for a few days, you stay here well."

Resisting the umbrella without any guilt, then turned and left.

You Kong in the ground behind struggled to get up, but Aizawa Muha could no longer see his back.

I have been walking for a few days, and I came to an unknown place, it seems to be called—something shallow.

Don't care, it's the same wherever you go.

Since I can move freely, I haven't stayed in the ghost's territory much.Most of them just look around, and then find some ghosts who don't have eyes to practice new abilities.

Anyway, Wu Mi has many ghosts, and he can let him know where he is going from time to time.

There are many people on the street, and the night is still as bright as day.

Although it's strange to be blindfolded and holding an umbrella, the gazes of passers-by coming and going still can't change Aizawa Muha's good mood.

Sure enough, I still prefer to stay in crowded places.Oh, except for the Bliss of the World.

Wanshi Bliss Cult can be regarded as the second most hated place by Muyu Aizawa, the first being Infinite City.

As he walked, he felt hatred and anger behind him.

It is easy to be discovered, after all, it is so strong.

Is it a ghost?It is faintly entangled in the human smell, although it is very faint, it can still be felt.

There are two ghosts, and one ghost has a special breath.

Did he mistake him for someone?

Squinting his eyes and looking back, he only saw a corner of his clothes disappearing around the corner.

Trying to think back, there are only two ghosts who escaped Wu Mi's control.There is only one ghost with a ghost beside him - Zhu Shi.

The one who escaped Wu Mi's control by his own will, and the one who is proficient in medicine and has been researching medicine that turns ghosts into people.

Aizawa Muha thought for a while and followed.

I have been isolated and helpless all this time, and Youkong is useless, so I have a lot of things I want to ask.