The dimensional game Emperor of Europe descends

“Ho ho…”

Outside Tokyo, somewhere deep in the mountains and old forests.

On the ground, there was a pool of sticky blood, including fragments of flesh and blood.

However, on this bloodstained ground, there was a naked boy’s figure.

Kyosuke Takasaka.

“I, died once?”

He murmured, his words tinged with horror.

“That guy, he killed me…”

Kyosuke Takasaka screamed sadly, he covered his face, and there were bloody stains all over his body.

The blood dried up and turned into a bloody scab, and he stood in the dense forest undressed, not knowing what to do.

Just now, Kazumi Makoto let the black ghost hug him, and then like an intercontinental guide, he bombarded directly into this dense forest.

Kyosuke Takasaka, who fell from the sky at the speed of sound, naturally exploded into a cloud of blood mist and meat mud.

However, in the previous novice game, he not only obtained a mushroom stealth card, but also an extremely special prop.

Second life

This is an item from the Super Mario worldview, and any attack below the rule level, even if it kills him completely, will be revived at position 6 of the corpse.

However, this second life is also a consumable.

This time, Kyosuke Takasaka has no props or equipment in the dimensional game.

He is now, just an ordinary person.

Even “zero four zero” is inferior even to ordinary people …

“Don’t…”

Enduring the cold of the night breeze, Kyosuke Takasaka cried out sadly, and he picked up his blood-soaked clothes from the pool of bloody scum.

Embarrassedly dressed, Kyosuke Takasaka followed the beast road in the dense forest and walked step by step towards the outside of the dense forest.

That fishy smell of blood attracts predators in the dense forest…

In Japan, there are many lush primeval forest reserves.

Here, too, is one of them.

“Whaa

Behind him, the howl of the jungle wolf sounded, causing Kyosuke Takasaka to stumble into the distance…

……

Today, it’s dusk.

Outside a ranch town outside Tokyo, a huge cold storage for agricultural and animal husbandry products.

“Crunch-”

I don’t know when, the central air conditioning of the cold storage has stopped, and the ventilation fan has been turned on.

However, the cold storage is still unusually cold, enough to frostbite ordinary people.

In this cold warehouse, a lump of fresh meat hanging in the air disappeared.

In his place, there was a man named “Tomoe Kawakami”

They stood quietly, like unsheathed katanas, with human bodies, resisting the cold wind in the cold storage.

“Crunch-”

The door of the cold storage slowly opens.

The boy in a black storm suit was striding in with his head held high.

Behind him, the blazing sun rose from the horizon, reflecting a brilliant afterglow behind him, as dazzling as the wheel of light behind the gods.

“Snap-”

Immediately afterwards, one hundred and one people in the warehouse faced Demon Shinobi Tomoe and half-knelt down in unison.

They lowered their heads and placed their palms in front of their hearts as a sign of reverence.

“Lord Wakaizumi…”

Tomoe, who was the leader, raised his head and said in awe:

“The task you have assigned is complete, Lord.”

She said, her face flashing with a faint hatred.

Tomoe excludes each other, hates each other, and is hostile to each other.

However, in order to fulfill Kazumi’s order, she still created hundreds of splits.

“Good.”

Speaking with Quancheng, he slowly took off his mask and said in a nonchalant tone:

“It’s cold here.”

“Sorry, Izumi-sama, let’s turn on the ventilation.” Hearing this, Tomoe, who was half-kneeling on the ground, hurriedly said.

However, a blazing warmth banished the cold from her.

“Whew-”

In the air, a blazing three-dimensional true fire was ignited.

The flame that burns everything will disappear from the cold storage.

The fresh meat that had not been swallowed by Fujiang also thawed in an instant, and the frost piled up in the entire warehouse melted away in an instant.

“No need.”

Kazumi said, behind him, three three-dimensional true fires with a diameter of two meters were suspended, and the flames were like the sun, shrouding the dark cold storage.

“This…” Looking at this scene, Tomoe, who was half-kneeling on the ground, hung his head deeply.

In her heart, the contempt for Hequan Makoto was put away and became more and more respectful.

“This is how you come to me.”

Kazumi Cheng said, and behind him, the door of the cold storage slowly closed.

The invisible black ghost firmly locked the door of the cold storage and dutifully guarded Kazumi Makoto, lest these rebels riot against the Devil Shinobi Tomoe.

Yes, Makoto Kazumi is still on guard against them because…

“Will you give your life for me?”

He said, while Tomoe still hung his head and didn’t say a word.

“Lord Monarch.” The leader said in a deep voice: “This is our honor, please don’t question our loyalty.” ”

“Oh?” Hearing this, Kazumi Makoto bowed his head slightly, and then pointed to another behind her and said to the demon ninja Tomoe:

“You, come here.”

“Yes!” Hearing this, that Tomoe jumped up and stood deftly in front of Kazumi Makoto.

In her dark beautiful eyes, there was a frenzied loyalty to Kazumi.

However, Kazumi gently grabbed her neck and tore her skin with his fangs.

“Whaa

Sweet blood filled Kazumi’s body.

Immediately afterwards, the blood in this Fujiang’s body began to dry up rapidly, turning into the magic power of Kazumi Makoto.

“Uh-huh…” she cried mournfully, her eyes blank and her body twitching as if she had choked.

Dozens of seconds later, most of the blood in her body was drained by Kazumi Makoto, and then she fell weakly to the ground.

“Snap-”

Kazumi Makoto kicked on her, and then motioned to the other Demon Shinobi:

“Drag her back and let her draw some cold fresh meat to restore the blood.”

“Yes, Lord Kazumi…” Hearing this, Tomoe, who was the leader, bowed his head slightly.

Immediately afterwards, Kazumi Makoto motioned for another Tomoe to step forward.

In this way, in just over half an hour, Hequan Cheng squeezed the blood of these hundreds of Fujiang’s bodies dry.

And the first to be squeezed dry, Tomie Tokie, also gradually restored the blood in his body under the nourishment of food, and re-ushered in the juice of Kazumi Makoto.

Early in the morning, around six or seven o’clock.

Kazumi Makoto had sensed that his body was full for a while, and he had squeezed 318 portions of Tomoe’s blood, and he felt a feeling of fullness.

Then, he pointed to Tomoe at the beginning and said:

“You, come here…”

“Yes, Kazumi-sama.”

Hearing this, that Fujiang not only did not have fear, but showed a trace of fanatical joy.

After adapting to being juiced by a vampire, there is no fear or pain, but an instinctive feeling of false happiness.

There is an invisible spiritual link between these rich rivers, and they can share their feelings and thoughts with each other.

But this time, after drawing out half of the blood of the Demon Ninja, Kazumi poured the blood magic power in his body into it.

“Whew…,” Tomoe cried out mournfully, and there was also patience for pain in his training with demon ninja.

With just two strokes, she sensed a cold power surging in her body.

That’s the power of vampires.

Cold blood flowed in her veins, and in an instant, the muscles under her body became firmer, and her strength and explosiveness increased… 0

If you use the system of dimensional games, Tomoe now has about 220 basic physical attributes.

Yes, Makoto Izumi’s blood slave transformation brought Tomoe a bonus of 100 basic physique attributes!

In an instant, Tomoe crossed from the human realm to the inhuman realm.

In addition, it is the connection of bloodlines, and Quan Makoto’s soul link skill, which is also in an activated state.

“Do you hear me, Tomoe?”

In his mind, came Kazuizumi’s words, and Tomoe, who was paralyzed in Kazuizumi’s arms, struggled, hurriedly got up, and half-knelt on the ground.

In Kazuizumi’s mind, Tomoe’s response echoed:

“Lord Wakaizumi, please order.”

“Very good…” The corners of his mouth raised, and Kazumi sneered, and he gave the order to Tomoe in his mind:

“Now, learn how to bark and bark three times.”

“Wang! Woof!! Woof!!! ”

Tomoe did not hesitate, she did not hesitate to speak, imitating it vividly.

Seeing this, Kazumi Makoto did not change color.

Just now, he didn’t want to humiliate Tomoe, he just wanted to see if he could give absolute orders to the blood slaves.

But at the moment, Tomoe is too obedient to try…

He sighed, then pointed to the remaining hundred Tomoe and said:

“You guys, cut yourself.”

While speaking, he turned around, and at the same time said to the Demon Shinobi Tomoe, who was transformed into a blood slave:

“You devour their bodies with your blood and assimilate them all into blood slaves.”

Every time Tomoe splits, he inherits physical attributes and intellectual thoughts.

In other words, as long as the Tomoe, who has been transformed into a blood slave now, is split, the Tomoe obtained by Kazumi Makoto will be his blood slave!

These Fujiang, not only have twice the physical fitness of ordinary people, but also absolutely cannot betray him, and will become his loyal dogs!

“Whaa

Behind them, there was a sound of flesh and blood shattering, but Tomoe did not cry or wail, but just waited indifferently for death.

A few minutes later, the voice of the blood slave Tomoe came from behind him:

“Master, it’s done.”

“Well…”

Turning around, Kazumi Makoto looked at the cold storage that was stained red with blood.

In the cold storage, there were hundreds of 3.4-liter Tomoe descendants.

Their originally dark eyes turned scarlet, full of thirst for blood.

“Very well…”

Looking at the remaining cold fresh meat in the cold storage, Kazumi said:

“Now, clean up the traces in the cold storage, and turn the remaining cold fresh meat into your food, either into a new Fujiang or to replenish your blood, don’t waste it.”

“Yes! Yes, sir! Lord Monarch!!! ”

A uniform response sounded, and hundreds of bloodlines half-knelt on the ground to show their absolute loyalty.

So, he signaled the black ghost to push open the door of the cold storage, and walked towards the outside of the cold storage with a well-dressed blood descendant Fujie:

“Prepare clothes, distribute them to the rest of your countrymen, and prepare their identities.”

While speaking, he and Quancheng turned around, and the two looked at each other with scarlet eyes:

“I command you, every ‘Tomoe’, to work together and never allow hatred or exclusion of each other.”

“…… Be! Hearing this, the blood slave Fujiang in front of Hequan Cheng had a struggling look on his face.

Hate, hostility, and exclusion are the nature of Tomoe.

But under the suppression of the bloodline, she could only accept orders.

Bending down, half-kneeling on the ground, hanging her head, she said in awe:

“Do your will, Lord.” _

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