From the time travel, I became extraordinary

One or two hundred kilometers southwest of the Fog City is Wolf Valley.

Sadhu had completely refined the blood light bestowed by Jiang Yao.

Compared with Quinlan and Dracula, this guy, after integrating that ray of blood, actually gained the ability to nurture bloodworms in his body.

When this kind of worm is first born and nurtured in Sadhu's body, it is only the size of a needle tip.

Once released from the body, it can silently parasitize other people's bodies, using the other person's blood as food for growth.

This was another special ability that he didn't even have. When Jiang Yao saw Sadhu demonstrate this, he was obviously stunned for a while.

Compared with Oriental people, the human blood of these people in Western countries does not seem to be pure, and is mixed with a lot of other messy things.

Hundreds and thousands of years ago, this place was still a civilized desert, synonymous with chaos, ignorance and blood.

But now...

What they represent is modern civilization. Many people feel that the polluted air in the foggy city is sweet.

After figuring it all out, and thinking of the blood light bestowed on Sadhu, which he had specially refined several times with a drop of ordinary blood, Jiang Yao suddenly felt relieved that this guy had an extra strange ability.

On the ground, the bodies of Craig, Treo and others were still lying in a mess.

When cleaning up the scene after a murder, the criminals are worried that some important evidence that could be detrimental to themselves might be left behind.

Jiang Yao always cared about killing but not burying the dead. He never even looked at the corpses on the ground for a second.

He waved his hand and greeted Quinlan Dracula and Sadhu. Then he put his hands behind his back and walked straight into the Wolf Valley.

Those SAS members in special equipment are very easy to identify even if they are dead.

They are equipped with all kinds of equipment and can almost be said to be armed to the teeth.

Unfortunately, in front of the Blood God Son, all the equipment they relied on were almost useless.

Before, the Blood God Son that jumped out from the sea of ​​blood above Jiang Yao’s head, although it was only in its embryonic form, was still able to ignore almost all physical damage.

When he turned into a streak of blood and flew away, his speed was even faster than Jiang Yao's at his prime.

Leaping out from the sea of ​​blood, the embryonic form of the Blood God appeared in the real world. Although it only took less than a breath, in this area, except for his own people, no other living people could be seen.

At Craig's call, almost all the werewolves in the Wolf Valley followed him and headed towards the valley entrance, and then lost their lives here.

Their bodies were mainly concentrated in the area near the big crack.

After passing this area and continuing forward for a few dozen or hundreds of meters, the corpses of those SAS members began to appear in the sight of Jiang Yao and others.

In the foreign world, killing people and stealing corpses have long been Jiang Yao's basic operations.

But at this moment, whether it was the werewolves or those SAS members, he had no desire to touch the corpses left behind after their death.

On the contrary, Dracula and Sadhu, after getting Jiang Yao's permission, would immediately go up and search carefully whenever they saw a corpse.

They did find quite a few weapons and equipment, but unfortunately, none of the items could make Jiang Yao take a second look.

"Master Blood God, we found more than ten bodies of SAS members."

"So many SAS members are here. It's obvious that they have colluded with the werewolves. Judging from their posture, they are most likely coming for you, sir!"

"Their actions must have been instructed by the upper echelons of the empire. What on earth do those stupid politicians want to do?"

"Or, let's go straight to the Fog City!"

"With your supreme power, you can kill them all and support a puppet regime to take power!"

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Following Jiang Yao, several people continued to go deeper into the Wolf Valley.

Sadhu, who had just received the gift and became a member of the blood clan, was filled with indignation and complained when he saw the corpses of SAS members along the way.

After he finished speaking, Quinlan and Dracula beside him immediately showed their loyalty and followed suit.

Previously, when Jiang Yao was unsealed, the scene was enough to shock countless people. Several people were at the scene and saw everything with their own eyes.

In their eyes, Jiang Yao is the real Supreme God.

In the eyes of several people, as long as Jiang Yao is willing, let alone overthrowing a regime, even destroying the world would be absolutely no difficulty.

If the suggestion they put forward at this moment is really adopted by Jiang Yao, they can also benefit from it and occupy several prominent positions in the new regime.

As soon as these thoughts appeared in the minds of Sadhu, Dracula and others, their hearts immediately became hot.

Fortunately, they have been living in the remote town of Misa and have very limited knowledge. They have definitely never heard of the story of the yellow robe.

Otherwise, they would definitely try every possible means to get a yellow robe for Jiang Yao to wear.

"And you want to kill all the upper echelons of your empire and support a puppet regime?"

"Besides causing me a lot of trouble, will this do me any good?"

"Sadhu, I really doubt whether you were kicked in the head by a donkey."

"And you two, Dracula and Quinlan, also echoed so enthusiastically, one by one."

"You have a brain problem, you need to go see a doctor, stop talking nonsense in front of me!"

Seeing these guys in front of him getting more and more excited and their words becoming more and more explicit, they had already arranged a destination for the queen and the princess.

Jiang Yao felt like he couldn't bear to listen any longer, so he paused.

While scanning the few people, he kicked Sadhu hard, kicking him several meters away.

Fortunately, after integrating with the blood light, Sadhu's skin and flesh became thicker and he could withstand a lot more blows. Otherwise, even if Jiang Yao didn't use much force in this kick, it would still be difficult for him to withstand it and he would not be able to stand up again.

Seeing his look, Quinlan and Dracula quickly shut up and looked much more honest.

After coughing up several mouthfuls of blood, Sadhu staggered to his feet, lowered his head, and walked back to his original position.

For some people, it is useless to talk to them nicely. If they don't listen, just beat them up and they will learn their lesson.

The barbarians fear power but not virtue. This is a truth that our ancestors understood. Although later generations are somewhat disdainful and do not know how to draw their swords but only like to spend money, Jiang Yao still knows this sentence.

He just created a few Draculas and Sadhus casually. He didn't take them seriously in the first place. If there was anything that didn't go his way, he naturally had no interest in pampering them.

"This place should be where those werewolves live."

"You guys, search carefully."

"If you find anything valuable, or anything strange, remember to inform me as soon as possible."

"Anyone who has other intentions and dares to hide items will be killed!"

The few of them did not walk very fast and walked for more than ten minutes. Finally, they appeared in the depths of Wolf Valley, near the wooden houses.

Jiang Yao took out a cigarette, lit it up, and took a deep puff.

A cloud of thick smoke came out of his mouth, and he waved his hand, commanding Dracula, Quinlan and the others.

Judging from his previous experience when he was unsealed, the innate level of combat power in the real world is very likely to be unable to bear it. The werewolf leader Craig, who is able to rival the strong in the blood exchange realm, has almost reached the limit of what this world can achieve.

It was only because of meeting me that he would lose his life here.

Otherwise, even the organized army of the British Empire would not have an easy time dealing with him.

Of course, this only refers to Craig's giant wolf form. If he were to return to being an ordinary person, his strength would definitely be far less than it is now.

Jiang Yao has never actually seen Craig in human form, so he doesn't quite understand this aspect yet.

In this extraordinary and inconspicuous world, there would actually be an outlier like Craig whose strength almost reaches the world's limit. Even he was a little curious about this.

"Lord Blood God, there are a few werewolves here."

"They are in a bad condition. It seems they have been poisoned. They are hanging on by a thread."

"Should we keep them here for questioning, or just send them off?"

The cigarette that had just been lit was still half smoked. Kunlan walked out of a room in a hurry. He walked a few steps in front of Jiang Yao, bowed respectfully, and reported.

This place is several miles away from the big crack at the entrance of the valley.

The prototype of the Blood God Son released by Jiang Yao was very fast, but it only circled that area and did not come to the group of wooden houses.

This must be one of the main reasons why the werewolves discovered by Quinlan were still alive and had not turned into mummies.

"There are still living werewolves? That's great, don't rush to kill them!" When Jiang Yao heard this, he obviously became interested.

He took a step forward and was about to go over to the room that Quinlan mentioned and take a look.

At this moment, his face darkened, he paused, and looked up at the sky.

In the night sky that was about to usher in dawn, a faint blood-red light that was difficult for ordinary people to detect was cutting through the sky and falling straight towards this side.

With a clang, the sword rang out and a bloody light shot down.

In the area of ​​the wooden houses deep in Wolf Valley, the ground underfoot is not soil, but hard rock.

But now, under the falling blood light, the rock became like tofu.

With a "puff", the sword that was flashing with a faint and mysterious blood-red light sank into a huge rock that was nearly one meter protruding from the ground. Only the hilt was left, still sticking out.

"A sword fell from the sky?"

"Lord Blood God, this is our British Empire, we welcome you!" This scene made Kunlan who was standing beside him stunned.

But this guy is actually a talented person. He reacted quickly and complimented Jiang Yao at the right time.

"I was startled when I saw a sword suddenly fall from the sky."

"I thought this was a new secret weapon of your British Empire."

"Kunlan, you are right. It suddenly landed in front of me to welcome me!" Jiang Yao responded with a smile.

He is a human, not a god, but he was too lazy to correct Quinlan and Dracula who had been calling him Lord Blood God all the way.

He was originally planning to go to the house where the few surviving werewolves were, but he turned around, took a few steps, and appeared directly in front of the boulder.

"Blood sacrifice, blood sacrifice..." Jiang Yao carefully looked at the part of the hilt that was exposed from the stone. He stretched out his hand and grabbed the hilt directly.

A thought that was difficult to describe came directly into his mind.

"A sword actually has spirituality?"

"In order to pull you out of the stone, it actually requires a sufficient blood sacrifice?"

"There's not much blood left, just this little bit. You can use it for now!" Jiang Yao, who was originally preparing to pull out the sword by force, stopped his actions temporarily with joy.

After muttering a few words, he flipped his hand and several blood pills the size of fingers appeared in his palm.

Jiang Yao collected these blood pills, originally intending to use them to perform the Blood-Attracting Spirit Crane Technique to find the trace of his brother Zeng Lin.

But now, this sword actually wants a blood sacrifice, so let him use it first.

After all, spiritual weapons are rare.

In the foreign world, when he was in Black Rock City, he had always been very envious of the supreme power displayed by the national treasure in the hands of an unknown celestial being.

Jiang Yao wasn't sure whether the sword in front of him was the legendary artifact from the foreign land, but if he saw it, he would definitely not miss it.

A few blood pills fell on the stone, and in an instant, they turned into a rolling river of blood, dyeing the entire stone blood red.

"It's not enough, it's still not enough, blood sacrifice, I still need a blood sacrifice..." The sword that originally only had a faint blood light flashing, now, even the hilt of the sword began to have a weird blood light flowing continuously.

In just a blink of an eye, the blood concentrated in the blood pills was completely absorbed by the sword, and the huge stone that had been dyed blood red turned gray again.

I don’t know if it’s because of the blood that the sword’s power has been significantly enhanced.

Before Jiang Yao's palm touched the part of the sword handle exposed outside the stone, a strange thought was transmitted to his mind through the air.

"You still need a blood sacrifice? I'll sacrifice your mother with blood."

"I've given you so much blood, and yet you're still greedy."

"Follow me, I'll let you eat delicious food and drink spicy drinks, but the premise is that you have to be obedient."

"You can only eat if I tell you to. You can't force me to eat until I ask."

"If you really make me unhappy, believe it or not, I will destroy you!"

Jiang Yao values ​​this weapon in front of him that is obviously spiritual, very much. This is true, but he will not ask for anything he wants from it and spoil it too much.

After all, he wanted to control the sword and use it for his own purposes.

If you really want the sword to want something, just give it that thing. Otherwise, it will become a tool controlling you, and you will eventually become the sword's slave.

With a sullen face, he snorted coldly.

While speaking, he slapped the huge rock in front of him hard.

Although the strength he could exert now was limited, this slap with all his strength still caused several pieces of the stone to break off.

Originally, only the hilt of the sword was exposed, but now nearly one-third of it was exposed to his sight.

I don't know whether it was fear or protest.

Although no more thoughts were transmitted into Jiang Yao's mind, the exposed part of the sword that was still stuck in the stone was obviously trembling slightly.

"Many times, silence means acquiescence."

"You are silent, and I know that it must mean that you are willing to acknowledge me as your master."

"There's a saying in my hometown that goes 'a wise bird chooses the right tree to roost in. Don't worry, following me as your master won't bring you disgrace!"

With a grin on his face, Jiang Yao reached out his hand again and grasped the hilt of the sword. (End of this chapter)