Deep in the Living

Chapter 471: Bright Red Reward

The bloody rain gradually subsided and the waning moon emerged.

The fog came like a tide, and couldn't wait to cover the villages and towns again.

But there was no living person to be found in the entire village.
If you have to look for it,

A sleeping girl was stuffed into an iron barrel under the eaves of a certain house. Although there was no shelter from the rain, there was not a drop of blood in the barrel. She was sleeping soundly and didn't care about what was happening outside.

Not far from here,
A huge irregular opening was smashed into the ground, like the destruction caused by some large-scale battle.

The moonlight happened to fall into the big pit, illuminating the situation below.

If you look inward, you will be disturbed by a field that transforms normal naked eye vision into a B-grade movie-like picture.

At this point, the texture of the film itself is dissipating and the killing seems to be over.

Rody,

Wearing a grey mask,

He was using a metal baseball bat to smash up all the rotten blood vessel structures one by one, making sure that there was no intact structure left.

The movie content of killing the target is constantly acting on the broken flesh.

Rotten Mia,
Holding a head with a blood lotus structure in his right hand, he was showing off while using his own extreme corruption to suppress, erode, and destroy the opponent's most important structure.

They both suffered severe blood loss.
Almost every part of his body was bleeding, and he had severe hemolysis. He was only able to survive by relying on the killer's unique "immortality".

This joint killing lasted for half an hour.
It has to be said that the target's vitality is astonishingly strong. Among Rody's killing targets, he has the most terrifying regenerative ability, which is probably related to his so-called divinity.

If it weren't for Mia, Rody would have been exhausted to death by himself.

Because the whole body structure was completely destroyed,

The head held in Mia's hands soon began to fail, and the lotus pod in the center began to change color and corruption invaded.

Bang!

Withering,

The whole head turned into a puddle of mud and fell to the ground.
Strangely, the structure of the blood lotus has been preserved intact.

The influence of [Hemophobia] disappears, indicating the complete death of the target.

Snapped!
Mia was lying on the ground with her arms and legs spread out, completely exhausted, and the corpse spots on her face gradually turned back into the original freckles.

"Dissolve the form"

Mia's body was covered with irreparable corruption cracks in many places, and she relied on the regrowing maggots to eat the corruption between the wounds and fill them with new flesh.

It can be seen that this extreme form of corruption will cause considerable harm to her herself.

Of course, this amount of damage is nothing compared to the increased killing power brought by corruption itself.

"Wow! This guy with a little bit of divinity is so hard to kill. No wonder the dungeon is so dangerous.

By the way, where did our bloodstone go? It seems that the bloodstones in all the villagers' bodies were destroyed in the explosion... What should we do? What can we use to exchange for things? Is this trip for nothing?"

Mia's thoughts were too jumpy. She was immersed in killing the previous second, but now she had a bitter face.

"it's here"

Rody moved closer with weak steps. His spine had been producing stem cells and rapidly producing blood, allowing him to quickly recover from the severe blood loss.

Pick up the lotus pod and tap it gently.

The corrupt structure on the surface was shattered and disintegrated, revealing an oversized, gem-like bloodstone. It was not just a matter of size, the bright red inside was much purer.

Moreover, the surface of the gem is covered with densely packed shallow holes, symbolizing "lotus pod".

"This thing shouldn't be counted as a bloodstone. It might be enough to just hand it over. Can you get up, Mia?"

"Do you think I look like I can move? I still need to rest for a while, how about you carry me?"

Looking back on the half-hour long cooperative battle, although Mia was bad, she was absolutely reliable as a teammate.

Considering that the opponent would be in such a bad state that it would be difficult for him to recover in a short time, Rody turned around and squatted down. Mia propped herself up and was about to climb onto his back.

Buzz! The sense of danger came again.

It reminded her of a similar situation before, and the girl in the iron barrel. Although she was not afraid, she still needed to ensure her own safety in the current state.

"Forget it, Rody, go get the sack next to it. It's in the corner over there. I think it's what the pig-headed butcher uses to carry people.

You should be very skilled, so I don’t need to say more.”

Packing is complete.

Rody returned to the ground of the village with a sack on his shoulder, picked up the iron bucket under the eaves with his other hand, and quickly moved between different wooden houses while "hugging them left and right" to minimize the time he was exposed to the outdoors.

Soon we returned to the original villa.

Mia also crawled out from between the sacks. Her wounds had basically healed. Looking at the blood pool altar made of stones in front of her, she smelled a bloody smell similar to that of the previous battle, but this one was purer and stronger.

Pfft!
Bloodstone into the pool,
A burst of bubbling.

Gulu gulu~
The seemingly shallow pool of blood turned into an abyss structure again. The house began to ooze blood, and the blood from the shower head floated out of the pool.

Mia, who was standing by, noticed what was going on and was horrified.

“This is… a true projection of divinity!
The body on the back of this thing should correspond to the "essence of fear" deep in the corner, the essence of divinity! What kind of event are we experiencing? We can actually encounter such an existence. "

[Hemophobia] takes effect again.

However, this hemophobia does not lead to hemolysis in the body. It is just the simplest and most primitive fear of blood, which makes them full of awe for blood.

Gajigaji~
Strands of bright red flesh grew out from the other's palms, trying to establish a conversation mode.

Mia quickly waved her hand to signal Rody to do it. She didn't care as long as the rewards were distributed as evenly as possible.

Gray tentacles coiled up and a connection was established.

"You actually brought back a top-notch offering. The Lotus Bloodstone is equivalent to 200 ordinary bloodstones! The blood defilers in this area have been cleared. Thank you very much."

In exchange for what you want.

I will then leave this "videotape" behind. 』

"Video tape?" Luo Di caught a key word and asked: "What exactly is this place? What kind of incident have we been involved in? What requirements do we need to meet in order to leave?"

"Bloodstained, let me come here by chance. This is not my place. The high position restricts the information, and I cannot reveal it to you."

Exchange for the rewards you want and survive as long as possible.

If you have a resonance with blood, I look forward to meeting you in the depths. 』

The other party had explained it very clearly, and Rody did not ask any more questions. It was rare for such a person to talk so much nonsense with him.

The blood lotus hangs down, revealing the item between the lotus eyes.

Although two hundred bloodstones are a lot, it is impossible to replace them all.

While discussing with Mia, the girl sleeping in the iron barrel suddenly grew plants between her ears and raised her arm, pointing to one of the bloody holes.

After some discussion a decision was made.

The blood that filled the room all dissipated, and along with it the blood pool was emptied. The symbols carved inside completely lost their luster and could no longer be summoned.

Rody could feel that this pure blood being had left and returned to a deep place that could not be sensed.

However, the smell of blood still exists.

Three "rewards" from Rody.

A test tube of pure blood.

A pumping heart of blood.

An ancient book with a cover made of vascular weaving.

(End of this chapter)