Infinite Reincarnation: I am the Monster.

Chapter 594 Crimson Pope Lawrence

drop.

Blood droplets, radiating a rich life force, landed on the monstrous body, whose flesh had long since mutated, and then quickly disappeared, while the monster's flesh slowly degenerated...

Yes, in Bai Cangshu's view, the essence of this so-called "purification" is actually a kind of degeneration, an elimination of ability.

Regardless of the extent of the psychological impact of "blood therapy" on humans, on a physical level, the blood of ancient gods undeniably caused the evolution of the human mortal body.

Its flesh and blood proliferated abnormally, and its strength, physique, agility, and even spirit surpassed all constraints, reaching a level that ordinary human beings could never achieve.

He gained physical strength surpassing that of lions and tigers.

Even if that power is difficult to control, it is still evolution.

Now, a single drop of blood has erased all the changes that have already occurred, forcibly causing the overgrown flesh to recede.

That drop of blood also contained enough life force to save these humans who should have died after being stripped of their massive amounts of flesh and blood after being dehumanized.

Etoris looked left and right, his long golden hair swinging back and forth as he paced back and forth, the lion-like man's face full of turmoil.

The group of hidden dragon hunters, who also shared his hybrid identity, all looked warily at the black-armored knight blocking their way.

Just now, this female knight cleaved open the town gate and the small hill on the other side with a single sword strike. The terrifying power she displayed was no less than that of a next-generation pure-blooded dragon, which made this group of hybrids very concerned.

In their view, the only beings in this world capable of possessing such power, besides those beasts who use blood healing to become neither human nor ghost, are the dragons.

Even the hybrid with the highest bloodline level would find it difficult to display such combat power.

Serafina wiped her forehead. She felt strange; her chest was hot, like a small furnace, but her limbs were getting colder and colder.

She didn't know what Lord Tao Pai Pai had done, but she did have more blood, and at the same time, the wound on her wrist was healing much more slowly.

Serafina was somewhat delighted by this change, which seemed dangerous to most people.

She felt that in this state, she could absolutely heal everyone around the town of Redstone.

Serafina squinted, twisted her wrist, and dripped blood onto another person, feeling a rare sense of relief.

After today, although I may no longer be able to travel around, the world will at least be a little more normal.

Everyone has their own mission in life. Some are born to raise livestock, some to have children, some to acquire wealth, and some to enlighten all beings.

And she, without a doubt, was born to cure this twisted illness.

Humanity is no longer in a primitive age, nor is it in a dark age where it was kept by dragons. Nowadays, even without the blood of ancient gods, humans can still survive well in this world.

Therefore... she was born, a human with the ability to purify the blood of ancient gods.

Serafina felt at peace. People only feel fear when they can't find a place to belong. She didn't feel fear. Ever since she was four years old, when her beast-like grandmother scratched her back and she healed her, Serafina had felt a deep sense of peace.

They always knew where they belonged.

With a smile on her face and her mouth open, Serafina began to hum a melodious tune, cheerful and uplifting.

Even the usually indifferent Artoria looked at him with her sword at this moment.

She saw beyond the gloomy, foul-smelling town, in the outskirts of the grasslands and wilderness, a red-haired girl whose white robe was stained black at the hem, but as she gently raised her arm, drops of crimson blood fell.

One by one, the contorted, pained expressions of the humans softened and became peaceful.

"Saintess, Serafina..."

Artoria murmured the name.

The grey-robed hunters leaning against the haystacks outside the town also stood up, took off their hats, and watched this scene.

They objected to Serafina's act of helping these useless people, but they couldn't help but feel respect for the scene.

They couldn't save the world, and perhaps neither could Lady Serafina, but at least this young girl saved many people.

Ash Hunters have heard the chanting of Serafina's name echoing from England to France, and even on more remote islands. Many humans, struggling to maintain their sanity amidst their beastly transformation, await Serafina's arrival.

Etoris clenched his fists, his pupils trembling violently, his heart contracting in waves of resentment at his own weakness and fear at the thought that the person he admired was burning their life away.

A mix of complex emotions caused him to experience once again the fatalistic "blood sorrow" typical of mixed-race individuals.

He clutched his heart and instinctively turned to look at the most powerful man in the area.

The next moment, Etoris was stunned. The other party seemed to know everything and had been looking at him all along. Their eyes met, and the smile on the other party's lips was a mixture of mockery and cruelty.

He saw the other person's mouth open and close slightly, and they said something along these lines.

Has your heart grown cold?

thump!
Startled, Etoris's heart pounded again as he remembered the deal the other party had made with him.

Snapped!
Etoris slapped himself hard across the face, so hard that his cheek swelled up quickly.

Yes, now is not the time for me to wallow in self-pity. I must protect Serafina's fallen comrades, for those who are desperately waiting for redemption, and for the hunters who risked their lives to stand in front of the chorus.

For... Serafina.

Etorius's expression softened. At this moment, he stopped running away. A surge of warmth welled up inside him, instantly flowing through his entire body and dispelling all fear and exhaustion. Blood Sorrow melted away like ice and snow before this emotion.

His footsteps interrupted Serafina's singing and startled the half-breed and the Ash Hunter who were lost in the music.

"Lady Serafina, and Lady Tao Pai Pai, since we have made up our minds to purify the Holy City of Latina, why don't I take this opportunity to sneak in first?"

He looked into Serafina's eyes and said solemnly.

"I will find those former paladins who are unwilling to join His Majesty Lawrence's plan, and together we will purify the Holy City when you arrive!"

Having said that, without waiting for anyone else to speak, Etoris turned and left. Afterwards, the group of Ash Knights and half-bloods discussed it briefly and left with Etoris.

The professor was somewhat moved by what he saw. He knew that Etoris's journey was extremely dangerous. Even though the Crimson Pope Lawrence had not yet shown his face, he was already aware of the dangers he had encountered in the revelations he had received.

That guy is almost as dangerous as the Dragon King.

Aside from Tao Pai Pai, probably no one in this world can rival such a character.

He looked at Tao Pai Pai, only to find that Tao Pai Pai was pressing one hand to her chest, her long black hair fluttering slightly.

Bai Cangshu clutched his chest, the illusory heat flowing through his limbs and bones, making him feel better than ever before.

Moreover, this feeling is very familiar. It was the same feeling I had when the soul of a Marine named Corey merged with mine in the world of One Piece.

Good, very good, Etoris!
Continue to stir your heart...
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About half a day later, the sky had darkened. On the sea, Etoris threw down his oars, staring blankly at the scene before him. He turned to the people behind him in a daze and said...
"Hey, did we go the wrong way...?"

"What...what is that thing?!"

His pupils trembled continuously.

On the pitch-black sea, countless fleshy creatures, like tree roots, sprawled across the ocean, reaching heights of over a thousand meters. The fleshy creatures shimmered with a scarlet luster, reflecting a bright light across the surrounding sea.

Suddenly, a scarlet eye lit up from the huge tumor, with countless pupils darting around in its pupil.

"Etoris...come, come with me, and let us evolve toward the stars!"

Etoris shuddered, his body involuntarily rising upwards.

Fortunately, someone from the boat below grabbed his foot and slammed him down.

boom!
After freeing himself from the strange power that had been binding him, Etoris gasped for breath.

"It was His Majesty Lawrence, he... he devoured Latina!"

(End of this chapter)