Peerless Douluo: Blood of the Black King Nidhogg!

Chapter 83: The Hundred-Thousand-Year-Old Heart-stealing Beast! The Sin of Rage! (Three chapters in one, 6K chapters!)
Muxue and Vina did not hear the whisper like a gentle breeze, but just as they were wondering why Mo Yuan stopped killing, they suddenly felt as if the wind was blowing in the forest.

The wind was originally very light, so light that it could only blow the hair, but after just a blink of an eye, the wind became more and more violent.

Countless wind elements that filled the sky and earth gathered around Mo Yuan, and the invisible sickle-weasels in the sky grew sharp fangs and rushed over like the rising tide.

The wind became more and more violent and unbridled, its momentum like that of a huge army charging forward.

It was mighty, unstoppable, and ruthlessly tore everything apart.

Mo Yuan seemed to be able to hear the sickle-weasels that came with the strong wind, screaming in their desire for killing and blood.

The originally gentle gusts of wind now seemed to be carrying countless invisible sharp blades, transforming into a rain of swords, centered on Mo Yuan, and shooting towards the tide of beasts rushing forward.

puff! ! !
The arm of a ten-thousand-year-old iron-armored lizard was cut off, and the blood that spilled out was swallowed by the storm the next second.

The strong wind comes as the heart desires, bringing with it invisible killing.

All soul beasts, no matter how strong or weak their bodies are, will have only one fate if they are swept by the storm.
——dismemberment.

Muxue and Vina were stunned. They couldn't describe the scene before them.

In the strong wind, Mo Yuan's robes fluttered, and his long silver hair danced in the wind. In front of him were soul beasts that were instantly chopped into pieces by the wind.

Not a single drop of the splattered blood could fall to the ground. It seemed as if countless invisible blood-sucking monsters were hidden in the storm, crushing the enemy and sucking all their blood.

Muxue and Vina didn't know how long the storm lasted, maybe an hour, or maybe just a minute.

But when they came to their senses, all they saw were shriveled limbs and arms that had been drained of blood.

The beast tide that seemed endless and could never be killed disappeared, leaving behind only corpses that stretched as far as the eye could see.

Killing, pure killing.

Mu Xue and Vina understood that Mo Yuan was not a high-level Soul Sage at all. Just this one move was enough to be comparable to an ordinary Titled Douluo.

After all, a Titled Douluo is just a mortal. As long as the wind cuts a wound on him and bleeds a drop of blood, what awaits him are only countless mysterious monsters that feed on blood.

Mo Yuan looked at the soul beast falling like a wheat ear in front of him, with satisfaction in his eyes.

This is the higher-level Word Spirit of Kamaitachi, the Vampire Scythe.

A serial number is only seventy-one, but it can rival the Dragon King's unique skill, the Word Spirit. Of course, the lower limit is also very low, and it can even be defended by a polar bear alone.

Caesar Gattuso: Are you polite???

As the storm swept through, no matter how stubborn and unmoved the gray fog was, it was blown away by the continuous tearing, leaving a hole with a diameter of hundreds of meters.

The sun shone again in the misty forest. Feeling the warmth on their bodies, the seriously injured Vina and Muxue couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief.

Now that the beast tide has been resolved, and the two controlled Titled Douluo have not taken any action yet, everything seems to be moving in the right direction, as if it won't be long before they can escape from here and survive.

At the same time, Vina began to look at Mo Yuan carefully, and her mind became active.

She knew that Mo Yuan was most likely the eye of his martial soul, and judging by the violent wind that had just raged, his martial soul was most likely of wind elemental attribute.

Although I don’t know how the eye martial soul is related to the wind element, it doesn’t matter. What matters is that as long as it is the main body martial soul, the main body sect will never let him escape.

Mo Yuan didn't know what Vina was thinking, and even if he did, it wouldn't matter. By the time the Benti Sect arrived here, he would probably have already returned to Shrek.

"Be careful, there's something coming."

Mo Yuan looked at the gray fog in the distance that was beginning to spread towards here again and reminded them. With the reminder of the sickle-weasel remaining in the wind, he sensed that there were still many things in the gray fog in the distance that were coming towards here.

Although their numbers were far less than the previous beast tide, with only a dozen heartbeats, their aura was extremely powerful.

After hearing Mo Yuan's reminder, Vina and Mu Xue's hearts, which had just slowly calmed down, became heavier again. They turned their heads to look at the gray fog in the distance, and saw dozens of blurry black shadows quietly emerging from it.

They were very familiar with the two figures in the center, they were the two controlled Titled Douluo guards.

"Senior, be careful. Although Uncle Wang and Uncle Li have been controlled, their strength has not been reduced. It is very likely that the mysterious soul beast in the innermost part is hiding nearby and waiting for an opportunity to strike."

Mu Xue reminded them, but Mo Yuan did not reply to her because the dozen or so black shadows had all walked out of the gray fog and were exposed to the field of vision.

All those who walked out of the gray fog were humans. They looked different, with dull expressions, and their eyes were shrouded in a faint gray mist. Their movements were in unison, as if they were puppets being controlled uniformly.

Obviously, they are all soul masters controlled by the mysterious soul beast. The strength of these dozen people varies. The strongest are undoubtedly the two Titled Douluo guards, and the weakest is around the Soul King realm.

But Mo Yuan's gaze passed over them and fell directly on the old man standing in the corner, who was wearing a black robe, had a hunched body, dry skin and a sinister temperament.

After comparing the characteristics with those provided by the academy, Mo Yuan discovered that this person was the target of his trip, the evil soul master who slaughtered an entire village and had the strength of a Soul Emperor.

It seems that this evil soul master happened to encounter the mysterious soul beast after entering the Misty Forest, and was then also controlled.

Looking at the sinister old man, Mo Yuan suddenly realized that something was wrong. After carefully checking the man's breath, a question in his mind was immediately resolved.

He had been wondering why Yan Shaozhe would choose such a normal task for him. How could Yan Shaozhe not set a trap?

But after investigating the strength of the evil soul master, he understood.

Yan Shaozhe really had no good intentions in setting a trap for him.

This evil soul master is not as powerful as described in the academy's mission as a Soul Emperor, but is clearly a mid-level Soul Sage.

The realm of Intermediate Soul Saint is quite ingenious. According to Yan Shaozhe's estimation, if Mo Yuan faces an evil soul master enemy at the Soul Saint realm, the chances of winning or losing are about 60-40.

You can win the battle, but it is not easy to kill him. Moreover, due to incorrect intelligence, you may suffer a great loss. Although he will not die, you will not be able to complete the mission.

In this way, Yan Shaozhe would have a legitimate reason to suppress him.

It's a pity that Yan Shaozhe's imagination is not rich enough. He would never have thought that even if Mo Yuan did not use the bug method of Time Zero, it would only take a little effort to defeat the Soul Saint.

"Senior...why don't we run away before they attack us? Otherwise, we won't have a chance..."

Seeing more than a dozen figures standing quietly not far away and watching them, Mu Xue panicked. She now knew that Mo Yuan was indeed very strong, but the pressure brought by the two Titled Douluo still made her afraid.

Mo Yuan glanced at her and said in a calm tone,
"If you want to leave, you can leave now. No one will stop you."

"Forehead……"

Mu Xue's breathing paused slightly. Mo Yuan's indifference brought her back to her senses and made her think of a problem. You know, they still rely entirely on Mo Yuan for protection.

Moreover, this is the Misty Forest, not the capital of the Tianhun Empire, and they are just seriously injured soul masters, not the Tianhun royal family.

The fate of himself and Vina is in Mo Yuan's hands. Life or death depends entirely on what he thinks.

After realizing this, Mu Xue turned her head to look at the gray fog that was rising again around her, and then looked at Vina who was lying in her arms, looking extremely weak.

She sighed and stopped talking. She now only hoped that Mo Yuan really had the strength to fight against the Titled Douluo.

Seeing Muxue shut her mouth, Mo Yuan was about to turn around and kill the dozen people when he suddenly felt a palpitation in his heart.

Without any time to hesitate, Mo Yuan disappeared from the spot in a flash. Almost at the moment he left, four cone-shaped black tentacles, emitting a dark glow and with a slippery surface, silently emerged from the gray fog.

Mo Yuan's body kept turning and moving, but the four slippery tentacles kept chasing him closely, following closely behind him. At the same time, the dozen or so soul masters who had been silent all the time also caught up with him.

"This tentacle?! It's the mysterious soul beast that controls Uncle Wang and Uncle Li!"

Mu Xue and Vina said in horror when they saw the four tentacles, and immediately warned Mo Yuan who was hiding from the tentacles in the distance,

"Senior, be careful! Don't get touched by these tentacles! Otherwise, even a Titled Douluo won't be able to break free!"

Upon hearing this, Mo Yuan, who had recognized the soul beast at the first moment, instantly felt the anger that had been suppressed in his heart for a long time rise again.

Faced with this soul beast that usurped the royal authority and encroached on his power, he directly activated the alchemical matrices inside the two swords in his hands.

Suddenly, a surge of blood and a biting coldness rushed into the sky. Mo Yuan stomped heavily on the ground and turned around to steady himself.

The thick blood energy and biting coldness lingering around Xinting Hou and Han Yue continued to surge, and in the blink of an eye, two huge phantoms condensed behind Mo Yuan.

On the side of Xinting Hou was a bloodthirsty golden eagle with a wingspan of several feet. Although it was only an illusion, the ferocity of the bloodthirsty golden eagle was perfectly presented. A pair of sharp claws that seemed to be able to cut through the void were ready to strike.

On Hanyue's side was also a northern wolf with snow-white fur and dark green pupils. Its sharp teeth were visible when its mouth opened and closed, and its shoulder blades were covered with a thick layer of ice spines.

This is the type of soul beast that the two soul bones came from. Under the power of alchemy, Mo Yuan erased all the soul skills in the soul bones and transformed them into the purest attack power to bless the slash.

Two extremely powerful auras, one red and one blue, rose into the sky. Mo Yuan held the knife in both hands and bent slightly, placing Xin Ting Hou and Han Yue on his waist in opposite directions respectively.

This is not the starting move of any school of swordsmanship, and it is full of flaws, but facing the four extremely dangerous tentacles in front of him, and the dozen or so soul masters of varying strengths that followed closely behind.

Defense is of no use at this moment. Only attack, blood and scars can stop them.

Time seemed to freeze at this moment. Mo Yuan stared quietly with his bright golden eyes at the tentacles that were only one meter away from him, and the soul masters behind them who had activated their martial souls and released their strongest soul skills.

At this moment he suddenly remembered someone, someone he thought of when he was using the vampire sickle.

——Lu Shanyan. A powerful being whose word spirit is a Kamaitachi, yet he can temporarily transform into a dragon and use his vampire sickle to bravely resist the Dragon King.

A ruthless man who blinded himself in order to avoid being controlled by the Dragon's Eye.

A rebel who traveled to the ocean and saw the prosperous world, but was still devoted to his country, carrying the race on his shoulders and breaking the oppressors with his fists.

Mo Yuan liked one of his words very much: We have nothing, and we never defend ourselves.

Time began to flow again at this moment. The terrifying aura emanating from Mo Yuan suddenly condensed. Then he slashed with two swords at the four tentacles that were stabbing straight at him and the soul master who was still brewing soul skills behind him.

"Double Swords Hua Slash!!!"

As Mo Yuan's low roar fell, the bloodthirsty golden eagle and the northern wolf behind him turned into two red and blue sword lights nearly a hundred meters long and flew straight forward.

They were in the shape of a cross, and like a hot knife cutting through butter, they cut through the four slippery tentacles and the bodies of more than a dozen soul masters without any hindrance.

Finally, it broke through the gray fog, flew into the sky, and cut the clouds apart with one stroke.

The four slippery tentacles were cut off, and the cross-section of the wounds was neat and flat, revealing the black flesh that was constantly wriggling inside. The other dozen or so soul masters who were controlled were almost all cut in half and died on the spot.

Only the two Titled Douluo struggled hard after falling to the ground, but the thick evil blood energy and biting cold air flowed into their bodies through the wounds, freezing all the blood in their bodies and turning them into a scarlet ice sculpture.

"This……"

Muxue and Vina opened their eyes wide in disbelief, their red lips slightly parted, and the word "shock" was written all over their faces.

They couldn't believe that the Titled Douluo and the mysterious soul beast that they both thought were unstoppable could be killed by Mo Yuan with just one sword strike?
During this year, first there was Ye Xuan, whose origin was unknown and who possessed the strength of level 98, and then there was a mysterious soul master who could kill a Titled Douluo with just two swords without using any soul skills.

Could it be that there are many unknown powerful people hiding in places they don’t know about?
As for the death of the two Titled Douluo of the Empire, Vina was just a little sad and had no other thoughts. After all, if they didn't die, she would have to die.

The four severed slippery tentacles twisted wildly in pain for a while and then suddenly dived back into the gray fog. Seeing this, Mo Yuan did not chase after them immediately, but took out the seventh-level milk bottle given by Shadow Douluo to restore his soul power.

The previous blow almost drained all the soul power in his body. You know, although he can now rely on the power of words to fight against enemies of higher levels, and he has many trump cards.

But in the final analysis, he still only has a soul power of level 55. It's okay for him to rely on the words to launch a burst of attacks, but it's still a bit difficult for him to fight for a long time.

After his soul power was almost recovered, Mo Yuan came to the dozen or so corpses that were chopped into two with his two swords and began to pick up the spoils.

Especially the bodies of the two Titled Douluo. If nothing unexpected happens, there will be at least one soul bone in them.

As for the sinister old evil spirit master in that mission, he cut off his head with a single blow and stored it in his spirit guide.
Mu Xue, who was not far away, suddenly remembered something after seeing Mo Yuan start to touch the corpses one by one, and whispered in Vina's ear,

"Vina, I remember that Uncle Wang and Uncle Li each have a ten-thousand-year soul bone, right? Otherwise..."

"Muxue!"

Vina saw what Muxue wanted to say and interrupted her in a serious tone.

Are you kidding me? Do you really want to tell him: These two soul bones belong to our Tianhun royal family, we hope you can return them to us?

This is not the way to seek death.

"Our lives were saved by Senior, and those soul bones are naturally your spoils of war. Not only that, after we get out, we must report to the empire and the sect and give you the real reward."

When Vina said this, she deliberately raised her voice so that Mo Yuan, who was peeling off the soul bone, could hear it.

In response, Mo Yuan simply glanced at the two of them and then looked away, concentrating on searching the corpse.

He even asked the Empire and the Body Sect to pay me. Do you really think he's stupid? If he appears in front of Du Bu Si, it would be a miracle if he could go back.

A few minutes later, Mo Yuan took out the soul bones from the bodies of the two Titled Douluo. Both soul bones were about 20,000 years old, but the quality was still good.

One is the right arm bone with fire attribute, and the other is the left arm bone with earth attribute. Since both were cut in half, their soul bones were not damaged at all.

After putting away the soul bone, Mo Yuan was just about to use the vacuum snake to explore the misty forest again when he suddenly found that the gray fog around him suddenly became several times thicker, and the visibility was reduced to within a radius of three meters.

At the same time, a strong and oppressive feeling suddenly erupted from a distance. Mo Yuan frowned slightly and immediately stepped back to stand in front of Mu Xue and Vina.

"Senior... Is that soul beast about to appear..."

"Shut up."

Mo Yuan stopped Mu Xue from questioning. His expression became more serious, and a rare look of fear appeared in his eyes.

Thick shadows quietly emerged from the gray fog that filled the surroundings at some point, and they kept twisting and weaving through the gray fog, surrounding all directions.

At a glance, even without counting, there are dozens of these shadows.

At the same time, a huge human-shaped black shadow appeared silently in front of Mo Yuan, and then the gray mist dissipated, revealing some of the shape of the object.

It was a humanoid monster covered in a black robe. The only part of its face that was exposed was a disgusting vortex formed by a bunch of thin, greasy flesh granulations.

"vomit!"

The moment they saw the monster's face, Muxue and Vina felt their minds shaken, as if their spirits were severely damaged, and they subconsciously wanted to vomit.

Not only that, even Mo Yuan was affected, but compared to feeling nauseous and dizzy, he was more shocked at this moment.

It was because he recognized the origin of this soul beast.

Mo Yuan spoke word by word.

"A hundred thousand year old heart-stealing beast..."

The Heart-stealing Beast is a rare soul beast with spiritual attributes. As the name suggests, its innate skill is - the foolish Heart-stealing Beast can make soul masters and soul beasts with lower mental power than it fall into a stagnant state, creating an effect of time stagnation.

Under this effect, the Mind Flayer can do whatever it wants to the controlled target, which is weird and terrifying.

However, this kind of soul beast is very rare. A soul master will definitely find one every few decades. Moreover, the oldest heart-stealing beast discovered so far is only 50,000 years old, and it was hunted down thousands of years ago.

However, although the Heart-Stealing Beast was only 50,000 years old, it was still able to use its extremely terrifying mental power and its innate skill - Stupidity to control the three people under the joint hunting of the three Titled Douluo, and killed one person and seriously injured another.

The Heart-Stealer has platinum-colored, slippery tentacles, a human-shaped upper body, and a face covered with a vortex of fleshy granulations of the same color. It likes to cover its body with human robes.

The years are divided by the length and number of tentacles. Ten meters equals ten thousand years. A thousand years ago, there was only one tentacle. A thousand years later, a tentacle grows every thousand years.

This was also the reason why Mo Yuan didn't recognize it as the Heart-Stealer at first. It was not until he saw that iconic face that he remembered it.

After all, who knows that after reaching the 100,000-year level, the Mind Flayer will undergo a drastic change in appearance and gain other abilities!

"Damn, how does this thing look like this?"

Mo Yuan looked at the shadow in front of him and felt a little toothache. A hundred thousand year old heart-stealing beast was no joke. You know, a fifty thousand year old heart-stealing beast could beat three Titled Douluo.

If it takes 100,000 years, he can defeat a level 96 non-spiritual Titled Douluo.

Furthermore, they knew nothing about the abilities of the 100,000-year-old Heart Flayer. Who knew if it had any other unused skills? If they really had to fight it to the death, even Mo Yuan would probably come out of it in a disaster.

Just as Mo Yuan was thinking of a way to slap it and then run away with his men, the Heart-stealing Beast suddenly spoke in human language. The voice was cold, neutral, and without any emotion.
"Mortals, when facing gods, you should kneel down and pay respect to them reverently."

When these words were spoken, Mo Yuan was stunned at first, and then a smile slowly emerged on his face. The smile gradually became ferocious, and the light of his golden pupils was restrained, condensed into a ball of flame brighter than blood.

The words of the Mind Flayer seemed to have touched the greatest taboo deep within the dragon blood in his body, releasing a demon called "Rage".

At the same time, Nidhogg, who was entrenched under the World Tree in the Sea of ​​Spirits, quietly opened his eyes. He was still so majestic, but a hint of anger flashed in his dragon pupils.

As dragons, they consider themselves gods, ruling the world from a high position. Therefore, when they encounter creatures that despise them, the rage engraved in their blood will be aroused, and they will tear the enemy to pieces.

As the heir of Nidhogg's dragon blood, Mo Yuan is still mostly human in spirit, but once that small part is touched, it will spread rapidly like a flame.

As it happens, being despised is one of them.

"mortal--"

The Heart-Stealing Beast wanted to speak again, but was interrupted by Mo Yuan's sword just after saying two words. The slash with the blessing of the moment made the 100,000-year-old Heart-Stealing Beast with spiritual attributes unable to react and was directly knocked away.

"Mortal? Since when did a beast call itself a god?"

Mo Yuan broke through the gray fog and arrived in mid-air. He looked down expressionlessly at the Heart-stealing Beast below, which was standing up intact. His eyes were indifferent, as if he was looking at an ant.
"Look at what a god is."

The dragon blood in his body was boiling, reaching the critical point of the third blood burst. Mo Yuan stretched out his hand and pressed lightly downwards.
"I have driven away the sun's rays,

My eyes are eternal fire,

I sent down rain and thunder,

He crowned the one who killed Vritra,
Thunder treads on the spines of all things,
The ruler holding the vajra,
I am——

Indra!!!"

(End of this chapter)