Chapter 28: Learning to Hunt Can't Save Humanity! The Angry Roja and the Born Demon [2-in-1, Se
Chapter 28: Learning to Hunt Can't Save Humanity! The Angry Roja and the Born Demon [2-in-1, Se
Chapter 28: Learning to Hunt Can't Save Humanity! The Angry Roja and the Born Demon [Two-in-One, Seeking First Subscription!]
"This is not an illusion!"
Wendell hissed and immediately drew his sword.
In my remaining memories, the last time I saw something similar was when I swapped bodies with Ishtar —
At this moment, her trembling, fragmented soul was about to spill from her throat, shattered beyond repair, and on the verge of dissipation.
However, Ishtar, in the Sea of Souls, also contracted her soul when faced with the blood-red eyes that suddenly appeared among the crows, and did not take the opportunity to possess her physical body.
At this moment, Roya also needs to take a break.
His body was stiff, and a chill emanated from his back, as if a biting wind had pierced through his body.
But it could also be the gust of wind created by Wendell's sword strike—
In his view, if it is just some kind of illusion that makes people confront their inner selves, then saying the words "stranger" is understandable.
But how can the other party send out a mass announcement?
Even Ron found out about it.
Could it be that my identity as a time traveler has been exposed?
For a fleeting moment, Luo Ya wanted to run away.
But as he came to his senses, he was more inclined to believe that this was a stress response from the crows after he threatened them.
After all, judging from his exotic features, it wouldn't be wrong to call him a stranger.
Mechanical connection, start!
An almost mechanical, icy intent instantly enveloped the crows.
As expected, he did not detect any spatial rifts or high-level blood energy reactions.
It's just a group illusion.
Moreover, it seems that the more talented and spiritually powerful a person is, the more fear they feel.
Judging from Ron's reaction, he reacted much more strongly to his sister's plea for help than to Blood Eyes.
now!
Roya's thoughts, like a divine projection, overlooked the flock of crows.
The innermost black pupil of the ring-shaped blood-red eye expanded instantly, emitting a barely perceptible tremor.
Ron's eyes widened, and he collapsed to the ground, fast asleep.
Yellow Sand Guard on the right shoulder.
Wendell's remnant soul trembled violently!
The golden pupils froze for a moment, then melted away, spreading across the entire eye.
He then lost his footing and fell off the right shoulder of the armor.
It was caught by the armored right hand and held in the palm of his hand.
Roya gripped Wendell tightly, staring wide-eyed at the blood-red eyes among the crows.
With big eyes squeezing into small eyes, she's not afraid at all.
The great materialist eye sees through all illusions!
Gradually, the blood-red raven eyes could no longer hold on.
The black pupils contracted and solidified instantly, then dissolved, blurring the entire blood-red eye.
Red and black quickly merged —
Finally, it vanished in an instant.
By this time, Wendell's wind barrier had long since disappeared.
The flock of crows, which should have swarmed forward, scattered in an instant.
The sky island below.
The Heavenly Gate opens.
Roya glanced at Ron and Wendell.
The two only fainted due to an overreaction, but they are physically fine and will be fine after resting for a while.
Before the final battle, he first put Ron into the Blue Dragonfly cockpit for protection.
Wendell was then assigned to the co-pilot position in the yellow Sand Guard.
The yellow Sand Guardian's cockpit is very spacious, and the passenger seat is practically a queen's seat, especially suitable for a carefree and peaceful sleep.
Roya turned his head and looked at her, then said gently, "Ishtar, I know you can hear me."
Wendell has done his best. It's your turn to protect me. You'll definitely protect me better than Wendell, won't you?
After all, Wendell is just my partner.
And you, you are my partner.
Ishtar ignored him.
In the mist-shrouded ocean of divine souls, she gazed at the remnant soul of Wendell, who was in a deep slumber, and murmured to herself: "Wendell is a saintess after all. Her original divine soul is stronger than mine. Even if it is a remnant soul, its level and strength are far beyond what Roya's divine soul can compare to. Even Wendell could not withstand the divine aura, yet Roya is unharmed and even comes to tease me."
Could it be that he really is different?
The crows dispersed.
The Heavenly Gate opens.
The Wide Area Silence Strike spiraled rapidly and descended from the sky.
The island breeze, carrying the cries of seagulls, a faint smell of blood and shellfish, blew across the deck and hit us in the face.
The Wide Area Silence satellite hovered silently high in the sky, without making any rash moves.
Roya looked up and saw that the Heavenly Gate was once again sealed off by the storm and the flock of crows.
He looked down ahead, slowly releasing his mechanical consciousness and faint aura of blood.
Without phlogiston solar illumination, only light refracted from outside the storm clouds came in, making it not much brighter than a full moon night.
It gives people a mysterious feeling that is neither day nor night, like a dream.
A desert island slowly revolves around the axis of the tornado tunnel.
The Holy Mountain Sky Island is ten times the size of the other side of the tornado tunnel!
In the layered desert, there is little vegetation, but there are various small, invasive species such as ground snakes, two-tailed scorpions, and sand frogs, which are not afraid of airships.
The Wide-Area Silent flew to the airspace above the desert island and slowly advanced at an altitude of one thousand meters.
Luo Ya could vaguely see some giant scallops frantically burrowing into the sand, with even tentacles smoothing out the traces left by their rapid burial.
The speedboats we saw earlier have also disappeared.
Luo Ya speculated that there must be an underground fortress beneath the desert.
No buildings or signs of human habitation can be seen on the surface of the desert.
But there were signs of a dead body.
What turns the desert white is the ashes of humankind!
Moreover, most of them are the ashes of ordinary people.
Roya had heard that a hundred years ago, Arden's Extraordinary Factory was a famous cemetery on the Merlin shipping route. It was later bought by retired military officer Arden and first converted into a shellfish farm. Only in the last twenty years has it become an awakening training center.
When Koroya saw the ashes, they were fresh.
Besides the ubiquitous quicksand and ashes, the desert air is also filled with a dark red, extremely tiny herb called "wind grass," which stretches endlessly and dances in the wind.
The main body consists of only a thin, round blade of grass, surrounded by wind-sensing tendrils, resembling a two-dimensional, flattened mica.
According to the "Illustrated Compendium of Cloud Sea Burning Spirits", the flat seed in the center of the leaves of the Wind Grass is a top-grade spice.
The sea buckthorn kingdom is incredibly wealthy thanks to its fragrant herbs.
Wait, the Seabuckthorn Kingdom—
Only then did Roya remember!
"It seems that this Willy Tali is the prince of the Seabuckthorn Kingdom. Perhaps—he came here not only to search for the dragon, but also for another purpose."
As he spoke, he reached out and grabbed a sprig of fragrant grass.
I tore open the grass leaves and casually crushed the purplish-black seeds.
With a snap!
Black blood spurted out with a hissing sound.
"Unlike the fragrant herbs in the Illustrated Guide, the blood-sucking spice only has a fishy smell left. Perhaps it can be used to feed dragons."
Following the blood energy he had previously infused, Roya's mind quickly tracked down the Spinosaurus, which was hovering at low altitude.
The driver's cab is spacious.
Prince Tali was as excited as an 800-pound child when he received the herb test report.
"Windwort, this is a modified windwort—I knew it, I always knew, Uncle Will must still be alive!"
Delnov adjusted his glasses, inwardly complaining:
This is not an improvement; it's clearly a corrupted version of Wind Grass. It can't be used as a spice; it can only be used as fodder for burning spirits.
Prince Tali suddenly frowned, his face almost bulging like a drum: "Dernov, what's wrong? Aren't you happy?"
"I'm wondering, if Prince Will were still alive and were here, given our current alliance with the Four Sky Hunters, would he be a friend or an enemy?"
"this----"
"According to my observation, Mr. Roya is a rare mechanical genius, and Wendell, who is beside him, has an outstanding temperament and is no ordinary person. Even if we can't win them over, we shouldn't offend either of them. If the two of them compete, we should observe first."
"You're right, but I would never be an enemy of Uncle Will!"
In front.
air.
A black shellfish falcon with a wingspan of over three meters suddenly folded its wings and swooped down, plunging headfirst into the sand dunes.
But it could never take flight again.
Dust and sand flew everywhere, wings flapped, and claws clashed.
As the Spinosaurus flew closer, it discovered that the sharp beak of the scallop falcon was being clamped between the shells of a giant scallop.
"I've heard there's an old saying in the East: 'When the snipe and the clam fight, the fisherman benefits.' It seems that even if we can't be hunters, we're more than capable of being fishermen."
Prince Tali, with his large belly, waved his hand and ordered the gunners to prepare the harpoon cannons.
"locking!"
"emission!"
"It hit the mark! Your Highness is wise!"
The bursting spiderweb fishing net tightly bound the two burning beasts.
At the same time, it secretes neurotoxins, causing the beast to become more paralyzed the more it struggles, until it completely loses its ability to resist.
"Quickly, pull it up."
Prince Tali excitedly arrived at the hunting cabin, eager to see the dragon crystals nurtured in the extraordinary factory with his own eyes.
The two fiery beasts in the fishing net are a first-tier white-bearded scallop and a first-tier shell-eating falcon.
"Open the shell!"
The two men immediately untied the net, used armored steam knives to pry open the shells, and pulled out the sharp beak of the shell-eating falcon.
The scallop slowly opened, revealing a slimy, translucent soft substance inside.
Within the white membrane at the center of the soft tissue was a red tumor the size of a helium child.
Look closely, it's more than just the size of a helium doll —
It still looks like a helium child!
It has a head, feet, and hands, and its whole body is curled up, like a baby growing in the placenta.
However, its size is that of a seven or eight-year-old helium child.
The person is still alive, but their breathing is almost stopped, their heartbeat is extremely slow, and their blood energy level can still exceed eighty.
In an instant, everyone was stunned into silence.
"An extraordinary factory—using helium-rich children to cultivate dragon crystals!"
Even Luo Ya, who was far away on the Wide-Range Silent Ship, saw this scene through the blood aura, and his blood pressure instantly soared, almost making him vomit.
He ate twenty-one dragon crystals!
Although Roya had some suspicions before, seeing this scene with his own eyes would cause even the calmest rationality to collapse.
He overestimated the limits of human potential.
Whether in past lives or this life.
Fortunately, Ron's sister has only been in there for a little over a month. Even if she's inside the shell, she should still be breathing. Unless her degeneration is too severe, she should still be able to be saved.
Roya finally understood that Emil's imprisoned body was used to continuously split the soft body and extract dragon blood to nurture the artificial dragon crystal in the shell.
It is precisely because of the fusion of dragon blood and human blood that the medicinal effects of taking dragon crystal are so widely recognized.
Without realizing it, Roya had already clenched his fist.
The blood oozing from his fist was not only his, but also that of twenty-one other lives.
"So, you can lose your composure too."
Wendell, who had woken up at some unknown time, spoke softly.
To be precise, it is Ishtar.
Her tone was haughty and aloof, her temperament was beautiful and dangerous, yet she exuded a subtle and alluring charm.
His golden pupils, tinged with eyeshadow, were fixed on Roya.
Roya's thoughts remained inside the Spinosaurus's hunting compartment.
"They used Emile's flesh and blood to put genius helium children into seashells to cultivate dragon crystals."
Ishtar nodded slightly, her expression deliberately serious.
"So, you ate twenty—very good, you already have the potential to become a demon, Roya. Hunters can't save humanity, so why don't we destroy the world together and rebuild a world where no one eats people!"
Luo Ya then withdrew his thoughts and gave her a cold look.
"Since demons are formed from the loss of control and corruption of extraordinary individuals, you might as well get rid of your cannibalistic habit first."
Ishtar curled her lip: "I only eat those who deserve to die—besides, strictly speaking, demons are no longer human, especially since I was born a demon. It's as natural for me to eat people as it is for humans to eat intelligent spirits."
Luo Ya's gaze was calm, yet a storm was brewing beneath the surface.
"I am not a savior, nor will I destroy the world. The only thing I want to destroy is this factory!"
at the same time.
Inside the hunting compartment of the Spinosaurus.
Facing the dazed Prince Tali, Delnov said solemnly, "Your Highness, if it is proven that Prince Will was involved, we must sever ties with him. If conditions permit, we should even destroy the evidence here. We must not allow this matter to affect our country's reputation."
"this----"
Prince Tali's mind went blank.
He had always thought he had never colluded with those old men, but it turned out that the dozens of dragon crystals he had consumed were actually—
Delnov shifted his gaze from the fleshy ball inside the scallop and suddenly stared thoughtfully at the clams-eating falcon beside him.
"With so many beast tamers in the factory, how could such a flaming beast, threatening the survival of scallops, appear in the sky?"
In order to capture intact and healthy Burning Spirits, the neurotoxins in the harpoon net are only meant to temporarily render the Burning Beasts defenseless; they are not fatal and will degrade in ten minutes.
As the neurotoxin slowly degraded, the shellfish falcon's stomach suddenly contracted!
Delnov suddenly thought of something.
"Oh no, danger!"
Unfortunately, it was too late.
boom!
The poison sac smoke bomb inside the clam-eating falcon's stomach exploded instantly.
In an instant!
Inside the hunting cabin, blood and flesh were scattered everywhere, and poisonous mist filled the air.
"Shut up!"
Delnov immediately covered Prince Tali's mouth and nose.
"This is blood-condensed smoke; it condenses blood vapor and steam!"
The ordinary people and first-order superhumans present all fainted one after another.
Only by holding his breath in time could Delnov remain rational.
Even so, his vital energy was severely limited, making it difficult for him to unleash extraordinary power.
"Damn it, the fumes are too thick! Quickly shut down the steam boiler and get to the driver's cab to manually ventilate!"
Unfortunately, apart from him, there was almost no one else on site.
Blood-coagulated smoke is not immediately fatal, but it quickly paralyzes the crew of steam boilers, steam valves, and airships.
In the blink of an eye, the blood-red smoke rapidly spread through the ventilation ducts to the exhaust pipes, steam boilers, and other compartments.
Delnov had no choice but to carry the 800-pound Prince Tali straight to the driver's cab, where smoke was seeping in.
Manually shut down the steam boiler and the entire ship's steam shield, and quickly remove smoke using a hand-cranked smoke exhaust fan.
at the same time!
A winding, white sandy river sped in from the horizon, rushing toward the nearly paralyzed Spinosaurus.
Look closely, and you'll see that it's not quicksand, but a horde of gnathos locusts!
The toothed sand locust is only the size of a thumb. It feeds on blood vapor or incompletely burned steam, and likes to gnaw on the wounds of humans or wild animals. It also burrows into steam boilers and exhaust pipes.
Swarms of locusts often number in the hundreds of millions and can quickly breach disabled airships, devouring injured or unconscious humans.
Delnov stared blankly at the swarm of sand locusts through the driver's side window, his eyes glazed over.
From the struggle between the snipe and the clam, to the blood congealing and the explosion, to the locust swarm devouring the paralyzed airship.
It was not difficult for a beastmaster; he had plenty of energy to deal with the Wide-Range Silence.
"Damn it, we've met a master!"
Prince Tali stared blankly, muttering to himself, "It's alright, Uncle Will will save me, just like he always did when I was a kid."
at the same time.
On the deck of the Wide Area Silence.
"younger sister!"
Ron shouted.
I woke up abruptly from the Blue Dragonfly cockpit.
He looked around and rubbed his eyes.
"Thank goodness it was just a dream."
Luo Ya asked him through the mechanical voice transmitter that was infused with blood and qi.
"What did you dream about?"
"I dreamt that my sister was calling for help from me again—"
"This isn't a dream. I heard it too. Take good care of the blue dragonfly and the airship. I'm going to rescue your sister."
The Yellow Sand Guardian extracted the main thread of the 1,000-meter-long iron worm corpse from the Blue Dragonfly's storage compartment and put the 100-meter-long branch thread back.
Then, he pointed to the desert below.
The blue dragonfly looked down.
It was a white scallop peeking out from the crack in its mouth, trying to breathe some fresh air.
From within the scallop's mouth, a girl's murmur could be faintly heard: "Brother, it's so dark, I'm scared—"
Ron sneered and mimicked Roya's calm tone, saying, "Ha, why would my sister stay in a seashell? I won't fall for such an obvious trap."
"I can."
The yellow sand guard stood up and leaped off the deck.
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