Chapter 490 The End of Outsourcing
Before the attacker even showed up, Ye Xishui had already used her best weapon, which showed that she was ready to fight to the death. After all, the person she was facing now was most likely an Extreme Douluo with ultimate attributes.
"Senior Ye, how can a mother abandon her child and run away?"
Deep in the dark demon forest, the trees were tall and twisted, with dense branches and leaves that almost completely blocked out the sunlight, leaving only a few faint rays of light shining through the gaps onto the ground. The air was filled with the damp and cold smell of soil, mixed with the smell of rotten leaves and moss, and the surroundings were disturbingly quiet, with only the whisper of the wind passing through the treetops and the faint roar of animals in the distance.
The young man stood on a narrow forest path, his figure particularly conspicuous in the dimness. His hair was like mist under the cold moon, with a cold gray-blue tone, fluttering slightly in the wind, his eyes were deep and smart, with a bit of teasing and excitement. He stood with his sword, the rune sword emitting a faint blue light was like a cold flame in the dimness, the tip of the sword gently inserted into the soft soil, the sword body tilted forward slightly, the runes on it pulsed with a faint light, emitting a piercing chill, as if even the surrounding air was frozen. The young man folded his hands on the top of the hilt, his shoulders slightly relaxed, and the whole person exuded a calm and majestic momentum.
The girl next to him held a golden dragon spear in her hand, her long black hair falling down like a waterfall. A strand of golden hair fell naturally in front of her forehead, which was particularly conspicuous in the darkness. Her golden eyes were slightly narrowed, as if she was looking at her prey.
The young boys and girls stood side by side, forming an indestructible line of defense.
“Do you think I want to give birth to Zhongli Wu? Back then, when old Zhongli knew he would not live long, he forced me to give him a son. Only in this way could he safely pass the position of the leader of the Holy Spirit Church to me and help me become an Ultimate Douluo. At that time, I had completely stood on the opposite side of Shrek Academy. I am the Saint of the Holy Spirit Church, and this identity makes it impossible for me to truly be with the person I love.” Ye Xishui sneered. She was not saying this to Huo Yuhao, but to someone hidden in the darkness. It seemed like she was making an excuse, but it was more like she was venting some emotion.
As soon as she finished speaking, a bloody light flashed in her eyes. In an instant, her long hair turned completely blood red. The Blood Soul Demon Puppet behind her suddenly rushed into her body and merged with her.
Suddenly, her body swelled to twice its size, and the crystal clear blood color made her look like she was made of ruby. The terrifying blood energy surged, boiling and blooming outwards like waves.
"Boundless sea of blood!" Ye Xishui screamed.
The surrounding trees melted the moment they touched the sea of blood, but the sea of blood spread towards Huo Yuhao and Fu Rui like an overwhelming force.
At the same time, a semicircular metal cover appeared in front of her. The diameter of the metal cover was about ten meters. It was iron gray all over and did not look conspicuous.
But the moment they saw it, Huo Yuhao and Fu Rui clearly felt their souls tremble, and the eyes of destiny on their foreheads opened at the same time, and thousands of stars seemed to flash in their deep vertical pupils, endless. The aura of the two people rose geometrically, especially the brilliant golden light bursting out from their bodies, and there was even a faint dragon roar.
Inside the semicircular shell, a dark red cone-shaped soul guide emerged from inside, with a faint dark red light flowing on it. The moment it appeared, terrifying soul power fluctuations spread around it, and when Huo Yuhao's mental power covered it, a strong tingling sensation instantly appeared in the depths of his soul.
The wailing cries of countless vengeful spirits echoed throughout the place. At the same time, streaks of blood shot up into the sky, transforming into strange patterns that burst out in the air.
"Long Xiaoyao, if you don't come out, I will take the lives of these two young men!" Ye Xishui didn't want to let the two young men go, but her innate soul guide, the Tower of Death, was not prepared for them, but to deal with Long Xiaoyao who might attack secretly at any time.
A blood-colored energy ball suddenly condensed at the top of the Death God Tower. The terrifying pressure caused the ground to crack. Huo Yuhao's original posture of leaning on the sword suddenly changed. He suddenly raised the sword, held the hilt tightly with both hands, tilted his body slightly, and swung the sword with a smooth and powerful movement. The blade of Frostmourne cut through the air, and the runes suddenly lit up. A ray of ice-blue light shot out from the edge of the sword, carrying a biting chill and an indomitable momentum, and rushed towards the top of the Death God Tower.
Wherever the blade of light passed, the air seemed to be frozen, and the leaves along the way instantly condensed into fine frost, even leaving a shallow ice mark on the ground. The speed of the blade of light was incredibly fast, making a low whistling sound, tearing a dazzling blue light in the dark forest, illuminating the twisted shadows of the surrounding trees.
Fu Rui held the Golden Dragon Spear in her hand with the spear slightly tilted. She did not make a move, but just silently watched the moment Huo Yuhao swung the sword, as if she was sure that he could handle everything.
Just as the blood-colored energy was about to hit, a sharp noise suddenly came from inside the Death God Tower, and then a tiny but fatal crack spread from the tower base. Ye Xishui's pupils shrank sharply, and when he looked down, he saw that at the core of the tower, a soul guide core part made by the father of the Sun Moon Empire's soul guide was emitting wisps of black smoke.
“How is this possible?!” She was shocked and angry, but before she could react, the energy circuit inside the Death God Tower went completely out of control due to a component failure. The originally condensed blood-colored energy ball expanded uncontrollably, and then with a loud bang, the entire Death God Tower exploded! Dazzling flames mixed with countless fragments flew everywhere, and the shock wave razed the surrounding woods to the ground. Even Huo Yuhao and Fu Rui were knocked back hundreds of meters before they managed to stabilize their bodies in a panic.
Ye Xishui stared at the fragments of the Death Tower scattered on the ground with gritted teeth, and the figure of Kong Deming appeared in her mind. That bastard actually planted a fatal hidden danger in her life-long soul guide.
"Kong Deming...how dare you plot against me!" Ye Xishui's voice was low and full of murderous intent, but before she finished her words, a strange sound of wind came from behind her. Her heart suddenly tightened, but it was too late to turn around.
"Puff!" With a light sound, a slender hand suddenly pierced through her chest without any warning. Ye Xishui looked down and saw that her heart was tightly held by that hand. Blood dripped down her white wrist, forming a shocking contrast with the paleness of the palm. The severe pain and shock made her body stiff. She turned her head with difficulty, and what she saw was that familiar and cold face.
"If I were you, I would not let others make my own soul guide. Even if it's just a gear, even a half-baked Wang Dong understands the principle. Why can't you understand it?" Hei Yuan slowly pulled out his hand, holding the still beating heart in his hand.
"Saint... why did you..." Ye Xishui staggered forward and fell, her blood staining the ground red. Her breath quickly weakened, but her scarlet eyes were still staring at Hei Yuan.
"We have known each other for more than two hundred years. I have always wanted to tell you something from my heart, but unfortunately Long Xiaoyao wouldn't let me." The Black Kite Saint reflected in Ye Xishui's pupils changed her appearance. Her bright and warm golden hair fluttered slightly in the night breeze. Her face gradually became clear, and her deep purple eyes reflected in Ye Xishui's gradually blurred vision - her pupils gradually changed from dark purple to light purple, faintly revealing a light blue or gray luster. Her slender pupils were like a pair of sharp blades, with an exotic and sharp feeling, which made people feel palpitating and difficult to look away.
"Miss me, friend?"