Chapter 83 Old Friend

The Bloodborn thought about it, then tilted his head and said, "I see... Are you and the Ripper's sister the same type of Sky Drive?"

Hearing this, Ji Minghuan couldn't help but raise his eyebrows. He was just wondering if his nonsense would be exposed. He didn't expect that there really existed a kind of Heavenly Driver in the world who could become stronger by killing people?

No wonder the Ripper was as skilled at killing and dismembering people as drinking water. After all, she had to kill people to improve her SkyDriver rank. He thought as he spoke:

"perhaps?"

"Then you are quite lucky," Bloodline said, "This kind of Sky Exorcist usually has a very high upper limit. For example, the Ripper's sister is only a second-level exorcist, but she is so powerful."

"So... they left it to me to handle?"

Ji Minghuan glanced at the nine men hanging on the top plate of the amusement facility.

"Of course." The Blood Descendant's mouth curled up, "Since you want them, I'll give you these toys. I'm tired of playing with them anyway."

As he spoke, the blood-red threads hanging the nine bodyguards on the ceiling of the facility suddenly broke. Their bodies were wrapped in blood and suspended in mid-air as if trapped in a blood cocoon, moving towards Ji Minghuan.

The next moment, the blood light surrounding them disappeared, and their bodies fell to the ground with a "patter", like pieces of rotten meat being thrown on the conveyor belt of a meat processing plant.

"Please use it, newbie." The Blood Descendant grabbed the railing of the carousel, propped his chin with one hand, and smiled teasingly: "You are so cute, just like a kitten acting coquettishly and asking for food from me."

"Do you need a reason to kill someone?" Ji Minghuan asked, "I'm curious if there are any corresponding group rules?"

"Kill when you're happy...why do you need a reason?"

As the blood descendant spoke, he turned his head and stared at Ji Minghuan with his extremely aggressive red eyes, and asked word by word: "Are you scared?"

"I just want to say, that's good."

Ji Minghuan said this, looking expressionlessly at the nine men in suits who had fallen to the ground. Their faces were twisted in pain, and their eyes were filled with fear.

In an instant, he summoned the Sky Drive in his body, and a black and white halo of light surged out from his skin, forming a Möbius strip-shaped ring around Xia Pingzhou.

The shadows of the chess pieces on the ring road were clearly visible, rotating around him.

He stretched out his fingers and picked up the three soldier chess pieces in the black and white circle. Then the chess pieces shattered and three black iron soldiers came in response - after learning the "Shield Grid" skill, each soldier had a huge square shield on his left hand.

Their footsteps became louder, carrying the weight of their shields.

The Black Iron soldiers approached the nine men on the ground step by step like executioners on the scaffold. With their swords raised and falling, the sharp blades pierced through the already falling apart bodies one after another, as easily as stabbing into tofu.

The blood descendant, with great evil humor, untied the blood threads that sewed their bodies at this moment. Thousands of blood clots fluttered in the air above the amusement park like a snowstorm. For a moment, the dripping blood dyed the three soldiers red, and with a snap, it splashed onto half of Ji Minghuan's face.

Her posture remained straight, and her luxurious scarlet dress fluttered in the wind like the sky at dusk.

Immediately afterwards, a system prompt box popped up in Ji Minghuan's pupils.

[It was detected that the player killed 9 "C-level and above mutants". The task progress of the second unit's exclusive training system "Wild Hunt Winter" has been updated - the number of kills: 3 → 12. 】

[Completed the second stage of training mission: Kill "12/10" superhumans or demons. ]

[1 attribute point has been obtained as a reward. ]

[The third stage of training mission is: Kill 18 superhumans or demons above level C (current cumulative kill count: 12)]

Ji Minghuan had no expression on his face. He didn't know how many more people he would kill, how many good people and how many bad people would be killed, but as long as he stayed in the White Crow Brigade, killing was something he couldn't avoid. To them, it was no different from eating, drinking, defecating, and urinating...

And when the day comes when the underground auction begins, this city is bound to be plunged into a bloody storm.

The tip of the blood descendant's beautiful nose twitched slightly, as if she was enjoying the smell of blood in the air. After a moment, she asked:

"Let me confirm in advance. You didn't snatch the toy from my hand with the childish idea of ​​'killing them sooner will free them sooner', right?"

"You are really unreasonable." Ji Minghuan said.

He lowered his eyes and calmly raised the back of his hand to wipe the blood off his cheek.

At this moment, a heavy rain of blood was flying backwards towards the clear sky of Tokyo. He slowly raised his eyes, with a trace of blood still on his face, and looked directly into the blood descendant's eyes without fear.

He said: "Your tone is like a little girl blaming me: 'I gave you my toys, but you didn't take good care of them.'"

The blood descendant was stunned at first, then burst into laughter.

She patted the carousel horse's head and said with emotion: "You, the newcomer... are more fun than I thought. This is the first time I've been treated as a little girl. Um... guess how old I am?"

"nineteen?"

"You can add another zero to the end," the Bloodborn said jokingly, "and then subtract half of it and it will be about the same."

It turned out to be an old woman... Ji Minghuan rolled his eyes in his heart.

"You look like this when you're a hundred years old. Are you a vampire disguised as a person with super powers?" He spoke with doubt.

"Who knows?" The Blood Descendant raised his lips noncommittally and blinked at him, "I always feel... you give me a familiar feeling."

"Where is the familiarity?"

The blood descendant lowered her eyes and said after a long silence: "Decades ago, when I was still a little girl, I met someone." She raised her hand and lifted her chin, "That person gave me a feeling that was very similar to you. How should I describe it..."

She thought for a moment: "I am clearly right beside you, but I seem to be very far away from you. There is always something else in my eyes... Should I call it a sense of alienation? But no."

"What's his name?" Ji Minghuan asked curiously.

"He forgot his name, but he said he seemed to be looking for someone, but couldn't find him, so he traveled around the world alone." The Blood Descendant shook his head. "It was during the World War, and he saved me on the battlefield."

"Who is he looking for?"

"He said yes, a girl with white hair."

Ji Minghuan was slightly stunned, staring at her motionlessly, and slowly squeezed out a few words from his mouth:

"Girl with white hair?"

The blood descendant did not speak. She moved her eyes away and stared at the distant sky in a daze.

"What do you call him?" Ji Minghuan asked.

"1001." The Bloodborn said, "He called himself by a string of numbers and said that's all he remembered."

"1001?"

Ji Minghuan murmured the number, his heart moving slightly.

At this moment he suddenly recalled: his code name in the "Savior Society" was a restricted-level psychic - "1002"; and his mentor mentioned to him that "1001" was the previous restricted-level number, and... that psychic had died in the last century.

Could it be that... the supernatural being that Bloodline encountered a hundred years ago was actually the previous restricted level? Thinking of this, Ji Minghuan looked up at Bloodline and asked again:

"Can you tell me what he looks like?"

"Well... he looked young at that time, an Asian with black hair and black eyes, and a cute face." Bloody said nonchalantly, "But he is very strong... He is the strangest mutant I have ever seen, the kind that can never be killed. He took a lot of bullets for me on the battlefield, but he was able to stand up every time."

She was silent for a while, her eyes still looking at the clear blue sky. "I am an orphan without a name. He gave me a name. This name is a secret between him and me, and it is also the only bond between us."

"So for many years after that, I told others that I didn't need a name, and you can call me by a code name, and then the name 'Bloodline' came into being."

After a pause, she raised the corners of her mouth, as if mocking herself: "In this way... every time I can't help but think about who I am and what my name is because I have lived for too long, I will think of him. So after a hundred years, my memory of him is still very clear, as if it was yesterday."

Having said this, the blood descendant slowly turned around and looked at Ji Minghuan with red eyes.

"Let's stop here. Because you look a bit like him, I made you hear some inexplicable words... It's a pity that you look nothing like him."

As she spoke, Xia Pingzhou's face was reflected in her pupils. After a moment, she slowly withdrew her gaze and lowered her eyes to look at the wooden horse beneath her.

Ji Minghuan thought for a moment and said, "A hundred years have passed, and you are still looking for him?"

"Yes." The Bloodborn nodded, "I know that ordinary people don't live as long as I do, but I'm still looking for him. This is also the reason why I joined the Brigade."

Ji Minghuan was silent for a while, then said expressionlessly:

"What a long-lasting love... I hope you can find him."

(End of this chapter)