Chapter 127 Let's End It All
Yeluvis raised his hand and formed a palm, a ball of pure black energy condensed in his palm.
The energy rotated, emitting an aura that made the heaven and earth tremble.
He pushed forward casually, and the energy ball turned into a black torrent, instantly engulfing the black fog.
The black fog screamed miserably, struggling, condensing, and disintegrating in the torrent. The purple-gold electric light was peeled off and crushed bit by bit.
It tried to flee backwards, but was locked in place by the current.
With each inch of retreat, the black mist became thinner, until it was finally compressed into a fist-sized ball of ink.
Trembling under Yeluvis's gaze.
"Useless guy"
Yeluvis approached step by step, and the black torrent moved forward with his footsteps, forcing the ink ball into a dead corner of the rock wall.
He looked down at the trembling black mist, his eyes were calm and composed, only showing absolute control.
"This is your last chance. Either you drill back into the seal yourself, or—"
He raised his hand, and the energy in his palm began to stir.
"I will grind you to dust with my own hands."
The ink ball was shaking violently, apparently making its last struggle.
The surrounding air was distorted by this terrifying pressure.
Xiao Qihao, who was far away, was holding Shen Qingze and felt that it was difficult to breathe, as if he would be torn apart by this force in the next second.
He watched Yeluvis suppress the black fog like crushing an ant, and finally understood what the true power of God was.
That is an absolute authority that even heaven and earth must bow to.
The ghost slave that was compressed into a ball of ink suddenly trembled violently, and the black mist on the surface rippled strangely.
Yeluvis was about to raise his hand to seal it completely, but he saw a small ball suddenly bulge on the top of the ink ball.
It was as if an eye had grown out of nowhere, and it turned half a circle, its peripheral vision quickly sweeping over Renly in the corner -
The boy was leaning against the rock wall and retching, his face as pale as paper.
He obviously hadn't recovered from Yeluvis's pressure yet, and the veins in his neck were throbbing due to his rapid breathing.
"The main body calms down."
The ink ball suddenly emitted a flattering hum, and the purple-gold electric light curled up into a thin line obediently.
"In fact, I wanted to come back a long time ago, but I was confused by the turbid air of this mortal world."
It paused for a moment.
Seeing that Yeluvis's eyebrows moved slightly, he immediately added a more tempting bait.
"Besides... I have seen some interesting things in this mortal world."
"For example, your lover even dared to cut the blood contract on his wrist in order to call you out."
The dark blue flame in Yeluvis's right eye suddenly shot up, and the black air currents around him instantly stagnated.
In this moment of hesitation, the ink ball suddenly exploded.
It turned into hundreds of hair-like black mists, half of which were still tumbling in place to attract attention.
The other half were like poisoned silver needles, shooting towards Renly along the ground at a speed that was difficult to see with the naked eye!
"No! He's cheating!"
Before Xiao Qihao could finish his exclamation, the front end of the black mist had already stabbed into Renly's back like a red-hot iron.
The body of the well-dressed young man suddenly bent like a shrimp, and the sound of his spine breaking mixed with the blood foam gushing out of his throat.
A mouthful of dark red blood mist sprayed straight onto the rock wall in front of him, splattering into a charming blood flower.
When he lowered his head, he saw a bloody hole the size of a fist in his chest.
The broken ribs were covered with blood and flesh, and inky spikes protruded from the holes.
A pulsating piece of internal organs hung on the tip of the thorn, and purple-gold lightning traveled along the blood vessels.
Wherever it passed, the skin and flesh instantly turned black and festered.
"don't want……"
Renly's eyeballs suddenly bulged, and his irises shrank to the size of a needle tip due to the severe pain.
My fingers clawed at the bloody hole in my chest in vain.
But the moment they touched the black fog, their finger bones and flesh turned into black ash, revealing the white finger bones.
His body was twisted at strange angles.
The left shoulder suddenly snapped off, and the arm with tendons and ligaments fell to the ground with a "thump", while the fingertips were still twitching like a nerve reflex.
The originally beautiful face was stretched open by the black mist from the inside.
The skin on his face was torn like a rag, revealing the squirming muscle fibers underneath.
His lower jaw was stretched to his ears as if dislocated, his upper and lower gums collided with each other making a strange clattering sound, and saliva mixed with blood foam flowed down the broken corners of his mouth.
In just three breaths, the inky mist had penetrated into his internal organs through the blood hole.
Renly's belly bulged up like a blown-up pig's bladder, then suddenly exploded, spilling stinking entrails mixed with black blood all over the ground.
The black mist tore and reorganized his body crazily, and his bones were forcibly stretched and bent, making a grinding sound that made one's teeth ache.
Eventually it solidified into a humanoid figure taller than before.
There was still a half-beating heart of Renly in his chest, pulsating slightly with the Black Mist's breathing.
The scraps of flesh hanging from his neck were tangled with the pieces of Renly's collar and swaying in the wind.
Xiao Qihao clenched his fists tightly, his knuckles turning white.
My stomach was churning and I almost vomited up the food from the previous night.
He subconsciously looked at the unconscious Ye Xiang.
Seeing him still lying there quietly, with his hair on his temples trembling slightly in the wind, I inexplicably felt grateful for having survived a disaster.
If Ye Xiang was devoured like this, I'm afraid not even a whole bone would be left.
"cough……"
Shen Qingze moved in Xiao Qihao's arms, her pale fingers resting on his wrist, her voice as light as a feather.
"Don't panic. What Ye Xiang signed with him was a symbiotic ghost contract, not a parasitic one."
He took a breath and looked at the black mist figure transformed from Renly's remains. A hint of coldness flashed in his eyes.
"The ghost contract stipulates that the host and the ghost slave live and die together. If he hurts Ye Xiang, his soul will also be torn apart."
Xiao Qihao suddenly realized, and Ye Xiang's recent abnormalities flashed through his mind -
The sudden violent outbursts, the strange cruelty that occasionally flashed in his eyes, and the growing desire for the power of the gods,
"So his temperament changed drastically because..."
“Assimilated.”
Shen Qingze's fingertips felt slightly cold.
"The resentment of the ghost slave will seep into the host's bones and blood. Over time, his joy, anger, sorrow and happiness will be tinged with the color of ghosts and gods."
"In the end, perhaps even he himself could not tell which thoughts belonged to Ye Xiang and which belonged to the escaped soul."
He looked in the direction where the black mist figure and Yeluvis were confronting each other, and there was a subtle sense of fatigue in his voice.
"Just like now, the host becomes the container and the spirit becomes the master,"
"It's just a more obedient shell."
The black mist figure suddenly let out an excited roar, and the purple-gold electric light around it was several times stronger than before.
It moved its knuckles, which were reshaped from Renly's bones, with undigested flesh hanging between its fingers, making a crisp, crackling sound.
When he turned to look at Yeluvis, there was a hint of provocation in his eyes.
Yeluvis stood still, but the blue flame in his right eye was burning like a dancing bonfire.
The black air currents around him began to swirl, forming a storm visible to the naked eye.
Obviously, he was completely outraged by this despicable trick.
"It seems that it is time for you to understand that changing the container will not change the fact that you are a lost dog."
Yeluweisi's voice was like an ice pick hitting an iron plate.
Every word was accompanied by a sharp sound that ripped the air.
"Yeluvis....let's put an end to this..."
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