Chapter 665: Demonization
The base of a dragon's tail is covered with dense neurons, which are hundreds of times more sensitive than other points.
This was the first time Xia Feng had suffered such humiliation. The strong stimulation made him subconsciously resist fiercely, struggling like a cat in distress.
This is a unique conditioned reflex of the dragon body. After a moment of stiffness, the activation of neurons caused his whole body to riot abnormally, and his dark pupils were faintly dyed with a scarlet red, full of murderous intent.
There are traces of pale lines spreading around the corners of the eyes, revealing an ancient and mysterious aura of divinity.
Mu Qingtong's golden pupils shrank slightly. She looked at Mr. Xia's changes with some surprise. A sense of fear actually emerged in her heart, and her whole body was cold.
That was the suppression from the bloodline of the Pale Dragon God!
The bloodline is resisting unyieldingly!
Her golden eyes shone with a slight chill as she controlled her clone's hand, gripping Mr. Xia's dragon tail even tighter.
"Roar!" Xia Feng subconsciously opened his throat and tilted his neck to make an angry sound that was not human. The pale light floating in the corners of his eyes became more and more ferocious.
This is an autonomous resistance from the bloodline status.
As a 'heir of the gods' with the blood of the pale dragon god, he felt it was blasphemy to have his dragon tail touched by a race of lower-rank blood.
My whole body is resisting! My blood is filled with disgust and rejection of the silver-haired witch!
The right hand that broke free grabbed the neck of the silver-haired witch in front of him.
"Buzz!" A pale divine energy wave instantly spread out, forming wave after wave of violent airflow. The ancient white line at the corner of Xia Feng's eyes began to meander downward, and his black hair stood up in the golden light.
Xia Feng found that his physical fitness was stronger than ever before, and his whole body was filled with explosive power.
Behind him, the approximately fifteen-centimeter-long, not-yet-fully-formed abyssal black dragon tail swayed rapidly from side to side. The rough dragon scale patterns covering the tail were strange and ancient, faintly revealing a mysterious black light.
This seems to be dragon transformation?
But it didn't seem right. His pale bloodline required him to consume a large amount of dragon cultivation fruit in order to have the ability to transform into a dragon that only dragon descendants could have.
The current situation is more like an extremely incomplete version of the dragon transformation. Apart from making him stronger and more powerful, it has no other effect.
"bluff."
With a light and cold voice, the silver-haired witch easily pried open his right hand that was pinching his neck and pushed him onto the sofa behind him.
The witch's clone grabbed the wrist of his left hand, pulled it up, and snapped it behind.
His waist and abdomen, which were flashing with patterns, were forced to stand up high, and his gradually narrowing black pupils flashed with scarlet anger.
Mu Qingtong raised her beautiful eyes slightly and met his angry eyes. At the same time, she stretched out her shiny fingertips and pressed down on Mr. Xia's vital point of anger.
I have to say, Mr. Xia's contrasting appearance at this moment is really interesting.
Although he was clearly angry and struggling, his body honestly exposed all his dirty thoughts.
Human desires, which also represent the evil of human nature, are often the easiest to control.
"Struggle, annoyance, anger, humiliation, and disgust." The silver-haired witch narrowed her beautiful eyes condescendingly and said coldly, "Mr. Xia, I can feel that your body seems to reject and hate me?"
Xia Feng knew in his heart that it was the Dragon God bloodline that was rejecting Miss Mu, but at this moment he was too lazy to explain. He just said coldly, "Miss Mu, I did as you said. It's time for you to talk about the Destiny Stone."
Faced with Mr. Xia's disdain again, Mu Qingtong could no longer suppress the obscure cold fire in her eyes.
She put her arms around Xia Feng's waist and lifted him up a little distance.
Xia Feng's black pupils suddenly widened a little, and the dragon's tail froze.
The graceful curves of the silver-haired woman behind him slowly pressed against his back.
"Relax." The cool and gentle comforting voice of the clone rang in his ears, but Xia Feng's eyes twitched slightly, making him even more nervous.
Cool and soft fingertips slid across the dragon's scales, causing his throat to become blocked and his face to feel uncontrollably hot. An ambiguous growl also sounded in his throat.
"Do you remember what I said, Mr. Xia? Fear is the root of all things. Only with fear can all things continue to evolve over billions of years."
A faint voice whispered in my ears, "And the fourth rule of power of the Destiny Stone is fear—[Destiny·Fear]."
The silver-haired clone leaned back on the sofa, his long legs slightly spread out, his cold little face calm.
Jin Tong and the original body in front of her looked at each other calmly. With the help of the original body slowly leaning forward and pushing, the ears of both her and the original body turned slightly red.
The ethereal voice continued, "Under the influence of fear, all non-living things will have the same opportunity to evolve as humans, developing intelligence and evolving to survive. Driven by their instinctive fear of death, they will rapidly grow stronger simply to survive!"
Listening to the clone's narration, Xia Feng roughly understood. Simply put, this fourth rule of power can "enlighten all things"!
No wonder when fighting with it just now, the clothes on his body, the air around him, and the breathless bone dragon all seemed to come alive and possess powerful superpowers for Mu Qingtong to use.
If that's the case, this ability is a bit too incredible!
"Unfortunately, the current rules of fear are not perfect, and it is impossible to truly keep these non-living things alive, let alone allow them to grow and evolve rapidly and build an army."
Beside my ear, the silver-haired witch sighed softly.
Army? Xia Feng seemed to have thought of something, his scalp tingling, and he asked hoarsely, "What do you call this enlightenment ability?"
"Demonization."
".!" Xia Feng's breathing stagnated. Just as he was about to ask something, his waist and abdomen, which had been falling back, suddenly arched up again. The extreme humiliation and anger could no longer be suppressed and rushed straight to his forehead.
"Miss Mu—wait a moment!"
"What are you waiting for?" Mu Qingtong and her clone held each other's white and slender shoulders, attacked from the front and back, put their arms around Mr. Xia and whispered in his ear, asking in unison.
Xia Feng opened his mouth, his black pupils suddenly shrank into stars of fear. He felt suffocated and crazy, and his rational nerves seemed to have turned into demons in a colorful nightclub, dancing and twitching wildly.
The strings of his thoughts were broken, and Xia Feng's mind fell into a haze. The silver-haired witch above him leaned over. Although her expression was cold and calm, she looked like an evil demon in his eyes, which was terrifying.
"Hmm~" His hands were handcuffed behind his back, and he tried to shake his head to avoid it, but he still couldn't avoid the silver-haired witch's red lips. His earlobe was also pressed against the witch's nose behind him, and Xia Feng still couldn't hear the commanding cold voice he murmured.
He felt like a small boat in dangerous waters, rising and falling uncontrollably with the heavy rain and raging waves.
Above is the doomsday rainstorm, below is the abyss of the sea.
The lips and throats crying for help were silenced by the heavy rain, and the hands used for paddling were handcuffed and raised high to the sky.
Amidst the suffocation and confusion, I can only wait quietly in fear for the distant day when the sky clears.
Time flows slowly.
A cold, tinkling sound rang faintly in my ears, like the ethereal sound of an immortal from the horizon, or the soft, charming voice from hell. "Heh~~ Mr. Xia, do you feel fear~?"
“!”
The consciousness that has fallen into darkness suddenly awakens!
"Mu Qingtong! Just wait for me!!" Xia Feng's eyes were crimson as he met the shallowly curved golden eyes. He uttered an indistinct oath from his throat, "Don't let me find you! Then [——] your chance!!"
At the same time, he sensed that the amount of mental power was finally enough to use the synchronous pendant!
(End of this chapter)
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