Chapter 302 Death
Under the cover of night, in a warehouse in the suburbs, Kota Shiliu lay powerlessly on the ground, a spear piercing through the middle of his chest, nailing him firmly to the ground.
The blood stopped flowing, and Kota Sixteen's face became as pale as a ghost.
He muttered like a madman: "How could I lose?"
"I am the son of destiny. How can the son of destiny lose?"
"There's no way I can lose."
………
The three extraordinary people who followed Kiriyama Kawasaki to hunt down Kota Sixteen staggered against the wall, looking at Kota Sixteen's madman appearance and sneered:
"We are actually being used as a 'blood bank' by such a person?"
One of them pointed at Kota Jushi with his bandaged hand and said, "Look, he's nailed to the ground now. Doesn't he look like a dead dog?"
"Hahaha………"
The three of them smiled. After all the hardship came happiness. Their brows were filled with the bitterness of the past.
There is always retribution in the world.
Kiriyama Kawasaki was wearing a thin shirt and sitting cross-legged on the bed in the warehouse, slowly recovering from his injuries.
It was not until Jingtian Jinglong was pushed in that he slowly opened his eyes. The calmness in his eyes did not seem like that of a human, but rather like that of a cold machine.
Iida Iiryu just glanced at Kiriyama Kawasaki and then looked away involuntarily.
He felt that Kiriyama Kawasaki was a more terrifying person than Sorata Roku.
After taking a look at the tightly bound Iida Iiryu, Kiriyama Kawasaki stood up and said, "Untie him!"
Jingtian Jinglong was quickly untied. He knew his own usefulness. This man wanted to use him to control those people in Japan who originally belonged to the Jingtian Society.
But he did not resist, because Jingtian Jinglong knew that this was his only chance to survive.
Otherwise he would be nailed to the ground like that "Miyamoto-kun".
Looking at the crazy "Miyamoto-kun", Iida Iiryu couldn't help swallowing.
Kiriyama Kawasaki reached out and picked up a dagger beside the bed and threw it over. The dagger was firmly nailed to the ground, not far from Kota Shijuku's neck.
This made Kota Sixteen shudder.
"Don't kill me! Don't kill me!"
Kota Sixteen prayed humbly, but no one paid attention to his words.
Kiriyama Kawasaki looked at Ida Iiryuu coldly and said, "Now you have a chance to pledge your allegiance."
As he spoke, Kiriyama Kawasaki touched the air and released the seal on Iida Iiryu's Qi body.
Iida Iiryu looked at Kota Sixteen and picked up the dagger. The cold touch of the dagger gave Iida Iiryu a different feeling.
It was a dagger only ten centimeters long.
An ordinary dagger.
But if it were in the hands of any extraordinary person at this time, it might cost Kong Tai Shiliu's life.
There was fear in the eyes of Kota Juku who was nailed to the ground.
"You can't do this. Don't forget who gave you your wealth and glory."
"Don't! Don't forget, you are my blood slave. If I die, you will not be able to live either."
"You can't kill me, or you won't survive."
"Yeah?"
Jingtian Jinglong held the dagger in his hand, looked at his own reflection on the shiny blade, and said, "Didn't anyone tell you? I have read the secret manual you are practicing."
Iida Iiryu moved his gaze from the blade to Kota Roku's face. Kota Roku's expression became extremely ugly at this moment, as if he looked like a ghost just now.
Then the ghost’s face now doesn’t look as miserable as his.
Because the secret book does indeed describe a method to free oneself from the status of a blood slave - the blood-sucking skill.
Kong Tai Sixteen felt that his soul had frozen.
If Kiriyama Kawasaki just wanted to kill him, then Iida Iryuu wanted to eat him at this time.
Blood-sucking technique is the most domineering method in "Bloodthirsty Netherworld", which can enable those who practice "Bloodthirsty Netherworld" to quickly possess everything of a supernatural being.
Kota Juku looked at Iida Iiryu stiffly, and Iida Iiryu gave him a smile he had never seen before.
"Kōta Juku?"
"So Miyamoto-kun is your fake name."
Iida Iiryu was chatting with Kota Roku while wiping the dagger in his hand. The next moment, he reached out and pressed Kota Roku's head, forcing it to the side.
Kota Sixteen tried hard to resist, but it was of no use.
"No! No! I beg you!"
He wailed and cried, but Iida Iiryu ignored him and instead picked up his handkerchief and wiped Kota Juku's neck.
"Stop talking!"
While wiping it, Jingtian Jinglong patted his neck, like a nurse giving an injection looking for a vein.
"When you talk, you get nervous. When you get nervous, you sweat. When you sweat, it gets dirty. I will have to wipe it a few more times."
As Iida Iiryuu's words rang out, Kota Sixteen struggled even harder.
However, his struggle was so weak at this time that Jingtian Jinglong pressed him with one hand so that he couldn't even tremble.
After wiping, Jingtian Jinglong threw the handkerchief aside and picked up the dagger.
“Crash!”
Like a flash of cold light, the dagger directly opened a big hole on Kong Tai Shiliu's neck.
The next moment, Jingtian Jinglong came over like a greedy vampire bat, frantically sucking the remaining blood essence of Kong Tai Shiliu, plundering Kong Tai Shiliu's cultivation, memory and everything else.
Just as Kota Roku thought, Iida Iryuu wanted to eat him.
Kota Sixteen struggled frantically, but to no avail.
Soon, his struggles became weaker and weaker.
However, within thirty seconds, Kota Sixteen was no longer moving.
In this empty warehouse, in this place where countless "blood banks" had once drained blood, the culprit who had once drunk blood was buried here in this way.
Kiriyama Kawasaki watched all this coldly.
He thought this was what Sorata Sixteen deserved.
It is also everything that should be there before dawn.
As the sound of blood drying up was heard, Kota Shiliu had completely turned into a mummy. The mummy decayed quickly and turned into soil in an instant.
Jingtian Jinglong slowly stood up. He could feel a power that he had never felt before flowing through his body.
At this time, he had completely bid farewell to his identity as a blood slave and became a true blood master.
"Owner!"
Iida Iiryu bowed slowly towards Kiriyama Kawasaki.
Kiriyama Kawasaki looked at him coldly and said, "If you weren't useful, I would kill you. I hope you can show your usefulness."
"Yes!" Jingtian Jinglong said with his head down.
"Also, I don't want anyone to become a 'blood bank' again. Only those whose human identity I have stripped can be used as blood banks."
Kiriyama Kawasaki raised his head with light in his eyes.
"I will shape a new era."
(End of this chapter)
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