Basic Attributes: Stamina 15, Spirit 20, Intelligence 8, Agility 14, Strength 12
"Demon Power: 45 (15)"
A black figure fell like a meteor, appearing in the valley where two ghosts were rampaging.
The blazing demonic shadows on his body resembled monsters breaking free from their prisons, trembling wildly with every step he took.
In games, "demonic transformation" or "half-demonic transformation" might simply refer to skills that change physical form or attack patterns, but in reality, it's far more complex than that.
From his appearance, his eyes, which glowed with a yellow light, were the only stable part of his body; the rest of his body vibrated and shifted irregularly with the shadow.
Half-demon body...
If he had no worries about the future, he would indeed like this feeling.
Lin Feng's claws lashed out, the demonic power enlarging his palm as he unleashed a powerful strike at the Blood Demon.
The second blow, the third blow, the fourth blow!
With four consecutive strikes, Lin Feng's eyes, glowing red, approached the blood-red eyes and unleashed a fifth strike containing half of the demon's power.
The demonic shadow roared furiously, stabbing its claw into the Blood Demon's chest, unleashing a burst of resentful energy.
"Chen Yaoxi?"
Lin Feng uttered a name, his blood-red eyes instantly twisting and trembling: "Roar!!!"
On the other side, the vengeful ghost had its sights set on Lin Feng, but in a few brief moments, the Red Spirit Ghost appeared before her, blocking her approach with a single strike. Unlike the previous battle, this time the Yin energy surrounding the Red Spirit Ghost caused more realistic changes in light and shadow, creating an illusion that transported one away from reality.
Ferocity and resentment may make ghosts more powerful, but the soul power nourished by yin energy is not necessarily weaker than their opponent.
"jingle!"
A sound came from the open space. Just as the vengeful ghost was about to tear the red ghost apart, a memory suddenly emerged, leaving her stunned in place.
In the illusory light and shadow, a section of the roof suddenly appeared, and the trembling wind chimes on the roof emitted a series of crisp sounds, carrying a cool sense of memory that flowed into everyone's hearts.
Lin Feng quickly snapped out of the feeling. If he hadn't already experienced the Fated Realm and was familiar with this attack method, he would have gone through it several times in his memories.
With his right hand, he grabbed the Blood Demon, who was lost in memories, swallowed a bottle of magic potion, and with his left hand, the mycelium that sprouted from his hand burrowed into the wound that he had torn open.
"The nascent Coprophagia Curse: Absorbing the aura of bloodlust..."
You can inhale it!
Lin Feng was overjoyed; the Curse of the Dung Eater was far more effective than he had imagined.
But his joy lasted only a few seconds before Blood Demon's eyes widened as he looked at Lin Feng, who was holding him.
As their eyes met, Lin Feng did not forget his true intentions. He grabbed the other's right hand and unleashed countless demonic powers, frantically pouring them into the other's body.
"break!"
In a brief moment, demonic power, like sharp spikes, burst forth from the Blood Demon's body, forcibly expanding its size.
"Insufficient power... The speed at which the demonic power erupts is too slow..." Lin Feng sighed softly. Even at his peak, he couldn't make the demonic power operate at a speed that exceeded the normal limit.
He tried increasing the pressure and accelerating the rotation, but ultimately failed to achieve the desired effect.
"You!!! I remember you!!!" The Blood Demon suddenly spoke, its claws digging into the demonic shadows, screaming at Lin Fengchang, "It was you, it's all your fault, you ruined me, you ruined me!!!"
Tears of blood streamed from her despairing eyes, as if she were seeing Lin Feng's expression when he gave her the Blood Jade.
"Heh..." Lin Feng's eyes turned cold. Not to mention that the situation at the time was not something that could be explained with just a few words like 'harm'.
As a feeling of unease arose, a red-faced, fanged creature, towering a head taller than the Blood Demon, inexplicably appeared on his body.
Demonic power surged forth, and the demonic shadow on Lin Feng's body unleashed a claw mark.
Lin Feng glanced quickly at the red-haired ghost rubbing against the vengeful spirit, and his heart sank. The Fallen Soul and the Awakened Demon simultaneously empowered him. The feeling of gazing into the abyss arose in his mind, even though the abyss originated from his body, from his heartbeat, it was completely different from his soul.
Power, demons, killing... many words clearly popped into his mind.
The next instant, a sense of emotional detachment rapidly arose: "Mental Matrix!"
The surging emotions grew clearer, the temptation in his ears and his thoughts flowing like two different curves. Lin Feng suddenly broke free from the Blood Demon's hands and stretched out his right hand, which was now covered with demonic barbs.
"Oh..."
The surging demonic power clung tightly to his right hand, like the center of a vortex of demonic power throughout his body, drawing all the power and slamming it down hard on the Blood Demon's face.
creak...
A twisting sound echoed in Lin Feng's hand as a ghostly fang that had emerged from the Blood Demon's mouth rubbed against his palm.
At that moment, the drilling tentacles rose from his other palm, carrying two eight-star guns, and immediately opened fire.
Boom! Boom! Boom! The magazine was empty. Lin Feng flung aside the Blood Demon who had been blasted with holes, his eyes cold and indifferent.
The blood demon, whose head was half rotten, was healed by the surging blood-red aura. Not only did it grow back to its original appearance, but a bloody horn also sprouted from its chest.
"Bloodhorn Demon: If the heart is without light, evil spirits will abound."
The withered waist, the enormous head, the limbs that could not be fully straightened, and the eyes that no longer held any humanity made the humanoid body that had just been shrouded in blood completely disappear from sight.
Drops of blood trickled from the corner of her mouth, and the single horn on her chest protruded slightly forward.
Just then, Lin Feng received a notification from Hong Linggui in his mind. He quickly glanced at it and saw the distorted human face full of resentment being mercilessly thrown into the Black Magic Book of the Dead.
The black, eerie silk on his chest snapped, and seeing some of the pressure dissipate from his body, Lin Feng breathed a sigh of relief and casually replenished his magic potion.
As energy was replenished into his body, he suppressed the rampant demonic shadows on his body, slowly lowered his body, and assumed a starting stance.
Some images from the game overlapped with his movements, and at the moment of preparation, he transformed into a demonic beast, unleashing all his power, and slammed into the Bloodhorn Demon's arms.
Hong Linggui appeared in a flash, her blade bypassing Lin Feng's waist and pointing straight at the Blood Horned Demon's single horn on its chest.
The Devil's Hand!
The touch that melts bones!
The two worked together, and their continuous attacks made the Bloodhorn Demon's eyes widen. However, her eyes remained fixed on Lin Feng, ignoring all the blades that slashed in, and she opened her mouth and bit at Lin Feng's arm with her sharp teeth.
The delicious flesh had just been torn apart when a sharp spike, imbued with demonic power, swiftly pierced her throat through the wound.
The hatred in the Bloodhorn Demon's eyes intensified. Its massive claws gripped Lin Feng's shoulders, and it raised its blood-red horn, thrusting it forward with all its might.
"ah!!"
A rapidly rising Yin Si tune rose from Lin Feng's mouth, briefly pausing the Blood Horned Ghost. Then, the Red Spirit Ghost, who had appeared beside the Blood Horned Ghost, emitted a tune that resonated throughout the entire mountain forest.
The melody, like an invisible darkness, sent a chill down Lin Feng's spine.
Unlike before, the tune that Hong Linggui sang was not opera, but something terrifying that he couldn't understand at all.
"Ancient script!"
An overwhelming sense of surprise rose in his heart, but then something terrifying seemed to be etched into his mind, constantly tearing at his nerves.
Immediately, three twisted emotions—mind control, fear, and madness—rushed into his mind. If it weren't for the existence of the Mind Matrix, he would now be nothing more than a plaything in the hands of the Red Spirit.
"Let's do it!"
Enduring the tearing, twisting sensation, Lin Feng grabbed the Bloodhorn Demon's single horn from its chest and snapped it off. Fungal tendrils that sprouted from between his fingers wrapped around the horn, frantically absorbing the rich, bloody aura.
"I remember you..." a deep voice sounded from the Bloodhorn Demon's mouth, but just a few seconds later, the sudden release of its grip made Lin Feng look up in surprise: "Help..."
Before she could finish speaking, the single horn on her chest loosened and slowly pushed forward several times in Lin Feng's hands, breaking through her skin, tearing apart her foul-smelling ribs, and ripping open her chest to reveal a bloody, large-headed infant.
"Demon Seed Embryo"
Snap...
The demonic fetus fell from her chest, and then her emptied body collapsed to the ground, along with the blood-red eerie thread, turning into a sandstorm that vanished without a trace.
"Wow!!"
The demonic fetus raised its head and opened its mouth, its dark eyes darting about, and a sinister and eerie howl pierced through the skull.
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