Chapter 408 Beheading
As Jack spoke, the entire body of the Blood Curse Clown beside him began to emit a blood-colored light. The Blood Curse Clown hung in the air, with his hands clasped together as if in worship, and seemed to be chanting something.
As the whisper-like chanting sounded, the blood light on the Blood Curse Clown became stronger and stronger, and actually turned into blood-colored spells that swirled and flowed around its body.
The palm on Zhou Wen's ankle also exploded along with the blood curse on the Blood Curse Clown. Strange blood-colored curse patterns crawled all over Zhou Wen's stone armor, as if wrapping him in a net of blood-colored curses.
"By this calculation, you should feel more honored than me." Zhou Wen was trapped by the blood curse, but he did not panic at all. He looked at Yak and said.
A sense of uneasiness welled up in Yake's heart. He stared at Zhou Wen and asked, "Why?"
"Because you will be killed by me. In all these years you have lived, this should be the first time you are killed by someone else, right?" Zhou Wen said.
"Really? Then I'm really looking forward to it." Jack felt something was wrong, but the arrow was on the string and had to be shot. It was just that the uneasiness made him shoot in advance, and he didn't wait for the Blood Curse Clown to finish the spell.
A red light flashed inside the Blood Curse Clown, flickering like an alarm. The next second, the Blood Curse Clown's body suddenly exploded.
As the Blood Curse Clown's soul exploded, the blood-colored spell on Zhou Wen's body and the severed hand also exploded. It turned out to be a curse that would cause both parties to perish.
"Bang!" A blood-red light explosion rose from Zhou Wen's body, and everything within a diameter of more than ten meters was destroyed by the blood-red light explosion.
"Impossible!" Yak stared at the open space after the blood explosion, but saw that Zhou Wen was still covered in holy light, standing there like the God of Light, without suffering any injury at all.
Jack couldn't believe his eyes at all. That was the evil self-destruct skill that the Blood Curse Clown had mastered after he was promoted to the Perfect Level. The power of the self-destruction was enough to hurt mythical creatures, but it took a long time for the Blood Curse Clown's soul to recover after a self-destruction. Jack rarely used it before he was locked up.
Today, he was forced to use this power that could kill a thousand enemies but injure eight hundred of his own, but he didn't expect that he couldn't even hurt a hair of Zhou Wen. How could he not be shocked?
But Jack was a man of iron will after all. When he realized something was wrong, he turned into a black shadow and wanted to escape without any hesitation.
"You've had enough fun, now it's my turn, right?" Zhou Wen held the Overlord Sword, but the sun-like glow gradually disappeared, replaced by a mysterious aura.
Different from the radiance of life just now, there is no trace of vitality emanating from Zhou Wen's body now, and the whole person seems to have merged into the void.
"Double souls!" An Sheng was surprised and happy.
Dual souls are extremely rare, because the Yuan Qi Jue can easily cause conflicts. Most people only practice one, otherwise it is very likely that the conflict between the Yuan Qi Jue will cause physical damage, especially when they are promoted, and sudden impulses will occur.
Especially the Yuanqi Jue with conflicting attributes. If the fate is in conflict, it will be fatal, not to mention the life soul. If there is a conflict, it will be more painful than death.
An Sheng knew a man who practiced the Dual Qi Jue and condensed two life souls. That man was extremely talented and relied on his great perseverance to condense the life souls with both kinds of Qi Jue.
He thought he was fine, but after that, he controlled his body during the day, but once he fell asleep, his soul would take over his body. He did a lot of crazy things that he didn't even know about. In the end, he went crazy and was sent to a mental hospital.
Zhou Wen's ability to cultivate dual souls proved that his talent was indeed as excellent as the old principal said, but Ansheng was worried that the dual souls would harm Zhou Wen.
Moreover, it was even more difficult for Zhou Wen to be promoted to a myth with dual souls. There was no way out originally, and now he set up obstacles himself. This made Ansheng very worried, and he was truly surprised and happy.
Zhou Wen transformed his destiny into that of the Great Demon God, and the Lost Kingdom Ring also appeared on his finger. Zhou Wen floated in the air, watching Yak who turned into a black shadow and escaped. He had no intention of chasing him, but just touched the Lost Kingdom Ring on his finger.
The ring with a ghost face flashed a strange light in its eyes, as if a demon had opened its eyes, and the light gradually spread outward, making a circle of mysterious spell carvings appear on the originally simple and plain ring without any carvings.
Bang! Bang! Bang!
Jack fled frantically, but when his body rushed through the sword marks in the woods that Zhou Wen had just made, sword lights suddenly burst out from the sword marks.
Jack rushed too fast and fled too hastily, triggering countless sword marks in succession. Sword lights pierced into his body and exploded directly, instantly blowing Jack out of the shadow state.
Jack was covered in blood, with wounds everywhere caused by the sword. He fell to the ground and kept coughing up blood.
"You... I can also cast spells?" Yak stared at Zhou Wen, forced himself to swallow a mouthful of blood, and asked in a hoarse voice.
"No, but thank you for the inspiration. If it weren't for you, I wouldn't have thought of using my soul in this way." What Zhou Wen said was true.
It was Yak's fighting method that inspired Zhou Wen. Combining it with the knowledge of space and dimensions he had recently read, he finally found the grammar of using the Lost Kingdom. It was no longer as simple and crude as before, where it was simply used for teleportation.
The Lost Kingdom's ability to change spatial trajectories is not just for teleportation.
Yak looked at Zhou Wen with a complicated expression. He called himself a genius, but when he was Zhou Wen's age, he had just been promoted to Legend and was far from being comparable to Zhou Wen now.
Zhou Wen didn't hesitate at all. He swung out the Demon Star Wheel with his sword and was about to kill the seriously injured Yak on the ground directly, not wanting to give him any chance.
Jack was no longer able to dodge, but there was no trace of fear on his face. Instead, his eyes were full of fire.
"It's amazing, this world is amazing. There should be many strong guys like you among humans now, right? It's so exciting." Jack muttered to himself somewhat fanatically.
Zhou Wen ignored what he said and used the sword to split Jack's body in half. Blood gushed out and Jack was split in half on the spot.
But when Yak's body fell, Zhou Wen was surprised to find that Yak's body had turned into a palm-sized puppet. The puppet was cut in half and was still talking: "Zhou Wen, you really excite me. To me, you are top-notch food. I will definitely kill you and make your flesh and blood into the most exquisite delicacy. Before that, please protect your body as much as possible and don't let any contamination ruin this peerless food."
Sorry, I'm stuck. I've been sitting there all day and only wrote this one chapter. I'll continue writing and hope I can still write five chapters today.
(End of this chapter)
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