"Blood Demon Cult, what's the plot in Nanling Prefecture?"
The blood demon leader leaned against the wall, panting violently, his eyes full of malice.
"Want to know? Jie Jie Jie... go to hell and ask the King of Hell!"
Before he finished speaking, he opened his mouth suddenly, and a stream of rich black blood spurted out from his mouth. His breath suddenly became weak. He actually chose to cut off his heart!
However, at the moment when his life was about to end, Lu Chen moved!
He pointed like a sword, as fast as lightning, and tapped lightly on the Blood Demon Cult disciple's eyebrows!
New feature--[Soul Devour]!
A weak but domineering suction force came from his fingertips!
The remnant soul of the Blood Demon Cult disciple who was about to dissipate was torn out by this force, turned into an imperceptible stream of light, and sank into the fingertips of Lu Chen!
Countless chaotic and broken memory fragments, filled with blood and killing, flooded into Lu Chen's mind like a tide!
"...Blood Child... Advent... Sacrifice...Ghost Face... Mask..."
The information was intermittent, but Lu Chen's pupils suddenly shrank!
He shook his stinging head, suppressed those complicated memories, and walked quickly to Sun Monkey's side.
At this moment, Sun Monkey was already as angry as a gossamer. The huge blood hole in his heart was still emitting black gas, and his vitality was passing away at a speed visible to the naked eye.
"Sir Lu..."
Zhao Da Niu and others struggled to crawl over and looked at the tragic situation of Sun Monkey. Their eyes were split and they were heartbroken.
Lu Chen didn't speak. He squatted down, stretched out his right hand, and pressed it on Sun Monkey's Dantian.
An unprecedented pure and thick black internal force, like the Yangtze River, continuously pours into Sun Monkey's body!
In the state of perfection, <Ten Thousand Year Black Tortoise Art>'s internal power not only has amazing defensive power, but also contains a faint but endless aura!
Wherever that internal force passed, the damaged meridians in Sun Monkey's body that had been eroded by the evil spirit of blood were like the seedlings of drought-stricken crops encountering the rain, and they began to be nourished and repaired at an incredible speed!
The ferocious wound on his back slowly stopped bleeding, and the blood-evil energy lingering on it was crushed and forced out of the body by this heavy internal force!
However, in just one stick of incense, Sun Monkey's complexion returned to a trace of color from deathly gray, and his weak breathing gradually became steady and strong.
Although he was still seriously injured and unconscious, his life was pulled back from the gate of hell!
After doing all this, Lu Chen's face turned slightly pale. Such a huge output of internal energy was also a big drain on him.
He stood up and looked at the subordinates whose faces were full of gratitude and admiration. His voice was hoarse, but it carried an unquestionable majesty.
"Carry him up and let's go home."
When the Lu Chen group supported their seriously injured comrades and dragged the traitor's body, they walked out of the Blood Mist that slowly dissipated like a dying beast. The hundreds of Demon Suppression Division Imperial Guard waiting outside the defense line fell into a deathly silence.
Everyone's eyes were like iron filings attracted by a magnet, focused on the young man in black who was leading the group.
He was covered in blood, his clothes were torn, his face was so pale that there was no trace of blood, the wounds on his left arm and right shoulder were so deep that the bones were visible, and he even staggered a little.
But he still stood upright.
Those deep eyes, as calm as an eternal cold pool, swept across the entire place, and no one dared to look at them.
Behind him are four Imperial Guard who are equally scarred, but can't hide their catastrophic lives and fanatical worship.
They were carrying a companion whose life or death was unknown, and dragging a corpse that lay in silence.
Seven people went in, six people and one corpse came out.
In this hell of flesh and blood that could devour everything, not only did they survive, but... they even brought back trophies?
"Lu... Lu Deputy Commander..."
Liu Quan was the first to react from the shock. He rushed forward, looked at the hideous wounds on Lu Chen, and then at the body belonging to Chen Ying behind him. His lips were trembling, and he didn't know what to say for a moment.
"The source of Blood Mist has been destroyed, and the three Blood Demon Cult demons have all been killed." Lu Chen's voice was hoarse and weak, as if he had exhausted his last bit of strength, "Imperial Guard Centurion Chen Ying, who turned against Demon Suppression Division in the face of battle, betrayed Demon Suppression Division, and was killed on the spot by me..."
In a few words, he easily determined the outcome of this tragic battle.
But these plain words fell in the ears of everyone present, but they were no less than thunder in the sky!
Blood Demon Cult demons, kill them all?!
Centurion, who defected in battle, was killed on the spot?!
This... is this really something a team of seven can do?!
"Quick! Call the medical officer!" Liu Quan finally came to his senses and roared angrily at the people behind him, "All the wounded should be sent immediately to the best quiet room in the department for treatment! No one is allowed to disturb them!"
Three days later.
Demon Suppression Division, Council Hall.
The atmosphere was so solemn that it almost dripped with water.
Captain Li Sitting high in the main position, the face is as sinking as water.
Below, Liu Quan and other senior executives of Imperial Guard Camp lined up on both sides with solemn expressions.
In the center of the hall, kneeling was a trembling figure, who was the steward sent by the Chen Clan clan to explain.
"Captain Master, please be clear! Chen Ying That evil beast has been expelled from Lineage long ago. Everything he did has nothing to do with me, Nanling Chen Clan!"
Captain Li ignored him and just turned his attention to Lu Chen standing in front of the queue.
At this moment, Lu Chen has put on a clean Deputy Commander official uniform, and the wounds on his body are no longer serious under the nourishment of the best golden sore medicine in the department and his own majestic internal strength.
But his face still had a sickly paleness, and his aura seemed a bit empty, perfectly playing the role of a patient with the sequelae of "bloodline awakening" whose vitality was severely damaged.
"Lu Chen." Captain Li spoke slowly, "Tell me what you saw and heard again without saying a single word."
"Yes."
Lu Chen took a step forward and spoke out the words he had already compiled, neither condescendingly nor arrogantly.
From going deep into Blood Mist, to encountering endless Blood Slave, to discovering Flesh Altar, and finally...Chen Ying's betrayal, he was in a desperate situation, and once again luckily activated the power of his bloodline, fighting to hurt both sides, and finally killed all the enemies.
His narrative was 90 percent true and 100 percent false. He concealed the system and his terrifying true strength, and attributed everything to the power of blood that was illusory but that no one could refute.
When he finished speaking, the whole Council Hall could be heard.
All eyes looking at Lu Chen were filled with awe and a hint of indescribable... fear.
"Okay... What a betrayal!" Captain Li slammed the table, and a terrifying momentum suddenly erupted, causing the Chen Clan steward to spurt out a mouthful of blood on the spot. "Collude with Blood Demon Cult and harm your colleagues. This is the crime of genocide! Come on!"
"Here!"
"Drag this man down and torture him! I want to see how many dirty things he Nanling Chen Clan has hidden!"
"No! Please forgive me, sir!"