My Otherworldly Shura Field

Chapter 2 Blood Pool

The forest was too quiet at night; the sounds of the wind and cicadas seemed to have vanished.

Only the occasional bird's mournful cry could be heard in the empty, blood-smelling air, seemingly a final struggle for life, or a desperate plea for help before death.

Dark clouds obscured the moon, brewing a final act of darkness. The entire land was shrouded in darkness, and the once rugged forest was now bathed in a deathly light, appearing utterly listless and powerless.

In the night sky, a ray of light pierced through the dense withered branches and leaves of the trees, reflecting in the pupil of a bird. Then, the dark clouds slowly began to retreat from the sky, gradually revealing the moon and tugging at people's hearts.

The moon was red, a blood-red color.

This is a pool of blood, where all kinds of blood are mingling, containing the blood of countless races. The air is filled with the stench of blood, and eerie breezes blow through it from time to time.

A girl with red eyes and two sharp teeth at the corners of her mouth was surrounded by a faint bloody light, hovering above the blood pool.

She waved her snow-white jade disc, dancing gracefully like Chang'e under the moon, beautiful as a painting. Her face was muttering to herself, as if she were chanting some high-level incantation.

The next moment, the blood in the pool began to churn, with blood bubbles rising to the surface. A beam of red light descended from the sky, falling into the pool like rain.

The blood in the pool began to condense, compress, and converge towards the center, emanating a sinister aura. The wind howled, and all the creatures hidden in the darkness nearby fled far away, as if they had sensed fear.

Under the crimson moonlight, the blood gradually coalesced into a blurry human shape, with bones, limbs, facial features, and muscles becoming clearer and clearer, more and more like a person. All of this was caused by the girl on the pool of blood.

He kept waving the jade disc, his voice growing softer and softer, her face growing paler and paler, her breath becoming weak, and her magic power waning.

"puff!"

The next moment, the girl suddenly spat out a mouthful of blood, falling from mid-air like a bird with broken wings, her eyes filled with the color of Morro, her face muttering to herself.

"This must be the ten thousandth time! After all these years of preparation, am I still destined to fail?"

Just as the girl was about to fall into the pool of blood, suddenly, a pair of slender arms caught her as she fell from mid-air.

What came into view was an expressionless face, black hair stained with blood and hanging wetly on the forehead, a pair of blood-red eyes that were empty and lifeless, yet full of charm, and a high nose and thin lips that were perfectly crafted.

His fair neck and distinct collarbones exuded both sexiness and a sense of security. His skin had a subtle, flowing sheen, shimmering with a thousand kinds of glassy light. His appearance was like a painting, so exquisite that it seemed unreal. His demeanor had surpassed all human appearances.

His brows exuded a natural kingly aura, revealing a regal presence, like that of a newly born king.

"It's done, it's done, it's a success." The girl whispered, her face filled with barely concealed excitement. However, she had exhausted all her strength and could not even move. Her breath was extremely weak, and she was swaying precariously.

"Blood, blood, I want more blood." Cold words kept coming from those exquisite lips.

"What's going on? He has already absorbed the essence of all races. Could something have gone wrong?" The girl was somewhat stunned, even she was confused about the current situation.

"It smells so good!" The eerie face slowly approached the girl's face, sniffed, and revealed a hungry expression, with two sharp teeth appearing.

"No way! You mean you're going to..." The girl looked panicked, as if she had thought of something terrifying.

"Ah!" What she expected still happened. Two sharp teeth pierced the skin on her neck without hesitation, greedily sucking her blood. She tried to struggle, but having lost all her strength, she was now a lamb to the slaughter, powerless to resist.

A large amount of blood was flowing from her body, and her face had long since lost all color, turning as pale as a sheet of paper. Her face was filled with nothing but shock; she was actually unable to resist.

He actually forced himself on her...

“I, I am your master. How could you drink your master’s blood? And, and... you cannot.” The girl’s eyes widened, her voice as soft as rain.

However, the man who was sucking her blood acted as if he hadn't heard her, holding her tightly in his arms and greedily taking more of her blood.

A moment later, the man's eyes began to change from red to black, gradually regaining their clarity, and his lips slowly left the girl's snow-white neck.

"Pfft!"

The next moment, the two of them fell into the pool of blood at the same time.

The girl struggled to sit up, not looking at the man's condition. She knew how bad her situation was; she had lost a lot of blood and could die at any moment.

"Gluttony!"

The girl whispered, using her last bit of strength. Her long, blood-red hair flew up, and the remaining blood in the pool flowed into her mouth like a clear spring.

The blood was decreasing, decreasing until the bottom of the pool was exposed.

Countless skeletons came into view, including human bones, animal bones, and other strangely shaped bones of all sizes, including the bones of the dragon, the king of all beasts. How exactly was this pool of blood formed?

"Hoo!" As the blood in the pool was drained, the girl's complexion gradually returned to normal, and her breathing became steady, no longer as unsteady as before.

"Level 20, I can't believe I've dropped to level 20." The girl clenched her fist, feeling the strength she had left.

He then stepped in front of the naked man and whispered, "I hope you're not too bad, otherwise, even if we die together, I'll make you pay for your stupidity."

The man's eyes were unfocused, seemingly clear yet unclear, his face a testament to a thousand questions.

He suddenly felt so tired, so very tired, and wanted to sleep. His dark eyes slowly closed.

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