Chapter 7010 Walking at Night, Encountering a Ghost!

Chapter 7010 Walking at Night, Encountering a Ghost!
Seeing Lucius, who was undergoing dragonification, reduced to ashes by the dragon blood ritual, Bedivere and the others finally felt relieved. See? The four brothers were right after all. Lucius had indeed been transformed. What kind of absurd thing is it that someone would transform into a dragon simply by bathing in dragon blood?

"Alas, Lucius, may your spirit rest in peace. Although we cannot let you die as a human, at least let your death not be so painful." Caesar looked like he was praying, and even remembered to draw the reverse cross on his chest.

“Speaking of which, isn’t the color and aura of this dragon blood much more normal?” Minos looked at the golden blood in the pit, which was much closer to the dragon blood they knew. After all, they were descendants of nobles or knights. Even if they had never used the dragon blood of the Cornelius family, they had at least seen what it looked like.

That dark red, sinister-looking thing—anyone with a normal brain could tell at a glance that it was definitely not a legitimate item. It was only because Lucius, as the creator, was held back by his little brother Bedivere that he jumped in without thinking. In reality, anyone with a normal brain should have realized that this thing had a huge problem when they saw it.

“There shouldn’t be any problem. After all, an evil dragon is still a dragon. Even if it’s corrupting, with Lucius’s sacrifice, the corruption in the dragon blood should have been removed.” Bedivere sighed, then naturally kicked Minos down.

"Damn it!" Minos roared as he was kicked into the pit.

"Bedewell, wait for me to come out!" Minos roared at Bedivere, but it was no use. As Minos sank into the pit, the Dragon Blood Ritual officially began.

The Caesar brothers watched as Minos fell into the pit and the blood slowly drained away, then jumped in after him, and Bedivere followed suit.

As I said before, evil dragon blood is still dragon blood. Moreover, this is evil dragon blood that has been filtered through Lucius's self-sacrifice. Even if there is some contamination in it, it is not as serious as before. Just by looking at the color and the pressure of this blood, you can tell that it is pure dragon blood.

After all, the Cornelius family, as the creators of the dragon blood bathing ritual, must have special abilities to deal with unexpected situations that might arise during the ritual. For example, if the dragon blood is contaminated, a descendant of the Cornelius family could filter it...

Although it sounds brutal, we are all descendants of nobles and knights. How could we really know nothing? I have no idea about my ancestors.
Surely no one really thinks that the ancestors who managed to control such a large area were all people of love, peace, truth, goodness, and beauty? What a joke!
Do you know why there were always nomadic peoples in northern China in ancient times? Actually, it wasn't the nomadic people's problem, but the problem of the people of the Central Plains. Because the expansion of the people of the Central Plains often extended into the homes of the nomadic peoples, it was no longer a matter of invasion, but a matter of the nomadic peoples dying if they didn't fight back!

Therefore, any noble or knight who knows even a little about their own family knows exactly what kind of bad blood their ancestors were. If there's a problem with their dragon blood, then of course Lucius should be the first to rush up and test it. The other party's bloodline must have the ability to suppress this problem.

Even if it can't be completely suppressed, Lucius can filter the dragon blood, so it can be used again. Look how wonderful the world is! Thanks to Lucius's sacrifice, everyone enjoys the dragon blood.

"I feel my foundation is strengthening." Bedivere looked at the dragon blood that was almost drained, feeling the power surging within himself, and said with a touch of emotion, "My basic qualities have improved a lot, and my spiritual abilities are actually expanding. The energy level of this dragon blood is so high."

“That’s normal. Dragons are high-energy creatures, and there aren’t many left in Rome,” Minos said casually. “The ritual of bathing in dragon blood can greatly enhance our own foundation, and because of the dragon’s own biases, it can strengthen a certain aspect of us. It seems to be biased towards the direction of spiritual will interfering with reality.”

Isn't the ritual of offering sacrifices to corpses a manifestation of spiritual will interfering with reality? Its characteristics were extracted by the seven-pointed star imbalance ritual of mysticism, and then attached to the people bathing in dragon blood through the dragon blood ritual, slightly enhancing the potential and characteristics of spiritual will interfering with reality. That's perfectly normal. So now the question is, do you think this thing has any polluting properties?
“The Han Dynasty should also have some high-level dragons. I’ll have the Duke see if we can discuss importing some high-level dragons from them. The fact that they can release something like this into the small world means there must be a lot of them.” Xisa got up from the pit and jumped out, adjusting his condition as he spoke. After all, the potential profits were huge.

“It seems the Han dynasty refers to all these things as demons and gods.” Bedivere jumped up as well. His idealism had been enhanced, and he doubted that this enhancement could be taken out with him. After all, it was a change in mental will, and even if it was an amplification, as long as he had reached it and experienced it, it would be much easier to master it later.

Therefore, Bedivere also agreed with Caesar's words. After all, the amplification he received after bathing in dragon blood was not a false idea, but a real and genuine blessing.

In other words, there must be such dragon-like creatures in reality.

"You can try it. This thing is indeed powerful, and under my subconscious guidance, it is actually strengthening my bones and muscles." Minos raised his hand and waved it twice, then punched straight forward. The air was easily shattered, forming a tiny, almost tangible fist imprint. The power was somewhat exaggerated!
"Let's go, let's find some opponents and test our strength," Bedivere said with a smile, dodging Minos's attack as he spoke. He had no desire to experience the man's iron fist, not even if it wasn't from a hammer, but from a fist; one punch from him would leave him half-dead!
Meanwhile, while the Roman five were bathing in dragon blood, Wang Pa, wielding his Five Gods Armor, had already achieved terrifying victories. Han soldiers, Roman veterans, and Kushan elites—none of them fared well; they were all killed on the spot by Wang Pa.

"Hey, Wang Pa, this is way too exaggerated! Even more exaggerated than Brother Zhao!" Bi Laoliu and Wang Pa had already met up at this time. They were so shocked by Wang Pa's amazing performance of single-handedly defeating a group of people that they didn't know what to say.

"Hehehe, this is the five-piece set of divine gear I found," Wang Pa said proudly. "But I actually ran into you here, Brother Six. Speaking of which, haven't you met up with Brother Zhao and the others yet?"

"What are we meeting up for?" Bi Laoliu waved his hand and said, "The setting of the Small World Martial Arts Competition has a big problem. I suspect it was deliberately done by some big shot. I couldn't find Lao Zhao at all, and for a while, the whole map was full of trouble. I almost got killed."

It's just a matter of degree. Bi Laoliu might not be very good at fighting, but his mobility is undeniable, and his dynamic vision is excellent. As long as he doesn't encounter a super-large, close-range area-of-effect attack, few people can stop him if he wants to run away. After all, if the talent of "Intentional Movement" is only used for maneuvering, both his mobility and agility are quite exaggerated.

"It's alright, I'll take you from now on," Wang Pa said with a grin. "Don't worry about the opponents, I'll kill them all!"

"This is truly outrageous." Bi Laoliu clicked his tongue. Even Zhao Zhen wouldn't dare to say such a thing. No, it wasn't just Zhao Zhen who wouldn't dare to say it. Even Li Huan, if Brother Li were still alive, wouldn't dare to say such a thing. After all, the small world had truly accumulated the elite forces of three empires, and it wasn't so easy to deal with.

While the probability of a top-tier sixth-level cultivator seizing an opportunity to counterattack and kill a seventh-level cultivator is relatively low, there are quite a few top-tier sixth-level cultivators in the entire small world. With repeated attempts, unexpected events are bound to occur.

However, when Wang Pa said those words with a smile, he did so with such calmness and confidence.

"It's alright, I mainly rely on this equipment." Wang Pa said honestly, then thought for a moment and took out the Yuanmo Sword. In Wang Pa's opinion, this thing overlapped with the positioning of the Sword of Transcendence, so he might as well lend it to Bi Laoliu first. "Brother Laoliu, I'll lend this to you. It should be more effective for you to use it than for me to use it."

Bi Laoliu took the item in a daze, and then realized that it was the Great Perfection Sword Thought of a Sharp Warrior. He immediately gasped, realizing how precious this thing was.

In those days, knowledge about the Great Perfection Sword Mind was not yet widespread, but Lao Liu and He Zhen had a good relationship, so they knew that such a thing existed before. This thing was said to be a super-destructive weapon that only elite warriors with eighteen cuts could hone over many years.

Even an ordinary person could unleash the destructive power of a top-tier elite warrior. In Lao Liu's hands, it was almost as powerful as a true Eighteen-Slash Elite Warrior. At that time, He Zhen even let Lao Liu experience his sword intent twice, and Lao Liu even wanted to take away He Zhen's sword intent.

After all, it's so useful and perfect for a veteran like Bi Laoliu who can kill at high speed. It's a pity that He Zhen only got to try it out once, and that was only because they were good friends. I never expected that I would actually get my hands on it and play with it properly. It's so awesome.

"This is the Great Perfection Sword Mind!" Bi Laoliu said, brandishing the Yuanmo Sword a couple of times with his eyes shining. "You actually have something like this in your hands. What kind of opponent did you encounter before? Elite warriors who possess this are all capable of the Eighteen Slashes."

"Uncle Huang and Brother Zhang Er got into a fight, and both were badly injured. Well, Uncle Huang won, but he didn't want to play anymore, so he left. He left all this stuff on the ground, and I thought it was a waste, so I picked it up." Wang Pa didn't try to hide anything from Bi Laoliu, after all, they were teammates. Besides, Wang Pa was only clueless in front of strangers; he was quite sensible in front of acquaintances.

"Ah, Zhang Yong and Huang Ge have both left the stage?" Bi Laoliu was taken aback, but thinking about it, only a battle between top-level players like this could reveal so much information.

"Yes, they've left." Wang Pa nodded, then suddenly realized that there was an old soldier spying on him ahead. He immediately grabbed his spear and threw it forward.

Although this attack was not as powerful as Zhang Yong's, it was still terrifying. As the spear landed, a gale of level eight swept through the forest ahead, causing Lao Liu to squint his eyes.

"This is terrifying." Bi Laoliu was incredibly surprised as he watched this scene. "With your performance, combined with Lao Zhao's kills, plus the kills of me, Xu Yuan, and Ke Ke, we might be able to win the championship. It's unbelievable!"

"By the way, you didn't mention Brother Yang, is it because Brother Yang was taken down?" Wang Pa was taken aback.

“No, Brother Yang is actually a neutral participant. He’s just here to help Brother Zhao. He won’t kill his opponent on his own initiative, and it’s unlikely that any veteran would kill Brother Yang.” Bi Laoliu said after thinking for a moment. Even if they were Leziren, they wouldn’t kill a top surgeon who had no grudge against them.

"I see." Wang Pa nodded. After all, he was also a doctor, so he understood this point. Thinking about it carefully, the reason he was able to get the Five Divine Armor was simply because he was a doctor and happened to be following Zhang Huang. Didn't he know what a top-tier doctor was?
"Ma Ye, are you ever going to stop? As soon as the third stage is over, you start hunting me down again." Just then, several streaks of light flashed across the sky, and then Su Zong's cursing voice came from within the pale blue light. Then, a pale white light wave was seen heading towards the blue light spot.

"Old Su, don't be so irritable. So what if I kill you a few times? You won't die. Let me get some more points. A level seven cultivator is worth 10,000 points. If I kill you eight times, I'll get 80,000 points!" Ma Ye's cheeky voice carried through the air, giving off a powerful and imposing feeling.

"You beast, are you using me to rack up points?!" Su Zong cursed angrily. He realized that he really couldn't beat Ma Ye. This bastard's attack speed and destructive power were incredibly high, especially his super long vacuum gun and super-powerful gas cutter. He just couldn't withstand it. It was only because Su Zong was able to take the fall and not be killed in real life. Otherwise, with Ma Ye's fighting style, Su Zong would have been dead long ago.

"With such a good score-farming pet like you, it would be strange if I didn't farm for you!" Ma Ye replied in a cheeky voice. After killing Su Zong several times, he had completely let go of his hatred. Now that he had finished fighting the Xiongnu, there was nothing else to hunt, so he thought he would kill Su Zong a few more times to accumulate some points.

After all, killing Su Zong was really easy for Ma Ye, and the points were high. One Su Zong was worth 10,000 points, and if he killed some others, he could easily get 100,000 points. That would put his name on the leaderboard!

"I'm truly fed up with you, you beast!" Su Zong cursed angrily. He now realized that when he first entered the small world, he felt that Ma Ye had complex emotions and murderous intent towards him, which was definitely a mistake. This guy is still the same bastard he was back then. If he has murderous intent towards him, it's probably because he thinks he has a high score and wants to accumulate some kills. Damn it, pure beast!
"No way!" Ma Ye said cheerfully, then locked on with a vacuum gun in one hand and used a plasma gas cutter in the other, killing Su Zong directly. He then stopped in place, waiting for Su Zong to respawn, and then killed him a few more times to accumulate points. After all, the first stage is a team battle, and you need to accumulate points!
"Huh, there are two more here. Oh, and there's one I know. Oh well, I'll kill them all!" Ma Ye stood in the sky, looked around, and spotted Wang Pa and Bi Laoliu. He didn't recognize Wang Pa, but he knew Laoliu, so he didn't say anything. He raised his hand and fired a vacuum gun shot over 300 meters away at Wang Pa and Bi Laoliu. At that moment, Wang Pa realized the gap between himself and the top level!
"Damn it, Ma Ye, are you out of your mind?!" Bi Laoliu dodged the giant vacuum gun, made a few quick maneuvers, and rushed into the air with the Yuanmo Sword, ready to give Ma Ye a hard blow.

However, Ma Ye seemed to be waiting for Bi Laoliu to rush over. When the other party was about twenty meters away from him, he raised his hand and fired a plasma gas cutter.

When Ma Ye raised his hand, Bi Laoliu sensed the aura of death and reflexively used his mind to dodge. Although the speed of the plasma cutter was too fast to react to, Ma Ye had a release action, and as a high-speed mobile fighter, this action was enough for Laoliu to dodge.

Out of the corner of his eye, he caught a glimpse of a dazzling color passing by him, leaving a trace of warmth in the air. Then, that dazzling color easily pierced through the giant tree beneath Lao Liu. At this moment, Lao Liu had already approached Ma Ye's side, raised his hand, and drew his sword!

"Sword Intent!" Ma Ye was originally planning to show off by using the high-pressure wind barrier to block Lao Liu's attack and open his eyes to the opponent, but when Bi Lao Liu appeared a few meters in front of him with his sword, Ma Ye recognized at a glance that Bi Lao Liu was using Sword Intent.

He was immediately terrified and, without thinking, released the restraints on his feet. High-pressure gas shot out, and he flew directly into the sky like a jet fighter, no longer caring about being attacked by archers.

Furthermore, as a Yue cavalryman, Ma Ye possesses numerous anti-arrow abilities. He can withstand several hits from even top archers, so occasionally exposing himself in the sky is not fatal. However, being hit by a sword strike would truly be fatal.

After all, Su Zong had been killed several times by Han Duan wielding a sword.

Ma Ye had absolutely no desire to withstand the high-damage attack of sword intent.

Ma Ye took off, and Bi Laoliu didn't stand on ceremony. "Fly if you want to fly, who can't fly? I'll chase after you and fly too."

So when Wang Pa looked up, he saw a white line piercing the sky, surrounded by clusters of sonic boom clouds. How could such a magnificent scene not attract the attention of a top archer!
You dare to fly, huh? If I don't teach you a lesson, how can I live up to my title as a top archer!

Then, in the next instant, Wang Pa gasped, and arrows of all colors rose from all directions, chasing after the white line that pierced the sky!
The author has completely given up; alas, there's no hope.