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Chapter 207 Psychological Suggestion, Shackles

"You're awake..." The ancient blood demon had a young face, and when Ling Dengxian propped himself up and stood up, excitement and desire burst out in his scarlet eyes.

The blood-red storm blocked the Patriot and others. After Ling Dengxian woke up, Nosferatu completely lost interest in them. A large number of blood heirs suddenly emerged from under the snow. The number was so dense that it was outrageous. Among them were some very troublesome creatures. In order to protect the wounded, the Patriot fell into a fierce battle. With the help of the power of the evil demon, he insisted on opening up a safe area. However, after seeing Ling Dengxian's condition, the blue and white dragon turned into a light spot and disappeared. For some reason, people outside the storm could not break through the layers of defense of the blood heirs and the blood-red storm for a while.

"Well... not really. It's just because of you that the psychological suggestion of just in case has taken effect." "Ling Dengxian" clapped his hands, with a very gloomy look on his face, and he really deserved a beating. "To be honest, the person I least want to see is you."

"On the contrary...I think about you day and night--"

"You're already very old, so stop being perverted." The young man rolled his eyes at him and drew out both swords from his waist. He held them in his hands and examined them for a moment, then smiled with relief and added, "Of course, if you're just following your life style, then ignore what I said. I respect that."

Then he crossed the White Sword and the Devouring Sword and inserted them in front of Frost Star and Texas. The shadow of the unicorn beast appeared again, but this time it was no longer pure white, but deep black.

We can distinguish right from wrong, good from evil, loyalty from treachery, but how do we define black and white? It is nothing more than our own heart.

"The Devourer of Evil has been shattered once? It seems that I am not very content. Well, I will just grow up again and everything will go smoothly."

The young man's state was very different from usual, which made the Blood Demon feel very uneasy... Compared with the past, he was incredibly confident. What did this guy experience after the outbreak of the war?

"I have to say, Nosferatu, you are a really tough old vampire. Although I guessed that you would not die and kept a backup plan, you are the only one on this planet that I kept a backup plan for problems, because you have not yet exceeded the norm."

"I don't want to hear all your nonsense. Now I just want you to pay the price you deserve. Since you failed to kill me, then let me kill you! White Dove!!" The storm gathered in the Blood Demon's hand, and the diffused blood mist condensed into blood heirs. These huge mosquito-like blood heirs spread their wings and poured compressed dirty blood to the white dove in mid-air, turning into a terrifying torrent that poured towards the place where he stood. At the same time, the body was also ready to riot.

He does not need any altar ceremony. As a blood demon, his understanding of bloodline surpasses that of all blood demon courts.

"Still using the old trick?" The white dove raised his hand, and Nosferatu and the space turned cold at the same time. The next moment, surprise and shock flashed in the boy's eyes, "What's going on? It doesn't work anymore?!"

crucial moment!

"No, it's not that it can't be used, it's that it can't be used."

That would be troublesome. Bai Ge decisively retreated and hid in the protection range of the unicorn's phantom, and the Devourer bore the first round of terrible attacks.

"..." Amid the torrent of blood, the two men looked at each other awkwardly, obviously neither of them had expected this situation.

"Are you... teasing me?" The Blood Demon's blood pressure rose, and a dangerous aura was slowly surging up.

"Don't worry, I'm still depressed. It's just a temporary state caused by psychological suggestion. My memory is fragmented and I can't remember many things." Bai Ge waved his hand, and used his phantom to withstand the visible and invisible attacks. Finally, he figured out a ball of white flame.

"Is this the ability that can be used right now? But it seems that it can't be used... Forget it, it should be enough to deal with you." Bai Ge clapped his hands, stood up and walked out of the protection range of the phantom, raised his face and waved his hands, white flames burst out from all parts of his body, combining with each other and fitting his body to form a white battle armor. A pair of white fire feathers raised a white flame flow, gathering those invisible tiny bloodworms, and then compressing and oscillating them. Only he who was extremely familiar with its structure could use this method to offset such an unpredictable threat.

"Don't use this method, it's disgusting."

"Effectiveness is the truth." The first generation Blood Demon Lord sneered, and his blood descendants all exploded into blood thorns to surround and kill the white dove. When the white flames continued to superimpose tiny oscillations to tear apart the attack, he was facing a powerful Blood Demon who was already in armor.

The dark red blood armor looked hideous and ancient, and the wings floated in the air without the help of any physical layer. Looking down at the white dove made him feel very comfortable.

He was finally able to climb over the mountain.

"Nosferatu... I thought staying in that ice cave would make you more sober. Now it seems that I thought too perfectly. I can't correct your direction." Bai Ge climbed up the flaming stairs that appeared and disappeared under his feet step by step, and darkness gradually emerged in his eyes. "Do you think I really can't kill you?"

"...At least now, you no longer have that opportunity." The Blood Demon mocked his weakness, just as he did when they first met.

"Heh, do you think this white flame is very cold and weak?"

“…Could it be…”

"I didn't notice it at first, but after careful consideration, I saw a hint of the secret. It would be foolish to expect it to hurt people with its temperature."

The white dove was in a lower position, but its gaze was even more condescending than the blood demon's, with a hint of pity, and a hint of other emotions finally emerged in its gloomy expression.

"I'm really tired of it. Save? You're hopeless!"

The next moment, the Blood Demon realized that the small world he had just controlled had changed hands. Countless witchcraft nodes he occupied were instantly bitten by the gentle white flames. He did not hesitate at all but was still hit by a long rainbow of white flames the next moment. The Blood Armor did not show any reaction, but it could not change the fact that it was the embodiment of the Blood Demon's power, nor the fact that it was pierced by the white flame spear.

The blood of the blood demon splattered all over the ground, and he realized that the mountain was still the mountain, and the white dove was still that person - the "Extreme Magician".

Even if he changed the content of the spell, the level of destruction remained the same, and his progress was not enough.

"Hahaha... psychological suggestion, right?" Nosferatu laughed wildly and vomited blood. As he fell, his scarlet eyes were gradually filled with madness, and the white dove felt uneasy.

"Oh no, this old vampire found my loophole!"

"Psychological suggestion, as long as you complete the description from beginning to end, it will be over, right?" The Blood Demon's chest was bleeding, but this could not kill him. White Dove's broken memory forgot the location of his life core.

"Then if I voluntarily die once, you will return to your current state, right?"

"The past is the past. You'd better just become what you are now!" Nosferatu gave it his all, and the blood tide was enough to tear the mountains apart and overturn the heaven and earth. The white dove raised its hand and pressed it down, and the white flame gently stroked it, with a frozen expression.

Once the pressure on the Patriot was relieved, all his bloodlines turned into blood and were absorbed by the Blood Demon, and then bloomed and withered like a swaying flower of the other shore.

He was really good at prolonging life.

"Nosferatu Lakado, you will regret your actions." White Dove's eyes were filled with irritation and anger. He hated unnecessary troubles. Logically, he should be happily taking the risk of facing Terra again and traveling around the planet with a retirement mentality...

Wait a minute, why is he here now?

Forget it, let’s not worry about this detail.

His mind raced as he constructed the White Dove Spell. The Blood Demon did not resist and allowed the strange circuits to form on his body. Even if he was killed, his life core was not destroyed and he could be reborn through blood.

"You think this is a spell to kill you, right?" Bai Ge suddenly laughed.

"!" The Blood Demon was horrified to find that his control over blood had weakened. His aura instantly weakened and he fell rapidly in line with his own withering state.

"If I can't kill you right away, then there's always time. In case you kill me, I'll put shackles on you. If you want to untie them, come and trouble me..." Bai Ge chuckled, "Of course, with my personality, whoever comes to me might cause more trouble."

Then he muttered to himself again: "Speaking of which, does this count as digging my own grave... Never mind, life will always find a way out."

Nosferatu gave him a vicious look, then turned into a streak of blood and fled into the distance in front of everyone's gaze.

He doesn't want to face the Patriots who are not in good shape next.

Almost at the same moment, the white dove landed on the ground, its eyes lost color, it was confused for a moment, looked down at its hands, and then looked at the patriot in confusion for help:

"what happened?"

The patriot was silent for a long time, but finally stepped forward and stroked his head gently: "It's a good thing that you woke up."

Just now, a voice emerged in his mind telling him not to cause trouble to Ling Dengxian, as all this would be revealed in the future and it would do him no good to retell the story with only a partial understanding.

The voice is refreshing and free-spirited, without any hostility.

Chi Yu finally came running, and Ling was relieved to see that the dust had settled and nothing happened.

Ling Dengxian saw the four injured people behind the patriot and couldn't help but remain silent.

The Patriot briefly explained the situation, blurring out why Blood Demon was defeated.

"They all did it for you, more or less."

Ling Dengxian groaned in silence, then looked at Chi Yu and gave her a harmless smile: "Little Chi Yu, I'll leave it to you today."

Xuanlang looked at the several people who had fainted on the ground, and when he looked at Ling Dengxian's face, he felt that he deserved a beating.