Chapter 182?

Except for the five people standing here.

There are two people standing far away.

Standing in front was a cute boy who looked only seven or eight years old. He has tan smooth hair, white and tender, as if permeated with milk, as if he had never been in the sun, reminiscent of a doll. He was wearing a formal dress with a bow tie.

And behind him is an old man with a hunched body.

He looked unusually old - not the boy's grandfather, but great-grandfather level. The old man looked so old that he was half footed into the grave... as if he could never get up again if he fell. It would not be strange to die at any time.

What they have in common is that they both wear full-coverage gloves... and their pupils are the same bright red.

——It is a scarlet color that is very similar to the wine at the moment.

"Lord Barney, and Lord Jacob."

The saint's tone was gentle, and he nodded politely: "Meeting for the first time."

...This is the so-called "brother" with bloody hands?

Lin Yiyi was stunned.

Are these really a pair of biological brothers?

With such a huge age difference, even grandparents would feel wrong.

——Because even the grandparents, the age difference should not be so disparate.

And at the same time as the voice of "people who oppose oneself" fell.

There was another thunderous bang on Jiu'er's body.

The first sound of thunder evoked the [Blood Cup Mouth].

The second thunder sent them to this scarlet world.

And at the same time as the third thunder sounded.

The dark red sun in the sky began to drip blood.

Very thin bunches at first, then quickly start to thicken. The dark red "sun" is like a tilted bottle mouth at this moment, constantly downward... or in other words, something gushing out.

After that, Jiu'er's heart no longer made a thunderous sound.

She just raised her head and stared intently at the huge black sun in the sky. The eyes are empty dark red, like the [mouth of the cup] reflected in the bottom of her pupils.

If you look closely, the scarlet grassland where they are at the moment is not large.

Roughly the size of two football fields.

The dark red "blood" that flowed down did not seem to be much from a distance, but it fell on the ground like a waterfall, falling violently, splashing blood flowers mixed with white foam.

The viscous, citrus-scented plasma quickly sank to the ground.

And the saint's feet seemed to grow on the ground - he didn't move, and the blood that fell was flowing to him.

"[Forbidden Ritual: Heaven in a Cup]...As expected of you, Miss Warden."

The immature boy didn't panic when he saw this. He just chuckled and said, "It's the same method. I'm a little scared."

"But didn't you take the initiative to find it?"

Henry Worden didn't do anything directly, but had a friendly conversation with two "brothers" across from the river of blood.

But his words were not so friendly: "If you are afraid,

Shouldn't the two brothers be cuddling with each other while peeing their pants and yelling for mom? "

"There is no point in running away in front of you. After all, you are a monster that can steal all the desires of the other party by eating one person..."

The boy leisurely stared at the devastated saint, and his tone became vicious: "I don't know who you are now... how many percent are you yourself?"

"One thousand percent, it's all me."

The saint answered without any hesitation.

With the blood soaking the ground, he no longer hesitated.

He didn't even raise his hand-

In an instant, it was as if the whole world came to life.

From the blood that the saint's feet touched, countless thorny vines burst out, spreading over the sky and covering the two people on the opposite side.

When those vines approached them, half of them turned into sharp spears. The rest approached from all directions, as if to hold them in their hands.

The blood under the blood of the bloody brothers grabbed their legs and feet like water ghosts, clinging to their legs.

boom boom boom boom-

Although it looked like only soft and slender vines, when they turned into sharp spears and blasted away, they made a thunderous roar.

Hundreds of meters apart, the ground was still trembling.

It was only then that Lin Yiyi finally understood why the sage would throw the enemy so far away...

Otherwise, AOE alone may affect them.

"Give me your life, Barney!"

The boy made a childish, sharp voice.

The old man just nodded his head in submission, not thinking that there was any problem: "No problem, brother..."

Then, the rain of red spears fell.

The earth was bombarded to the point of collapse, and cracks visible to the naked eye emerged from all directions.

The blood-hand brothers were drowned out by the continuous bombardment at this moment.

——So the younger one is the older brother?

Lin Yiyi hugged her head and squatted on the ground, while such thoughts came to her mind.

She originally thought that she might be able to go up and help... but when she saw the saint release the first move at the beginning, she realized it.

- I may not be suitable for myself.

As if the whole world came alive.

From the depths of the earth, a fountain of blood gushed out.

A waterfall-like river of blood fell from the sky.

And all these bloods were controlled by Henry Worden-turned into any shape at will.

The scene where the 100,000 javelins were shot out was just the prelude.

This is enough to smash the attack of several of them together, but it is just a test for the bloody brothers.

An unknowable and invisible force forcibly tore the Rain of Red Spears apart from the middle - and at this time, they finally saw the blood-handed brother's posture.

I also learned what they meant by "give me your life" before.

They are truly the Fallen of the Golden Order - and that means total demonization.

I saw a few tentacles sticking out from the boy's neck, penetrating into the seven orifices of the old man behind him. And the boy's red eyes flashed brighter and brighter.

As he stretched out his right hand to the saint.

Countless hands of air appeared in the air.

Some are young like children, some are old like old people; some look like the hands of men, rough and powerful, and some are white and slender like women. It is precisely because of the surging river of blood that these air-made hands become clearly visible.

With just a glance, citalopram can see the curse and resentment in those "blood hands".

——It was the "hand" that was taken away after being killed by the Bloody Brothers.

Yes.

Their deformed part is not "blood"... but "hand".

The ability to take the "hand" of someone he killed...and to reproduce and control it using any medium.

Without warning, the ground beneath the saint's feet cracked.

The hands of the clay clasped his legs tightly—just as the Holy One did to them. And the hand that the air turned into, like steel, clamped the neck of the saint, and broke it in the blink of an eye.

However, the saint didn't care at all about his injuries.

He didn't even care about his broken neck and his calf crushed by the hand of sand.

Rather... at the same time as he was injured, the world was suddenly furious.

The action speed of the countless blood was suddenly increased several times - it was like driving three times the speed. The sudden acceleration without warning allowed the re-liquid to break through the defense line of the invisible hand.

Immediately they surged up and gathered high like waves.

He patted it from top to bottom - and the hands of air, like prayers, were placed in front of the waves, trying to split them in the middle.

The blood wave was directly cut in half.

But when it fell to the sides, countless sharp spears protruded from it. Like an ancient torture tool to smash the enemy from the inside——

And at the moment of approaching the enemy, like sharp teeth that close together, they suddenly merged and bit the two people in the middle!

In the blink of an eye, the sage firmly grasped the victory in a situation of one against two.

This is a battle that is completely beyond the imagination of players.

They understand.

Why are saints called "monsters"?

That is not a collection of swords.

It is an invincible monster that grows at will, specially designed to target the enemy... No head, no limbs, no bones, no internal organs. That is "random growth" beyond common sense.

It can become whatever it is convenient for - as long as the volume keeps increasing, it will eventually become an inextinguishable "phenomenon" such as hurricanes and tsunamis.

——This is the holy skeleton, the mighty power of [Sacrifice Flesh].

It's not so much a divine power... it's a cursed power.

Lin Yiyi also finally knew why the saint would let Jiu'er use a forbidden ritual to summon them to the realm of the "Heaven in the Cup".

If this blood river is in the outside world, I am afraid that eventually the entire city will be mixed in and become part of the blood river.

If one day, the desert can get life and come to life...probably this is what it looks like.