Almon had a premonition of danger so why was she still uneasy then, even though she had escaped from the Bay of Pigs with Fang Yuan?—it was because she brought the danger with her and it had been hiding by her side!
Peter!
That small weak boy that had deathly-pale skin, who had fallen ill and couldn’t go out under the sunlight, was the source of the danger!
Rayne was shocked by Almon’s shout but out of habit wrapped both his hands around Peter.
Creak! Creak!
This little boy, Peter, was, however, expressionless and suddenly opened his mouth wide. A tentacle stretched out from within!
The Voodoo Corpse’s tentacle split into two after it stretched out. It was like a large mouth with nurous fangs that could completely bite Rayne’s head off!
"Noooooo!" Almon scread as tears subconsciously stread down her cheeks.
"As expected, sothing was wrong!"
At the exact mont that the tentacle was about to touch Rayne, Fang Yuan moved into action.
Like a shooting star, Starry Night bolted upright into its forbidding mouth at the critical mont. "Demon Snake Kill!"
A silver glow glimred in the sky, and a swing caused half of the tentacle to drop onto the floor. A greenish-yellow fluid that seed to be blood gushed out of it.
"Ah!"
At that mont, the other children scread after they had sowhat realized what had happened.
"Interesting!" Fang Yuan looked at Peter in front of him, his eyes emitted a golden glow. "Infected? Or is it a parasite?"
Although the rumors about Voodoo Corpses said that it was a descendant born from an Evil Demon corpse, it also had its own ability to reproduce.
This brat here had obviously been turned into a young Voodoo Corpse!
"How is this possible?" Almon, who was badly shocked, almost fell to the ground as her legs wobbled. "Peter... was long dead? Is this a monster that used his skin?"
"If you want to understand it that way, sure!" Fang Yuan nodded his head. His interest in Almon had increased yet again.
Clearly, the Voodoo Corpse had its own instincts despite being a trap placed intentionally by people.
By hunting higher class food, it would be able to have better blood!
It had spied on Almon several tis previously and even placed a parasite in the kid at her side in order to achieve this goal!
"It must be for the better blood!" Fang Yuan said in his heart. Hence, Almon’s outstanding danger sense could also be explained.
"Only... her blood is considered recessive. Neither I nor the Voodoo Corpse can confirm it at first glance... did it co from an Evil Demon?"
Voodoo Corpses had high-class blood. If it was spying on blood, it would naturally be from the Evil Demons themselves.
Even the elites in Master clans could hardly inherit the blood of Evil Demons. Too strong a power would make it difficult to give birth to offsprings. Even if they were able to, they would be born as a monster. Moreover, if it was between two Evil Demons, it would be extrely difficult to reproduce, either that, or they could only give birth to demons.
It ought to be said that Almon’s existence was definitely a miracle!
"Eat... I’ll eat you!" The broken, half tentacle retreated back, and Peter’s original eyes beca blood red, looking at Almon with greed.
But, suddenly, the red glow from his right eye disappeared and beca a normal human’s eye. "Sister... run away..."
"Peter..." Almon was shocked. "Peter’s still in there?!"
"Even if he is, he won’t be able to be there for long. A person’s will cannot be compared to a demon. Even more so for a child!" Fang Yuan struck back without hesitation.
That large mountain of at was definitely an A-grade mission that he wouldn’t be able to deal with currently.
However, this parasite body had no fighting power. Furthermore, there was sothing wrong with the opponent’s state.
Roar! Roar!
At that mont, the struggle that was shown on Peter’s face vanished completely, and he suddenly let out a beastly roar. He beca a black shadow and pounced towards him viciously.
"Morning Stars Swordsmanship—Old Moon!"
As if he was dancing, Fang Yuan’s body beca a dancing butterfly while the Starry Night in his hand drew an arc.
Poof!
With a strike, a small arm flew in the air, bringing with it a large amount of blood.
Others scread in shock, but Peter was indifferent. A thicker tentacle grew out of the wounded area and like an iron whip, it curled towards Fang Yuan.
"The life force of a Voodoo Corpse... is so troubleso!"
Fang Yuan moved to avoid it and poured a large amount of dicant alcohol on his sword’s blade.
"Ah... Sister, my hand hurts..."
At the scene, the skin half-kneeled on the ground, its face filled with agony. However, the tentacle on its right arm kept increasing in size and thickness... As if there was no limit, it beca a mad coil.
Kaboom!
The ground vibrated, and everything in the surrounding area, as if it was attacked, was destroyed. The ground cracked open as if a typhoon had gone past.
Such terrifying strength, as expected from sothing with high-class blood!
"You must be tired of living!" Fang Yuan shouted in frustration and charged forward. "Morning Stars Swordsmanship—Demon Snake Kill!"
Zap! Zap!
The large tentacle was chopped into several pieces and fell to the ground. He then charged into the defensive circle and went in front of Peter. "Die!"
Facing the Secret Silver sword, Peter showed a relieved smile instead. "Kill ! I don’t want to kill any humans, especially Sister Almon..."
"It actually defeated the Voodoo Corpse’s strong desire? Unbelievable..." Fang Yuan felt extrely weirded-out.
If it were him, even the Evil Demon King would be unable to move his will, but what cultivation did he have? The Peter in front of him was only a small child!
"An average human that’s able to defeat the desire and will of a Voodoo Corpse—its as though an ant defeated a dragon..." Fang Yuan’s interest increased as he thought of sothing, "Using an analogy... with the help of my own will, I was able to refine my elental force!"
"No... Don’t!"
At this mont, Almon flew into the battleground and held onto Peter. "Mr. Demon Hunter... Peter is a good child, he can still be saved. Please! Please don’t kill him!"
"Sister..." Peter laughed with a hoarse voice and used his undamaged left hand to stroke Almon’s hair. "Don’t be sad..."
"Peter!" Rayne walked over as well. "... I won’t bla you. Carry on, you’ll only beco uglier. But I’ll still continue to be friends with you."
"Thank... Thank you!" Tears flowed down from Peter’s eyes, and suddenly, he fainted.
Swoosh!
His wrecked right arm retracted back at once and beca a fair and thin little boy’s arm.
"He suppressed the... evil!" Fang Yuan muttered, and a thought flashed across his mind. "There really is value in researching this!"
Kaboom!
At that mont, a fiery glow lit up the sky, the flas burning aggressively and swallowing everything to its heart content within the Bay of Pigs.
"The Demon Hunters’ preventive operation has failed?" Fang Yuan beca solemn upon witnessing the scene.
Along with the raging flas and the large number of offerings, the presence of Evil Demons spread within the Bay of Pigs as a large dinsion door appeared.
Behind the door was an extrely terrifying, tall, and sturdy body, materializing as ti went by.
Flaming Evil Demon—Seth!
"Demon Hunters... feel fear and desperation!"
A sound similar to a heat storm was suddenly heard from the depths of people’s hearts.
An average brat like Rayne fainted with fear and collapsed.
Ordinary human beings would have no power to go against the Evil Demon. Even gazing at the Evil Demon would bring terror upon them, it was useless to try to push people forward to fight!
"As expected from an Evil Demon, a target of an S-grade mission!" Fang Yuan leaned on his sword but didn’t feel anything. "On the other hand... isn’t this brat the one that tried to lure into degeneration? I should leave first!"
Although he wasn’t afraid of the Evil Demon’s deanor, it didn’t an that he could win against it.
Based on his ability now, he was bound to lose if he were to go against the best dark blood, the son of the Mother of Reproduction.
"It’s you!!!"
However, the Evil Demon, who was going through the dinsion door suddenly looked at Fang Yuan, roared, and threw a ball of fla.
"Under the great master’s command, I must kill you!"
Whoosh!
Among the raging flas, a demon, wrapped with flas, landed upright in front of Fang Yuan. Its body looked like a burning corpse with sharp claws and fangs.
"Fire-practicing Demon!" Fang Yuan saw it and felt troubled at once. "An Evil Demon that holds such a grudge... and with sensitive observation skills! It really is you who was staring into the abyss while the abyss was staring at you!"
Fire-practising Demon also had high-class blood, a direct relative of the Evil Demon.
They specialized in various kinds of fla demonic techniques, and their attacks and damage were very strong.
However, they had their own weaknesses as they still weren’t the best. This type of Fire-practising Demon was like a sorcerer of the Night Family Clan; its body was weaker and didn’t have terrifying resurrection and recovery abilities, unlike the Voodoo Corpses.
"Die!"
Many ssages appeared in his head, and, at that mont, Fang Yuan made a decision and leaped forward.
At this mont, it was suicide to distance himself from the demon. The only way to survive was to kill this Fire-practising Demon directly!
"Flaming Hands!"
The Fire-practising Demon pushed its hands forward. A fan-shaped fire appeared in front of it. Its scorching hot temperature spread out, to the point that hair would begin to curl just by being close to it.
"Morning Stars Swordsmanship—Old Moon Slash!"
Fang Yuan slashed with his sword, and a terrifying power actually ford a vigorous wind, which then created a pathway among the sea of flas to the front of the Fire-practising Demon.
"Resisting Ring of Fire!"
However, the Fire-practising Demon roared, and a ring of fire appeared around its body. It had a suppressive power, which ford a stable barrier.
After all, its body was weak, naturally, it would thus have a way to keep itself alive.
"Human-kind... Eliminate all..."
The Fire-practising Demon roared, the surrounding flas beca wild as five enormous fireballs appeared.
Zap! Zap!
At that mont, an iron whip-like tentacle viciously crashed into the raging flas. Even if it was burned quickly, it healed quickly as well, and, in a short amount of ti, the fireball withdrew quickly and exploded.
"You can’t..." Peter stood up, staggering, his right arm transford into a large tentacle again as he shouted loudly, "you’re not allowed to harm Sister Almon!"
"Good job!"
Fang Yuan laughed loudly and used the tentacle as a shield to break into the ring of fire. His sword glowed with a piercing light. "Die!"
A silver light flashed!
The head of the Fire-practising Demon rolled onto the ground imdiately.
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