Chapter 562: Chapter 299: Huge Gains, Brian Loses His Virginity
That was a very vague mory.
Like looking through a gauzy veil, it seed to be a fleeting glimpse from within a dream.
Brian could now only rember the contours of a Moon, its infinite blood-colored brilliance emanating from the pitch-black void, as if the light leaked from a great door to another dinsion had opened, reflecting the strange phenona on the far side of the Moon.
“Not a door, but a crack…
It’s a crack between spaces…
It wasn’t the Blood Moon itself but the aftermath, the residual blood-colored brilliance from another space tainted our world…”
Brian still felt sowhat spiritually bewildered.
He felt very tired now, like those addicts high on drugs, dizzy, his consciousness void, as if floating amidst the clouds, leaving only a sliver of instinct to spread his arms, unleashing countless streams of green mist, eroding all life within a kiloter’s radius..
This toxic fog, corrosive to flesh and blood, was now undergoing a bizarre transformation.
It seed to gain a semblance of life, as if alive, devouring all life before Brian’s remaining instinctual consciousness, not sparing even the rocks and stones that were difficult to touch before, rcilessly eroding them.
Whether rocks or timber, as the green mist weaved in and out, everything lted into a liquid substance of unknown composition.
From the center of Brian’s body, accompanied by the rampant activity of the green mist, a concave pit gradually ford around the creek, and the range was growing larger…
At the sa ti.
Brian’s consciousness once again sank into decline.
He felt as though he was brought back to the night of his first encounter with the Blood Moon, with countless chaotic and bloody images assaulting his reason, even the host mories from his past obsessions taking the chance to erupt into chaos, rging with them, turning into giant hands from Hell, attempting to drag Brian’s consciousness down into Hell to be consud with them.
He was like a small boat constantly battered by storms on the open ocean.
Brian struggled to navigate through the storm, his blurred will being eroded and weakened.
He was close to being subrged.
His remaining reason roared, “I’ll cut you all down!”
Boom~
A large amount of scalding blood slowly flowed from Brian’s seven orifices.
At the sa ti.
An intense burst of pheromones erupted from his body.
It was ‘the realm’: with a heart like a knife, ‘Cuts Through Anything,’ the extre path of the blade!
Who knows how long had passed.
An area resembling a bite taken from an endless forest or a crater left behind by a teorite impact centered nearby, the stream had now accumulated into a small lake.
A figure with huge bat wings lay motionless, floating on the water’s surface.
It was entirely black, tall and proportionate, with streamlined muscular contours covered by a layer of scale-like keratin, and without restraint, powerful and brutal pheromones ceaselessly radiated outward, instilling a disturbing unease in living beings, so that the insects and reptiles that had survived the sudden green mist disaster began fleeing this area in madness.
Puchi Puchi~
Just then, a blur approached rapidly from a distance.
A hurricane howled, sweeping up scattered leaves from the ground.
Sensing sothing,
the blur drastically slowed down a few hundred ters from the pit, revealing its form.
It was actually a voluptuous and tall woman with long silver hair, wearing a simple leather outfit, her exposed muscles explosive.
The woman’s face was exquisite with cold blue eyes.
She stood atop a tall tree, her head swiveling, her nose twitching nervously, “Damn it, there’s the pheromone of so strong creature everywhere, such potent male pheromones… I never heard about any powerful creatures on the border, what is Kokuvi doing here?”
Elsa Bryan felt both restless and sowhat entranced as she breathed in the surrounding air.
Kokuvi was her younger brother.
This fool had chosen to run away from ho, not minding the family’s arrangents, deliberately traveling by water, making her waste a lot of ti tracking him.
Not far ahead, she finally slled her brother’s scent.
It was fresh blood and remnants of viscera.
The sll was very fresh.
This ant her brother had been injured, and no more than twelve hours had passed.
Anxious,
she quickly continued the pursuit, eventually drawing near.
Watching countless insects and venomous creatures burrow from the pile of leaves underfoot, fleeing the vicinity in madness, and hearing no sounds of birds or beasts within several hundred ters, Elsa’s eyes flickered with unease.
The aggression of the pheromones in the air was too strong, brutal, bloodthirsty, full of scorn and destruction for life.
rely inhaling it, Elsa felt a fear and resistance arising from her spirit.
Even the pheromones of the strongest Second Rank life in her family couldn’t match it when they were enraged.
This was an individual stronger than a Second Rank life… Ah, a male individual!
Elsa was now conflicted.
She wanted to turn and flee, yet she worried her sentintal fool of a brother might be ahead, and at the sa ti, her body instinctively secreted certain pheromones, pushing her to keep moving forward out of her control…
Elsa was not very old either.
She was actually only 19 this year, lucky to have inherited the talent from her father, and after reaching adulthood, she beca a First Rank life.
This gave her more freedom, without the rush to be sent to serve in the Canadian official organizations.
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