Free Web NovelChapter 1183: Chapter 1183: Delacuri’s Methods
Pei Yan looked in the direction of the voice and discovered that the speaker was none other than Long Taichu, who was engaged in a fierce battle with Delacuri. He then glanced around to see the beast race clan leader from the Magic Plane appearing quite composed, but the clan leaders of the Daoist Plane looked sorrowful and outraged, seemingly eager to swallow Bai Ze alive for using such an artifact.
It seems this Divine Artifact has some connection with the Daoist Race, but Pei Yan remains unaware of the specifics. Meanwhile, Bai Ze, who has managed to fend off Saraf’s blow using this artifact, clearly understands the consequences of wielding it, and hastily retreats while loudly calling, "Mr. Delacuri, reinforcements are on the way to lend me a hand for a joint withdrawal!"
"Alright! I hope what you say is true." Delacuri took advantage of the moment when Long Taichu’s attention shifted to Bai Ze, withdrew from the battle zone, flew into the air over the army clash, and spread his arms to activate the Blood Race Secret Technique within him. Moments later, a drop of blood slowly seeped from the tip of each finger of his hands.
On this battlefield where fierce battles rage, and blood floods like rivers, the ten drops of blood falling from the sky seem insignificant, yet when these drops sink into the battlefield, they stir up monstrous waves!
Some of the blood seeps into the ground, merging with the soil already soaked in blood, causing a blood spring to erupt from the earth and spread outward, while others directly fall onto humans. Those Red Armored Warriors known for their strong physiques and high defense crumble like paper in front of this drop of blood, penetrated from top to bottom upon contact, collapsing onto the ground and transforming into a pool of blood, merging with the blood spring from the surface.
"Uh~ Ah!"
"Oh my god! What is this, my body! My body is melting!"
"Run quickly, the blood emerging from the ground is strange!"
"Delacuri, what are you doing! Damn Blood Race!"
Delacuri’s attack spared neither friend nor foe; it’s as if he intentionally dripped his blood onto his own faction. The Red Armored Warriors, whose self-awareness can be stripped away, have no complaints, but the surrounded Dark Race isn’t willing to die in vain. Seeing the blood spring from the earth increasing, even a slight contamination would swiftly corrode the contacted area, which in turn would spread throughout the body, causing the entire person to burst into a bloody mess and merge with other blood to continue spreading.
The powerful can suppress the spread of this blood within their bodies using vigor, and those with the resolve to sever corrupted parts might have a chance to survive. Under this eerie ability’s corrosion, cries and curses of despair filled the battlefield. Unwilling to perish, the Dark Race army fought desperately to break out, but the myriad Dragon Realm forces proved formidable, and the embattled soldiers of the Dark Race, eroded from within by the Sea of Blood and assaulted externally by foes, were gradually exterminated.
"Delacuri! What are you doing!" Seeing his subordinates fall one by one, Fafnir could no longer hold back and charged forward to berate Delacuri.
"Didn’t you hear Mr. Bai Ze request my assistance?" Delacuri looked at Fafnir with disdain as if watching an idiot.
"I’m asking why you targeted your own people. If you possess such a skill, why not unleash it upon the enemy!" Fafnir pressed on with questioning.
"Even though I have no desire to explain this to a fool like you, considering we might still collaborate in the future, I’ll reluctantly explain my reasoning: I want my blood poison to reach maximum potency in the shortest time, so the unified bloodline of the Red Armor Knight Corps is the best target."
With that, Delacuri waved a hand, causing the Sea of Blood below to churn. A colossal blood-colored humanoid lifeform rose up, and as the Sea of Blood fed on more life, the figure’s size continued to enlarge. Watching his creation with delight, Delacuri said smugly, "Just now, I asked your subordinates how they preferred to be handled, and Mr. Bai Ze advised abandonment. Didn’t you all agree? Whether they die by the hands of the enemy or fall at mine makes no difference. Using their deaths, I can annihilate more enemies, which is the best outcome for them."
"You dishonorable fool, our people can fall in battle, but that doesn’t mean they can be used as stepping stones by their own!" The questioning before his capture, the losses on the way here, and his subordinates’ sacrifices, all pushed Fafnir’s frayed nerves toward collapse, causing him to lose reason and roar at Delacuri furiously.
"Haha, as if you weren’t treating them as stepping stones when you abandoned them. Also, Fafnir..." With that, Delacuri’s expression darkened abruptly, his gaze murderous, muttering coldly, "I’m telling you all this considering we’re still allies. It’s not like you’re the true leader of the Dark Race. Even that old black dragon wouldn’t dare question my decisions before me. Mind your tone; you’ve exhausted your last chance to speak impudently in my presence."
A blushing Fafnir realized the person in front of him was notorious for vengeance and chose to calm down briefly, planning to withdraw from this perilous spot and consider the matter later.
As Delacuri declared, his blood poison surged in potency after consuming the Red Armor Knight Corps. Whenever it devoured a person, their flesh turned into part of the Sea of Blood. Thus, the ten drops of blood poison snowballed, transforming into an unstoppable raging Sea of Blood spreading outward. Now, with Blood Slaughter members and Dark Race soldiers reduced to almost nothing in the wake of the Sea of Blood and Dragon Realm army purge, the blood-colored giant rising from the Sea of Blood moved forth, stomping through the Dragon Realm forces, causing death with every encounter. He opened large gaps as tribal reinforcements scattered.
"Ah, the situation I feared the most has happened!" The Blood Race spells are remarkably sinister and threatening, most perilous to armies. With a moment’s lapse, the opponent seized the chance for a sneak attack. Long Taichu observed his subordinates relentless in attacking the blood-colored giant as his heart ached, and he loudly commanded, "All tribal reinforcements, distance yourselves from the Sea of Blood! Do not approach further, let it consume you and expand its reach. Dragon Race leaders and elders, come forth to join forces attacking this Blood Giant, swiftly destroy it to reduce our losses! The rest of the tribes, treat the wounded and retreat orderly from the battlefield!"
