Chapter 182 The Undead
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The long sword wiped the soft skin on his neck and penetrated deeply into the soil.
Langren looked at the child who was scared and cried under him, and his eyes were full of doubt.
I saw a neck ring on the girl's neck, with two fingers wide. There was a zipper-like opening on the side where Lang Ren was about to insert his sword. A long scar could be seen from the gap. A sharp blade was welded under the connector, which had penetrated into the flesh.
Langren could tell at a glance that this was a manual bloodletting device. As long as the connector is pulled, the sharp blade will cut her neck through the gap of the neck ring, and look at the scars under the gap. This device has been used.
More than once.
The girl was still shouting, Lang Ren was a little annoyed.
"Shut up."
He was very tired and wanted to take a breath when he said these two words.
When the girl heard Lang Ren talking, she covered her mouth tremblingly, and tears could not stop gushing out of her eyes.
Seeing that the other party was very obedient, Lang Ren's murderous intent became weaker.
"What are you doing here?"
After the little girl realized that this skinny and hideous creature was a human, she quickly answered.
"Quick...escape, hide."
It seems that she hasn't spoken for a long time, and the girl is a little confused.
"How old?"
"Silk...Si"
Twelve years old?
Suddenly, the severe pain in his right arm was sensed by his brain. Lang Ren let out the sword with a muffled groan, fell to the side of the girl, and cold sweat began to appear on his pale face.
The long sword was stuck on the ground, and the girl's restraint was gone.
The picture inside his eyes shaking, and he began to feel the existence of his body. The black tide slowly covered the center from the field of vision.
Langren suddenly realized that he had to pay the price for his hesitation.
‘Will hesitate......?’
The girl stood up in confusion and looked at Lang Ren, whose eyes were gradually becoming lost, and was a little at a loss.
She was quite familiar with Lang Ren's appearance at this time, and she was about to leave this world.
Her understanding of the concept of death knew that if the other party was allowed to do so, it would not take long before he would become a piece of meat that would not move.
The girl who realized this showed an envious look in her eyes. She knelt down and crawled to Langren's head, held up Langren's head and placed it on her legs, with her face facing upwards.
During this journey, she never looked at the sword from beginning to end.
‘What is she going to do?’
Lang Ren's pupils slowly spread. In the blurry field of view, the girl put her neck on top of his mouth, pinched the connector with one hand, and pulled it away with force.
With a puff, the warm and fishy blood sensation poured out, pouring on Lang Ren's mouth, mostly following the esophagus that entered his throat.
It only lasted for about three seconds, and the gushing blood slowed down visible to the naked eye, and finally stopped bleeding.
The wound on the girl's neck has been completely healed.
'This is--'
The fishy and sweet blood was swallowed, and a hot vitality surged out of Langren's stomach, passing through the mucosa of his internal organs and entering the blood vessels, and then rushing to his limbs and bones.
The girl didn't know if it was enough, so she grabbed the zipper and pulled it back to the original direction. The double-edged blade cut the wound again, and blood splashed on Lang Ren's lips again.
He is now like a desert traveler who has been with nectar for a long time, swallowing the warm blood fountain to escape him from the rain and dew of death.
Just as the girl was about to pull the fifth time, Lang Ren raised his hand and grabbed her arm.
"Drink...can't drink anymore..."
The strong vitality rushes in the body, and the exposed wounds on the body are slowly healing, and the most painful right arm also shows signs of improvement.
With some strength in his body, Lang Ren sat up and held his right arm, gritted his teeth and pulled the broken arm bone back to his original position, causing his scalp to become numb.
"Status: Rapid recovery (overtreatment)."
Because Lang Ren's physical condition was outrageously poor at this time, he was easily injured but recovered quickly. After a while, his injury was almost repaired by the vitality in his body, and only his right arm was left with a faint pain.
"What kind of mentality do you have? I just wanted to kill you."
Langren asked in confusion.
"I...I know."
"Then you save me?"
"You... don't want to die. I have the ability to help you. Just now you wanted to kill me, just to save yourself."
The girl's words gradually became smoother and her words became clearer.
Langren tilted his head, didn't understand the other party's ideas, and stood up speechlessly.
"What do you want me to do for you?"
The girl just said that she was running away, so she might save him for his ability to help her escape.
The girl was stunned for a moment, sat on the ground and stared at Lang Ren's thin face.
After a while, she seemed to think of something, and knelt down and leaned down in a pleading position.
"I want to ask you to kill me."
Langren looked at the other person's head and looked at the child.
She is thin, but very healthy. She just poured several liters of blood into Langren. If she was a normal psychic, she had already suffered ischemia and shock or even lost her life, but the girl's face did not turn white.
"Then I'll give it a try?"
Langren walked up to the girl and looked at her eyes, with fear, expectation and no regrets about the unknown.
It seems that I really want to die.
‘Is it because of the characteristics of vigorous vitality? It has been treated as a renewable potion by some people, and their bodies are also kept in recovery, and there will be no problem with large amounts of bleeding...’
Since it is a characteristic, he may have a way.
Langren raised his dark left hand and pressed it on the other party's head.
Feature capture!
Tiny tentacles pierced into the girl's brain, and in just a few seconds, she absorbed her brain, leaving behind an empty skull.
After waiting for a few seconds, Langren suddenly withdrew his hand and looked at his hand in surprise.
"Talent acquisition failed, the target has no characteristics."
How is this possible?
In Langren's eyes, the girl who had originally had empty brains slowly recovered until her eyes looked at Langren were full of curiosity.
Her brain tissue has been completely restored!? Not even lost memory!
"So many, many things, after they came to me and touched me, they all retracted. What is that?"
Langren looked at the girl and couldn't speak for a moment.
How is this possible?
In this world where everyone comes from a human being, there are actually people who don’t have the ability??
Then what is her recovery?
Langren suddenly appeared in the Yellow Spring Knife, and the red miasma gushed out, cutting off the girl's head from her temple with one knife.
Looking at the Tianling Gallery and brain tissue that fell on the ground, Lang Ren thought that he should die this time.
It seemed that after a little longer, the tissue stained with dirt on the ground was suspended, and the stains on it were completely dissolved in front of Lang Ren's face, and then they were glued back to half of the girl's head.
"this???"
Lang Ren took a step back and could hardly believe the scene in front of him.
The fully recovered girl looked at Langren, and a shining hope appeared in her eyes.
"It's death, is that the feeling of death?"
The girl seemed to suddenly understand the meaning of death.
The knife in Langren's hand dissipated, and he lowered his head and said to the girl: "I'm sorry, I can't seem to kill you either."
"Yes! There is a chance! The feeling I just felt from that knife, I felt death."
The girl pulled the rag on Langren's body, as excited as if she had seen the sunshine in the eternal night.
"But what I can do now is just to make you feel death, and it cannot make you truly die."
"Will that be possible in the future?"
Langren didn't say anything.
Chapter completed!