Chapter 8 Crimson Awakening
The secret alley is silent.
On several tall street lamp poles, the blue-white flames of the gas lamp solidified.
In the sky above the alley, countless crystal clear raindrops were suspended in the air. There was an inexplicable force acting on these raindrops. Each raindrop was rotating rapidly, and at the same time, irregularly up, down, left and right, oscillating within a very small range.
Joe closed his eyes, his right arm was like a spear, piercing through the shadow's chest.
Black Shadow's body was empty and cold, and a biting evil and cold breath surged out from his body, trying to invade Wu Tie's arm.
A bloody flame burned and rotated rapidly, and invisible waves spread out in all directions, solidifying the light flames and hovering the raindrops, causing countless raindrops to rotate and shake.
A thunder passed by the sky, and Qiao suddenly opened his eyes with a loud noise.
His eyes were blushing, and a strong majesty that was never mortal, flowed out from his eyes. In the middle of his pupils, two red lights could be seen faintly.
Looking closer, the two red lights were clearly a magic circle composed of three concentric circles surrounding a hexagram.
The six-pointed star slowly rotated, and a blood-colored flame on Qiao's right arm, which was as thin as smoke, burned silently. The blood-colored flame invaded the black shadow's body, and the biting evil and cold breath in his body suddenly disappeared.
"Friend...Friend the One." The black shadow wearing a round hat made an incredible moan as if he was a ghost.
His body twitched violently, trying to pull his body away from Joe's arm.
Joe clenched his fists.
The blood flame on his arms was surging harder, and a 'hissing' sound came from the black shadow's body, and white smoke was sprayed out from his pores. The twitching of the black shadow's body became more and more violent. A miserable green light flashed in his eyes, and he screamed at the top of his lungs: "This is not fair..."
Qiao took a deep breath.
The alley was covered with blood, full of broken limbs and broken arms. The short and bloody battle allowed strands of evil spirits that were as solid as the whole alley.
This kind of evil spirit cannot be seen by ordinary people.
In Qiao's eyes, the three-round six-pointed magic circle slowly rotated, and wherever his eyes passed, strands of scarlet evil spirit were clearly visible.
He took a deep breath of intoxication, and these scarlet auras that were born from battle and death were scattered into his mouth and nose in a thread.
Qiao's crushed ribs made a "crack" sound, and the bones quickly returned to their original position and began to heal quickly.
He stretched out his left arm, grabbed the pointed iron rod that was pierced on his chest, and slowly pulled out the iron rod more than three feet long from his body bit by bit.
Blood splattered, Qiao held the iron rod tightly in his left hand, and the transparent hole as thick as an adult's arm on his chest was squirming rapidly. In just a few breaths, the wound disappeared without a trace.
The scarlet evil spirit in the alley disappeared.
Qiao Feihong's eyes stared at the dark shadow's green eyes, and suddenly grinned: "Blasphemer, you are guilty!"
The black shadow kept struggling, but his struggle was of no use.
The bloody flame on Joe's arm burned his body.
What's even more terrifying is that the blood flame is filled with a terrible devouring force, like a vortex, firmly sucking the black shadow on Qiao's arm. No matter how hard he struggles, he can never get rid of Qiao's confinement.
"In the name of Crimson, all those who offend Crimson will be nothingness." Joe grinned.
The black shadow roared, and the cloak on his body began to stir wildly. Tens of thousands of moths with faint phosphorescence flew out from under his cloak. The moths flapped their wings violently, and countless phosphorescent powders were falling. The moths made sharp "hissing" sounds and rushed towards Qiao overwhelmed.
A thin layer of blood flame rose on Qiao's body.
The moths encountered blood inflammation, and their bodies burned quickly and disappeared in the blood inflammation.
Straws of extremely thin scarlet evil spirit flew out from the burning moth, wrapped around Qiao, and then slowly spread around.
The black shadow screamed: "Mad Tu, save me... If I die, think about your punishment."
Wu Tie and Heiying confronted each other for a long time, and Kuang Tu was actually using a scimitar to slash the war horses and policemen. In just a few breaths, Kuang Tu no longer knew how many knives he had slashed, and there was no sign of the formed limbs on the ground.
Hearing the black shadow's scream, Kuangtu slowly turned around, his fat, bloated, ugly face squirming, revealing an extremely ugly smile.
"The Corrosion Spirit... the little rookie, crispy." Kuangtu grinned wildly.
The white smoke coming out of the black shadow's body gradually became thicker, and his body was squeaking and clearly saw his body shrinking.
He hissed and roared: "Save me, and don't desecrate the supreme corrupt spirit! May my little babies eat your head!"
Kuangtu continued to grin, then he hissed and rushed towards Qiao frantically with two scimitars.
Qiao didn't even look at Kuang Tu. At this moment, he was in an inexplicable state.
He looked at the shadow and smiled in a low voice: "If you enter war, you will belong to war. If you create death, you will eventually die. In the name of Crimson, you... belong to Crimson."
Blood flames wrapped around the shadows.
The black shadow shrank rapidly in the burning of blood flames. He roared and roared, greeting Joe in the most filthy and vicious words in the world. A large piece of white smoke was sprayed out from his body, and he was about to burn to ashes by blood flames.
In the black shadow's right hand, the black piccolo that he had been holding tightly was broken by him.
A biting cold wind rolled up flat, two tattered black wings flashed by, and the black shadow's body burned to ashes. A hoarse voice drifted away rapidly with the cold wind. In the distance, at the end of the Tsing Lane, a hoarse curse sound came.
"I will come back... May your bones, your flesh, your soul, eventually corrode, eventually fall."
"I... remember you."
Qiao shook his hands and looked back at the end of the Tsukui Lane.
Kuang Tu had already rushed to him and slashed two scimitars up and down.
Qiao looked at Kuang Tu with a expressionless face. The bloody flame in his heart was getting bigger and bigger. It was originally the size of a fist, but now it has become the size of a bowl.
The blood flame was spinning rapidly, and within the area covered by the blood flame, Qiao's body turned translucent.
Through the blood flame, you can vaguely see a space near Qiao's heart that seems real but seems illusory, slowly opening.
The flesh and blood on Qiao's body was squirming violently, and the bloody flame near his heart crazily swallowed the blood in his body, and then waves of powerful forces continued to rush throughout his body as the heart beat.
Qiao's bloated body was shrinking, and blurred muscle outlines appeared on his body.
The scimitar slashed over, and Qiao swept across the iron rod with his left hand. With a loud bang, the iron rod and the scimitar collided together. The iron rod as thick as an arm was easily cut off by the scimitar. The scimitar brushed across Qiao's body, leaving two deep wounds between his chest and abdomen.
The wound almost cut off Joe's body.
Qiao took a deep breath instinctively, and the scarlet evil aura in the air rolled towards Qiao.
Qiao smiled, he threw down half of the iron rod, and his fists were straight out, slamming heavily on Kuang Tu's body. The wound on Qiao's body rolled and healed in the blink of an eye. A powerful force burst out from his fist, and Kuang Tu's body trembled violently. His huge body was so unstable that he was unable to stand behind and took several steps backwards.
"Strength...Sea!" Kuangtu muttered vaguely: "But, it's still a rookie. The strength of the body is crisp!"
Kuang Tu took a deep breath, and his raised belly sank violently. He waved his hands, and a dark cold light flashed across the two large scimitars more than four feet long, and a three-inch sword light spewed out from the blade.
"Diet, little rookie!" Kuang Tu roared, waved his hands forward, and two dark sword lights flew out, slashing straight towards Qiao with a harsh roar.
Qiao was in an inexplicable state, and his mind was filled with some great, magnificent, indescribable, and indescribable "objective existence".
Two sword lights hit him, and his body remained motionless.
The sword light slashed heavily on his body, piercing through his upper body, cutting off countless bones, almost tearing all the internal organs in his body, and then the heavy force took him back.
"In the name of Crimson Red, there is war in the world, and I will last forever."
"In the name of Crimson, death exists in the world, and I will last forever."
"In the name of Crimson, all fears, all chaos, all ominous disasters, as long as they exist, I will last forever."
The scarlet evil spirit that ordinary people cannot see with their naked eyes continued to inject into Qiao's body. He muttered in a low voice, and the two terrifying wounds that almost tore his body into pieces healed in a very short time.
More scarlet evil spirits gathered here from the surrounding areas of Tsing Alley, from the direction of pink mermaids, from the far and near Swordfish Street and other street alleys.
The scarlet evil spirit continued to inject into Qiao's body. The bloody inflammation of his chest, the size of a bowl, had expanded to the size of a basin, almost covering his entire chest.
Power, unprecedented powerful force, filled the whole body, and the flesh and blood of Qiao's body was tense. On him, there were actually muscles with clear outlines and clear lines, just like steel sculptures!
The great Mu Zai Shang, ‘muscle bumps’, which in the past was completely impossible to have any connection with Joe.
The rich scarlet evil spirit wrapped around Joe.
Crimson blood flames burned all over his body.
In the bloody flames, Qiao's low voice sounded: "I'm scarlet."
The raindrops floating all over the sky roared and fell, making the ground 'rattle'.
Qiao rushed out in one step, and his body pulled a long white mark in the rain. He rushed to Kuangtu in one step, and then punched him on his chest.
With a loud bang, it seemed to be hit by the shell of the giant "Thor" cannon, and its huge body exploded.
The blood flame gradually faded, Qiao stood in the heavy rain, and his muscles slowly disappeared, turning into big white fat again.
"I'm scarlet."
Qiao murmured in a low voice, and then he followed his instinct and ran wildly away from the Tsing Alley, crossed Feiyu Street, broke into Chimney Alley, and came to the gate of the Help Garden where Chimney Alley and Cang Tank Alley. He was exhausted and had a severe pain all over his body, then he shouted at the top of his throat.
"Help, help! I've killed someone, killed someone!"
Several figures of extremely fast figures, far faster than those of the previous beauties of red dress, young beards and Kuang Tu, appeared in the distance. They quickly shuttled through the rain curtain, and rushed to Qiao in a few flashes.
"Young Master!"
"Young Master!"
The crazy dog barking approached rapidly, and noisy sounds kept ringing.
"I found the young master, I found the young master!"
"The kind Muteste is above, the young master is unharmed!"
Joe heard a lot of familiar voices.
Chapter completed!