Global Demon Transformation.

Chapter 463 Demigods as Sacrifices

"Leave, or die!"

When He Jun said those words, Yun Tianqi and the others, who were injured and had lost their fighting ability, all looked at He Jun with shock and doubt in their eyes.

That's a very powerful statement!
It's very familiar to me!

Because Lin Feng said it was just a week ago!

However, this time it was He Jun who took the place!

They couldn't understand why Jun had the confidence and audacity to say that.
Everyone looked at the illusory figure behind her.

Is it thanks to this mysterious demon spirit?
This spirit is indeed very mysterious!
By offering sacrifices, the spirit master can gain power in return.

The ability to become stronger by killing is something they've never heard of before.

This demon not only replenishes its power, but also causes harm to anyone touched by He Jun after this mysterious phantom is summoned.

Those who are weak will become sacrifices and lose their lives.

But with He Jun's current strength, it's almost impossible for her to touch the nightmare before her.

Even if you manage to touch it, the damage will be limited.

This is also one of the reasons why He Jun did not participate in battles in the past.

No one knew why He Jun dared to speak up, but they admired her courage to stand up.

Ah Bing stared at He Jun with a complex expression, his fists clenched so tightly that his knuckles turned white.

He was not injured, and his soul power was not even depleted.

Because he didn't participate in the battle at all, and didn't even get close to the battlefield.

He watched helplessly as his teammates fell one by one, injured.

She's not even as good as a weak woman!

Even He Jun dared to stand up, but he hid in a corner like a coward. Despite having refined the blood-red scarecrow, he was still the same as before, a useless piece of trash.

"No, I'm not a piece of trash!"

Ah Bing muttered to himself, looking up at Lin Feng with endless madness in his eyes. His soul power trembled slightly within his soul sea.
"you are very funny."

Nightmare looked at He Jun and whispered, "These people all have to die, but you can live!"

He knew He Jun's abilities, but he knew they wouldn't harm him.

Because He Jun simply couldn't get close to him.

Even if we get close, what then?
"Leave, or die!"

Upon hearing that he could live, He Jun's expression remained unchanged, and he still spoke coldly.

She didn't want to die.

She still has a family; how will they be heartbroken if she dies?
Who can take good care of them?
She has grown up and is no longer the weak He Jun she used to be.

She has the ability to provide a better life for her family.

He Jun knew that this demon was after his abilities, but even if he could live, he would lose his freedom and be left only to eke out a living.

That was not the life she wanted.

Moreover, how could she watch her teammates die in front of her?

What's the point of living such a wretched existence?
"What can you do to me?"

Nightmare turned around and lightly lifted her foot to walk towards Bu Zheng.

Bu Zheng watched the approaching figure with an unusually calm expression.

He didn't have much time left to live; he was just waiting to die. It's just a pity for these children.
They were exceptionally talented and had a bright future ahead of them, but they could only perish here.

"I knew this day would come!"

Looking at the nightmare's back, He Jun became somewhat neurotic and laughed exaggeratedly.

Did you know this day would come?
Nightmare's eyes flickered slightly, but her steps did not stop.

"Lin Feng told me about your existence, about the possibility that you might take over his body, but neither of us expected that day to come so soon!"

He Jun continued talking to himself, his brow furrowed slightly, a bad feeling creeping into his heart.

He had now arrived in front of the marching troops.

"boom!"

Nightmare waved his hand, his dragon arm swung, and knocked away the whistling sword. He glanced in the direction of Yun Kai, then suddenly raised his five arms and brought them down with a thud, about to end Bu Zheng's life.

He doesn't like nonsense.

He was accustomed to using bloody killings to instill fear in his enemies and to make them aware of the fragility of life.

Just as Bu Zheng closed his eyes, awaiting death, Nightmare's body suddenly stiffened, and black curse marks appeared on his body.

Nightmare turned around and looked at He Jun, a hint of shock flashing in her eyes.

He looked down at the curse mark on his body, which was exactly the same as the one on He Jun's skin.

But why did He Jun manage to have the curse mark appear on his body?

"Are you scared?"

He Jun said with a smile.

The nightmare's gaze at that moment made her feel incredibly relieved.

"Lin Feng knew that one day you would possess his body, so the day he learned of my abilities, he began to think about how to deal with you."

As He Jun spoke, the curse marks on Nightmare's body increased, taking up most of his body, making his body increasingly stiff.

“Lin Feng told me that one day he would be possessed and out of control, and then he would offer him and you as sacrifices to me. He has already made preparations in advance, but you just don’t know it.”

He Jun's eyes were filled with madness at this moment.

Everyone stared blankly at He Jun, not knowing what to say. It turned out that Lin Feng had known this day would come all along and had told He Jun. However, they didn't know what to say about Lin Feng's idea.

too crazy!

That's absolutely insane!

No one knows what will happen; they don't know, and neither does the nightmare at this moment.

But he was clearly a little frightened, his dark eyes narrowing slightly.

Sacrifice oneself?
Although he transformed into a demon spirit through special means, he was still essentially the soul of a demigod.

Using demigods as sacrifices?
This was the most absurd and insane story he had ever heard.

But for some reason, he felt a sense of unease.

He didn't know how Lin Feng could have come up with such a whimsical idea.

He didn't know that Lin Feng's consciousness had already fallen asleep, so how should He Jun make the sacrifice?
However, the curse marks on his body do indicate that Lin Feng had a backup plan.

The demon spirit that He Jun refined was too mysterious, which was also the reason for his interest.

Sacrifice is a power possessed only by gods, and even they cannot predict what will happen.
His strength had not yet recovered, and he did not want to take that risk.

"You're too naive and too weak. Do you really think you can succeed?"

Nightmare asked calmly.

"Can you take a gamble?" He Jun said.

"I don't want to gamble. You can leave now, and I'll spare your lives."

Nightmare spoke slowly, and at the same time he gradually withdrew from the six-armed state and the demonic transformation state.

He has just gained his freedom; how could he possibly take such a risk?

It's just a pity that Lin Feng's identity can't be used anymore. "It can't be stopped; once it starts, it can't be stopped!"

He Jun laughed, but his laughter had a hint of neuroticism.

That was a last-ditch effort in a desperate situation, a desperate act of desperation, even if it meant being shattered to pieces and never being able to be reborn.

Nightmare remained calm and did not make any rash moves.

"Now, your only option is to bring Lin Feng's consciousness back. I have a contract with Lin Feng and cannot harm him. If it is you, then become my sacrifice!"

He Jun said with a smile, while the illusory figure behind him swayed slightly, emitting strong spiritual fluctuations.

He Jun could sense the illusory figure's excitement.

Clearly, it also sensed that this offering was different from the others.

Nightmare stood still, her eyes cold.

In order to survive, he gave up his demigod powers and used special means to transform his soul into a demon spirit.

He prepared for over five hundred years to be reborn as a human.

How could he possibly give up more than five hundred years of effort!
He's been exposed now, so it won't be so easy for him to take over Lin Feng's body next time.

Lin Feng might even commit suicide, taking him down with him.

He couldn't possibly do that.

But if he didn't do that, he might be sacrificed to that unknown being.

Nightmare never expected that he would face such a dilemma when he had an absolute advantage.

The atmosphere was very quiet at this moment.

Yun Kai and the others looked at He Jun and the phantom behind her with hope in their eyes.

Since Lin Feng has a backup plan, there is a possibility of success.

"If you're confident, then come on! If you fail, you'll all die!"

Nightmare chuckled softly.

As a demigod, how could he be so easily intimidated?

It's even less likely that I'll give up this body!

He did not believe that anyone could sacrifice themselves.

"Then come on!"

He Jun's eyes hardened, and she didn't waste any words. Her body trembled slightly, as if she was enduring the pain.

A black curse mark enveloped He Jun, making her look somewhat terrifying. When the curse mark appeared in her eyes, the phantom behind her suddenly dissipated and disappeared.

Before anyone could react, the phantom had already enveloped Nightmare completely.

Nightmare stared at the phantom outside his body, his gaze grave.

He had no time to dodge before the phantom enveloped him.

It was as if it existed within his body!

The moment he was enveloped, he could feel his soul power and spirit energy being stripped away, and even the flesh and blood under his skin being devoured.

As it devoured energy, the phantom continued to expand and grow larger, and its illusory surface became solid.

"Do you think you can eat this?"

Nightmare asked, and the next moment, gray mist reappeared.

The moment the gray mist appeared, a muffled sound came from inside the phantom, and its abdomen exploded and disappeared.

As the phantom exploded, He Jun coughed up a mouthful of blood, becoming even more listless.

"what happened!"

"Mr. He, are you alright?"

"be careful!"

The crowd looked anxious and asked loudly.

"Leave, or die!"

Just as everyone was getting anxious, the familiar voices rang out again, but this time it was Ah Bing who stepped forward.

Everyone turned their attention to Ah Bing.

At this moment, Ah Bing had entered a demonic transformation state. His body suddenly grew taller, his eyes turned dark yellow, his face became long and narrow, and his originally sturdy body now looked unusually thin. His skin was wrapped in blood-red, dried straw.

Nightmare looked at Ah Bing, his eyes filled with murderous intent.

As a demon spirit of the Divine Martial Continent, he naturally recognized the Crimson Scarecrow. Its innate skill [Star Shift], as a divine-level soul skill, can devour the opponent's attack energy and transfer and reflect the damage. At the same time, it can also transfer the damage attacks of teammates to itself.

The Crimson Scarecrow and the Undying Bloodline—this is a perfect combination. If this Ah Bing grows up, he will also be a powerful figure.

His involvement will inevitably shift the current situation.

Fortunately, this Ah Bing is not very strong, and the Crimson Straw Talent has just been refined.

Ah Bing came up behind He Jun and gently placed his hands, covered in blood-red straw, on He Jun's back.

As the gray mist was swallowed up, explosions continued to come from the phantom's body. Half of its body disappeared, and although it quickly recovered, the originally solid body became more and more illusory.

He Jun was now covered in blood, his face deathly pale, and he was in a semi-conscious state.

The blood-red straw on Ah Bing's body spontaneously combusted without fire. His expression was contorted, and he could no longer control the trembling of his body. His skin cracked inch by inch, like a shattered mirror, clearly revealing red flesh and blood. He looked extremely terrifying.

[Star Shift] is indeed a divine skill, but his strength is simply not enough to transfer the damage from Nightmare's power. It directly exceeds the limit he can withstand, and in just a few seconds, his body is already on the verge of collapse.

Fortunately, he possessed an immortal bloodline, the power of which continuously repaired his body. At the same time, Dong Yunan and Chen Tianming frantically unleashed healing spells, constantly repairing his injured body.

"Is divine power so easy to devour?"

Nightmare looked at the two of them with icy eyes.

However, his current situation is also very bad. His soul power is being continuously devoured, a sharp pain is coming from his mind, and most of his flesh and blood have disappeared.

However, if they can hold on a little longer, and outlast He Jun and Ah Bing, they will have a chance to escape.

In this state, he no longer dared to hope that he could kill these people; escaping was the best option.

"Hang in there!"

At this moment, Yun Kai and his group surrounded He Jun. They were anxious but powerless to help.

Time ticked by, and everyone was in agony.

When Ah Bing closed his eyes and completely lost consciousness, everyone looked at He Jun, who was also on the verge of unconsciousness.

"Hold on, he can't take it anymore."

Everyone cheered and encouraged them.

At this point, Nightmare was indeed nearing its limit.

The gray mist had vanished, and Nightmare looked extremely disheveled, drenched in sweat. His flesh and blood had been devoured, making him look exceptionally thin, like a dried-up corpse without flesh and blood.

With his divine power completely depleted, Nightmare sensed that he was about to fall into endless darkness.

In this state, he had lost his fighting ability.

Persistence has become meaningless.

He took one last look at He Jun and A Bing, then closed his eyes, his soul returning to the sea of ​​spirits.

At this moment, He Jun felt a sharp pain in her heart, and the illusory image dissipated. While the others looked fearful, a hint of surprise appeared on her face.

She knew Lin Feng was back.
(End of this chapter)