Under One Person, the little witch only wants to collect elves

Chapter 397: Pioneer Years, Fighting in the Field of Consciousness
Yan Huan lay beside the river of blood, feeling as if his entire body had been hollowed out.

The sound of blood flowing could be heard from time to time, stirring up a pungent smell of blood.

"There is still one that has not been dealt with. We must hurry up."

The green feather left by Bifang was placed on his chest, creating waves of dark green ripples.

The five-colored Qi ball in the air fell back and slowly landed on Yan Huan's body, becoming quiet and stable.

At this time, there was an inexplicable call in the blood river, and the blood crawled up along the river bank and surrounded Yan Huan.

It was as if there were thousands of living creatures in his blood, and they were waving at Yan Huan non-stop.

"Blood is the currency of the soul, is that what you mean?"

The will residing in the blood is persuading Yan Huan to join.

"Get out of my way!"

Yan Huan shouted angrily, and the blood surrounding him retreated one after another, falling back into the blood river and continuing to move towards the direction of the royal city.

"My mental energy is greatly depleted and cannot be replenished for the time being. Even my body has no strength left..."

I moved my fingers with difficulty, and a cool and wet touch came from my cheek.

Yan Huan rolled his eyes and saw a small tentacle rubbing against him with all its might.

The purple surface cracked open a small mouth full of sharp teeth, and it whispered in a baby voice: "Brother Huan, why don't you let me try it."

“This river is very similar to me in the past.”

Nathan's "sacred tree" and the blood river are both collections of many wills. The same goes for Hei Tai Sui, but the complicated wills in Sui Sui's body were cleared away more than two years ago.

"Do you want to go back to your previous state?" Yan Huan was a little worried.

Even though this little kid had spent a thousand years in the stream of will, after two years of traveling, Yan Huan could not guarantee that Sui Sui's mind could be as pure as before.

It is so easy to deceive a child.

An eye opened at the rounded tip of the tentacle.

"It's okay. It's time for me to take action."

"Brother Huan, just trust me this time. As long as you have a firm idea, it will be easy to survive in there. I have always thought that my parents will come back to find me."

"Brother Huan will definitely come to pick me up anyway, right?"

"Pin hook!" Sui Sui said seriously, hooking one end of the tentacle on Yan Huan's little finger.

"Pull the hook and don't change it for a hundred years."

After the agreement was made, a tentacle separated from Yan Huan's body and swam along the blood river towards the central royal city.

Yan Huan recalled the past. The first hurdle he had to face when he wanted to enter the world was the Blood River Formation on the high seas. The first thing he encountered when he landed in Penglai Port was the urban legend Black Tai Sui hidden in the sewer.

Now the two of them actually collided. Perhaps there was some kind of destiny behind this.

Yan Huan lay on the ground, staring at the gloomy night, and called out.

"Old friend, this is Sui Sui's first time going out by herself. I'm still a little worried. Please keep a lookout for her so I can find her at any time."

The Teng Snake responded, without the energy to show up, and cast a gaze along the winding river.

"No matter how many times you split, there is only one soul. In this myriad of consciousness streams, having an extra stream of uncontrollable impurities is a very uncomfortable thing. Arrogant man, let Sui Sui poison you to death."

Sensing some familiar Qi, Yan Huan's tense body relaxed a little.

"Yo!"

Feng Baobao half-knelt in front of Yan Huan, greeting her with her messy hair loose.

Yan Huan's eyes were all on her white and fluffy fox ears.

"Well···"

"Huanzi?" Feng Baobao tilted her head in confusion.

"It's okay, give me my fox spirit back. I must have gone crazy just now." After Yan Huan finished speaking, a sinister aura from Feng Baobao's body penetrated into the air and immediately fell down.

Zhang Chulan’s ghost-stealing device, the Lu brothers and sisters’ thunder ghost and shadow ghost were all taken back.

"Ah——" Zhang Chulan let out a long sigh. The sense of security was fleeting. It was more in line with his mood to hide in the dark.

pat!

Feng Baobao carried Yan Huan on her shoulders like she was carrying a sack.

"Shall we go back?"

"Go to the top of the mountain. I want to witness the fall of the Lord of the Blood River with my own eyes, and then harvest him."

Feng Baobao looked around. The top of the mountain on Nasen Island had been flattened in the previous battle. There was nothing that could be called a "mountain" as far as the eye could see, not even a small slope.

“There are no mountains!”

"Then go to the highest point."

"I know." Feng Baobao jumped onto the branch. The only tree that could be called the highest point was the unremarkable tree in front of him.

She changed her posture and threw Yan Huan behind her and carried her on her back.

The view from the tree was not wide, and one could barely see the direction in which the blood river was flowing. A small section of Suisui's tentacle had long been submerged in the blood.

In the Royal City of Nason, blood seeped through the rubble and overflowed the tree pit. The will condensed in the "Sacred Tree" was all absorbed into the blood river.

Dia stretched his hand forward, and the scarlet magic circle drawn on the back of his hand flashed frequently.

"My name is the bird of Hermes, which bites its own wings to control my heart."

Gulu, gulu, gulu...
After the chant of liberation was finished, the center where the rivers converged began to boil violently, with blood bubbles rising one after another.

Dia jumped and bathed in the river of blood.

"Come, eternal life without death."

The blood that spread across the entire Nason Island finally gathered in one place and slowly absorbed into Dia's body.

Thousands of wills intertwined, but for him who was used to the collision of thoughts, it didn't matter at all.

Dia closed his eyes and began to clear out the redundant will in his body. The most stubborn one was naturally the one who became the high priest of the "Forest God" in the land of Nasen when the "Sacred Tree" was first born.

The two deepest consciousnesses collided with each other.

Sui Sui, hiding in the dark, observed the war situation carefully. She had listened to many stories told by Sima Yi in the past two years, and gradually, she understood some truths.

This kind of situation must not occur.

You have to hide in the dark, wait for the right opportunity, and then enter the scene when both sides are defeated.

"Ok!"

The little tentacle thought about it and nodded proudly, "I have become smarter after listening to Uncle Zhongda's books."

Year after year, I hide in the dark, watching the chaotic wills wailing and roaring.

She had been in this kind of situation for more than a thousand years, but she had survived it all thanks to the promise she made to her parents.

Now, her fingers were hooked as a promise.

puff!

As he was thinking, a small tree seed fell in front of Sui Sui. "What is this?"

After probing the tree with her tentacles once and seeing no reaction, she wrapped it up with her tentacles and flesh.

Dia on the side laughed crazily. In a field of consciousness, there is always only one king.

Before he had time to enjoy the joy of seizing power, a strange tingling sensation surged through his body.

"There are impurities mixed in!"

"When?"

Sui Sui squirmed and hid in a hurry, "Eh? Oh no, I have to play hide-and-seek."

On the other side, Yan Huan behind Feng Baobao suddenly felt something.

He said to everyone, "Baby, Chu Lan, Ling Long, cousin, help me kill this man."

The four of them looked towards the direction of the royal city together, for no other reason than that they heard wailing of different voices coming from there.

Zhang Chulan didn't think anyone could survive the war between the Witch King and his whole body was covered with goose bumps.

"Brother Huan, can you lend me that ghost again?"

Damn it!

A spiritual flag was planted on the ground.

"Hey!" With the spiritual object by his side, Zhang Chulan instantly felt confident.

Li Muxuan, who had been silent nearby, followed him.

"That guy is also coveting the sacred tree. I don't like any of those who come to the island, so count me in!"

Swish!
Several people started walking and ran towards the royal city.

The blood around had already flowed away, leaving only dark brown marks on the dried-up riverbed.

Zhang Chulan and his party arrived at the tree pit and were shocked by the scene before them.

I saw a foreigner with tumors all over his body, and human faces appeared on the protruding flesh.

These human faces screamed in pain and tried to break out of their bodies, but were immediately pressed back by Dia.

"Be quiet! Don't even think about getting any flesh and blood from me before I completely eat you all!"

"Submit to me!"

"Damn it... What went wrong? What got in here?"

Dia looked at her hands in disbelief. The color of her skin had changed. The snow-white skin of the white race had turned dark purple, and mucus oozed from the pores from time to time.

"Brother Huan, what's going on?" Zhang Chulan asked in confusion.

Yan Huan replied: "I ate too much and felt full. Anyway, you guys should let him settle down first, and leave the rest to me."

"Bullying a madman? That's easy. I'm good at this!" Zhang Chulan rolled up his sleeves and didn't even use his ability to steal ghosts. He greeted him with a palm thunder.

Stab it!

Lightning flashed and thunder exploded. Before hitting, Dia's body teleported like a ghost and came directly behind Zhang Chulan. The "ruined black magic" that seeped out of his palm emitted billowing black smoke.

Seeing this, Lu Linglong kicked Zhang Chulan away and thus avoided the sudden attack.

"Miss Lu, you could obviously kick him..." Zhang Chulan covered his waist and said bitterly.

Lu Linglong was ready to fight back, "Stop joking, there's something wrong with this guy."

Yan Huan explained: "It's the phantom magic of the black magician. This guy can use the abilities of everyone absorbed in his body."

"But because of the existence of Black Tai Sui in his body, he is unable to integrate all wills under himself."

After listening, Li Muxuan smiled arrogantly and walked forward.

"Hehehe, a bunch of little bastards are still not good enough. Let me do it."

"As long as you enter my magnetic field, all ghosts will be captured by you."

Li Muxuan hooked up his fingers, and the transparent tubular force attacked at high speed. Dia seemed to be unaware of the change in the internal force of the magnetic field, and his internal organs were tightly grasped.

Seeing this, Yan Huan continued, "Let him feel the pain, and then help me control him."

Feng Baobao made an "OK" gesture, put Yan Huan on the ground, then jumped over and locked Diya's arm with a "cross armbar".

"Ghost in the Flag, don't just stand there, come together."

Whoosh!

The evil spirits in the spiritual flags fell on Dia one after another, completely restricting his movements.

"call--"

Yan Huan stretched out his hand, and a small tentacle that emerged from Dia's body was handed over and hooked on his little finger.

"Please help me protect the law. I need to go in and pick someone up."

Yan Huan closed his eyes, and his consciousness gradually sank. Through the special properties of Hei Tai Sui, he was completely connected with Diya's consciousness field.

The scene before him was familiar. Yan Huan had seen it before when he was cleaning up Sui Sui's soul in the spirit flag.

In the bloody battle of thousands of consciousnesses, you can either break out and leave behind your most authentic self, or you can bring all wills under your command and become the master of all wills.

However, due to Sui Sui's existence and uncompromising attitude, Dia was unable to achieve the surrender of other consciousnesses.

"How can you make it disappear, damn thing?"

Dia was pinching a cluster of tentacles in his hand, his eyes were bloodshot, and drops of thick mucus were flowing down from between his fingers.

"I can buy you some candy!"

"No! I won't go anywhere until my brother comes to pick me up!" Sui Sui said stubbornly.

"Then die!" Dia increased his strength, but the smooth tentacles slipped away from his hands in an instant.

Killing in the field of consciousness is based on the strength of will. Dia has been playing with consciousness for more than a hundred years and has never seen something so difficult to kill.

Suisui felt a little aggrieved. She had experienced this feeling of everyone wanting her to die for a long time.

The tentacle ball fled in panic, and its eyeballs on the tip looked around.

Suddenly, she saw a familiar figure with her wide eyes.

"Great! I didn't have to wait a hundred years this time!"

Yan Huan half-knelt down, stretched out his hand and took it, and the tentacle extended along his arm back to his body.

Walking slowly forward, Dia's expression changed drastically. It was obvious that Xuehe did not really eat Yan Huan. This abnormal consciousness had just sneaked in.

"you!?"

Yan Huan glanced at Diya and said, "Now you know how powerful our young forward is. Now it's time for the head coach to take the stage."

"This time, don't even think about rebirth with the bodies you left around the world. Go to hell."

Swish!
The Teng Snake Gaze imposed on Sui Sui instantly exploded in the entire field of consciousness.

(End of this chapter)