My esoteric uncle Jules

Chapter 64 Si Chen is anxious

With every beat of the Heart of the Wave, Yule felt that his desire for blood became stronger, and his breathing became heavier.

He felt thirsty.

"Do you think I don't want to drink your blood? I wish I could eat you alive!" He roared and pounced on Carl!

Under the influence of the fifth level and the changes imposed on him by the law of waves, his face also became distorted.

The difference is that Carl has been completely controlled by the power of the Cup's Code. There is no trace of consciousness in his eyes, but he can still think to a limited extent.

The two figures intersected in an instant, and a muffled sound erupted in the air, which was the sound of fists colliding with flesh.

Carl's arms were covered with melted flesh and blood, and his finger bones turned into sharp claws, grabbing towards Jules madly!
Jules dodged to the side and counterattacked with a punch on Carl's ribs, but only the sound of broken bones was heard, and he did not fall down.

Carl spat out a mouthful of blood, then roared and opened his mouth to bite Jules' arm!

stab-

Along with the sound of flesh squirming, a large piece of flesh was torn off by Karl, but Jules was not willing to be outdone and bit back!
With the help of the power of blood tide, he kept sucking the opponent's blood like a vampire!

Both sides were furious.

Maybe they both have their own methods, but in the end, only the most primitive methods are the most effective!
Madame Bovary watched the two men fighting from a distance and couldn't stop trembling.

In her eyes, the two of them were like two crazy wild beasts, tearing each other's flesh and blood, even disregarding their own injuries and safety!

"So, your name is Jules? You must win..."

She closed her eyes and prayed for Jules.

There was nothing she could do except pray.

At this time, the battle between the two sides has entered a white-hot stage.

The flesh and blood in many parts of Karl's body had melted into blood, and the flesh and blood that had not melted was bitten into pieces by Jules.

However, Jules did not devour the flesh and blood, but only drank the blood - this was the requirement of the ritual, the winner had to drink all the blood of the other party!

Karl was not polite at all. He swallowed every piece of flesh he tore off Jules.

At this time, the thorns on Jules' body also took effect. These blood vessels that were transformed into thorns were exposed nakedly, stinging every inch of Carl's flesh!
Fighting, still fighting.

The flesh and blood are constantly reorganizing and being devoured.

In the end, Jules couldn't even tell whether the flesh and blood on his body belonged to Karl or himself.

Gradually, his consciousness became a little blurred.

His body was still fighting madly with Carl, but his brain seemed to have fallen into a deep sleep and entered a dreamland.

In the dream, he turned into an ocean.

The waves are surging and endless.

He lived in a daze.

Every wave seemed like a part of his thoughts, dancing with the ebb and flow of the tide.

Until one day, a drop of blood seeped into the sea.

As soon as that drop of blood entered the sea, it spread at a terrifying speed. In an instant, the entire sea area was dyed scarlet!
As more blood poured in, the color of the entire sea began to change.

The originally clear and transparent water was gradually covered by layers of blood, as if the whole world was sinking.

In this psychedelic dream, Jules suddenly became a little more awake.

He felt resistance from deep within.

That was the roar of the Heart of the Wave, unwilling to be swallowed by the power of the Red Cup.

The ocean rolled with huge waves, trying to disperse the bloody rivers.

The blood, like a living organism, constantly divides and reorganizes, looking for every possible gap through which it can seep in.

Every collision will cause huge splashes of water and be accompanied by a deafening roar.

At first, blood had an absolute advantage, but the ocean was endless, and it slowly purified the sea of ​​blood at an extremely slow pace.

Until the last drop of blood was completely drained into the sea.

This battle in the dream soon came to an end along with reality.

The wave defeated the law of the red cup.

And Jules also successfully defeated Karl.

He raised his head and looked at the unrecognizable Carl beneath him. He tried to move the muscles on his face that had been gnawed away, and smiled mockingly:
"sad……"

Although his absolute strength was inferior to Carl's, Carl had completely lost his mind, while he still had some remaining thoughts to draw upon. As one gained strength while the other lost, he ultimately won with a slight advantage!

Carl was just roaring madly at this moment, but it was meaningless.

Jules violently vomited a large mouthful of blood, his eyes cold.

"Next, it's time to end this ceremony."

This time, it will be the wave that swallows the red cup.

He raised his hand and the sea of ​​blood spreading on the ground began to roll, rolling up a cup of divine grace not far away.

Not long ago, it contained human oil, which symbolized the blood of the waves.

Perhaps in ages past, it had held the true blood of the waves, until it was drunk by the red cup.

However, today is different.

What it contains will be the blood of the red cup!

Jules raised his hand tremblingly, guiding the power of the blood tide and began to draw blood from Carl.

The blood trickled down, flowing backwards into the blood-colored glass in a way that defied the laws of physics.

After a while, when the blood tide could no longer draw out blood, the red cup of blood in the cup was about to overflow.

"Blood of the Red Cup..."

The blood in front of him seemed to have turned into nectar, making him want to suck it in big gulps.

However, just as Jules was about to drink the blood, something strange happened.

The Cup of Divine Grace suddenly trembled violently and slipped out of his control.

Then, along with the other six cups, it fell to the ground with a bang and turned into pieces!
After all the cups of divine grace were shattered, their contents and fragments did not scatter, but began to rotate in the air under the guidance of some terrible force.

Not far away, Madame Bovary was also affected by this force, and the invisible wave directly knocked her unconscious.

"What kind of power is this..." Yule's pupils shrank slightly.

This power was so terrifying that he didn't even have the intention to resist.

A torrent of blood and flesh roared past, twisting into the shape of a cup in the void, and blood continued to flow out from the center, as if announcing the identity of the owner of its power.

"Is this, a red cup..." His face was a little pale.

He couldn't even describe this kind of power in words. It was a feeling of insignificance and powerlessness that he felt in his soul.

The last time he had such a similar feeling was when he met the Wave.

But even the waves had never given him such terrifying pressure!

Immediately, a gaze that was enough to suffocate him came from an infinitely high place.

Sensing this terrifying gaze, Yule calmed down and murmured:

"I understand……"

He looked up into the void and said sarcastically:
"Seeing your symbol being swallowed by the waves, you can't afford to lose and get angry, right?

No wonder those ancient books always use roundabout language to say that you are a petty-minded god! "

As soon as these words were spoken, the entire fog began to tremble and turned a shade of scarlet.

Si Chen was angry.

After cursing to his heart's content, Jules lay on the ground with a relieved smile, ready to face death.

Anyway, Chibei doesn't seem to be going to let me go, so I might as well satisfy my craving.

Being able to drive Si Chen so far in anger is a great achievement in this life! He thought so.

I am so unlucky that I have offended such a petty person like Si Chen, who even used his own power to kill me.

A sea of ​​blood poured down, about to swallow him completely.

When he thought he was about to be sent into the virtual world by an invisible hand, he suddenly felt as if an inexplicable voice was calling for something.

Something that once existed in him, but now has become invisible.

With a thought, he materialized the tusk staff and the Stonehenge map.

At this moment, they are vibrating at an astonishing frequency.

(End of this chapter)