I am practicing in a weird world

　In Xiao Yi's eyes, the centipede's head seemed to have disappeared in an instant and could not be seen at all.

　At this moment, Xiao Yi swung his sword.

　The next moment, blood splattered out. Xiao Yi's sword slashed on the head of the white bone centipede and got stuck on the skull. Xiao Yi's body was cut in half by the white bone centipede's fangs like a gate knife.

　The power of conflict corroded the head of the white-bone centipede, and the huge white-bone head suddenly fell off in pieces like snow. It was a collapse, which made the white-bone centipede bounce and struggle like a snake killed by a hammer.

　Xiao Yi looked at his body that was split into two halves, and stretched out his hand towards his lower body. He planned to put his body back together so that he could escape.

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　At this moment, the space above Xiao Yi suddenly cracked open, and white bone thorns flew out from it, instantly nailing Xiao Yi's body to the spot.

　Suddenly, Xiao Yi felt that the life energy in his body was being devoured madly, and the white bone thorns began to grow instantly, growing out from inside his body.

　He who delights shall give life, he who delights shall take life, he who delights shall never be satisfied.

　This is the basic teaching of the Blood Cup, and now my life is being devoured.

　Xiao Yi understood his own situation instantly.

　He was dealt with instantly, just like Number One and Number Nine.

　In front, the huge monster had come to Xiao Yi. A smile appeared on his face, and he looked at Xiao Yi as if he was looking at a piece of fine material.

　He said, "Most of you mercenaries are just trash. Luo Wa and the man who played with fire may be capable in combat, but their bodies are dried up and they don't have much vitality. Among all these people, you and Number Nine are the most delicious and juicy. Compared to Number Nine, you are even more delicious and juicy. You are truly perfect material."

　After saying that, he extended his hand to Xiao Yi.

　Xiao Yi said, "Do you know that you are going to die?"

　"I like ducks, especially when I crush their beaks. Listening to the cracking sound is very relaxing."

　A mocking expression appeared on the giant monster's face, but its movements did not pause at all.

　He possesses almost infinite vitality, and here, nothing can kill him.

　Just then, the snow began to fall, and heavy snow flakes like goose feathers were blowing down from the sky.

　As soon as the snow appeared, the huge monster felt that his vitality was frozen. All the life and passion in his body seemed to be frozen. He could not muster any strength or passion. The desire to kill Xiao Yi disappeared, the idea of ​​refining the elixir of immortality disappeared, all thoughts disappeared, his heart was empty, and he didn't want to do anything.

　In this sky full of white snow, all living things have numb faces, like empty shells.

　What is this?

　He looked up and immediately saw heavy snow all over the sky. The snow covered the blood lake, the forest, and spread into the distance.

　Why is there snow?

　The huge monster looked stunned. It was summer now, why was it snowing?

　The next moment, the sun turned as red as blood, emitting an extremely cold light, illuminating the earth.

　Xiao Yi grinned and opened his palm. An extremely strange light emerged from his palm. The core of the flame of this light was pitch black, the middle layer was golden, and the outer layer had a bright red halo like blood.

　That is the light of ritual magic, the light of the setting sun.

　The sun above the sky was setting, and he summoned the gods down.

　A dice suddenly appeared in the air. It was a twelve-sided dice, but the strange thing was that the dice only had two numbers on it, one and two, half of them were one and half were two.

　Seeing this scene, Xiao Yi's expression immediately showed astonishment.

　How could there be two? There is only one giant monster here, so how come there are two numbers on the dice?

　He remembered that the last time he summoned the setting sun, there was only one enemy, Bingjian, on the scene, and the number on the dice was only one at that time.

　Precisely because there is only one number, the ice sword can be taken away accurately.

　Now, the situation is exactly the same as last time, there is only one enemy, but there are two numbers on the dice.

　Could it be that the gods also took the life of this white-bone centipede into account?

　The life of this white-bone centipede was separated from the body of the giant monster. No matter how you look at it, it cannot be considered an independent life.

　Xiao Yi was confused, and there was fear in his confusion.

　There are two numbers here. If Canyang doesn't take the giant monster away, then the giant monster will take him away next.

　The next moment, the dice began to spin as fast as a whirlwind.

　The giant monster and Xiao Yi both stared at the dice in the sky.

　Thanks to @Tale of the Gods! for the monthly ticket.

　Volume 1: Chapter 293: Under the Hawthorn Tree

　Xiao Yi turned his head to look at the dying white bone centipede not far away, wanting to kill it.

　But this thought could only flow through his mind. Reason reminded him that as long as he killed the monster, the number on the dice might turn into one, and he could accurately take the huge monster away.

　But his heart felt empty, he didn't want to do anything, and he had no motivation to kill the white bone centipede.

　After a few seconds, the dice stopped.

　The number is 1.

　1. Who does it represent?

　Xiao Yi stared at the dice.

　The next moment, the huge monster's eyes lost their luster, and its body instantly fell down, lying straight in the snow.

　I chose one of the two options. It seems I'm lucky.

　Xiao Yi breathed a sigh of relief.

　He lowered his head, not looking at the blood-red sun in the sky.

　Although he didn't look up, the bright red sun still appeared in the depths of his soul, and suddenly, hallucinations arose.

　The grass is talking, the trees are twisted like ghosts, and trivial inspirations keep popping up in my brain...

　Everything around becomes distorted.

　The white and cold breath entered his body along with the snow, and suddenly, boundless fear grew from the bottom of his heart. A huge wolf quietly and silently entered the depths of Xiao Yi's soul.

　Fear rose in his heart, breaking his courage and thoughts, and making Xiao Yi's face indifferent and cold, just like the snow in winter.

　Above the sky, the blood-red sun faded, and the heavy snow around stopped. Except for the temperatureless flame in his hand, all the strange phenomena around him disappeared.

　Xiao Yi looked to his side. The giant monster was dead, and the white bone centipede was also dead. The surroundings were extremely quiet. Apart from him, there were only trees.

　This ritual magic has saved me twice. It is worthy of being the magic given by the Golden-Eyed Moth. It is more powerful than any other power.

　See that the danger has disappeared.

　Xiao Yi looked at the white bone thorns on his body. Although the huge monster was dead, this thing was still continuously absorbing the life energy in his body.

　He moved his hand and grabbed the bone spike, trying to pull it out.

　But the moment his palm touched the bone spike, the bone spike instantly grew spikes and pierced into his palm.

　This immediately made him loosen his grip.

　This thing cannot be touched directly with your hands.

　Xiao Yi moved his five fingers, and the silk thread in his hand was wrapped around the hilt of the long sword in the distance. With another move of his fingers, the long sword flew up from the head of the white bone centipede and slashed at the white bone thorns on its body.

　"laugh!"

　The white bone thorns as big as trees were cut off in an instant.

　He moved his five fingers again, and the silk thread wrapped around the white bone thorns on his body. He exerted force suddenly, and all the white bone thorns in his body were pulled out.

　Next, let me see what is in this blood lake that can cause changes in the entire forest.

　Walk towards the blood lake.

　But at this moment, the intercom on the ground suddenly rang: "Help, help me."

　The voice was hoarse and female.

　That was Xiao Yi's walkie-talkie, which fell to the ground when he was fighting the White Bone Centipede.

　Who is calling for help?

　Xiao Yi was puzzled. He picked up the intercom and asked, "Who are you?"

　"Number nine, it's number nine." A voice came from the intercom.

　"You are not dead." Xiao Yi's face showed surprise.

　Number Nine had been pierced by the bone thorn for such a long time, but his vitality had not been sucked out and he was still alive.

　Not only alive, but also having the strength to ask him for help.

　"I can't remove the bone spurs from my body. I'm not dead yet, but I'm dying soon. Come and save me."

　There was a pleading look in Number Nine's tone.

　"I'll come."

　After Xiao Yi finished speaking, he moved and flew away into the distance.

　Walking out of the hawthorn tree area and onto the road burned by flames, corpses suddenly appeared before my eyes.

　These people had purple and white tattoos on their bodies, and wore hawthorn tree leaf aprons around their waists. They were already dead.

　There were no external injuries on their bodies, so it was impossible to tell how they died.

　These people should be the old man's men. They died here. Who killed them?

　Xiao Yi took a look at the corpses and continued forward.

　When we arrived at Number Nine's place, his body was completely white and his blood was almost drained.

　Xiao Yi swung his sword and instantly cut off the trunk of the bone thorn tree, then controlled the silk thread to wrap around the bone spikes and pulled it out.

　"what!"

　As Number Nine screamed, all the bone thorns on her body were pulled out.

　"Hey, are you okay?" Xiao Yi asked.

　Number Nine's entire body collapsed on the ground, and his entire body was covered with wounds, just like a piece of tattered rag. It seemed as if he was exhaling more than he was breathing in.

　If it were an ordinary person, there would be absolutely no way to save him from such an injury.

　After a while, Number Nine's voice was heard again. She said, "Although his consciousness was blank for a moment, he is not dead yet."

　"It's good that you're not dead."

　Xiao Yi stood up and planned to go back to the blood lake.

　Just then, he felt his trouser leg being grabbed.

　He lowered his head and immediately saw a bloodless white hand. It was Number Nine's hand. She grabbed Xiao Yi's trouser leg and said, "Take me to the blood lake."

　"Can't you go by yourself?" Xiao Yi said.

　"I'm dying. I don't have enough vitality to drive my body anymore." said No. 9.

　Xiao Yi grabbed Number Nine and jumped towards the lake of blood.

　Seeing the bodies of the savages again, he asked, "Did you kill these savages?"

　"I killed them. I wanted to leave here, but they stopped me. I danced for them while I was running, and that's how they did it." Number Nine said.

　"If you have this ability, why are you running? Just dance for that monster." Xiao Yi said.

　"No, the life force in that monster is as boundless as the sea. Its heart cannot be broken." Number Nine shook his head.

　Coming back to the blood lake, Xiao Yi took the nine

　Number 9 put it down and then immediately rushed towards the blood lake and drank the blood in it in big gulps.

　As she moved, her body regained the color of blood.

　"Are you using the teachings of the Blood Cup to repair yourself?" Xiao Yi asked.

　"No, it uses the basic functions of the human body. As long as it gets food, the human body can repair itself. The stronger the body, the faster it repairs, and this blood is the best food." said No. 9.

　Xiao Yi turned his head to look at the huge hawthorn tree, and walked towards the lake.

　The life force spread from the soles of his feet, allowing him to step steadily on the surface of the blood lake and walk towards the roots of the huge hawthorn tree.

　His eyes looked down along the trunk of the huge hawthorn tree, and his sight was immediately blocked by blood.