1565 Blood
Cole gulped when he saw Fang Heng’s move.
“The holy element?”
It was as if he had seen a ghost.
This was an attribute that was even rarer than the undead!
Fang Heng didn’t explain. Instead, he gave Cole a cold look and said, “The protection of the holy barrier isn’t strong. It can only hold them back for a short time. Can you get rid of the Seeds of Faram in time?”
“What do you mean? Are you looking down on me?”
After being provoked by Fang Heng, Cole’s volume also increased a little, and he said with some rationality, “Of course, I can’t handle it alone!”
“Hmm?”
“I’m not sure how many Seeds of Hell Faram there are. If there are too many of them, I definitely won’t be able to stop them.”
Fang Heng knew that Cole was telling the truth.
He wasn’t confident either.
“Let’s try it first.”
As he spoke, Fang Heng controlled the zombie clones behind him to maintain the stability of the magic array and the green crystal and slowly moved out of the safe house.
The green crystal in the center of the golden holy barrier emitted a light that affected Hell Faram outside the door.
The wall of flesh and blood gathered at the entrance began to slowly retreat, opening up a passage.
It was effective!
Next was the Seed of Hell Faram!
Fang Heng quickly exchanged glances with Cole, and the latter slowly moved toward the door.
Hell Faram hadn’t completely retreated. There was still a large portion of remnants on the walls, ceiling, and floor.
Fang Heng controlled the zombie clones to move forward slowly.
It took them two minutes to reach the exit of the safe house.
“Be careful!”
Cole, who had already left the safe house, suddenly extended his hand.
Fang Heng looked at the passage that Hell Faram had just left outside the safe house.
Drops of bright red spheres condensed on the wall of flesh on the ceiling.
He’s here!
“Drip, drip…”
The liquid dripped onto the wall of flesh on the floor, quickly forming balls of red tumor-like Seeds of Faram, which quickly bounced toward Cole.
Cole formed a seal with his hands and chanted softly.
“Wind·Crack!”
Whoosh!
Several sharp green blades of light slashed forward.
The Seed of Hell Faram was instantly cut into two by the light blades.
Cole had been in the research institute of the Revolution Society for some time now. He had watched many videos related to experiments and knew a lot about the Seed of Faram.
Long-range lethal damage can prevent the self-destruction of the Seed of Faram.
Fang Heng’s pupils shrank.
He sensed it again.
The blood of the Seed of Hell Faram contained a very strong power.
Let’s give it a try!
Whoosh!
Fang Heng stood still and formed a mark with both hands in front of him. He concentrated his mental power to activate the power of his bloodline to control the remains of the Seed of Hell Faram.
“Chi chi…”
Hell Faram which had been split into two halves and had fallen to the ground slowly floated into the air under Fang Heng’s control.
Cole’s expression changed slightly when he saw this scene.
What? What was going on?
The failure of the central seal caused the Seed of Faram to mutate again?
Cole frowned. He was about to cast another spell when he heard Fang Heng’s shout from behind him.
“Cole, stop!”
“Huh?!”
Cole quickly retreated and turned his head to look at Fang Heng.
Fang Heng’s eyes were covered with a layer of red light.
In front of him, the corpses of several Hell Farams that had been cut in half gradually mixed together, forming a blood mixture that floated in the air and gathered into a ball.
“Chi chi chi…!”
The blood mixture seemed to have been burned and tempered. The white mist kept rising from the blood mass, and at the same time, tiny black fragments kept falling to the ground.
The blood mixture that was originally the size of a rubber ball quickly shrank. In just a few seconds, it was refined into a tiny drop in midair.
Cole stared at Fang Heng in surprise.
“You made it?”
Fang Heng didn’t answer but stared at the drop of blood.
After removing all the impurities, only a small drop of blood was left, and this drop of blood contained an extremely powerful force!
One drop of blood was equivalent to killing tens of thousands of Tier 2 elite barbarians in the game world.
Very good!
To Fang Heng, the blood that contained powerful energy was an extremely rare material!
There was one thing that had been part of Fang Heng’s plan, but he had never found the opportunity.
Upgrade the Vampire King bloodline!
At present, Fang Heng had no way to continue purifying this drop of blood.
But the coffin of the Vampire King could!
He would collect the blood and bring it back. He would use the coffin to continue purifying it and continue to raise the level of the vampire bloodline!
He didn’t expect that he would have an unexpected harvest in such a ghastly place!
“Catch!”
Fang Heng called out softly. He took out a small test tube from his backpack and threw it at the Holy Light barrier.
Cole was stunned. He reached out to take the bottle and looked at Fang Heng with a blank expression.
“What?”
“Open the lid!”
Cole was a little confused by Fang Heng’s actions. He reached out and opened the lid like a tool.
“Whoosh!”
The blood drops floating in the air were attracted and quickly absorbed into the bottle.
“Crack.”
Cole immediately closed the lid and frowned.
He realized that Fang Heng had a special ability that he had never seen before. He could control blood.
Cole turned to look at Fang Heng and asked, “What’s going on? What is this thing?”
“Purified blood might be useful.”
Cole opened his mouth.
He felt that Fang Heng wasn’t telling the truth, but considering the fragile partnership between the two of them, he couldn’t continue to ask.
Fang Heng said, “Slow down a little, then we’ll continue.”
“Alright.”
Cole nodded and tried to move forward a few more steps.
“Drip, drip…”
The Seeds of Hell Faram began to drip from the ceiling again.
“Condense!!”
Cole formed a hand seal.
The wind blades continued to attack forward, accurately striking the dripping blood ball, quickly cutting it into two halves!
Huh?!
Cole frowned.
After the blood mixture was cut open, it was quickly gathered by Fang Heng again. It floated in the air again and condensed into a blood blob.
“Chi chi chi…”
Just like before, the fist-sized ball of mixed blood began to emit greenish-gray smoke and quickly shrank.
Cole immediately turned around to look at Fang Heng.
“Again?”
Fang Heng’s eyes were red.
“Continue!”
This time, Cole didn’t retreat. He stayed where he was and continued to deal with the Seeds of Hell Faram that were gathering around him.
“Open the lid!”
A moment later, Cole heard Fang Heng’s shout and quickly took a few steps back to open the cap of the test tube.
The newly condensed drops of blood were once again absorbed into the bottle under Fang Heng’s control.
Cole couldn’t hold it in anymore. He turned back to look at Fang Heng again and made a helpless expression. He asked, “Brother, what are you doing?”
“Hmm, I suspect that the blood mixture left behind after killing the Seed of Faram will be absorbed by the wall of flesh and blood again, condensing into the Seed of Faram again, thereby achieving an endless effect.”
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