Chapter 1179: Chapter 1165: Offspring of the Asura Race
Inside the belly of the Deep Sea Demon Whale, the surroundings were covered in wet, sticky mucus, even though it was concealed by bricks and stones, it still made people feel extremely uncomfortable.
Baiyu arrived at this square.
He discovered that there were ten giant stone pillars on the entire square, and slaves were bound to the pillars.
A slight count.
Reveals that the number of slaves on the stone pillars has already exceeded two hundred, and this is just data from one night.
Although it’s unclear how many people Count Misar needs for his ritual sacrifice.
But now, it’s certain.
Count Misar has captured at least several thousand people.
If exaggerated, this number could be even greater.
However, compared to the vast population base of Abaida, these missing people are hardly enough to stir up major unrest.
"Ridiculous, doesn’t the Galaxy Imperial plan to do anything about this? However, I heard the Star Realm Army doesn’t interfere in planetary internal affairs, probably why Count Misar can be so brazen."
Baiyu’s gaze swept across the square, taking a deep breath, preparing to rescue these slaves from the square.
Because on those ten pillars, there are strange threads connecting them.
Inside, the blood-red liquid is flowing.
If the guess is correct, it should be human blood.
Unfortunately.
Just as he had this thought, two footsteps echoed consecutively, accompanied by a tapping sound.
"Unexpectedly, there’s a guest here."
"Truly rare, must entertain this stranger well."
Baiyu looked front and back.
Two women, resembling each other about eight or nine-tenths, blocked his path.
They had graceful figures, wore revealing clothing, each holding a long whip in their hands, a trace of killing intent in their crimson eyes.
Aside from the identical appearance.
Their bodies were also extremely terrifying, with exposed skin covered by protruding blood vessels, as if all the capillaries had surfaced, barely holding back from bursting through the skin.
This was a sign of the body reaching its extreme limit.
If maintained in this state for long periods, the body would soon exceed the bearable limit and eventually collapse.
Even Baiyu did not dare to do this frequently.
"Looks like these are two useless pawns, so they use such life-burning methods to stimulate their potential and enhance their strength."
Baiyu understood, snapped his fingers, causing several fireballs to rise behind him, bombarding the woman ahead.
"Courting death."
Seeing Baiyu dare to attack proactively.
The woman grinned, revealing rows of sharp teeth in her mouth, swung the long whip in her hand, releasing invisible Powerful Qi, severely striking the fireball, shattering it into fragments, scattering into sparks.
Baiyu remained unpanicked, spread his arms, flew into the air, countless fireballs gathered around him, again bombarding the woman ahead.
"Sister."
Behind Baiyu.
The other woman quickly approached, her long whip also swung out, releasing a dazzling lightning.
After releasing the fireballs, Baiyu did not continue his pursuit.
Seeing the woman behind attacking, he narrowed his eyes coldly, charging directly at her, with such unguarded posture, she really underestimated him.
However.
At this moment, the woman instead revealed a crafty triumphant smile, deliberately leaving herself unguarded, to confuse the enemy.
Her cultivation emphasized fierce attacks.
Even if exchanging injuries with the enemy, she could use her peculiar ability to transfer the scars from her body onto the opponent’s.
In other words.
She would never lose in such frontal exchanges. She worried if the opponent didn’t confront her directly, then it would be quite troublesome.
"Die."
The woman swiftly consolidated her long whip, striking out like lightning.
Crack!
At that instant.
Baiyu’s body was directly shattered by the lightning-imbued whip, turning into powder and disappearing.
The woman’s pupils shrank, looking back.
Only to see Baiyu holding a slender large blade, slashing towards her head.
Thunk.
Like slicing open a watermelon.
Under the sharpness of the Black Moon Blade, the woman’s body was fragile as paper, swiftly split into two halves.
At that moment.
The other woman suddenly let out a heart-wrenching scream, as if losing her mind, crazily clawing at her own body.
Seeing her tear off her flesh, Baiyu frowned, not giving her time to continue transforming, instantly approached her and cut off her head.
However.
Even with her head chopped off, her body did not stop moving, continuously expanding, growing larger, like a fleshly vessel nurturing something extremely terrifying.
Crack.
Suddenly.
Her belly burst open.
A bloody arm stretched out, ripping her belly wider, then a complete humanoid creature crawled out.
Baiyu narrowed his brows slightly.
Asura Race.
Judging from this creature’s appearance, it resembled the physiological composition of the Flame Stone battling with Alfred outside.
Six armed, crimson skin, scarlet eyes.
"Are the Asura Race using human bodies to birth their offspring?" Baiyu felt a hint of shock for the first time.
If it’s true.
Then what Misar is doing might jeopardize the balance between humans and the Asura Race.
Currently, while the Galaxy Imperial has the upper hand in the war against the Asura Race, completely defeating them is nearly impossible, even controlling the Galaxy Element’s border is tough.
The Asura Race is extremely belligerent.
Even knowing they can’t win, they’ll still attack.
This contrasts with human rationality.
They seem innately war-crazed, passionate about destruction and ruin.
Watching the shaky, barely stable Asura child on the ground, Baiyu frowned.
As soon as it fell, it glared at Baiyu with intense hatred, filled with killing intent.
It reached for the long whip the woman held.
Seeing this.
Baiyu snapped his fingers, a car-sized fireball shot out, heavily struck the Asura child, engulfing it in wild, fierce flames.
Asura children are much easier to kill.
Entirely different from adult Asura Race.
The Flame Stone clearly is an elite among the Asura Race, otherwise if every Asura could muster such power, there wouldn’t be a fight.
After slaying the young Asura.
Baiyu turned his gaze back to the other people, discovering that the slaves present, whenever their eyes were open, appeared crimson.
Essentially.
These people have been parasitized by the Asura Race to some degree, undoubtedly at certain conditions will they birth Asura offspring.
Maybe under extreme emotional conditions.
Maybe under other triggering factors.
