Born to Be Rebellious [Quick Transmigration]

The blood moon disappeared from the dark tip of the cliff, and the narrow ray of sky above his head still had a dim reddish color.

A silver-gray shadow flicked through the gradually dimming shadow, like a silent and fast breeze, sliding past the gap between the rock wall and the ground.

The rich dark elements flowed through the fur, leaving a burning pain on the unhealed wound.

The strong muscles that have not been active for a long time produced exciting soreness when they contracted and stretched, stimulating his nerves, and blood rushed through the body quickly, rivers rushing through the ears, and electric currents of excitement.

Elano occasionally stopped suddenly.

He raised his head and sniffed the air, his fluffy pointed ears turned vigilantly, catching the slightest fluctuation in the air.

That human being is very beautiful in covering up his whereabouts.

This brought great difficulty to his tracking.

Fortunately, there was no wind and no light at the bottom of the abyss, and fewer creatures appeared, resulting in the tiny traces created to stay longer than usual.

Elano smelled a bulging rock somewhere on the wall, and then rushed out again like a shadow.

The primitive excitement of hunting and hunting made his pupils dilate, like a bottomless black hole in the scorching gold, shining with a certain fierce and cruel wild brilliance.

Elino could feel that the distance between them was shortening.

He cautiously avoided areas where the dark elements were more concentrated, to avoid encountering other creatures at the bottom of the abyss, and to prevent himself from being dominated by the desire to hunt.

There are more and more remnants of details on the air and on the ground.

Sometimes it is a few drops of dried blood that has not been licked away, sometimes it is a half-broken bone blade discarded in the cracks of the rock, or even half of the skeleton that has been eaten by other creatures, except for the mess. In addition to the tooth marks, precise and cold anatomical marks can be seen on the bone surface.

In the process of focused running, the speed of time passing can hardly be noticed.

The blood moon rose and fell, and once again sprinkled indifferent and **** brilliance on the ground.

In the heavy darkness where the moonlight could not be illuminated, the creatures walked through, the cruel gnawing and disgusting swallowing sound was amplified by the dead silence under the abyss, and unknown monsters moved their ugly bodies. The bottom of the entire abyss seemed to be alive again.

Elano jumped onto a floating rock, and the mutilated blood moon was reflected in his eyes.

He sniffed the air.

Familiar taste.

That human is nearby.

He continued to jump towards the heights, and finally, behind an extremely concealed rock, Elaine smelled an abnormal wave of dark elements. He leaped lightly in the direction that the wave came from. At the moment he landed, he noticed a strange attacking aura and leaped back keenly-but his current size was still too small, and he was still automatically set on the ground. The repulsive dark element injured the front paw.

Leno licked his burned paw pad, and the shallow burnt marks were printed on the soles of his feet.

He looked there. The barrier formed by the dark elements was cut with an inconspicuous opening by his subconsciously extended claws.

The claws of the Fenrir clan have always been astonishingly sharp. After three long armor changes, their claws can cut through magic and interrupt the chant. Any physical and magical defense can be easily pierced and torn, and he is a member of the Fenrir clan. The natal god, if it weren't for being forced to return to the juvenile body because of being taken away from the godhead, his claws could even tear open space and cut off cause and effect.

This time it was a complete accident.

Leno lowered his head and smelled the human body temperature slowly escaping from the gap, the warm, sweet flesh and blood scent, warmly radiating outward.

Fresh, vigorous and full of vitality.

He squatted on the rock, and his tail, which was no longer irritable, covered the face of his claws securely.

However, in addition to this, there is still a strange breath leaking from the opened gap, and the dark and evil temptation whispers surging in the air, arousing the original desire of bloodthirsty and fighting.

Leno looked up at the sky.

The blood-colored moon had already climbed into the sky at this moment, and the unknown scarlet moonlight was spilling on the rock, showing a fluid texture.

He could even hear the painful wheezing that was suppressed inside the barrier, thin and forbearing, like a soft feather brushing past.

Leno retracted his gaze, and the golden vertical pupils stared straight at the thick and thick darkness in front of him.

Creepy grunts and moving sounds came from all directions, rustling close, the eyes lurking in the darkness were greedy and thirsty, like a drop of blood falling into the sea full of sharks, and the dark waters rolled and surging. , Hidden unknown dangers and vicious prying eyes.

Leno sat on the rock, as indifferent as a sculpture.

The scarlet silver-gray hair was covered with a light blood film by moonlight, flowing down the curve of his smooth body shape.

The desire to fight was aroused by the weird breath floating in the air, which quickly burned through the body like a flame following the flow of blood, as if every musculoskeletal squawk was creaking with excitement, making an agitated and exhilarating moan.

He doesn't seem to be leaving.

A dark monster with stinky slime flowing down finally lost its patience. It roared out of the darkness, but its ugly and huge body was extremely agile. Driven by its instinct, it rushed forward unscrupulously. A young wolf that seems to be innocent.

A certain cruel and pleasant excitement was suppressed in Leno's brilliant eyes.

He avoided the opponent's attack with an amazing skill, his sharp claws broke through the air from a tricky angle, cut the opponent's belly mercilessly, and then turned gently and gracefully on the rock wall. Fell on another protruding rock.

No trace of blood was splashed on the thick and slippery fur like running water.

The monster struggled and screamed in pain. The greasy internal organs gurgled out with the torn open mouth, and a few dirty tentacles full of sarcoma and nodules stretched out from the corner, pushing the one that was still screaming. The monster dragged back into the darkness when it came, and immediately, the sound of the flesh being torn and crushed mixed with the vague chewing sound came from that direction, and the strange swallowing sound sounded from all around, making the scalp numb.

The monster's roar stopped.

The surroundings fell into an unknown dead silence again, and every minute and every second contained the horrible silence before the storm.

Leno jumped back to the rock just now.

The red and rough tongue licked the fangs that were about to move, and the stench of blood dripped from the tips of the claws pressed on the rock, and dropped on the pale and cold ground.

He arched his back, his sharp white fangs gleamed with a faint cold light, and his vertical pupils rolled with violent and fierce fighting spirit.

At this time, an unquestionable guardian posture.

The high-hanging blood moon looked like ruthless eyes, quietly looking down at the brutal killing that broke out under the abyss.

The dull physical impact, the blood spurts of minions tearing the flesh, sharp and malicious roars and wailing sounded in the dark-covered abyss, the tragic atmosphere of battle was spreading along with the rich and stinky **** smell, in silence and dim The **** moonlight intertwined, entangled, and rose.

The waning moon gradually shifted.

The scarlet crescent moon drew closer to the jagged broken wall, and the nasty dark breath gradually weakened and was slowly weakened and precipitated by the air.

The ground has been stained red with blood, and the pale rock walls that are almost perpendicular to the ground are covered with splashes of blood. The ugly and weird broken limbs and steaming internal organs are shocking under the dim moonlight, and a few broken tentacles. Rolling and struggling in a pool of blood, sharp tooth marks remained on the cross section.

The young wolf with its fur wetted with blood stands on a high rock, and its hot breath escapes from its blood dripping teeth. It condenses into a white mist in the cold air, and its body is covered with scars. , A pair of brilliant and cold golden pupils were gradually filled with red zealous warfare, with a bloodthirsty desire to choose people, and looked down at the messy ground under the rock condescendingly.

The monsters watched from the surrounding darkness.

The blessing effect of moonlight and scent has gradually disappeared. They looked at the scarred little wolf cautiously and jealously, but the hunger desire aroused by the smell of blood in the body still urged them to move forward.

Leno spit out blood and minced meat from his mouth. The body still wriggling on the rock wall and on the ground exudes an unstoppable breath, sliding down his mouth and nose into the chest cavity, stimulating the secretion of saliva, and the cruel smell of **** battle inspires its primitive animality and appetite. Every cell in his body seemed to be clamoring for hunger, his vision was stained with red light, and his sight fell uncontrollably on the dying monster on the ground.

His mouth was still burning with the strong dark elements, but his body was already eager to accept them.

At this moment, the barrier behind him disappeared without warning, and the familiar human aura suddenly appeared behind him, warmly enveloping him.

Leno's eyes were clear for a moment, and he turned to look.

The young man stood under the blood moon gradually looming at the tip of the cliff, with the scarlet moonlight falling on his shoulders, and he stood in the dark as if stepping through the darkness.

He quietly swept across the mess in front of him, he didn't seem to be surprised, his eyes didn't even stop. His gaze was fixed on the little wolf standing on the rock wall, his expression focused to the point of gentleness, and then, he stretched out his hand to the little wolf, his clean palm facing upward, and a faint blood red mark on his pale and fragile wrist. Slowly disappear, making a hug gesture.

Leno stared at him.

In an instant, muscle pain and astonishing fatigue hit him like a wave, and the destruction and assimilation of the dark elements made him physically and mentally exhausted.

The blood-stained world slack and disintegrated at the edge of his sight, and the ground was approaching him at an unstoppable speed.

Then, a warm embrace caught him.

Everything fell into darkness.

Ge Xiu stared at the little wolf in his arms, touched the top of his head with his palm, and fumbled down his spine, carefully avoiding the bleeding scars, rubbing the delicate fluff between his wings, with his fingers light. Lightly walked through its blood-stained fur, and then stroked its tail vertebrae, with fingertips sinking into its corroded tail.

He raised his head, the expression on his face was too calm.

The low-intelligence monsters of the lower abyss saw that the beasts with sharp claws and fangs were replaced by humans with thin bodies and no power to bind chickens, and roared excitedly. Only some monsters with relatively high intelligence looked at the young man. Body shape, scarlet pupils flashed with a look of jealousy, in their poor and poor minds, barely insulting and poisonous to this method, but seemingly without deterrence, humans have a vague impression. The physical and subconscious fear makes them a little bit Back —

The **** moonlight was gradually swallowed by the tip of the cliff, the young man's chin was sharp, pale as paper, and his deep eyes were hidden in the darkness.

There was a raging fire in his eyes, but his sight was very cold, as if a gloomy sky above the sea level, a storm was brewing.

Ge Xiu tilted his head. His voice was very soft, as if it could be blown away in a gust of wind.

But there is no flowing air under the cliff, so every word slams heavily into the ground: "How dare you?"