Born to Be Rebellious [Quick Transmigration]

Magic-driven golems and bone dragons transport a huge number of rune stones to the positions marked on the scrolls. Dark wizards chant mantras all the time in the mage tower. A huge stream of elements rushes on the wasteland, roaring like a wave.

The huge **** circle spread out, and with the injection of elements, it shimmered, almost reflecting the dull and shadowless sky into an unknown blood red.

"Found him."

Melville opened his eyes abruptly, and the purple pupils lit up in the dark, gleaming with the cruel excitement of a predator.

The demons are already scarce in number, except for the number that must stay in the mage tower in order to maintain the formation, there are not many that can act.

However, how many powerful demons could it take to capture a human being trapped by the **** circle.

A squad consisting of twenty advanced demons and fifty subordinate demons set off from the mage tower and flew quickly toward the position shown by the magic circle. The huge black wings covered the sky and set off a strong air current.

The demons headed by are Ace.

The human had escaped from his men once, and this time he would never allow the same thing to happen,

The wounds left by the previous encounter on his body have long been healed under the treatment of the mage, but the soul imprint left by the punishment is still aching deep in his body.

This is a wound of shame.

Ace flapped his bone wings, and the wind with dark elements blew past his ears. A pair of scarlet eyes were slightly tightened by the excitement of pain and the excitement of revenge, staring tightly at the rugged and undulating horizon in the distance. .

His vision is connected to Melville, who is sitting in the mage tower, so that everything can be faithfully presented to the commander.

This distance is not far, especially under the rapid march of the demons, it is as short as a blink of an eye.

The position displayed by the circle is getting closer.

In the vast wasteland with nothing, a small black spot can be seen standing alone in the middle, bound by a powerful restraint formation from head to toe, unable to move, and helplessly isolated.

A excited smile appeared on Ace's lips, his wings folded, and then he swooped down!

The small black spot quickly magnified in the field of vision.

The heart undulates vigorously in the chest, violently pounding against the ribs, making a thumping sound of excitement due to the upcoming victory.

The young man stood quietly in the empty wilderness, with thin shoulders, his face up motionless, his facial features were a little blurred due to the distance, his pale face almost melted into the night sky, and his eyes became darker and brighter. The dark fire burned silently and warmly at the bottom of the abyss.

The scarlet lines were completely clear, hugging his slender and pale limbs tightly like vines, stretching out from the neckline with teeth and claws, and the extreme color impact became more and more thrilling in the darkness.

The sound of the wind whistled, rolling and pulling his hair that had grown to his shoulders, like a pitch-black flag, hunting and swaggering.

At this moment, the boy raised his hand.

——He can move! ?

This is impossible!

Ace's heart was shocked, and the speed of his dive suddenly slowed down-such a powerful binding spell, as long as he was trapped in it, there would be no...

Get away...

room--

The extended bone wings on his back seemed to be sealed by cement. The bones and blood were solidified, and every joint of his body was instantly frozen. The demon's vigorous and powerful body was full of strength in an instant, but it was impossible to get rid of the invisible and terrifying. His **** is like looking directly at Medusa's pupils, feeling every inch of skin on his body being petrified and stiff, until-a living pause.

It seems that time is stagnant here.

The demons with wings on their backs are like specimens frozen in ice, firmly nailed to the sky stained dark red. Only the eyes widened in horror can tell that they are still living species.

The palm of the boy's hand in the air is slender and slender.

It looks so beautiful and so fragile.

He smiled and suddenly gathered his fingers.

"Dang Cang Dang Cang!"

The demons hung in the air are like puppets with short ropes, slamming heavily into the soil.

at the same time.

Melville, who was sitting inside the Mage Tower, was shocked, staring incredulously at a scene that was almost beyond his comprehension. The other wizards behind him also watched the sudden situation in horror—the formation was still intact. Running without damage, the elements continued to supplement the formation with the chanting of the spell, but they were like a clay cow entering the sea, without any effect. In the imaged mirror, the boy still moved without any hindrance.

How could this be?

Melville's face was pale, suddenly he seemed to think of something, and suddenly turned his head to look at the mage behind him.

The dark purple pupils shrank, and gritted his teeth and said, "Magic puppet!"

During the entire search process, only the core magic stone of the magic puppet was replaced and replaced with a magic stone that can be directly connected to the mage——!

And almost the entire process of setting up the magic circle was completed by the magic puppet and the bone dragon.

That human must have moved his hands and feet against the magic circle in this process!

But... it is almost impossible to complete the influence on such a large number of magic puppet groups!

The opponent's level of control over the dark elements could not have such a terrifying increase!

unless……

Melville stood up with almost panic speed, rushed to the table full of parchment papers and turned it over. In the end, he found the long scroll with the deduction process and the prediction diagram, and the wizard tower was gradually moving away from the outside. Contrast with the moon phenomenon rising below the horizon--

His face twisted and his expression became extremely terrible.

The calculation was ultimately wrong.

The night of the full moon came earlier than everyone expected.

time……

Just tonight.

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The incantation stone is really a very interesting thing.

It is more like a machine than magic.

The incantation engraved on the spar is like the core code, and the dark element contained in the spar is fuel.

Low-level magic puppets are the most difficult to be influenced, because they are purely closed-circuit machines. However, after they are upgraded, ports that can be remotely controlled by the magician are created on the magic stone-they become controllable and can be Changes can become pawns.

Ge Xiu looked at the immobile demon in front of him, and a happy smile passed over his lips.

How interesting.

He really likes the world more and more.

At this moment, a burst of blood-red light shone from behind, casting his shadow in front of him.

If Ge Xiu felt something, he turned to look at the blood moon slowly rising from below the horizon.

The once distant and faint waning moon became round and huge at this moment, like a huge scarlet eye, almost occupying a small part of the sky, as if it could be touched by a hand. It slowly and steadily rises from below the rugged and uneven ground, like a substantial moonlight flowing on the ground like a river of blood, smearing the entire wilderness into a bright and dazzling blood red, making it cruel and terrifying. Calvary became more and more terrifying.

There was a strange attraction coming from the depths of the blood moon. The irresistible sense of calling made Ge Xiu almost unable to move his steps, and could only stand in place and wait.

The **** moonlight filled his cheeks and dyed his eyes red.

At this moment, there was an extremely distinct tugging sensation under his feet.

Ge Xiu regained his senses abruptly, and looked down at his feet in the direction from which the force came—the little wolf pulled his trousers with sharp teeth, seeming to want to drag him in which direction, golden red eyes. Indescribable eagerness gleams in it.

Yes, I must go now. If you wait for the group of demons to slow down and find that they have moved their hands and feet in the formation of the formation by controlling the demons, then it will be too late to leave.

The little wolf found Ge Shuzhi back to the cage, so he let go of his trousers, turned and ran in a certain direction in the distance.

It ran a few steps, jumped onto a rock, and then looked back at him.

... seems to be telling him to follow.

Ge Xiu raised his eyebrows, and without hesitation, he was ready to raise his leg and ran in the direction indicated by the wolf, but before he took a step, a strong and dangerous wind came from his ear, pressing against his cheek. Passing, blasted the ground in front of him with a long crack, blocking the road in front of him.

He subconsciously dodged to the side, but the hair around his cheeks was still cut, and it fell to the ground.

Ge Xiu turned his head back abruptly.

I saw that Ace, who was stiffly lying on the ground just now, actually supported the weapon in his hand and stood up. It was a sharp hook made of dragon bones and blood thorns, and the thorn thorn at one end was deeply plunged into his palm. Among them, the purple-black Mozu blood ticked down his palms.

He raised his head, and under the long sharp corners, a pair of dark purple pupils gleamed under the shining of the blood moon. His eyes were cold and sticky, and there was a strange look that was almost fanatical and obsessed in the depths of his eyes, winding up like a snake, entwining the human beings not far away.

Ge Xiu looked strange: "You are not him."

Only the caster of development can ignore the binding effect of the formation.

His eyes were gleaming, and he looked up and down carefully with an almost enthusiastic and curious look, as if to cut through the opponent's skin with his own eyes, and carefully studied the structure of his musculoskeletal and internal organs: "It's really interesting. , So how did you do it?"

Zitong's Demon Race has completely stood up, his posture and expression carry an extraordinary cruelty and arrogance, which is totally different from before.

He smiled and said:

"It's just a side effect of the soul imprint, which can give the applicator a series of interesting advantages."

Ge Xiu's eyes brightened, and the corners of his lips were uncontrollably excited: "So are you controlling him remotely? Or... his body holds your soul?"

The Mozu raised his eyebrows in surprise and looked at the human being in front of him. The lingua franca that was originally difficult to use has become extremely proficient and accurate at this moment. The pronunciation has a little exotic and wonderful accent, smooth and elegant like velvet: "Look. Come on, you know a lot about this... I can hardly believe that you have never received magic training—so, are you figuring out these yourself? Including invading and manipulating my golem?"

Ge Xiu blinked and said with a smile: "If you don't want to be invaded, you should spend more time thinking about it."

The contempt and arrogance in his words made the smile on Melville's lips stiff.

However, he quickly reduced his excess emotions, gracefully saluted Ge Xiu, and introduced himself:

"Meeting for the first time. You can call me Melville."

Ge Xiu didn't answer, just turned his head to look east.

The Magic City of Este is standing in that direction.

The dark element was drawn from the side like a thin trickle, rushing towards the city of enchantment.

A few seconds later, Ge Xiu withdrew his gaze, his gaze once again fell on the purple pupil demon in front of him, and a naive and innocuous smile appeared on his lips: "Although I really want to know more about each other with you, But the time left for me this time seems to be running out-after all, others seem to be trying to cut off the elements in the magic circle."

Melville did have this idea. When the elements in the magic circle were emptied, the restraining circle naturally became invalid, and all the incapable demons naturally returned to their original state.

This is the most foolproof method.

After all, at this point, he can no longer bear the consequences of failure.

But obviously, this method has not worked.

There is only one way to go.

Melville straightened the smile on his lips, and the fanatical light in his pupils grew hotter and harder to hide:

"Yes, time is running out."

The words have not yet fallen, and the curse hits Ge Xiu directly under the strong wind. The tall Mozu instantly rises into the air, holding the thorny blade in his hand, and rushing towards Ge Xiu, his lips are frantic and addictive. The smile of blood:

"——So in order to avoid unnecessary pain, I suggest that you do not resist."

Ge Xiu had already prepared.

He rolled to the side, and took advantage of the terrain to avoid the attacking side. The dark rocks on his side exploded by the way, countless sharp gravel and dust rose up, and the blood-colored tip of the thorn blade extended like a living thing under the moonlight. , Breaking through the layers of smoke and dust quickly hit him, but when he was about to wrap his ankles, he was blocked by a thick elemental shield.

Almost as soon as it was blocked, the Demon Race's bone wings stirred, and its slender figure was like a deadly blade, and it hit the front in the blink of an eye.

His purple pupils flashed with a look of certainty, and the sharp black claws stretched out towards the boy who was close at hand——

Ge Xiu stared at the pitch-black pointed armor that was almost near the tip of his nose, a secret and contemptuous smile quickly passed over his lips, and his pitch-black eyes reflected the ice-cold snowy light on the tip of the blade, tearing like lightning like a cloud of darkness. The sky illuminates the bottomless abyss.

He seemed to sneer silently.

Before Melville had time to think, the next second, huge pressure and terrible force came from his ankle, pulling him and falling backward.

After being severely pinched to the ground, his eyes widened. In his sight, a tall magic puppet rushed forward and clamped his shoulders tightly with cold mechanical claws. At the edge of his sight, it was almost instantaneous. , More magic puppets broke ground.

Amidst the toothy clash of metal, the boy's inattentive voice seemed to be coming from a very far away place:

"...In order to avoid unnecessary pain, I suggest that you don't resist."

His mocking smile seemed to remain on Melville's iris.

But he had no chance to fight back.

Almost only in an instant, the densely packed steel golems occupied this seemingly empty field almost in an instant. From behind the rocks in the distance, there are more middle-level and high-level golems surging continuously. Then, the huge bone dragon flapped its bone wings in the air, swooping from the distant sky, and the magical-powered skull was shining with scarlet light of spell stone.

Like a storm, like a wave, engulfing the terrifying force that destroys the sky and the earth, the black roars and gathers in this direction.

Under the tsunami-sounding army of this mountain, the slender human teenager looked so fragile and small.

The corners of Ge Xiu's lips were raised, and the dark eyes were burning with evil and pleasant light, which was almost inhuman cruelty.

——He was the one who was delaying time just now.

He waved his hand and commanded lightly:

"go."

At the moment his words fell, the army that was supposed to be controlled by Melville attacked their former master with a steely and unsuspecting posture. The tricks were lethal and merciless, and the spells were gradually gradual like fireworks. The ascending blood moon exploded, almost igniting the eternal black Skull Land—they are machines without pain and thought, constantly moving toward the only goal, as if all the meaning of existence is to let the glory of life Take it away from the eyes of that demon race.

Melville wrestled in the magical creation that had no mind and would not retreat. The thorny blade shone with a dazzling blood color, and cut all the existence in front of him while he was tossing and turning, but every time he created a gap, there would always be a new magic puppet to fill in, even the machinery that had escaped from the body. The residual limbs tried every means to attack him.

He struggled with difficulty and retreated after the impact.

As the tip of the food chain on the back of the continent, the power of the Demon Race is far greater than these Demon Bone Dragons. However, this does not mean that a Demon Race can face thousands of intermediate or above Demon Dolls--!

What's even more hateful is that most of these magic puppets were created under his orders!

Melville gritted his teeth, almost vomiting blood, inexplicably stubbornly stumbled on his feet, and this stubborn sensation was in the chest of one of the magic puppets near his side with his claws. The spell stone reached its peak when it was injured by the defensive spell set in it.

and! This spell was even created by him!

It would be fine if he was in his own body. As the chief mage of the demon clan, he could easily grasp the huge range of attacks. But in the final analysis, he himself was actually sitting in the mage tower hundreds of miles away, just controlling Ace's body remotely.

——The sad and abominable single-celled creature, who only knows how to fight and fight, and the affinity of the elements can be so low!

The scarlet moonlight covered the metal armor of the demon doll, and the huge plain was like a roaring sea of ​​blood, and the stubborn demon race was like a little pitch-black boat dangling in the waves of blood, supporting it with difficulty under the impact of the storm.

The scene before him was so **** and spectacular, with a kind of almost magical attraction.

Ge Xiu jumped off the rock lightly, barely glancing in that direction again.

The blood moon is about to rise into the sky, and the elements in the magic circle are gradually being emptied. Time is pressing now and cannot be wasted.

However, a second before the foot touched the ground, his knees suddenly softened.

Ge Xiu hit the ground heavily in the imbalance.

His face suddenly became white, as if the **** moon all over his body had been drawn completely in an instant, his teeth clenched tremblingly, and swallowed a wailing deep in his throat into his stomach.

The protruding fingers of the blue veins shivered into the ground, and the round and huge blood moon reflected in his suddenly dilated pupils.

The **** moon hasn't lifted off yet.

However, the pain came early.

Ge Xiu shivered and curled up on the ground. The totem that was already clearly visible on his body seemed to be oozing red blood drops, and the strange lines seemed to be able to absorb his vitality, and he slowly twisted.

The spell controlling the magic puppet suddenly stopped.

The blood-colored metal wave seemed to have been pressed by the pause button, and all the magical creations froze in place.

The dark and crushing center burst open suddenly, and the Demon Race leaped out of it. Although he looked embarrassed, he didn't have much fatal injuries on his body.

Melville stretched out the tip of his blood-red tongue, licked the injured lips, and then suddenly flapped the bone wings behind him, rushing towards the human being curled up on the ground.

For him, time is running out.

Almost in the gap between the heartbeat and the heartbeat, the heavy breathing of the beast and the terrible growl almost sounded behind his ears. Although Melville was slightly dulled by the fierce battle just now, it was not Without losing the demon's instinct, the dark element condensed barrier condensed behind him, but the indestructible magic shield was as fragile as a piece of paper under the opponent's claws, and was torn apart almost without pause.

Melville had to hide in embarrassment, but he still hadn't had time to avoid the strong wind that was engulfed by the claws.

Four deeply visible bone scars spread from the back to the wings, the flesh was rolled up, and purple blood dripped down along the wound.

The silver-gray fur beast landed lightly and stood in front of the young man, with its back bulging, its fangs bared, and the red-gold vertical pupils in the dark with a primitive and **** brutality, guarding it with an undoubted protective posture. The teenager behind him.

Melville stood still, raising his brows in shock, but his expression became solemn:

"Fenrir? I thought this race was extinct ten thousand years ago."

This ancient race is terribly powerful and is said to be a monster created by the God of Creation himself. Their vitality is extremely powerful, and their teeth and claws can even shred God's Domain. Even, according to legend, the adult Fenrir has the power to rival the gods.

And what is in front of me... seems to be a cub?

Melville didn't have time to think about why this perished race appeared on Calvary. He only knew that the timing was not right now, and he would wait until the next time it was a thousand years later.

He held the bloodblade of thorns in his hand, flapped his wings, and dived toward the Fenrir.

Sharp blades, sharp teeth, roars, and blood spread out under the blood moon, but as time went by, the little wolf gradually occupied a disadvantaged position.

It is a cub after all.

No matter its size, strength, or speed, they are not as good as the adult demons in their heyday.

The Blood Moon slowly climbed upward, and the scarlet totem almost smudged the air close to Ge Xiu's skin into a deep red, spreading like silk threads.

The little wolf was kicked severely in his stomach and rolled a few times on the ground, his back slammed into a hard rock.

Melville shook his hand, glanced at the scarred Fenrir with fear, and let out a deep breath.

Unexpectedly, this cub was much more difficult to deal with than he expected. If it hadn't been for it hadn't grown up, the outcome would not be known.

He retracted his gaze and walked quickly to Ge Xiu's side and squatted down.

In the slightly blurred vision, Eleno saw that the tall Mozu carefully put his arms through the bends of his legs and back, and hugged the thin human teenager in his arms, then stood up and turned around. Want to go.

He wants to take him away.

He wants to take him away.

The fragile white petal fragment flashed in front of his eyes, the flame magic exploded in the schistosome swarm, and the back that stood in front of him before his vision collapsed.

From his side...take away...

Leno stretched out his scarlet tongue and rolled the residual ischemic meat on his teeth into his mouth. The scarlet red color rolled in the golden beast pupils, his slender pupils were tightened, and uncontrollable tyranny spread in his eyes.

Revenge and leaving have become pale words in my mind at this moment.

He doesn't allow it.

Melville stirred his bone wings and was about to fly to the sky, but his calf hurt suddenly!

The Fenrir cub rushed over at some unknown time, biting his calf firmly, and with a strong jaw, it pulled off a large piece of flesh and blood, and the foul-smelling purple blood was thrown around, Mel Will yelled involuntarily.

It stared at the Mozu with those pure scarlet pupils, opened and closed its sharp teeth, chewed the piece of meat three times, and swallowed it.

It was an extremely hungry sight, and there was a kind of almost crazy desire and obsession in it, staring at him stubbornly.

Melville's heart was shocked, and he subconsciously fluttered his wings.

However, before he could react, the human teenager held in his arms suddenly violently violently raised his hand to embrace his shoulder, and then severely opened his mouth and bit the side of his neck. The dark eyes were caused by Aching and trembling, but deep in the abyss-like pupils, wild madness and excitement burned, as if it was this moment that had been waiting for. He chewed and chewed the meat in his mouth. The purple blood completely wetted his chin and chest, and the color of the blood moon was reflected in his eyes.

Bloody and violent.

When Fenrir swallowed that piece of flesh and blood, his figure seemed to grow up in an instant. It flapped its wings, opened its blood-stained mouth, and leaped again, and fiercely tore off the second piece of meat-chewing, Swallowing, swallowing, absorbing-power rushes through its body and blood vessels, the silver-gray fur is dyed into thick ink-like black at a speed visible to the naked eye, and the only remaining bit of gold in the vertical pupil is covered with bright red, around the body The dense dark elements leaped happily, welcoming their compatriots to join in.

This is the predator at the top of the food chain, thirstingly plundering its own power, declaring the status and spoils it should have.

Falling from the bright side, he finally became a dark elector.

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