Born to Be Rebellious [Quick Transmigration]

Fenrir’s size exploded several times in just a few breaths. The smelly purple blood wetted the jaws of the giant wolf. The sharp white teeth were like extremely efficient slaughter machines, just a little scratching past. A large piece of **** flesh was chewed and swallowed in an instant, and then quickly converted into pure and terrifying energy. Its vertical pupils were scarlet, shining with the cold light that belongs to top predators. It seemed to be some kind of monster from the deepest nightmare, huge and terrifying.

The struggle of the demons is so weak and powerless under its claws.

Almost all attacks were neutralized, and he could only watch himself being torn apart and devoured.

First, a whole leg and half of the palm, then the bone wings on the back, and then the soft abdomen was cut open, purple blood gushing out, moistening the hard chin of the giant wolf hair, and then being licked by the scarlet tongue. clean.

The human young man in his arms hugged his head with his arms covered with scarlet evil patterns, and then twisted sharply.

"Ka".

A clear bone crack sounded, and the incomplete Mozu fell softly, and the light of life slowly faded from his eyes.

There was an instant silence on the wasteland.

Ge Xiu fell in his pool of blood, the only remaining strength was lost from his limbs, and the fatal and terrifying pain came back again. All the sounds and colors seemed to pull away from his mind, his fingers trembling and curled, and the scarlet totem bulged from his skin, beating with the beat of the heart.

He felt his left hand arched gently by the wet object, and warm breath sprayed on the back of his hand.

In the next second, the hot, rough tongue licked the back of his hand, the palm of his hand, and rolled over the gap between his fingers, bringing a slight pain like sandpaper.

Ge Xiu lifted his eyelids with difficulty. In the blurry and swaying vision, the huge black wolf completely covered the moonlight, and the **** halo outlined its figure, reflecting a faint shimmering light on the fangs, thick. The smell of blood rushed to his face, and the two scarlet vertical pupils almost merged with the **** moonlight, and there was a kind of almost barbaric primitive magic.

The barbed bright red tongue licked his wrist and stretched upward along the slender wrist bone and slender forearm.

As the tip of the tongue slides, the pale skin is scratched with a faint pink color, and the semi-dry blood is licked.

Its eyes are always tightly locked to Ge Xiu's face, and there is a kind of amazing violence and possessiveness shining in the bottom of the eyes, as if to swallow his flesh and blood, chew his bones, and swallow it alive into his stomach. The sharp fangs that can tear everything hung on the skin just half an inch, and as long as he moved forward a little bit, his arm could be pulled off directly.

In the intense and continuous pain, Ge Xiu raised his hand little by little, and his fingertips touched the sharp ears of the huge and deadly beast.

The fluffy ear tips trembled sensitively, and habitually pressed them towards the back of his head.

Ge Xiu burst into a trembling laugh.

Then, his vision collapsed and his consciousness plunged into darkness—he fainted in severe pain.

Inside the mage tower.

Melville slammed forward, a mouthful of blood spewed from his mouth, and tickly slid down his chin onto the complex array below his body.

Before he could wipe it, he stumbled up and yelled at the other wizards behind him:

"How is it? Has the binding circle failed?"

The mages were equally pale, with sweat beads on their foreheads, as if they were exhausted.

The headed demon clenched his teeth and replied in a hoarse tone-shifted voice: "My lord, give us one last time--!"

The scarlet moonlight slowly flowed from the outside of the mage tower into the window, sliding down the dark window, the huge blood-red moon was about to climb to the center of the sky, and the demons were waiting for a thousand-year opportunity to come— !

Melville stared at the time funnel with only the last dust left, counting the seconds in his heart.

At this time, the mage's relieved voice came from behind:

"My lord! It's over!"

As soon as the voice fell, the huge magic circle outside the window suddenly extinguished, leaving only the light of the blood moon shining on the top of Calvary.

On a messy wasteland, among countless stiff and gloomy golems, a small team composed of higher demons and subordinate demons flapped their wings and leaped into the air, covering the sky with black pressure, and countless scarlet eyes lit up in the dark sky. The bone wings fanned and rolled up a huge air current, which hit the ground.

Fenrir's size has skyrocketed to the height of one person. Its dark hair is wet with blood, and it presents an asphalt-like texture in the moonlight. It hunkers down and is firmly blocked between the demons and the humans who have fallen into a coma. , White heat gushes out from between the sharp fangs, and the scarlet vertical pupil is full of astonishing fighting spirit.

The demons pounced toward it like a meteor falling from the sky, and the sound of weapons piercing the sky was like a sharp howl.

The giant wolf's vigorous body was tightened into a flexible bowstring, only waiting for the moment when the power broke the bank.

The last dust fell from the narrow and slender neck.

The blood moon climbed to the center of the sky.

The back of the entire continent was shrouded in a **** halo that was almost sacred and treacherous, and every abyss and ravine was illuminated. All the dark creatures were agitated at this moment, looking up and worshiping the huge chakra with pious and crazy eyes. Terrible moon.

The totem suddenly broke free from the shackles of the skin.

The scarlet patterns originally wrapped around the limbs spread out in the air. The complex and ancient patterns seemed to be moved by invisible hands. They stretched out under the blood-red moonlight. In the center of the totem is a huge eye, with round pupils. This treacherous and long-lasting sense of shock makes all creatures who look at it instinctively fall into stagnation and fear. It is the awe and tremor from the depths of the soul, and no existence can contend with it.

All the demons froze in place.

In this fleeting moment of stagnation, Elano bit the throat of the closest demon, and when he was about to pounce on the second prey, he felt that something lightly touched the tip of his tail. Tugged, the action was weak, but he couldn't ignore it.

Leno turned his head back abruptly.

Ge Xiu didn't know when he had already woke up, his eyes were open, and blood-colored totems were reflected in the depths of his pitch-black pupils, and the corners of his **** lips were slightly aroused as if he couldn't help but laugh, and there was an indescribable calm expression on his pale face. , He opened his arms, his throat seemed to have completely lost the ability to pronounce, he pointed to the totem, his lips opened and closed, and he made a silent mouth shape:

"go."

With Leno's pupils suddenly enlarged, it seemed that something that had been overlooked for a long time became clear.

About Mozu.

Regarding the reverse side of the mainland.

—And why they are so eagerly trying to find Ge Xiu.

The giant wolf quickly turned around, humped the human lying on the rock on its back, spread the huge wings behind it, flapped it vigorously, and rushed towards the open eyes in the center of the totem. It took only one breath before and after. Its figure was swallowed by the totem shimmering with blood red luster, and the demons behind it awakened like a dream, and hurriedly pursued it with all its strength.

But it was too late.

The huge totem suspended in the air suddenly gathered, disappearing instantly like a flame.

Melville, who had just arrived from the Mage Tower, had her pupils shrunk, bloodshot rolled out from the bottom of his eyes, and an angry and hoarse voice rushed out of his throat: "No!!"

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A full moon hangs high, and the cold moonlight falls on the lake like a fine yarn, and the sparkling lake water is like silk.

"Puff-!"

A loud noise broke the gentle and tranquil moonlight, and the lake surface seemed to be thrown into a thousand tons of boulders, and a large spray of water suddenly splashed, like a heavy rain, soaking the rocks and grass on the lakeside.

But in a short moment, a giant wolf with wings on its back broke through the lake, rushed out of the water, and stumbled towards the lake.

It leaned down and let the human teenager lying on its back slide gently on the grass along its back.

Ge Xiu's eyes were closed tightly, his complexion was pale, the blood of his lips faded away, his jet-black eyelashes were dripping on his face, and his thin chest and collarbone were barely undulating. On the pale skin below the neck, the scarlet bright lines slowly faded and faded, as if hiding deeply in his body again.

Leno lowered his head and sniffed him, then stretched out his tongue to lick the drops of water on his body, licking his cheeks, neck, and collarbone very possessively. Immediately afterwards, he showed his fangs, and his sharp white teeth cut through the soft and fragile skin, slowly sinking into the side of the boy's neck.

Red blood poured out, and then was swept away greedily by the scarlet tongue.

A dark golden rune slowly appeared on the smooth and pale skin, and the golden veins were flowing with blood red that was almost evil, which looked very strange in the night.

There was an exclamation in the gloomy forest not far away:

"The God of Light is on!"

The light spell ignited a white halo in the night and landed on the grass beside Ge Xiu.

"Let go of him! You beast! Get out!"

Elanor raised his head, with the tip of his tongue rolled over the scarlet human blood on his lips, and in the scarlet vertical pupils, a man and a woman walking out of the darkness were reflected, wearing the robes of the Bright Magic Academy, confronting him bluffingly. , The headed man held the staff tightly in his hand, pointed at Elano at the faintly radiant tip, silently chanting offensive spells.

That level of spells hardly deserved to tickle Fenrir's fur.

Eleno looked deeply at Ge Xiu who was unconscious at the side.

On the boy's collarbone, the golden red spell slowly faded and disappeared, and the cut wound healed at a speed visible to the naked eye, and in the end only a little undried blood remained on the neck.

Immediately afterwards, he slowly backed up a few steps, turned around and jumped into the darkness, his vigorous figure leaped a few times, and disappeared into the deep darkness of the night in just a few seconds, leaving only the unawakened ones. The young man fell asleep quietly by the undulating lake.