Digitalization of the World

Chapter 230 Dragon Yin

Between the eyes, it is all blood-colored.

It seems that apart from this round of blood moon, there is nothing else in the world.

Wang Xian's expression was very calm, he had confidence in his own strength, and he had absolute confidence in his ability to escape.

Moreover, Paul Dracula's skill named [Blood Moon Descends], the scene looks a little scary after it is released, and the level of the skill is estimated to be super-level.

It's just a skill that can't even reach the level of forbidden spells. It's really hard to make Wang Xian feel nervous.

"Immortal King, are you afraid?"

Paul Dracula shook a pair of blood-colored flesh wings, flying before the blood moon, making him even more evil and terrifying.

"Besides the disgusting taste, I don't have any other feelings." Wang Xian said lightly.

Paul Dracula's expression froze immediately.

"You will regret this!"

Paul Dracula was furious.

He was very dissatisfied with Wang Xian's performance.

In his opinion, Wang Xian should be afraid, he should be afraid, and he should kneel in front of him and beg him for mercy.

"You talk so much nonsense!"

Wang Xian said with a sneer, and lightly waved the Heavenly Dragon Spear in his hand.

Click!

A thunderbolt condensed from the void and struck towards Paul Dracula.

Mage's low-level skill - [Thunderbolt]

Although it is a low-level skill, it is instant and has special attributes. In addition, Wang Xian often uses [Lightning Art], the skill level of [Lightning Art] has reached level 11, and the attack power of the skill has reached 250%.

Therefore, today's [Lightning Art] is easier to use than ordinary mid-level skills, and the damage is almost too much.

"it's useless!"

Paul Dracula let the thick thunder strike towards him as if he hadn't seen the [Lightning Art].

Seeing that the thunderbolt was about to hit Paul Dracula, the blood moon behind him suddenly burst out with a strong suction force, making the thunderbolt of [Thunderbolt Technique] turn a corner and go straight to the blood moon.

hereby~

A slight sound of annihilation sounded.

[Lightning Art]'s thunder was directly swallowed by the blood moon.

To this, Wang Xian did not have any reaction.

The skills that have reached the super level all have some special attributes.

For example, his forbidden spell skill [Death Storm], within the range of skill release, there are basically no other elements except wind elements. The magical power of the department must be reduced by more than nine levels.

It's a pity that the forbidden spell [Death Storm] requires up to ten minutes of preparation time, otherwise he would have to let the flying rat in front of him understand what terror is!

"What? Are you scared? Keep attacking!" Paul Dracula taunted Wang Xian.

"I'm afraid?"

Wang Xian sneered disdainfully, and frantically threw all kinds of low-level skills towards Paul Dracula.

Ice thorn!

Water polo!

Holy Light Strikes!

...

Hundreds of thousands of mana, combined with the talent [Fountain of Mana], allowed Wang Xian to use low-level skills without any scruples, without worrying about mana at all.

"Do you only have these rubbish skills?"

Paul Dracula continued to taunt.

"You seem to want me to attack you?"

Wang Xian stopped casting magic.

In fact, he had some guesses about the blood moon behind Paul Dracula as soon as the blood moon swallowed the [Thunderbolt Art].

Therefore, when he released the skills later, he only released some low-level magic skills, and he didn't even release the [Lightning Art] and [Fireball], which had higher damage among the low-level magic skills.

Now, Paul Dracula's words confirmed Wang Xian's guess even more.

"If you're afraid, you're afraid, what excuses are you looking for!"

Paul Dracula drank to Wang Xian.

"You are guilty!"

Wang Xian embraced the Dragon Spear, and looked at Paul Dracula as if he was watching a clown performing.

"Hmph! So what if you see through it? The blood moon's power is enough!"

Paul Dracula also seemed to know that it was useless for him to say anything now, and he poked his right hand into the blood moon behind him.

As the saying goes, people with high skills are bold, and Wang Xian did not stop Paul Dracula's behavior at all. He wants to see what kind of tricks this big mouse can play!

Suddenly, Paul Dracula seemed to grab something with his right hand, and his whole body began to exert force, pulling the things in the blood moon out little by little.

I don't know if the thing in the blood moon is too huge, or the thing in the blood moon is too strong, and it is very difficult for Paul Dracula to pull it.

Finally, when Wang Xian was about to get impatient, Paul Dracula's right hand finally pulled out from the blood moon.

He clenched his right hand tightly, and the veins on the back of his hand were bulging, which showed how much strength he was using now.

"Immortal King, not stopping me must be the most regrettable thing in your life! Hahahahaha... No, you have no chance to regret it, die!"

Paul Dracula swung his right hand and threw something about the size of a gold coin towards Wang Xian.

what?

The speed of that little thing was so fast that Wang Xian had no time to see what it was, but Wang Xian knew that it was definitely not a fun thing.

Although he had great confidence in his own strength, Wang Xian chose to avoid it.

With a flash of his figure, Wang Xian disappeared in place.

Skill - [Flickering]

Ong~

Just as Wang Xian appeared, a rapid trembling voice sounded.

Before Wang Xian could react, he felt something appearing on his neck.

insect?

An idea instantly formed in Wang Xian's mind.

"hiss--"

As soon as this idea appeared, Wang Xian felt a sharp pain in his neck.

He was bitten by the bug.

Snapped!

Wang Xian waved his left hand without hesitation, and slapped the bug on his neck.

Unexpectedly smooth.

Wang Xian grabbed the bug around his neck.

"Dung beetle?"

Wang Xian looked at the blood-red bug the size of a gold coin in his hand with a dazed expression.

Although it was blood-colored, the appearance of this bug was clearly similar to the dung beetle he remembered.

But having said that, this bloody dung beetle is really tough enough. Not only did it bite through his skin, but under his slapping, nothing happened at all, and now it is showing its teeth and claws at him.

"Are you okay?"

Paul Dracula's voice sounded full of surprise and disbelief.

"What should I do?"

Wang Xian looked at Paul Dracula strangely.

"Why are you okay!"

Paul Dracula seemed to have a hard time accepting that Wang Xian had nothing to do, so he turned into a blood shadow and rushed towards Wang Xian with a roar.

"roll!"

Wang Xian kicked the somewhat irrational Paul Dracula away.

"Give it back to me!"

Paul Dracula adjusted his figure and rushed towards Wang Xian again.

"Give it back to you? Is this thing important? I'm sorry, it's mine!"

Wang Xian unceremoniously stuffed the bloody dung beetle into the backpack.

The extra space added by 'Tianlong Ring' to the backpack, yes, those backpack spaces can hold almost anything, even live wild monsters, but when they are taken out, most of them are dead and alive is also dying.

Wang Xian didn't care what would happen if the blood-colored dung beetle was put in the backpack, anyway, Paul Dracula cared so much about the blood-colored dung beetle, the less he would return it to him!

Seeing the bloody dung beetle disappear into Wang Xian's hands, Paul Dracula became even more angry.

A pair of originally elegant and exquisite hands, the nails began to extend, became sharp and blood red.

With continuous waving of both hands, the dark red claw marks weaved into a giant net, and it covered Wang Xian.

Wang Xian had already seen Paul Dracula's injury, and knew that this guy couldn't break through his own defense, so he directly ignored the giant net woven by the claw marks.

Roar!

Roar!

Roar!

Three consecutive dragon chants sounded.

[Tianlong Breaks the City] and [Stunning Dragon Slash] whose CDs had been restored were all played by Wang Xian in an instant.

Three illusory dragon shadows rushed towards Paul Dracula roaring.

Paul Dracula has also seen these skills of Wang Xian, and knowing the damage of these skills, the figure quickly dodges in mid-air.

However, the speed of the three dragon shadows was too fast, and one of them had a locking effect.

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7125-

8647

Paul Dracula only escaped an attack from the phantom dragon shadow, and the remaining two hit him.

At the same time, Paul Dracula hit the blood web also arrived.

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0

Unbreakable as always!

"Immortal King, are you at this level? Look at what this is!"

Paul Dracula's mocking voice sounded again.

Wang Xian looked, and immediately saw numbers with + signs floating above Paul Dracula's head.

+5000

+5000

+5000

The number is neither big nor small, but the frequency is very fast, almost every second.

"Under the blood moon, I am invincible! Hahahaha..."

Paul Dracula laughed wildly and presumptuously!

"It's really annoying!"

Seeing the continuously recovering health above Paul Dracula's head, and thinking of the damage he had done to Paul Dracula, Wang Xian couldn't help but sigh.

"Desperate!"

Paul Dracula had a smug look on his face.

"Can you fucking shut up!"

Wang Xian couldn't help cursing.

This guy has been BBing endlessly. If it wasn't for [Extraordinary Power] and the ability to lock blood, he would have been able to send this big flying mouse back to his hometown with one shot.

"Rude!"

"I'm rude to you, uncle!" Wang Xian scolded again.

Do you really think he has no way to deal with this big flying mouse?

Now, he still has two skills that can kill this big flying mouse, but this must be when the flying mouse does not have the ability to lock blood.

Now, he just forced out the big mouse's blood-locking skill once.

As the person with the highest level of Blue Star, Wang Xian would not believe that this big mouse that can only fly only has a blood lock skill.

"Fairy King, you can only use your tongue!" Paul Dracula continued to mock Wang Xian.

Do you want to take a gamble?

Seeing Paul Dracula's arrogant appearance, Wang Xian asked himself in his heart.

His two skills that can kill Paul Dracula in seconds without Paul Dracula's blood lock skills are [Dragon Chant] and [Sacrificial Dance].

[Dragon Song] is a fixed damage skill. With a 500% bonus, Wang Xian can instantly deal hundreds of thousands of fixed damage.

For 【Sacrifice Dance】, Wang Xian actually doesn’t want to use it. He is really in awe of this skill, and his inner feeling tells him that it’s better not to use this skill if he uses it too much. Bad things happen.

Therefore, it is said that there are two skills, but in the case of less than a last resort, it is actually one skill.

"Immortal King, enjoy the beauty of blood!"

When Wang Xian was thinking about how to deal with Paul Dracula, Paul Dracula's unusual words sounded.

The blood moon hung above the sky, bursting out with endless blood-colored light.

It was a kind of extremely intense blood-colored light.

Sticky!

nausea!

The bloody rays of light condensed into tentacles, which thrust toward Wang Xian.

The speed of the bloody tentacles is too fast!

Instantly cut through the void and hit Wang Xian.

At this moment, Wang Xian's defense of more than 100,000 yuan was like a fake, and it had no effect on the bloody tentacles. Even though those bloody tentacles were inserted into his body,

Gudong!

Gudong!

A swallowing sound came from the bloody tentacles.

They are sucking the blood of Wang Xian.

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8000-

8000-

8000

Every time the bloody tentacles absorbed it, Wang Xian lost eight thousand points of blood.

In addition to the blood loss number above Wang Xian's head, there is also a number with a + sign floating up, which is his life recovery.

[Longevity Art] comes with life recovery, coupled with Wang Xian's life recovery speed exchanged with purgatory points, Wang Xian can recover tens of thousands of life points at a time.

However, there are too many tentacles.

Wang Xian's life recovery speed couldn't keep up with the speed of those tentacles sucking food.

"Hahaha... Immortal King, despair!"

Paul Dracula laughed maniacally.

Wang Xian frowned.

This kind of skill is something he didn't want to lose. The tentacles suck his blood, and the damage caused is a fixed damage. After subtracting his 2,000 fixed damage reduction, there are still 8,000 damage. This skill is really scary. !

+45174

suddenly.

A terrifying number with a + sign floated above Wang Xian's head, and his lost HP was pulled back a lot in an instant.

Immediately afterwards, a white lotus flower appeared above Wang Xian's head, emitting a faint radiance.

Those tentacles trembled crazily as if encountering a natural enemy, and quickly withered.

Wang Xian's gaze also fell on a figure not far away who was holding a staff and waving at him.

Cheng Yao!

Wang Xian nodded and smiled at Cheng Yao, and immediately sent her a voice message telling her to stay away.

Although Cheng Yao was suspicious of Wang Xian's news, she still obediently withdrew towards the rear.

"Flying mouse, I have had enough of you!"

Wang Xian gave a loud shout and directly activated the [Dragon Chant] skill.

Roar!

Incomparably terrifying, the sound of dragon chant that shook the world came from Wang Xian's mouth.

PS: The book friends in the book city can’t see the relevant works, that is, the attributes and skills of some equipment. I will put some attributes and skills of equipment in the author’s words in the next chapter.