How Am I Still Alive?

"How is it possible? With such a huge difference in strength, how could it be possible to suppress me with just a single sword. Wait a minute, what kind of sword is this?"

If yesterday, someone said that just relying on a taboo item, they could cross the gap between laws and regulations and restrict themselves, Zhao Yan would only laugh.

"Ah yes yes yes, why not try?"

Equipment determinism is not uncommon in the world of professionals. Powerful taboo items may not only make a high-end professional, but even allow a professional to create their own professional system for it.

But this also has a limit. It is a good thing to want to challenge higher and higher levels just by relying on a quasi-regular, regular-level weapon. For the real strong rules, the more the better. Who would not like.

But now, this uncommon sense situation was right in front of my eyes!

"How is it possible, I can't control my own blood"

Zhao Yan, who vomited blood profusely, could not believe it. He suspected that his ability to control blood had degenerated to that of an apprentice.

What's even more incredible is that there is a "mentor" in front of him.

At this moment, this alien race, who has nothing to do with the blood path, has skillfully used the same "blood mist" ability!

When I tried to pull the blood sea around me to build my own blood blade and blood shield... the control right was actually robbed by it! My own strength has actually become the opponent's blade!

"...It doesn't make sense, it doesn't make sense. Even if this sword has this characteristic, it doesn't make sense for you to use it so skillfully."

Ability is ability, knowledge is knowledge, and using skills requires time and experience to polish. An ordinary person who gets a rifle can immediately shoot through a gun with a hundred paces. No matter how you look at it, there are problems.

At this moment, Dam, who was swinging the sword calmly, was surrounded by a sea of ​​blood, as if a high-level professional of the same path was controlling it.

The blood is both a shield and a weapon, and the blood vortex, which is constantly rotating like a spiral, has become the most powerful weapon for offense and defense.

What Zhao Yan couldn't understand was his incredible "controlling power".

Every drop of blood has its own shape.

Every ball of blood has its own will.

It was as if there were countless invisible hands, showing the control of the "blood clan" that crushed Zhao Yan, who was of the same kind.

Facing one's "superior existence" is obviously extremely uncomfortable

"That is your doom. It is your old enemy, your destiny, and you are destined to die in its hands. Listen, it is eager to suck your blood and life."

The hoarse voice was an unconcealable hatred, but the eyes that lost their focus seemed to be unable to see his mortal enemy clearly.

Dam's pupils were completely red, and his hair was completely gray.

There was a chill inside and out, and while "Frozen Blood" was protecting him from being swallowed by the opponent, he was also hurting himself.

In order to completely cut off the opponent's way of life and prevent the opponent from harvesting the key key from the corpse, Dam even rejected the "antidote" kindly provided by Mr. An Nan.

It's just that at this moment, these words full of hatred are not just his personal will

[Daozhong's resentful last words (two-handed epee), taboo relic, rating: quasi-regular level. 】

[Daozhong, formerly known as Liu Daoxi, used to be an ordinary policeman until his police station was slaughtered, and he witnessed the power of the cultists and the fragility of their lives. When he reappeared three years later, he was no longer the one who was full of enthusiasm. A genius cop from the Heart of Justice, a pure blood feast villain. It is a walking dead who joined an organization that killed his colleagues and friends in order to survive, and abandoned everything. 】

[But in the end, he seems to have met his own destiny. He was terminated by another young policeman in a foreign country]

【Daozhong: Who can tell me, am I wrong? Or is the world wrong? Perhaps, we are all right, but my luck is not very good.]

Even the builder of this sword felt a little embarrassed when he saw this description.

Perhaps, that little police badge was the root cause of his final mental breakdown and his failure to resist desperately.

Perhaps, this is his headwind moment. If he can overcome it, he can also step into the rule level or even higher.

It's a pity that he didn't cross the past, but achieved the quasi-regular rating of this relic weapon

[Function 1: The wraith on the blood feast (quasi-regular level), when encountering a professional of the blood feast or a similar path, will actively awaken a quasi-regular level wraith, which can use most of the blood feast high Path ability, and has a very high priority to control blood elements in similar battles. 】

[When in the "Wraith" state, this sword will greatly increase the damage to specific professionals, with special effects of "must hit", "illusion", and "blood looting". This effect will be enhanced with the increase of the target's total life. 】

Just the first function is enough to see that the person "Dao Zhong" hates the most is still "the same kind".

And now, the red light on the sword is the effect of the full activation of the wraith.

Its ability as a sword will also increase with the opponent's "total number of lives (the number of lives eaten by the blood feast)". That is, the stronger the blood feast and blood-draining life professionals, the more dangerous this sword will be .

Now, his opponent is Zhao Yan, who is a "glutton" that many veterans at the blood banquet rule level can't match. The power of this sword may be activated to the extreme.

Being able to easily knock it down from the atomized state, and severely injure it with a sword, I'm afraid even Dum, who is controlling it, didn't expect the effect to be so good.

The other powerful side of taboo items is the side effects. It's just that the side effects of this sword make Lu Pingan feel subtle.

[Side effect 1, police phobia (quasi-regular level): the holder will inexplicably have a strong sense of uneasiness towards the police, public security officers and other order defenders, and the degree of this fear will be related to the "crime" the holder bears Positively correlated with the time when the sword was used. 】

In a sense, I am afraid that Daozhong's walking is not peaceful. At least, his fear has been deeply buried in the third gold coin, and therefore buried in this magic sword.

[Note: If the holder is a policeman or similar professional, this feature will not be activated. 】

In short, this sword is really good.

But when it faces its natural nemesis, it is powerful and terrifying.

".Impossible, absolutely impossible."

Sun Yan is dead, and Zhao Yan, who is actually weaker, has already reached the end of his life.

In the final stage of madness, the "poisonous blood" he took may not be as much as Sun Yan, but it is definitely a lethal dose.

Now, he encountered his old enemy again. Every attack from him was seen through, and every time the blood element was released, it became a sharp knife against him.

He still didn't give up, he was still struggling to live.

".Such a powerful weapon must cost a lot, and it is not something that a law-level weak can use at will. His hair has turned white visible to the naked eye. This lion man is losing his vitality!"

Zhao Yan is still holding on, he wants to see who will die first.

In fact, his guess was not wrong. Many of the high-end items of the life system are killing themselves before killing the enemy.

[Function 2: Daozhong’s Regret (Quasi-regular level)]

[Side effect 2: Resentment of the dead (quasi-regular level): The resentful spirit in the sword hates every living person, any living person holding a magic sword, once injured, the blood will not stop, and the physical strength will be consumed at a high speed. The growth of time will begin to lose vitality at a high speed (should be shortened)].

Obviously, this is a magic sword that wants the sword master to go down to accompany him, a fierce sword with only malice.

"Die! For my people, for my children, for our past and future."

"What kind of nonsense reason, the weak should be the bread of the strong, you should have died long ago"

The two sides were entangled, and the two wounded were fighting each other to the death.

What they expect, perhaps, is just that the opponent dies before themselves.

And somewhere, someone who just wasted the quasi-regular-level "third gold coin" is playing with the regular-level "third gold coin" that he just got.

"Why not turn Daozhong's third gold coin into a spirit ghost? Heh, only one spirit ghost of the same kind is needed. There are better choices, so why waste it on him."