Chapter 24 The Source
As soon as I came out, I saw a pile of corpses. The bodies of more than thirty royal guards were all rigor mortis with hidden body spots, and they had been dead for more than two days.
But in the distance, in the Langfang, the maids and boys walking with lanterns showed no reaction to this. Once again, Wang Zijia's feeling was confirmed that this mysterious realm was like a game scene.
The guard is an active triggering mechanism, and the guard is a passive triggering mechanism, and has group reactivity!
"It feels a bit like downloading a dungeon. Unfortunately, the dungeon was sold before it was cooked. There is no sense of experience. Bad review!"
Wang Zijia thought like this without any self-awareness at all.
If such a weird thing really happened, he probably wouldn't be qualified to wave flags and shout from the sidelines, just like the goat-headed monster battle the night before yesterday.
After a brief inspection of the corpses of the guards, they were all mortals, at least in life, and there was nothing to loot.
Then Wang Zijia began to name the maids and servants in the courtyard one by one. It was no different from before. Before these people could get close to him, they were shocked by his bastard spirit and lay down on the spot.
For a moment, Wang Zijia took in all the moving creatures he was looking at, and then laid down more than ten of them.
The income value is 131, and the skill successfully breaks through the 600-year mark!
After making sure that there were no moving dead objects, Wang Zijia walked towards the center of the courtyard, where the waves that made him irritated and happy continued.
This seems to be a study room, a big one.
"Mine, the master left it to me!"
"Mama..."
"It's mine, Master left it to me!"
"Suck! Suck!"
Approaching the room, two gibbering-like voices sounded, followed by a period of chewing and swallowing sounds. It seemed like someone was fighting over something to eat.
‘Anyone alive? Didn’t it say it was a baby still being conceived? ’
Wang Zijia's thoughts flashed, and he paused for a moment before quietly touching the window, licking his fingers, reaching out and gently poking the window paper, making a hole, and looked inside.
When Wang Zijia saw the situation in the room clearly, his pupils suddenly contracted.
He had made a mistake just now. This was not a study room, but a training room. There was just a bookshelf on the side.
At this moment, in the center of the huge and empty training hall, there was an unknown monster.
It was a huge meat ball with a diameter of nearly two meters. The surface of the meat ball was not smooth. It was like flesh and blood whose skin had been ripped off. It was bright red and extremely rough.
There are looming blood vessels on it, and there are sarcomas, and on each sarcoma, there is a human face.
Where the huge meat ball touches the ground, there are some tangled vein-like roots, as if the meat ball grew out of the ground.
On the top of the meat ball, there is a man and a woman. They seem to be growing on the meat ball, and their chests are submerged in the ball.
There were not many human figures left between the two of them, and they kept biting each other, and the wounds they bitten healed quickly.
When the wounds of the two came into contact with each other, the flesh sprouts stretched out from each other, trying to grow together. And because of their mutual movements, the flesh sprouts stretched and wrapped around each other.
At the same time, both sides seemed to subconsciously avoid each other's heads, and kept clinging to each other's bodies, twisting, entangled, and entangled like snakes. At the same time, they continued to bite, and the wounds continued to heal, and the flesh buds continued to appear.
It seems that the flesh ball below is gradually formed through such entanglement.
"Mine, the master left it to me!"
"Mama..."
"It's mine, Master left it to me!"
"Suck! Suck!"
When they saw each other, both of them were murmuring unconsciously.
"Gulu!"
Looking at such a scene, Wang Zijia subconsciously salivated.
After examining them carefully for a moment, Wang Zijia roughly understood the situation of the two of them.
The two of them should be in the same crazy state as Wang Zijia before, but they were more completely crazy than Wang Zijia and were already unconscious.
I just don’t know if this so-called pregnancy is over, will there be a recovery of consciousness, or the birth of a new thing?
After examining it carefully for a moment, I was confident that I was not afraid of contamination, and the meat ball was probably unable to move at the moment. Feeling the hundreds of years of skill in his body, Wang Zijia took out the dagger and inserted it into the gap in the window.
He breathed out his true energy, moved the dagger upward slightly, cut off the whistle on the window, and opened the window.
He didn't jump into the house immediately, but tensed up his whole body, ready to run away at any time.
As the window opened, the cold moonlight shone into the room, making the room even more gloomy.
This was considered a huge movement, but the meat ball and the two people entangled on it still didn't react at all. Seeing this, Wang Zijia breathed a sigh of relief.
After checking the room at the window to make sure there was no one else, Wang Zijia carefully climbed in and touched the room in front of the huge meat ball.
The meat ball paid no attention to him, as if it were a giant egg.
Wang Zijia circled around him, becoming more courageous.
He gently poked the meat ball with a dagger. The dagger was very sharp, but the meat ball did not match its terrifying appearance at all and had no toughness at all. With a slight touch, blood flowed out.
The blood rolled down the flesh ball, and the wound healed before it even reached the ground. During the whole process, neither Meatball nor the two people above had any special reaction.
This is an [egg]!
Wang Zijia's eyes brightened slightly, and he stabbed a knife into a tumor on the flesh ball.
"puff!"
The sarcoma also looked scary, but it was more fragile than ordinary flesh. With a single stab, it almost went in without the handle.
This time the meatball trembled slightly, and the two people devoured on it seemed to bite faster.
Wang Zijia narrowed his eyes slightly, and after confirming that there was no danger, his whole body's true energy suddenly surged, and the six hundred years of innate true energy rose, and the dagger held in both hands exhaled a half-meter of knife energy.
"Youlong Yishao: Phantom!"
"Youli Ershao: Shuanglonghui!"
"······"
Facing the meatball, Wang Zijia held the dagger, and under the blessing of the knife energy, it was like holding two lightsabers, cutting this fragile thing at a rapid speed.
As the two knives flew, Wang Zijia chopped the meatball into pieces and scattered all over the ground.
But what made Wang Zijia a little nervous was that the bloody meat pieces did not lose their activity after falling to the ground, and kept squirming, trying to reunite. This made him chop more crazily.
"Hua La!"
Finally, the whole meatball was cut into pieces by Wang Zijia, and the two entangled people on it fell down. As the flesh and blood squirmed, the two men's frantic movements slowed down slightly, and they seemed to be sober.
Wang Zijia didn't care about that, and continued to cut the two people who fell, including their two intact heads.
"Puff!"
When he chopped off the skulls and half of the brains of the two heads with one knife, the two people who were entangled and biting each other finally stopped.