Unfathomable Doomsday - 180. Chapter 180

Lu Qiu can be sure that he hates the feeling of being teased by others…

Although no one likes being tricked by others… But Lu Qiu has an ordinary aversion to this aspect.

When I was a child, there seemed to be a guy who used to play with himself for fun, a sloppy man, but Lu Qiuji didn’t know who he was.

And now.

Lu Qiu has always been in a position to play with others, isn’t it?

Picking up the broken MP3, Lu Qiu gently squeezed it into a residue and fell to the ground.

It’s the same this time…

The corner of Lu Qiu’s mouth was slightly outlined, and he raised his hand. Suddenly, a small bat appeared in the shadow cast by the light under Lu Qiu…

The bat flew in front of Lu Qiu, blood surging on its body, forming Lu Qiu’s appearance…

Lu Qiu never said that he is the main body…

The skill of Blood Clone is very easy to use…

As a hunter, Lu Qiu would not underestimate any prey. If this prophetist possesses the prophecy skills, he will definitely escape early. If he stays here, unless he is really looking for death, then there must be a follow-up.

Lu Qiu didn’t know what his back hand was. If he didn’t need to escape because he thought he was powerful, Lu Qiu would crush his confidence severely.

Even if there is no blood control power, the sharpness of Yan Modao is not vegetarian. If Lu Qiu’s combat power is insisted to be defined, it must be slightly stronger than the current strongest knight Don Quixote, except for hand-to-hand combat, regardless of large-scale destructive power. , Is the ultimate goal of the battle, to kill the enemy!

Lu Qiu is absolutely above the strongest knight.

If it is not for your own power, then there must be some special way to escape.

The avatar of blood was stationed at the entrance, drawing a boundary that no life could step out.

The clone turned into blood, flowing into Lu Qiu’s body.

Lu Qiu closed his eyes and began to read the memory in the clone.

The blood doppelganger possesses part of Lu Qiu’s power, and if rigidly defined, it is also a kind of puppet made of blood.

Memories can also be shared.

“Child?” Lu Qiu was taken aback after reading the memory of the clone of blood.

The so-called’prophetist’ didn’t escape early. He, just like Lu Qiu thought, stayed in this room and never left.

The speed of the’Prophetist’ was astonishingly fast, and even approached the point where the blood clone didn’t even have time to shoot, and disappeared in front of him.

But after inheriting Lu Qiu’s abnormal dynamic vision, he still clearly saw the true face of the so-called “prophet”.

Children who are only about twelve years old…children.

Lu Qiu never thought that he would be a child.

and……

‘Yo, my elder brother Gui’an…’

“!”

When Lu Qiu continued to remember, he suddenly found that this guy’s face appeared in front of the blood clone!

The memory of the Blood Clone is like this. When he turned into a little bat and squatted in the corridor, this guy…appeared in front of the Blood Clone!

He did not run away, and even greeted Lu Qiu’s clone!

‘Now is not the time to meet, my elder brother, before I give you a big surprise, I need to maintain a sense of mystery. ‘

This tender and crisp voice seemed to sound in Lu Qiu’s ears!

Lu Qiu wants to see his or her face clearly…

only.

Suddenly a sharp pain came from Lu Qiu’s fingertips.

All the pictures have become blurred.

Lu Qiu was taken aback again, lowered his head and looked at the blood flowing on the ground.

It’s useless!

This was the first time Lu Qiu had encountered blood that he could not control freely.

The existence equivalent to one’s own body, the clone of blood actually…

Recycling failed?

Lu Qiu looked at the blood stained on his fingertips, as if resisting Lu Qiu, or turned into something that did not belong to Lu Qiu.

This time, Lu Qiu was really silent.

Lu Qiu couldn’t control the pool of blood on the desktop.

What is blood?

About 8% of human body weight is blood, and the blood lost more than 4,000 milliliters of blood will die!

But for Lu Qiu, a blood clan, and the true ancestor who has reached the top of this race.

Blood is Lu Qiu’s life! arms! strength! right……

This represents a lot of things. If every drop of scarlet blood is an existence, then Lu Qiu is the king who rules these existences.

No matter who is the blood flowing in his body, he must obey Lu Qiu’s orders.

Now, Lu Qiu’s kingship is being provoked…

How long hasn’t Lu Qiu experienced this feeling? The feeling of losing a weapon…

Right now, the pool of blood flowing on the small table started to draw a weird route on the small table, leaving a trace…

Under Lu Qiu’s gaze, this pool of blood gradually formed a line of English words…

‘I.want.to.play.a.game……’

I… want to play a game with you.

This sentence… is the opening remark of the jigsaw who is a ghost and murderer before the game of death in “Saw Fright”.

Now, the guy who controls the control of these blood wants to express to himself…

Did he become a participant in a certain death game?

The people behind the scenes, ghosts, murderers…

This guy… is it wrong?

Lu Qiu laughed lightly, and then the laughter became louder and louder.

“Participants of the game of death? What a joke…”

Lu Qiu’s finger suddenly swiped on the pool of blood, and the splashing blood burst into a roar like thunder!

“Did you make a mistake!” Lu Qiu’s scarlet pupils exuded a shuddering light. “This kind of boring game has already started! But you are not the planner! It is me! You are nothing but a participant! Insignificant one of the 700 million participants in this world!”

Lu Qiu is not playing a victim, but a ghost hiding behind the scenes! The murderer…

This is the identity in the script that Lu Qiu wrote at the beginning, and no one can change it.

same……

“There is a price to pay for taking away other people’s things.” That pool of blood once again circulates in Lu Qiu’s hands. The Night King has the ability to control any blood, and no one can take away his thousands of troops!

“Do you know that there is something called backlash? Since you gave me such a small gift, then I will give you a copy in return…”

The blood was between Lu Qiu’s fingers, shattered like glass, with the mark that it did not belong to Lu Qiu, together… was crushed to residue by Lu Qiu!

………………

“cough!”

On the outskirts of the church, on a park bench where people came and went, a little figure suddenly knelt to the ground.

Scarlet blood overflowed from his eyes, dripped down his cheeks to the ground…At the same time, a large amount of blood overflowed from his mouth.

This thin and petite figure, looking at his own blood flowing down the ground, not only did not panic, but laughed in a low voice, similar to Lu Qiu’s laughter.

“My elder brother…sure enough…very awesome…but, when the game starts, it doesn’t end…”

Slowly stood up and finally stared at the scenery of the cathedral before disappearing into the crowd.