Celestial being

After a while, the blood-red light in Mandrill King's eyes dimmed, he stopped moving again, and returned to his original state.

"What's going on? There seems to be something wrong with this Man King's intelligence?" He was confused.

At this moment, the Mandrill King had already stood up and walked towards the blood pool.

Yuan Ming raised his eyebrows and looked at the rune carvings surrounding the blood pool, vaguely feeling that something would happen after the Mandrill King stepped into it.

But just when the Mandrill King was about to step over the talisman buried on the ground, it suddenly stopped.

"Did he discover it?" Yuan Ming was surprised.

But soon, Yuan Ming discovered that he was worrying too much.

The reason why the Mandrill King paused seemed to be because the blood in his eyes had once again converged, as if there was another problem with his mind, and he stopped.

Just a moment later, he stepped over the rune marks and stepped into the blood pool.

For some reason, those rune carvings didn’t react at all to the Mandrill King’s entry. I wonder if the triggering conditions were not met, or maybe they weren’t targeted at the Mandrill King in the first place?

No matter which one it is, Yuan Ming has no intention of getting involved. He just wants to hide quietly and wait for the crisis to pass.

At this time, he noticed that the blood in the blood pool was surging, and the turmoil was several times greater than before. Countless "gugu" blood bubbles rose up, completely covering the upper body of the Mandrill King, and submerged it up to his neck.

White smoke billowed out from around the wound on his chest, filling the air with the smell of rotting flesh and blood.

A layer of red halo lit up from the entire blood pool, enveloping it entirely.

"Is this guy healing his wounds?" Although Yuan Ming didn't understand, he could guess a thing or two.

After waiting for a while, the water level in the blood pool dropped severely, and the chest of the Mandrill King was immediately revealed. The shocking wound had been repaired with flesh and blood.

The burnt flesh and blood on his body was actually repaired, and the skin all over his body became dry and waxy, looking like a wax corpse that had been dried for many years.

"What a strong recovery ability!" Seeing his injuries recovering, Yuan Ming's heart sank, and he became even more worried.

At the moment, he only hopes that the Mandrill King can leave again after repairing his injuries.

The hair on the Mandrill King's body has not grown, the muscles all over his body are gradually filling up, and his cheeks have returned to their original contours. He looks like a young man with a high nose and sharp edges.

If it weren't for the overly protruding eyeballs that distorted his expression, this face would actually have a somewhat heroic and handsome air.

Yuan Ming was frightened for no reason. He was sure that he saw a human face, the face of a young man.

"How could this happen? Is this Mandrill King disguised as a human being? Or... was it transformed by a human being?" These thoughts popped up in his mind.

Just as he was thinking this, he suddenly heard a shrill roar coming from the mandrill king in the blood pool. He suddenly stood up, raised his claws and clawed at his chest.

When Yuan Ming heard the sound, he quickly looked around and saw that the flesh and blood that had just grown on Mandrill King's chest was rotting at a speed visible to the naked eye. The rotten flesh that quickly turned purple and black fell off from the chest, revealing the shocking blood hole again.

Not only that, the flesh and blood around the blood hole was also infected, decaying and decaying bit by bit, falling off his chest.

The Mandrill King clawed at his chest like crazy, tearing off all the rotten flesh there, struggling to get out of the pool of blood.

But at this moment, the rune marks surrounding the blood pool suddenly lit up.

Under the ground, clusters of red light rose up one after another, and the runes carved on the ground rose up in series, forming a strange magic circle blooming with red light.

Through the ground, Yuan Ming saw vague and simple talisman characters.

He was somewhat surprised to find that these characters were not Southern Xinjiang characters, but looked like Central Plains characters.

It's just that the shape of each character is different from the characters in Yuan Ming's impression. They are all distorted and deformed. They look somewhere between words and pictures, complex and mysterious.

At the same time as the runes lit up, dark red rays of light lit up from the array, snaking their way into the center of the array and wrapping around his neck like chains.

The moment the blood-colored chain was entangled, the Mandrill King's face showed an expression of extreme pain, and he let out bursts of furious roars, and his hands kept tearing at the blood-colored chain wrapped around his neck.

However, as soon as his claws touched the chain, it immediately bounced away as if it had touched a red-hot iron.

"Woooo..."

The mandrill king let out bursts of sobs, and the bloody light in his eyes flashed.

Seeing that he was trapped, Yuan Ming knew that the time had come and turned around to escape.

At this moment, the mysterious voice suddenly sounded in his mind again: "Go...cut it...head."

When Yuan Ming heard this, he did not set off immediately, but looked around again, but still could not see the mysterious man.

"If you don't take action...the magic circle...can't trap him...if you escape from the cave...if you can't escape to the ground...you'll still...die." The voice became more urgent.

Yuan Ming frowned and hesitated for a moment, then punched the wall with his fist, raised his sword and rushed out.

His footsteps immediately attracted the attention of the Mandrill King. The whimpering body in the blood pool suddenly jerked away and turned to look at Yuan Ming. He seemed to smell the breath of a living person and suddenly became extremely manic.

The Mandrill King struggled violently, and the dark red chain wrapped around his neck was suddenly pulled and shook violently.

The talisman that was just buried in the ground suddenly had a tendency to be pulled out.

The entire dark red array shook violently and was on the verge of collapse.

"It's too late..." Yuan Ming sighed in his heart.

He had just reached the Mandrill King's side, and before he could swing his sword in his hand, there was a "bang" sound on the ground.

A talisman was pulled out like an anchor, and the Mandrill King immediately tilted and rushed toward him.

Although he has not completely escaped, the distance he has been stretched is enough for his sharp hook to slit Yuan Ming's throat.

At the critical moment, a silver shadow suddenly flashed and fell on Yuan Ming's shoulder out of thin air.

Yuan Ming vaguely felt that it was a silver cat, but he did not dare to look at it with the slightest distraction.

"cut!"

The commanding voice sounded in his mind, with an unquestionable commanding tone.

Yuan Ming only felt a "buzzing" sound in his head, as if his whole body had been hit by a bell, and an irresistible sense of obedience immediately arose in his heart.

It was as if there was a voice in the dark, telling him to obey, unconditionally.

At the same time, the Mandrill King's sharp claws also swung at him.

At this time, the silver cat squatting on Yuan Ming's shoulder faced the Mandrill King in an elegant manner, and its eyes of different colors seemed to be shining brightly, releasing little bits of brilliance and reflecting them.

The moment the light splashed out, the struggling Mandrill King's body froze, and he stood still on the spot. The claws he swung out stopped just inches away from Yuan Ming's throat.

Just when Yuan Ming was about to be unable to resist, recognized that voice from the bottom of his heart, and wanted to surrender, a warm feeling suddenly flowed out of his right arm.

The cyan mark formed by the incense burner appeared, and a wave of power poured into his brain, making him wake up instantly.

The feeling of wanting to surrender just now was swept away and no longer existed.

When the silver cat saw this, a look of surprise flashed in its strange-colored pupils, but it soon turned into confusion.

"If you don't take action quickly... even if you don't die here... go out... Elder Biluodong... you will die just the same." A stern warning sounded in Yuan Ming's mind again.

"It is indeed it..." Yuan Ming verified his guess. The silver cat that had been talking to him in his mind before was the silver cat that had appeared beside him a long time ago.

What is the origin of this silver cat? Why was it able to save me before and now it is so powerful that it can compete with this mandrill king?

Many thoughts suddenly surged in his mind, and at the same time he no longer hesitated. He adjusted his strength with his energy-accumulating arm and slashed towards the Mandrill King's neck with all his strength.

There was a sharp "clang" sound.

There were sparks flying from the Mandrill King's neck, and the sound of metal and stone could be heard from the dry skin underneath.

Yuan Ming only felt his arm shake. It didn't feel like it was being cut on flesh at all, but like it was being cut on a piece of steel covered with cowhide.

The powerful force forced him to retreat.

The mandrill king seemed to be enraged, and let out an angry roar. Bloody red light emitted from all over his body. In the excitement, he broke the dark red chains wrapped around his neck.

All the talisman on the ground also collapsed and flew away, and the magic circle that Yuan Ming had previously arranged under Silver Cat's instructions completely failed.

"Roar……"

The Mandrill King let out a furious roar, jumped over the blood pool, and rushed directly towards Yuan Ming.

The silver cat was small in size and extremely agile in its movements. It jumped up from Yuan Ming's shoulders and headed towards the Mandrill King. With a deft step on his head, it jumped several feet away.

The light body and agile movements don't look like hiding, but like dancing, swift and elegant.

Yuan Ming also took advantage of the situation and swept back, retreating away.

The moment the silver cat landed, a strange dark light suddenly lit up in its two different-colored pupils at the same time, and an indescribable wave of mana emitted from its body.

As this wave of fluctuations rose, a commotion suddenly appeared in the corpse pit not far behind him.

Immediately afterwards, the corpses that had been dead for who knows how long suddenly came to life one after another.

Yuan Ming was startled by this sudden scene, and watched helplessly as those dilapidated, rotting and smelly corpses twisted and stood up from the corpse pit.

Most of them were missing arms and legs, and some even had no heads. They walked in a crooked and unnatural way. Some even crawled on the ground with arms stretched out, and they all rushed towards the crazed Mandrill King.

The mandrill swung a claw at an oncoming living corpse. The dark claws instantly tore the living corpse's body into two pieces, but the broken body still rushed forward stubbornly. , pounced on him.

Immediately afterwards, the second, third... more and more living corpses surrounded him, completely overwhelming the Mandrill King, and they all climbed onto his body.