Chapter 93 Bonefire Blood Curse Killing Technique
Chapter 93 Bonefire Blood Curse Killing Technique
Chapter 92 Bonefire Blood Curse Killing Technique
"BOOM—!!"
Intense flames and waves filled the blood sphere.
The Blood Fiend Shield, released by the Bone Fire after consuming its essence and blood, shattered from the inside without providing any protection.
Immediately afterwards, more than four hundred spirit thunderbolts also exploded.
"Boom boom boom boom boom—!!"
A huge explosion ripped through the rainy night.
Flames shot into the sky, shockwaves piled up in layers, and a small mushroom cloud rose from the deep pit.
In an instant, rocks flew through the air, trees fell, and a huge crater tens of meters in diameter was blasted into the ground.
Even though he retreated immediately, more than 100 meters away from the explosion's epicenter, Zhu Que was still impacted by the blast wave.
Zhu Que didn't wait for the aftershocks to subside; he rushed to the center of the explosion immediately.
He had to check the state of the bone fire immediately.
Even if Bonefire is half-dead from the explosion and only has a breath left, he must be given a fatal blow.
Since this is a battle to the death, we must not give the enemy any chance to turn the tide!
Seeing this, the little ghosts rushed over after him.
A wave of heat hit us.
Through the billowing black smoke and flames, Zhu Que saw a figure stagger to his feet.
It is the fire of the bones!
At this point, he was no longer recognizable as a human.
His entire body was burned to a crisp, his scalp was charred and cracked, and you could even see his pale skull.
Having withstood an explosion of that magnitude, Bonefire is not only alive, but can even stand up.
"You little beast—I'm going to kill you—"
Bonefire's voice was extremely hoarse.
His eyes were bloodshot, the skin around his eyes was charred, and his face was contorted like a vengeful ghost.
He raised his hands and quickly formed hand seals. Although his fingers were twisted and deformed from the explosion, his movements were extremely precise.
"Using my essence and blood as the medium—"
"Whoosh!"
Zhu Que gave them no chance to retaliate.
A ball of ice flame appeared in front of him, which was shaped into a stream of water by the artifact control gauntlet and shot towards the bone fire.
"Snap!"
The icy flames flowed extremely fast, and before the bone fire could react, it nimbly coiled around his neck.
"You little beast—"
Bone fire and eye canthus are about to split.
Freeze! Explode!
"Bang!!"
Ice flames exploded on Bonefire's neck, causing him to let out a shrill scream and stagger backward.
But Zhu Que's attacks were far from over.
Five ice-flame swords shot towards the bone fire with a whooshing sound.
The bone fire was blasted so hard that he was completely disoriented, his mind was foggy, his consciousness was blurred, and his vision was blurred.
But his years of combat experience and instincts remained.
He twisted his body at an angle that defied the limits of human endurance, dodging the attacks of the five ice-flame swords.
May you have a single thought.
The five ice-flame swords bent and rotated 180 degrees in the middle of the air conditioner, accurately hitting the bone fire.
Then came the freezing and the bursting!
"Snap—Bang bang bang bang!"
The bone fire was blasted to a terrible state.
His chest was blown open, half of his face collapsed, and one of his eyeballs was blasted out of its socket.
Zhu Que remained expressionless and without pause, condensing countless ice flame swords and frantically shooting them at the bone fire.
"Boom boom boom boom—!"
The explosions were continuous, and the flames and frost mingled together.
Bonefire was blasted into retreat, suffering extremely severe injuries all over its body.
His left arm was blown off, held together only by a thin layer of skin and flesh. His abdomen was blasted open, revealing wriggling internal organs.
"Oh shit----"
Bonefire gritted his teeth, his eyes filled with utter gloom.
He originally thought it would be a very easy job.
Although his previous wave of subordinates had been wiped out, he didn't take this Qi Refining stage kid seriously at all.
After all, as a Foundation Establishment cultivator who was carrying a protective spiritual artifact, he believed it was impossible for him to be caught off guard and lose his life.
But he never expected that this little beast would be so powerful!
"I, Bonefire, can die—but I absolutely cannot die so pathetically—at the hands of a mere Qi Refining stage beast," Bonefire sneered.
He raised his only remaining right hand, his five fingers forming a palm blade, and without hesitation plunged it into his own chest.
"Pfft!"
Fresh blood gushed out and hovered in mid-air.
next moment.
A bizarre scene unfolded – "Whoa!!"
Ignoring all the incoming ice and flame swords, the blood wriggled into streaks of crimson incantations.
"With my heart's blood as the guide, with my very essence as the medium—"
"Connected by blood, entangled by cause and effect, tracing back to the source, defying fate—"
An ambiguous incantation emanated from the mouth of the bonefire, making the blood-red runes appear even more eerie.
Zhu Que immediately sensed that something was wrong.
Just as he was about to retreat and create distance, the blood-red incantation suddenly trembled, and his consciousness began to blur.
His body swayed slightly, and he felt dizzy as the world spun around him, and an endless sea of blood appeared in his vision.
Moreover, every drop of blood in his body was restless, as if it were about to burst out of his veins.
"You little beast, you've fallen victim to my Blood Fiend Curse. Now you'd better obediently come to hell with me—"
Bonefire, his back hunched, grinned madly.
Curse-killing technique?
Zhu Que looked puzzled.
Why can he curse me to death without any medium?
and many more!
Could it be?!
Zhu Que quickly looked at his shoulder.
To everyone's surprise, the wound torn open by the blood bat was now glowing with an eerie red light.
A ring of fine, blood-red lines appeared around the wound!
That's right!
This is the wound!
When the blood bat attacked me just now, it came into contact with my blood, thus establishing the medium for the curse!
What to do?
Got it!
Amputation to survive!
Zhu Que didn't know what the consequences of this curse killing technique would be, but he made the most decisive decision in an instant.
He condensed a ball of ice flame, preparing to blast off his injured shoulder and sever his connection with bone fire and blood.
"Too late!"
Bonefire grinned maliciously and his right hand made a hand seal.
next moment.
The crimson incantation rapidly converged and merged, finally transforming into a bizarre character filled with the aura of death: Death!
"Pfft!"
Zhu Que's body jolted violently, and blood spurted from all seven orifices at the same time.
His eyes lost focus, his pupils dilated rapidly, his legs went weak, and he knelt on the ground.
"Don't hurt big brother!"
Seeing this, the little ghosts rushed towards the bone fire without hesitation, trying to interrupt his curse spell.
"roll!"
He casually waved his bone fire.
A violent surge of blood energy erupted, blasting all the little ghosts more than ten meters away, and their souls dimmed considerably.
"Cough cough cough—I never thought I'd actually need this trick one day—"
Bonefire grinned and coughed, each cough spitting out large amounts of blood and fragments of internal organs.
This move was a forbidden secret technique he had practiced.
The practitioner often has to pay a heavy price—burning their own essence and blood, sacrificing their lifespan, damaging their origin, or even permanently falling from their cultivation level.
Given his current state, forcibly performing a curse would be tantamount to suicide.
The cost is so high, yet the effect is only one—
The other party will share all of his "fate".
It may seem useless at first glance, but before long, it will deliver an unsolvable and fatal blow to Zhu Que.
"If I die—you'll be buried with me—"
Bonefire, ill and limping, walked toward Zhu Que.
Just then—
"You bad thing! You're not allowed to hurt your big brother!"
"Protect our big brother! Fight him!"
"Aaaaaah, I'll run you over!"
The little ghosts that had just been blasted away charged towards the bone fire once again.
Their souls were extremely weak, unable to withstand even a casual attack from Bonefire.
They had never experienced a life-or-death battle before, and even the boldest little monkey was trembling with fear.
But at the moment.
None of them chose to back down, because the person protecting them was the kindest older brother who treated them the best.
"As annoying as a fly!"
The bone fire was violently attacked by them, and a surge of anger rose in his heart.
Although he was already at his limit, dealing with these little ghosts was still easy.
He opened his mouth and spat out the last half mouthful of blood essence, which transformed into a giant blood-red net that trapped all the little ghosts.
Bonefire ignored them.
He stumbled and came to Zhu Que's side.
Looking at Zhu Que, who was kneeling on the ground, his breathing extremely disordered.
"Is your spiritual strength really that low?"
"Heh, it seems I can let you go first—"
Bonefire raised his trembling right hand, and blood condensed in his palm, transforming into a half-meter-long blood-red dagger.
He swung his sword at Zhu Que.
however.
Zhu Que suddenly raised his right hand, firmly grasped the blood-stained blade, and crushed it to pieces with his five fingers.
next moment.
Three balls of ice flame instantly enveloped Bonefire's head.
"Snap—Bang bang bang!!"
A sudden freeze and explosion sent Bonefire flying.
Zhu Que slowly stood up and immediately checked his condition.
The results showed that, apart from the near depletion of spiritual energy and some restlessness in the blood, there were almost no abnormal conditions.
strangeness.
Didn't he use a curse on me?
Why don't I feel anything unusual?
Zhu Que was somewhat confused, but he didn't have time to think about it deeply now; he had to confirm whether Bonefire was dead.
In the rain pit.
Bonefire's head was blown beyond recognition.
Only half of the face barely retained its human outline, while the other half was a deep, bloody crater.
However, he was still not dead; one eye, flashing with madness, was staring intently at him.
"Such tenacious vitality—"
Zhu Que frowned slightly.
He condensed a ball of ice flames, shaping it into a battle axe, ready to sever Bonefire's head.
"Heh—hehe—"
Bonefire let out a chilling laugh.
"Aren't you confused? You've clearly been hit by my curse, but you don't feel anything at all?"
""
"I'll figure it out myself."
Zhu Que remained expressionless as he raised the Ice Flame Battle Axe high.
"Zhu Que—if there truly is a hell—we'll meet again soon—"
"Pfft!"
With a single axe strike, Zhu Que severed Bonefire's head from its body.
Then, still not satisfied, he transformed his battle axe into a warhammer and smashed Bonefire's head to pieces.
The mountain winds were fierce, and the rain poured down.
Seeing that the Bonefire had finally died out, Zhu Que collapsed to the ground, panting heavily, as if his body had fallen apart.
His spiritual energy was completely depleted, and his mind felt as heavy as if it were filled with lead.
"Big brother, are you alright?"
The little ghosts also broke free of the blood net and floated over.
"I----"
Zhu Que looked at his hands and frowned slightly, saying, "I don't know if I'm alright."
The curse technique of Bonefire was definitely not released for nothing; it must have had some effect on him.
He just can't figure out what the problem is yet.
"Let's go back to the cave first."
Zhu Que led a group of little ghosts back to the cave.
The cave was in a mess, riddled with bullet holes, and there were more than a dozen corpses on the ground, but not a trace of blood.
Just then, "Ring ring ring!"
Suddenly, a cell phone rang, sounding particularly jarring in the cave.
Zhu Que was slightly taken aback.
This is not his ringtone.
He immediately pinpointed the source of the sound, discovering it came from the coat that Bonefire had casually taken off after entering the room.
Zhu Que opened his coat pocket, took out his phone, and was stunned by the name on the caller ID: "President!"
This is a call from Zhan Yunhe!
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