C666 Body and Soul Escape
C666 Body and Soul Escape
In order to prevent the other party from playing any tricks, Lin Mo intentionally avoided the spurting blood, and stood a meter away from the black-clothed man with a doubtful gaze.
"What's wrong? If you think you can't beat me, then cut yourself off. I think this is the Primal Chaos Continent, and it's not the style to touch porcelain. "
Lin Mo laughed.
However, the man in black ignored him. As the blood flowed out, the man's body began to tremble.
Lin Mo had nothing better to do, so he decided to just watch him act.
The blade of the black clothed man stabbed into his own chest, causing blood to flow very quickly. In just a few breaths, a large pool of blood appeared beneath his feet.
His blood was different from the other two monsters. Although it was darker and thicker than a normal person's blood, it still looked like blood.
"Hey, are you really planning to court death yourself?"
After watching for two minutes, Lin Mo could not help but ask.
The African man did not answer him. Instead, he suddenly leaned forward and knelt on the ground.
His body gradually stiffened and became ice-cold. Lin Mo knitted his brows slightly and began to feel some doubt.
[Is he really dead?]
Lin Mo walked forward and gently pulled off his hood.
He was a middle-aged man in his forties with a sickly pale complexion. His appearance was no different from an ordinary person's, and he did not seem to have undergone any special modifications made by the magic industry.
Lin Mo reached out his hand to test his breathing, only to find that this fella really had stopped breathing.
Lin Mo stood on the spot, slightly speechless.
What the heck …
This was the first time he saw himself being stabbed to death in a battle between two armies …
"He's not dead."
The voice of the King of the Dragons suddenly rang out.
When Lin Mo heard this voice, he immediately took two steps back and left the corpse.
"I'm talking about his soul not dying, just his body dying. Why are you so scared, and why are you so nervous against such an ant-like opponent with your strength?"
The Dragon King chuckled.
Lin Mo's face instantly turned red.
Although his strength was almost equivalent to that of a Divine level expert, he still subconsciously felt that he was just an ordinary person.
After all, he had only been in this world for less than a year.
In simple terms, he had suddenly become rich, but his temperament did not keep up.
Ordinary people would definitely not be able to understand this kind of uncomfortable feeling, so Lin Mo was too lazy to explain anything to the Dragon King.
"Next time, speak clearly."
Lin Mo cursed.
"What do you mean? What do you mean, 'his body died'? But his soul didn't die … does that mean there's some sort of ghostly theory about the entire Primal Chaos Continent?"
"Go take a look at the blade in his hand. What does it look like?"
The Dragon King reminded.
Lin Mo walked over and lifted the black cloak on the corpse and carefully examined it.
The fresh blood that gushed out from the wound on his chest had already stuck all of his clothes together. Lin Mo somewhat disdainfully tore that piece of clothes apart and slowly pulled the blade out.
The entire blade was not the straight, straight blade it normally was. His blade was curved like a snake.
The grooves were more like mysterious symbols.
The most peculiar thing was that the hilt of the blade had some mysterious runes written on it.
The whole blade did not look like a weapon for murder, but more like a weapon for some strange sacrifice.