Ch 375: Nocturne
Liu Ke’s Blood Spear pierced Kong Yunzi’s body with the speed of lightning. Kong Yunzi could clearly feel an unfamiliar blood continuously flowing into his body.
Kong Yunzi was startled. He immediately realized the situation was dire. If the Blood Spear completely merged with his body, then Liu Ke only needed to recondense the blood into a spear, and he would undoubtedly die.
Faced with such a critical situation, Kong Yunzi quickly thought of a countermeasure. He knew that the only Method now was to immediately kill Liu Ke, leaving the blood in his body forever, preventing it from being condensed into a spear again.
Thinking of this, Kong Yunzi immediately stuffed the Fly Whisk and Prayer Beads in his hand into his abdominal mouth.
Immediately after, he muttered incantations: “Night Sorrow Song!”
With his incantation, an astonishing scene occurred. Kong Yunzi’s body began to undergo a strange change. A bald head gradually appeared on his left side, resembling a Monk; while a person with extremely long hair appeared on his right. These two people looked extremely similar to Kong Yunzi, but upon closer observation, obvious differences could be found.
Even more surprising was that these three people were like conjoined twins, tightly connected together.
Liu Ke’s eyes widened, looking at the bizarre scene before him, his heart couldn’t help but feel uneasy. He had never seen such a peculiar change, and for a moment was at a loss.
At this moment, Kong Yunzi suddenly said, “Gentlemen, murder!”
However, the other two bodies did not speak. They merely, with extremely bizarre Actions, rushed towards Liu Ke like ghosts.
They charged towards Liu Ke.
Liu Ke’s pupils constricted. The two conjoined figures moved silently. The bald one on the left threw a string of Prayer Beads emitting dark light. The beads suddenly exploded in mid-air, transforming into countless Steel Needles as fine as hair; the long-haired one on the right opened his mouth, spitting out a mass of viscous grey mist. Wherever it passed, even the air rippled with decay.
“One Nuo Seal, open!” Liu Ke immediately cast a light golden Mark in front of him with his left hand. The black needles collided with the Light Walls, instantly stagnating, but after a moment, they turned into dust and pierced through the Light Walls—this seal could only slightly delay the Attack.
He retreated quickly, his right hand holding the Long Sword in reverse grip. The blade drew a cold arc, barely splitting the grey mist, but he saw countless tiny mouths growing at the edge of the split mist, emitting grinding sounds.
The bald one and the long-haired one had already approached. The former’s palm wind carried a searing Heat Wave towards Liu Ke’s face, while the latter’s fingertips shot out a few strands of hair, which turned into binding chains in mid-air. Liu Ke spun sharply, sweeping the Long Sword to force back the bald one, but the chains had already wrapped around his wrist. The hair felt like Steel Needles piercing his Flesh, a cold Force crawling up his arm.
“Two Nuo Seal, open!” The second Mark was cast. Tiny sparks suddenly erupted on the chains, but they did not break, instead tightening even more. Liu Ke groaned, and his left hand suddenly pulled out the Red Brush from his waist. The tip of the brush quickly wrote a character “Jie” in the Void. Red Light flashed, and the chains instantly turned into ashes. He seized the opportunity to step forward, his Long Sword stabbing straight into the long-haired one’s chest, but he saw the other party’s body fold like paper, the blade passing through its phantom.
“What exactly is this thing!”
Liu Ke’s heart ignited with anger. He glanced sideways and saw the bald one had circled behind him, raising his hand to form a strange hand seal.
He didn’t have time to think, and stabbed the Long Sword fiercely into his left shoulder. The moment blood gushed out, he roared, “Blood Sea Thousand Waves!”
In an instant, the gushing blood transformed into towering Blood Waves. Countless blood-colored sword shadows howled and swept out from the waves.
The bald one and the long-haired one were swallowed by the Blood Waves, but they let out a cackling laugh in the waves, their figures constantly splitting in the Blood Waves, instantly transforming into a dozen blurry shadows.
“Three Nuo Seal, open!” Liu Ke endured the Intense Pain in his shoulder and cast the seal. The Blood Waves suddenly solidified into countless blood-red ropes, tightly binding the split shadows.
But the shadows were wriggling in the ropes, about to break free. Kong Yunzi’s main body sneered from behind: “Useless, they’re not living beings—”
Before he finished speaking, Liu Ke had already gripped the Red Brush, adding a character “Feng” on the solidified blood ropes. The red light and blood Intermingling, the ropes instantly becoming as hard as refined iron. The shadows were wildly twisting, but could no longer move forward.
“Five Nuo Seal, open!”
Liu Ke seized the opportunity to cast the fifth seal. A soft white light enveloped the struggling shadows, their movements suddenly slowing down, but they did not disappear. He knew this seal could not kill, only to buy some time to breathe—sure enough, Kong Yunzi’s main body, with the two conjoined figures, rushed towards him again. This time, the three simultaneously opened their mouths, countless twisted faces pouring out, biting towards Liu Ke.
“Six Nuo Seal, open!” The final seal was cast. Golden flames ignited from Liu Ke’s body, with vague, ferocious Nuo Mask shadows visible within the flames.
The faces touched by the flames let out shrill screams, instantly turning into Black Smoke.
Liu Ke seized the opportunity to pull out the Long Sword from his left shoulder. Blood spurted again from the wound. He slashed towards Kong Yunzi’s main body, the wind carrying the remaining golden fire, forcefully splitting the three-person encirclement.
“You think this is over?”
Kong Yunzi’s three heads spoke simultaneously, their overlapping voices making one’s scalp tingle. The places burned by the Six Nuo Seal began to ooze a greenish-black liquid. The stone slabs where the liquid landed were instantly corroded with dense small holes.
Liu Ke shook his blood-stained Long Sword. The wound on his left shoulder was still bleeding, but he stared fixedly at the Monster before him.
At this time, Xu Liang knew he had no way to intervene; the swords in his Sword Case could not participate in such a battle.
A low chuckle rolled from Liu Ke’s throat. The blood droplets on the Long Sword dripped down the blade, splattering on the ground into tiny blood blossoms: “Over? The good show has just begun.”
Before he finished speaking, Kong Yunzi’s central body suddenly opened its mouth, spitting out a purplish-black Tongue. The tongue was like a long whip, whipping towards Liu Ke’s face, its tip covered with dense barbs.
The bald one and the long-haired one on both sides also moved simultaneously—the bald one clasped his hands together, countless rotating Scriptures appearing around him, which turned into iron chains with hooks; the long-haired one bent his head backward at a bizarre angle, a jet-black small snake crawling out from his throat, its eyes glowing crimson.
Liu Ke cast the Eight Marks, weaving a large net in front of him.
The iron chains collided with the net, making a harsh scraping sound, but the purple tongue directly pierced through the net’s holes, carrying a fishy wind past his ear, cutting a Bloodstain.
He used the force of dodging to spin, his Long Sword drawing a blood-red arc of light, accurately striking the black snake’s seven inches. But as soon as the blade touched the snake’s body, the snake “popped” into a puddle of Ink, crawling up Liu Ke’s hand along the blade. Wherever it passed, the Skin instantly turned black.
“Bone-Eating Saliva, how’s the taste?” Kong Yunzi’s three heads sneered simultaneously.
Liu Ke felt a piercing itch on the back of his hand, as if countless insects were gnawing on his Bones. He didn’t have time to think, and pressed the Red Brush against his wrist, quickly writing a character “Zhen”. Red light penetrated his Skin, and the blackening instantly stopped, but left behind a spiderweb-like purple mark.
“Five Nuo Seal, open!” The soft white light lit up again, this time shining towards Kong Yunzi’s main body. The three conjoined figures’ movements indeed paused. The Scriptures on the bald head’s face paused for half a beat, and the long-haired one’s hair, about to be thrown, hung in mid-air.
Now! The wound on Liu Ke’s left shoulder was still bleeding. He suddenly raised the Long Sword in front of his chest, taking advantage of the Five Nuo Seal’s stagnation to approach, the blade suddenly turning dark red below.
Liu Ke forcefully pressed down his wrist, and the Long Sword pierced into his unhealed old wound on his right shoulder. The moment blood gushed out again, he roared, “Blood Sea Thousand Waves!”
This Blood Wave was more violent than before. Countless struggling figures appeared in the waves, all the souls swallowed by this blood technique.
The bald one and the long-haired one were knocked back by the waves, but the greenish-black liquid on the main body suddenly boiled, melting a foul-smelling black area in the Blood Waves.
“Six Nuo Seal, open!” The golden seal ignited again, intertwining with the Blood Waves into a bizarre red-gold sea of fire. Kong Yunzi’s three figures twisted violently in the fire, Black Smoke erupting from the conjoined parts, but they were still roaring and lunging.
Liu Ke’s left hand wielding the Red Brush quickly wrote a character “Duan”.
The red light was like a knife, precisely cutting at the necks of the three connected figures. A soft “chi” sound was heard, and a Bloodstain actually appeared in the bizarre conjoined part. The bald one and the long-haired one’s movements instantly became sluggish, and the ferocity in their eyes faded.
“You…” A look of surprise finally appeared in Kong Yunzi’s main body’s eyes.
Liu Ke panted heavily, the Intense Pain in his shoulders almost making him unable to hold the sword, but he stared fixedly at the opponent: “Conjoined and symbiotic, I’ve severed your Contact, let’s see what other tricks you can play.”
The Long Sword was slowly pulled out from his shoulder socket, blood droplets falling to the ground, evaporating into tiny blood mist in the sea of fire. He knew this was only temporary, Kong Yunzi’s strangeness went far beyond this, but at least at this moment, his hand holding the sword remained firm as a rock.
