In fact, Feng Tie has never accepted the idea that he is a descendant of dark elves. In this strange magical world, only Feng Tie understands his origin. He is not an elf or a devil, but a pure human being. It’s just that after time travel,
Experienced too many strange things,
He received too many opportunities forced upon him. Princess Shirley believed that the evidence that she was a dark elf was because of her special ability to sense the horn of life, while Queen Judy believed that she was a descendant of the ancient demon god. The reason was that in those ancient times,
The prophetic relief has known him for hundreds of years.
"Dark Elf? Damn it, even if you add the word dark, you can't escape the fate of a sissy. I've seen those handsome guys in movies, both male and female, eating fruit like rabbits every day.
What’s the point of vegetables? If I want to be a demon who runs rampant in the world, I can do whatever I want and be the only one who dominates me. Damn, I’m so full of bastard spirit. I didn’t expect that I, Feng Tie, would be where I am today. I’m so proud! Hahahahahahaha!”
In another room, Doris, a descendant of the devil who theoretically shares the same bloodline as Feng Tie, was resting comfortably. She had not brought any changes from hell, nor had she been affected by any psychological or spiritual effects.
It was exactly the same as after a normal battle, I was just tired, and I recovered completely after a short sleep.
Feng Tie did not fully realize that the mutation just now was not due to some kind of sensory shock in hell, nor was it the power hidden in Count Nicholas's blood that finally broke out of the cocoon under the stimulation of the guarding vicious dog.
It turns out that such a mutation is completely imagined by Feng Tie and has nothing to do with any external force.
Feng Tie is just an ordinary human being from the 21st century. He possesses all the qualities of the angry rock and roll youth in all cities in the industrial age: dissatisfaction with society, depression of reality, timidity, thin body, and a lack of energy all day long.
Hanging out in bars and various performance venues, he got used to a decadent life full of heavy metal music, marijuana and open sex.
As a pure time traveler, there is no way Feng Tie can survive in this cruel world, but Feng Tie has managed to make it to today step by step, even though he has wandered on the edge of life and death countless times.
, but Fengtie survived after all, but apart from the help of these friends around him, Fengtie's luck as a time traveler still helped him a lot, and it had nothing to do with his own strength.
Feng Tie once heard Princess Shirley suspect that she was a rare dark elf, while Queen Judy believed that Feng Tie was the image of the devil depicted in the prophecy mural. No matter which one he was, he was undoubtedly a rare strong man on the Green Sea Continent.
They are indigenous people who can fully adapt to this world, so the unintentional words of the two royal families of the Tree Tribe took root deeply in Feng Tie's heart. Even Feng Tie did not expect that in his subconscious, he had the desire to survive.
Desire pushes an idea to secretly sprout in my mind.
Things have been happening these days. In order to save the real black elf Qixi, Fengtie followed Princess Shirley and was busy first and then later. He could not calm down and think about his future. He happened to be transforming for Avril to absorb spiritual power into the dancing light ring.
It had consumed a lot of Feng Tie's energy. After barely coming out of the devil's purgatory, Feng Tie was finally exhausted mentally and physically, and his mental energy was sucked away. This caused the seeds of that idea to be unable to be suppressed.
It quickly grew into a towering giant tree, completely controlling Feng Tie's thoughts. Count Nicholas' blood felt this impending thought and became active like a parasite that had found a host. It had already merged with Feng Tie.
There is no possibility of making trouble in Feng Tie's blood cells, but taking advantage of this once-in-a-lifetime opportunity, there is a faint tendency to desperately break away, obviously wanting to climb to a dominant position in Feng Tie's body.
So Fengtie completely mutated.
Feng Tie completely gave up the ridiculous idea of wanting to become a dark elf. Black energy was wrapped around his body. The two wings under his ribs gradually converged, and the dark fleshy wings dried their muscles and bones, shining with an iron luster. Feng Tie's
The head and face began to protrude forward into the shape of a pig-faced bat. The fangs were ferocious and the eyes were terrifying. Transparent webs appeared between the hands and feet. The belly was round. The curvature of the spine evolved into a curve suitable for flying.
Ups and downs, the whole body is streamlined, powerful and dexterous, just like Amu, who is about to completely evolve into a low-level vampire servant form, but Feng Tie's back begins to straighten, and the facial features on his face are sunken inward,
The wings quickly retracted from the body, the body was straight and slender, and his movements were filled with a noble and cold aura. It was obvious that he was evolving from a servant to a higher-level form.
It can be explained that Fengtie is going through a state of transforming from a human into a demon in his imagination. However, due to the constant troubles of the vampire blood in his body, Fengtie's evolution has deviated from the original direction and is about to become a cold-blooded one without breathing.
monster.
Feng Tie's eyes became blood red, and all the eye tissue in the eye sockets turned into a pool of blood. It was impossible to distinguish the eyeballs from the crystals. Feng Tie felt an unbearable hunger and thirst, and wanted to use the hollow horn immediately.
Penetrate the arteries of warm-blooded animals with your teeth and suck the sweet blood to fill your desire? It is best to be a little girl with thin skin and tender flesh, such as Avril Lavigne.
Avril! Who is Avril? This name is so familiar, it seems to be a very important person to me! Well, don’t think about it for now, my partner is calling me, I am the master of all living things in the world, all living things
They are all my blood food, let me cut and bite them, right?
Feng Tie's consciousness blurred for a while. He seemed to be squatting on the bell tower of a steeple church, holding one end of the cross tightly with his two big feet, holding a human body in his hand, biting his neck and sucking in big gulps.
Sweet Blood and his companions hovered over the streets of villages and towns. After locking the target, they flew down with a gust of wind, grabbed a human in the chaotic crowd, and landed in a dark corner to feast.
"Hahahahahaha, what a joyful life." Feng Tie thought with satisfaction, looking down at a bloody scimitar on his waist. Feng Tie pulled out the scimitar with his big green hands full of long nails, curious.
Looking at it, a sense of familiarity came to my heart. It seemed that this murderous weapon belonged to me, but I didn't need it. I was a vampire who looked down on the world, a tyrannical creature that would never die, so I wanted a scimitar.
What to do.
"Hahahahahahahahaha!!!!!!!!"
Feng Tie let out a burst of laughter and threw away the scimitar in his hand. Little did he know that this move represented a complete break with the world before he traveled. He had completely integrated into a race in this world and no longer had any deep-seated feelings.
The secrets in my heart that cannot be told to others are a heavy burden,
No longer having to fight desperately for courage and responsibility, Feng Tie felt relieved. He fluttered his wings, circled and swooped down, and swept towards a fresh and delicious prey on the ground. His flexible and powerful feet were about to crush the prey.
His skull suddenly felt a sharp pain spreading from between his wings.
It turned out that they were human soldiers who had drawn the blessed holy water from the church. The iron arrows soaked in the holy water severely tore Feng Tie's wings. After a burst of burning pain, Feng Tie's wings were corroded to create a huge hole.
Without the support of the air and wind, Feng Tie, who lost his center of gravity, fell headfirst into the holy pool on the ground, and was about to disappear before his eyes.
"don't want!"
"don't want!"
"Ouch!!!!!!!!!!!!"
Feng Tie's vampire wives caught Feng Tie's body in mid-air and swept aside, their faces showing a look of sorrowful demons dancing around. Feng Tie's machete turned into a streak of blood and cut off the three whizzing arrows.
, the sharp arrow trying to pierce Feng Tie's heart, the scimitar's castration has been exhausted, Feng Tie
Tieyan watched helplessly as he was surrounded by his wives, flying higher and higher, flying farther and farther. Finally, the scimitar turned into a blurry red dot in his eyes, and there was a trace of indescribable confusion in his heart.
The feeling was completely cut off, and Feng Tie knew that he had completely lost it from then on.
"Where is Pokan Adu Ke and Jian Ou..."
"Ah...ah...ah...ah...ah...ah..."
A burst of spells came, accompanied by passionate and powerful symphony, a strong and sharp female voice was singing a languageless fancy singing. The ethereal music passed into his ears, and Feng Tie found himself lying in a cold coffin.
, through the coffin lid made of crystal, Feng Tie saw that some of his wives covered their faces and cried shrilly, some stretched out their arms and called to themselves reluctantly, the expressions on their faces were very exaggerated, as if they were on stage.
Colorful musicals and dances are performed on the stage, showing the spirit of the devil.
Countless bright red rose petals were sprinkled on his lying soul, and the thick iron chain noose on the roof was slowly twisting, lifting the heavy coffin into the ground. This was his upcoming fate, sleeping in the endless darkness.
, can no longer welcome even a ray of morning sunshine.
A burst of sadness surged into Feng Tie's heart. Feng Tie watched helplessly as he got further and further away from the milky-white stone pillars decorated with portraits and patterns. He watched as the glorious palace fell into darkness bit by bit. A wave of enlightenment came to his heart.
, it turns out that he is about to be buried, is he going to die? Feng
Tie raised his arm with difficulty, and his forearm, which had lost all flesh and blood, was left with only bones. It seemed that the holy water had seriously injured him. He didn't know when he would be able to wake up again this time. He would wake up next time.
I will become more powerful over time, after all, I am an immortal creature!
But why should I live? Why should I sleep? Why should I wake up? Where is this? Who am I? Where is my knife? Where is my anvil and hammer? Where is the love that I am pursuing so hard? This is
Where? Why is my coffin filled with scarlet human blood? Will I get eternal life in this boundless darkness and Buddhist chants? Who placed the silver cross on my chest? Who carved the huge six-pointed star?
Filling my coffin lid?
"I don't want it!!!! I don't want it!!!!!!!!!" Feng Tie finally shouted.