Edge of the Apocalypse

Chapter 121: Blood Hand

He put both of his hands into the icy stream and the endless flow of water washed away the blood stains on his hands. Then, it turned into a dark red blush and dissipated. It wasn't until his hands were washed clean that Leon stood up on the edge of the beach. He casually picked up the beheading axe and "mercilessly slashed" it. The axe's face was stained with large amounts of blood, and there was even some meat foam. Leon casually tossed the axe to a guard and someone helped him clean the axe.

On the stone beach, three horned lions lay on the ground. Their heads were sliced off by the axe and rolled to the side. A clear blood trail was the connection between their bodies and their heads. Multihorned lions are social creatures that often move in groups of two or three. These three dangerous species were targeted by Leon during the hunt and became spoils of war under his name.

At the beginning of the autumn hunt, Allen was once ahead. However, when Leon and the other rich young masters entered the forest hunting area, they quickly overtook them. After all, they had the convenience of a guard. Even if the guard was only used to protect and search for prey, it was much more convenient than Allen, who moved alone.

It was already afternoon, and the Autumn Hunt Rankings had been updated ten minutes ago. Paul of the Williams was still in the lead, followed by Leon. Alan, who had originally been in third place in the morning, had already been thrown to seventh place. Apart from having the protection of the aristocratic family's disciples, the most important thing was that Allen's collector had been casually thrown away by him.

At this point, even if he hunted ten thousand dangerous species, his ranking would only gradually be squeezed out.

Leon sat cross-legged on a clean rock, waiting for the guards to gather information about the trident and dismember its corpse. The triangular lion, a Tier 4 dangerous species, had already begun to form Origin Jades in its heart and organs. Origin jade was a kind of energy crystal. It was the basis of dangerous species' ability to drive. Its function was similar to that of human carvings.

It was only a Tier 4 polygon, and the Origin Jade it formed was only the size of a fingernail. Origin jade can be recovered, purified, processed, and made into raw materials for magic energy martial arts. Of course, energy conduction patterns made from Origin Jade would only be used on high-grade weapons. As for low-grade magic weapons, they could withstand the user's Origin Energy output without being damaged.

If the Origin Jade was extracted from the bodies of dangerous species above rank ten, it would have some special abilities. For example, the Shadow's Eye, one of the Autumn Hunt's prizes, was to increase the compatibility of Origin Energy with it, so as to speed up the condensation of Origin Energy.

Apart from the Origin Jade, the bodies of high-grade dangerous species also had their own uses. For example, these three horned lions could be used as raw materials for magic energy armor after their heads were shattered. In fact, hormones extracted from their sexual organs that can be used in medicine can boost masculinity and are popular in Babylon.

Under the skilled hands of the guards, all the valuable items on the horned lions were extracted. Thus, a guard stepped forward and said, "We can set off, Third Young Master."

Leon nodded, grabbed the axe and jumped off the stone. Leon casually put his axe on his shoulder and walked along the stream. Suddenly, he frowned and said, "Any news about Alan?"

"No, but I heard not long ago that Young Master Diego of the Grant Clan has just transferred the Clan's Guard Leader, Langdon." The guard replied.

"Mobilize the captain of the guards?" Leon shook his head. "What's wrong with Diego? Is he planning to use the captain to deal with Alan? If that's the case, Alan should be proud. Hey, Captain is a Level 20 Awakened "

The guard nodded in agreement. Leon looked into the depths of the forest and said, "I hope Alan doesn't run into Diego. No matter how powerful he is, he won't be able to deal with a Level 20 expert. But that guy's personality is really worrying."

While Leon was worried about Alan, the latter went back to the place where he hid his backpack. The fir trees were tall and tall, and when the wind blew, golden leaves fell from the crown of the trees and fell to the ground, becoming part of the forest carpet. At this moment, the afternoon sun was just right, and the light was bright. It even shone on the leaves on the ground, giving off a golden light.

Alan's backpack was three meters away in a dead cedar tree hole, and he walked straight towards the hole with his knife in hand. After taking three steps, he suddenly stopped. Alan looked around vigilantly. The surroundings were clearly normal, but an uncomfortable feeling flashed through his heart. It was an instinct to sense danger. During his time with the pack of wolves, Allen relied on this instinct to dodge countless hunts from powerful dangerous species.

Now, he understood that this intuition originated from the connection between everything.

Everything in the world seemed to be independent individuals, but they were actually related to each other. It was like a leaf falling from the wind. If there was no wind, how could the leaf fall to the ground? Therefore, dangerous intuition originated from the subtle changes in the environment, and was reflected in the five senses, forming a spiritual sense that transcended the senses.

At this moment, a berserk wolf emerged from the grass on Allen's left. But for some reason, he suddenly ran away with his tail between his legs. In an instant, Alan did not hesitate any longer. He turned around and flew over. In the blink of an eye, he rushed over a distance of several meters and landed on a grass slope. His figure disappeared. Almost at the same time as Alan moved, a powerful explosion shot out from the tree hole where his backpack was. The edge of the tree hole was torn apart, and a figure flew close to the ground. It was only a sliver slower than Alan as it swept across the grass slope.

He was about to rush forward when he realized that he was on the ground, but he suddenly stopped.

A seemingly indistinct chill crawled up his back like a small snake. He chuckled and slowly straightened his body, afraid that he would attract any unnecessary misunderstandings. Alan drew his saber and pointed it at the man in front of him. The tip of the saber trembled slightly. Every time it trembled, the chill on that person's back would change subtly. It was unknown where Alan would land when he attacked.

"Who are you? Did Diego send you?" Alan said in a deep voice. His voice was neither fast nor slow, and his tone was calm, without any emotional fluctuations at all.

If this person wanted to guess his mood from his voice, it would only be in vain.

'"Am I old, or are all the young people of today so powerful? I think I've been hiding quite well, killing intent has not leaked out, and the surroundings have not been damaged in the slightest. However, I still let you realize that this is the first time in my Blood Hand's career that I've encountered it."

"So you're Blood Hand?" Alan was slightly surprised. When he went to the surface to hunt the Black Widow more than a year ago, he had heard Second Lieutenant Ron mention this killer. Back in Forun Town, where he had been fighting with the Black Widow, there was someone like Blood Hand behind him. I never thought that I would bump into him today.

After Alan finished speaking, it was Blood Hand's turn to ask in surprise, "Have you heard of me?"

"So what? Who told you to kill me?"

Blood Hand suddenly smiled sinisterly. "So you don't know who's going to kill you. What a pitiful little brat. It doesn't matter if I tell you. You're going to die today anyway, so that you can understand. Listen boy, it's your people who want you dead!"

"What?"

The moment he heard Ellen exclaim behind him, Blood Hand knew that the opportunity he had been waiting for had arrived. Allen's heart skipped a beat because of this answer. It was the perfect opportunity to retaliate. He let out a shrill laugh and turned around to pounce. Unexpectedly, just as he turned around, he saw that Allen had already closed his saber and slashed at him. The saber's momentum was sharp, and the blade brought out several rays of Origin Energy saber light that could not be swallowed or spat out. Ellen's eyes were calm after the long saber. There was no sign of him being distracted by what he said.

Blood Hand was waiting for a chance to counterattack, and Alan was also looking for an opportunity to attack!

Seeing Alan's eyes, Blood Hand knew that he had been tricked. With his seniority as an assassin, Allen had the upper hand twice in a row, and it was enough to be laughed at to death. The Blood Hand was depressed, and snorted. He clenched his palm like a knife, and origin energy surged out and slashed down with the knife. First, he shattered Allen's Origin Energy saber beams, and then he smashed into the blade of the straight saber.

Alan's tiger mouth trembled violently, and he almost couldn't hold his saber steadily. He was sliced open by Blood Hand's hand saber. Allen retreated without disorder. The blade slashed out of the crescent moon, sealing off Blood Hand's advance path, allowing the two of them to return to confrontation.

At this moment, Alan could clearly see Blood Hand's appearance.

Blood Hand was a middle-aged man with a moderate build and a yellow complexion. A pair of triangular eyes were pouch-green, as if they were drunk. His gray hair was like a ball of withered hay on his head. A huge scar on the left rose from between his eyebrows, passed through his eyes and reached the end of his left cheek, almost wanting to cut off half of his head. The scar dug out a large part of his skin and flesh and took away one of his eyes.

A prosthetic eye was placed in Blood Hand's left eye, which was purely for decoration.

The knife wound on his left cheek not only took away his left eye, but also made his left facial nerve lose consciousness. When Blood Hand laughed, his smile was very strange, even a little scary. Just like now, although he was laughing, the muscles on his left face did not react at all. Blood Hand said, "What a pity. If you were at the same level as me, no, as long as you were five or six levels higher, that saber strike just now would be a completely different ending."

How could Ellen not know that he had the upper hand in terms of strategy, thoughts, and timing? However, the difference in Origin Energy between him and Blood Hand was as large as Level 7. However, Blood Hand's casual strike forced him back, and he almost bounced off his saber.

Everything was always relative, and rank did not represent everything. However, if the difference in levels was too great, then the power would be able to destroy everything. Just like an ant, no matter how clever it was, an elephant's foot was enough to crush it. Even though the gap between Allen and Blood Hand was not as big as an ant to an elephant, it was an indisputable fact that Allen's Origin Energy was not as deep as Blood Hand's!

Just like Blood Hand said, if the gap between Alan and him wasn't that big. In that case, Ellen might have cut off his palm with his saber just now, instead of being repelled by him with his powerful Origin Energy.

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