The Fear Lord curled his lips, obviously dissatisfied with Elena's reasons.
"But don't worry, selfish princess. Disaster does not spread quickly to me."
"This shows that what you said is not entirely right. The rules of the Lost Jungle still require a little shame."
"There is a difference between subjective and objective forgetting of identity. Subjective forgetting, under the supreme disaster of total victory, maybe I will die immediately?"
"But objective forgetfulness is just a small opening on top of the supreme disaster."
The Dread Lord pinched a gap with two fingers and said indifferently.
"Jie Jie! I still have some time left before disaster strikes."
"Then, wouldn't it be enough to kill Dullahan before I die?"
The Dread Demon King was full of pride and had an evil smile on his lips.
"Do you think I will lose to Him?"
Facing the Dread Lord's confident question, Elena sighed.
"It's not that I don't believe you, but we are pressed for time now. We are forced to start the countdown to disaster, but we have not yet been able to find a solution to the frog witchcraft!"
"Don't worry, Elena."
The Dread Lord smiled, letting a scarlet crack pass ferociously on his cheek.
"I believe you! Please, believe me too."
Elena took a deep breath, and then her blood-red eyes revealed a firm look!
"That's right! There are so many preparations in life, just face the difficulties!
Although there will be no do-overs this time, although the future is full of unknowns, and although the chance of success is low, Elena's heart is full of courage!
Elena calmly meditated, and after a moment, an idea flashed!
The crow told the worst disaster, but did not die in the worst disaster...
Is it because...
Elena was thinking, frightened, twisted, ferocious...
Unless...unless the me that the crow told me will shatter everything in the future is not me at all!
But the real me has long been lost due to the clearing of the San value...
but……
"I think... I seem to know a [trunk card] that, in addition to frog witchcraft, can also split Dullahan apart!"
"It's just that this [trump card] is full of uncertainty. Once used, although it can split Du Lahan apart, there is no guarantee of the final outcome."
"but!"
"Just be careful..."
"Just be careful..."
"Then even without frog witchcraft, we still have the ability to split Durlahan apart!"
Elena suddenly clenched her fists, and there seemed to be infinite ferocity in her eyes!
good!
Although there are still many unknowns, but now that I know the identities of everyone and have the [trump card] to crack Dullahan apart, then...
"Wow!"
She turned around, her long golden skirt fluttering in the air.
"Walk!!"
The Dread Lord was stunned: "Where are you going?"
Elena looked back with a sickly and twisted smile.
"Of course I am going to gather all the combat power and let me lead you - a great comeback for the Jedi!!"
…
The wind blew through the Land of the Dead, through the Ghostface Forest, across the river, and then to the grassland in the easternmost part of the jungle.
There was something eerie about the silence on the empty grass. It seems to be silently telling people that there is a big crisis hidden here and no strangers are allowed to enter.
And in the center of this grassland, there was only one Blood Disaster Flower, blooming quietly.
Elena and the Fear Demon King came through the air and slowly landed in front of the Blood Calamity Flower.
The blood disaster flower suddenly opened its petals, revealing dense eyeballs, and then in the center of the dense eyeballs, sharp fangs opened.
"Wow, two powerful beings."
"What kind of unknown brings you here to find the answer?"
Every eyeball of the Blood Calamity Flower seemed to be filled with greed.
"As a prophet, can't you guess the purpose of our coming?" the Dread Lord joked.
"Guess? Hahahaha, why would I do something so transgressive? Besides, without delicious flesh and blood, I wouldn't even bother to move my head."
The Blood Calamity Flower replied nonchalantly: "But don't worry, I will answer every question deep in your soul! It's just... haha, you must use the nine most important pieces of flesh and blood in your body in exchange for this answer. oh."
Nine important pieces of flesh and blood!
Yes, of course Elena knows this rule.
And she also knew that the nine most important pieces of flesh and blood might just be exchanged for an ambiguous answer.
Moreover, the more taboo the issue, the greater the probability.
In short, he is a bit suspected of being an old liar.
This is why whenever Elena encounters a problem, she instinctively avoids the Blood Plague Flower.
"Hmm, let me help you take a look...the Heart of Fear...the Eye of Disaster...hohohoho, you guys have a lot of delicious food."
The blood plague flower is already a little bit wet.
"Hey!" Elena sneered, but walked forward with proud steps.
"I'm sorry. Not only will we not give you any piece of flesh and blood, but I also plan to eat your blood, flesh, spirit and soul."
The corner of Elena's mouth curled up in an evil way: "Bloody King!"
"Blood...what kind of king?"
"What else...eat me?"
"You're not here to ask for trouble, you're here to cause trouble?!"
Blood Calamity Flower was a little confused, and glanced at Elena inexplicably, just one glance.
But just at this glance, it saw something morbid, twisted, and horrifying!
[Crown of Fear] allows Elena to directly increase these attribute values by 100 points as long as she shows the slightest morbid, twisted, and terrifying appearance!
I have to say that the product produced by Demon King must be a high-quality product.
[The prophet's San value is -10! 】
[The prophet’s San value is -20! 】
And not only that! The Blood Disaster Flower only felt that another strange contract power was coming one after another, covering its whole body in an instant!
[The prophet’s San value is -30! 】
The strange wind blew the earth, and the green grass on the grassland was like waves.
The leaves of the Blood Plague Flower trembled chaotically in the wind, and its swaying body was left in a state of shock, allowing it to drift with the grass.
"no no!"
“I’m not—the Bloody King!!”
The prophet finally screamed in surprise!
"But why?! Why do I feel that if you want to eat me, I must obey! Otherwise, I will be doomed!!"
Elena smiled, smiled...
"Don't you understand, Bloody King? The Lost Jungle lost your memory and gave you the identity of a prophet. But this does not mean that you can lose the contract!"
"When I first saw you, when I first got the Lost Jungle Survival Manual from you, I guessed that you might be the Bloody King!"
"It's a pity that I wasn't sober at the time, so the contract couldn't take effect if I wasn't sober."
"That's why I wanted to eat you in the name of the contract, so the contract couldn't take effect!"
"But now..." Elena sighed as if she had survived a disaster, "After experiencing two reincarnations, I have already recognized my dreams clearly! So now that I am awake, if I want to execute the plan between us The contract, then you must abide by it!"
"Whether you are conscious or not! Whether you have forgotten it or not!"
Yes! The prophet - the blood plague flower, is the bloody king!
The Blood King strengthens himself by absorbing the power from the blood of others, while the Prophet seizes the power from the flesh by devouring the flesh of others.
The Prophet's rules for plundering in the jungle can only be matched perfectly by the Bloody King!
The most important thing is that the human skin surface of "The Lost Jungle Survival Manual" is sewn with a unique technique, which is enough to prove the uniqueness of the manual!
The entire world can only be owned by the bloody king who swallowed the false mirror!
