Without any effort, Xiao Zhimiao pulled out the two loose dragon scales from Modu's abdomen with a pick of his dagger.
Modu didn't feel any pain, and the two dragon scales would fall off naturally even if Xiao Zhimiao didn't pull them off.
But he was still a little frustrated. He had no doubt that when one day Xiao Zhimiao needed his flesh and bones, or any object on her body, she would attack him without hesitation.
Xiao Zhimiao sat back in front of the coffee table with these two red dragon scales and lifted Modu's restrictions.
As soon as Modu's body was free, he raised his paws angrily and slapped the ground. Several cracks immediately opened in the hard ground.
The thick tail swung, smashing all the cabinets and other objects behind it.
"By the way, I almost forgot, I need to strengthen the curse seal for you."
She hooked Modu again, and Modu immediately changed back to his human form, threw himself forward and knelt on the ground, leaning towards Xiao Zhimiao.
Xiao Zhimiao slashed her finger with a dagger, and the blood mixed with her crimson magic turned into a sharp blade and pierced into his body.
Modu groaned and fell to the ground, clutching the carpet tightly with his hands, the veins on his arms popped out, and his expression seemed to be enduring great pain.
Scarlet filaments appeared from everywhere on his arms and neck, and patterns with curse marks were looming all over his skin.
Xiao Zhimiao looked closely and saw that some of these curse seal patterns were the curse seals she had placed in his body before to suppress the curse. The other parts were not put into his body by her and should be curse seals.
Before the curse seal on his body faded, Xiao Zhimiao memorized part of the curse seal. Looking at the incomplete curse seal, Xiao Zhimiao was not very familiar with it, but it was not unfamiliar either.
Modu quickly stabilized, and the dragon horns on his head and the spiderweb-like cracks on his face had disappeared.
Xiao Zhimiao said to him: "I'm hungry, go and get us some food."
The sound of the banquet outside hasn't stopped, so it shouldn't be difficult to get some food.
Modu didn't want to see Xiao Zhimiao at all now, so he quickly got up from the ground and slammed the door.
Xiao Zhimiao lowered his head to draw the curse seal and said without raising his head: "You have a bad temper."
Aman watched the whole process in silence. She turned her attention to Xiao Zhimiao and asked after a while: "Xiao Zhimiao, did you control this master? What skills did you use?"
She has not seen this skill in other witch professions.
Moreover, Xiao Zhimiao's magic power is also very weird, as well as the curse seals she drew, which are somewhat different from the witches she knows.
Witches do have a few skills, and when they use them, they use crimson magic power, but they usually use golden holy magic power. They will not be like Xiao Zhimiao, who uses crimson magic power throughout the process.
In addition, Xiao Zhimiao's hair and eyes are all crimson, probably because she lost too much blood, her face is bloodless, and her lips are a little white. Against this contrast, she looks a little weird. beauty.
She remembered seeing Xiao Zhimiao's current appearance once when she was in the dungeon of the City of Bones.
At that time, all their players were being tortured by the BOSS. Xiao Zhimiao prayed to the god she believed in, a god named Sethia. This evil god possessed her and helped them successfully pass the level.
Now, it is impossible for Xiao Zhimiao to pray to the gods.
Players who enter the abyss cannot even use the system interface.
Then why is she in this form now? Could it be some other influence from the abyss?
She was filled with questions.
Xiao Zhimiao tilted her head, and when she saw Aman's expression, she knew what she was thinking.
She said: "In a place like the abyss, anything can happen."
Sooner or later, she will have to hide her identity. Even if she can hide it, the gods will find a way to make her evil god identity public.
But now, the less Aman knows, the better.
Aman and her are not the same person.
Although she is pampered and arrogant, she also has good intentions and is not a very evil person.
Just a spoiled kid.
Aman heard what Xiao Zhimiao said and asked no more questions.
She suddenly thought of something and said to Xiao Zhimiao: "I heard Zhuang Wenzhou and the others said that if you want to get out of the abyss of evil spirits, kill a master and the system will detect it, so you can open the passage and go out. Isn't that the dragon just now? Lord? Why don’t you kill him and go out directly?”
Xiao Zhimiao's hand continued to draw the curse seal, "Killing a master means opening a random passage. After you came in, you haven't been to any place other than Falling Star City, right?"
Aman paused, "No."
Xiao Zhimiao: "Then your luck is not ordinary."
After she finished drawing the last stroke, she picked up the straw paper and blew it in front of her eyes. She glanced at Aman and said, "When you follow me out to see what other parts of the world look like, you will know why I don't kill those around me." This is the master."
What Xiao Zhimiao said was half true. Because of this reason, not killing Modu was not her real purpose, but opening the channel randomly did require a gamble.
With so many players entering the Evil Ghost Abyss, she couldn't believe that after so long, only Xuanye and Zhao Chengming had achieved the ability to fight against the Overlord.
There must be other players who have reached this level of ability. It's just a randomly opened channel. It's not as simple as imagined.
If she couldn't gamble, then she might as well accumulate stronger abilities and kill all the masters at once, so as not to lose everything after killing one.
Although she has other motives, these are indeed her true thoughts.
Aman stared at her profile, thought for a while, and said in surprise: "Do you want to kill all the masters?"
Xiao Zhimiao raised his eyebrows and said, "You are quite smart."
Aman curled his mouth slightly and said, "You are quite confident. Killing seven masters is really a dare."
Xiao Zhimiao smiled and said, "I don't even think about it, and I won't be able to survive now."
Aman was puzzled, "You might as well kill one first. No matter whether you can get out or not, just give it a try first. If you can get out, you don't have to go through this effort."
Xiao Zhimiao had her own plans, but she still answered Aman: "I prefer things that are more challenging. Have you ever played cricket fighting?"
Aman soon understood that Xiao Zhimiao wanted these masters to kill each other, and she would reap the benefits.
Xiao Zhimiao stopped talking to her and concentrated on drawing the curse seal. The room fell into silence.
Aman saw her sitting cross-legged on the carpet, lying on the coffee table seriously writing and drawing, her slightly curly and messy long red hair hanging on the ground, and her crimson eyes, making her face look a little more... Divide exotic style.
She really couldn't stand her current appearance.
"What are you drawing?"
Aman couldn't sit still and moved to her side, getting closer to her, wanting to see what she drew.
Xiao Zhimiao spread out all the drawn curse seals on the table, and the two dragon scales in the middle shimmered in the light of the fire.
There were also several bottles and jars she took out from the storage bracelet. They were all glass bottles and crystal bottles, and they looked very precious.
"Amulet," she said.
Aman sneered, "You are not a Taoist priest, you are the Almighty."
Xiao Zhimiao: "You have said that I am the Almighty, so it is not surprising that I can draw talismans, right?"
Aman did not play word games with her, "Did you copy the witch skills to learn the spell?"
Xiao Zhimiao happily accepted Aman's initiative to help her fulfill her identity, "Yes, I have a good memory. I can remember it after reading it once or twice."
After finishing the last painting, Xiao Zhimiao looked at the curse seals covering the table, and crimson magic appeared in his hands.
She stared at the curse seal and looked back and forth several times, carefully analyzing the feasibility of the synthesis and some of the curse seal languages hidden on it, then turned to look at Aman.
"Give me your hand."
Aman: "What to do?"
While asking, he stretched out his hand in front of Xiao Zhimiao.
Xiao Zhimiao grabbed her hand and quickly slashed her wrist with a dagger. Aman's wrist hurt and blood immediately overflowed.
"What are you doing?!" She frowned and tried to pull her hand away, but Xiao Zhimiao held her tightly.
"Don't move." Xiao Zhimiao's voice was calm and strong. Aman was confused and relaxed his strength and stopped struggling.
The wound on Aman's wrist was not deep, but blood still continued to overflow and drip onto the carpet.
Xiao Zhimiao's hand was surrounded by crimson magic. According to the curse seal on the straw paper, she drew a curse seal on Aman's wrist. After drawing one curse seal, she continued to draw a second and third one on top of the curse seal... ....
After drawing all seven curse seals, the curse seals condensed by crimson magic power merged together and turned into an extremely complex curse seal. Then, Aman watched the curse seal disperse and gather like mist, and finally became It became a rose-shaped pattern.
This rose-shaped pattern was suspended above her wrist, sucking the blood from her wrist into it. Xiao Zhimiao also cut his own wrist, facing Aman's wrist, with the rose pattern in the middle, sucking the rose pattern up and down. The blood on their wrists continued to glow red.
Somehow, Aman's heart started beating wildly when he saw this scene.
At this time, the door was pushed open. Aman was startled and subconsciously wanted to withdraw his wrist, but Xiao Zhimiao held him tightly, "Don't move, concentrate."
This sentence seemed to be said to Aman, but it was said to herself.
Her blood mixed with crimson magic power soaked into this curse seal, and her body's temperature gradually drained away.
On this day, she had used blood spells too many times and lost too much blood.
Aman heard that her voice was a little hoarse, and his eyes fell on her face. He found that her face was getting paler and she stopped moving immediately. .
Modu stood at the door and saw a trace of surprise in his eyes when he saw the curse seal Xiao Zhimiao was using.
He didn't know what spell she was using on the girl, but the magic emanating from her was amazing.
Xiao Zhimiao watched as the rose pattern gradually formed on Aman's wrist, then she pressed her wrist down and buried the curse mark in the middle into her wrist.
The injured wrists of the two were brought together, and their blood mingled.
The last ray of light dissipated, and the curse seal was successful.
Aman felt a burning sensation on his wrist, but within a few seconds, the feeling disappeared.
She looked at the beads of sweat on Xiao Zhimiao's forehead and couldn't help but said, "Aren't you doing some witchcraft and casting a curse on me?"
Xiao Zhimiao let go of her and leaned on the edge of the sofa a little exhausted, "Well, it's just a curse."
