Chapter 149 The Script and...the Bell!

The black-robed man stood quietly in the woods, looking at the entrance of the cave Simon entered. His figure seemed a little erratic. Suddenly, there was a rustling sound under his feet, and a black beetle hurriedly crawled past and drilled through his feet.

This was an extremely realistic phantom.

"Nightmare, disappeared?"

The mentor muttered to himself, but no sound came out, only a look of surprise and confusion appeared on his face.

Many years ago, he had fought with Nightmare, and he had a deep understanding of its weirdness, and at the same time he coveted it. This time, letting Simon come was not without the intention of testing.

The relationship between evil spirits and humans is far more than just food or enemies. If humans want to gain powerful power, they can only rely on evil spirits, and if evil spirits want to break through, they also need to rely on humans.

This is like some kind of insurmountable rule, and Simon is the bait released by the mentor.

Of course, dealing with evil spirits is extremely dangerous. No one can guess their thoughts and behaviors. Therefore, except for Simon, the group of baits or apprentices trained by the mentor have basically been destroyed. The mentor has no sympathy at all and has assigned Simon an ultimate task without hesitation.

Those who can complete the task are naturally his apprentices, and those who cannot complete it can only make him sigh with regret.

This is not because he is cruel, but because the world itself is like this. The mentor has been like this before. The mentor apprenticeship system of the original sect is far less gentle than the outside world thinks.

For the sect, those who can deal with evil spirits with mortal power and even complete baptism are worth cultivating, no matter what method they use.

Such a training mechanism is cruel but effective.

Pah pah pah...

Under the gaze of the mentor, not long after, hurried footsteps came from the entrance of the cave, and a figure suddenly jumped out from inside, covered in blood and looking panic-stricken.

"Roar!"

Soon after Simon rushed out, a piercing roar came from the darkness, and a blood shadow quickly emerged and rushed towards Simon.

Swish!

The speed of this blood shadow was much faster than Simon. He turned his head and looked at it. His expression suddenly changed. He was already a little desperate and his steps were even faster!

Of course, he did not find the mentor hiding in the woods, and the mentor had no intention of saving him. He was like a rational bystander, watching all this happen calmly.

He was just a projection now.

"Damn, is it going to fail?"

Although Simon felt desperate, he was not really desperate. Instead, he cast his eyes on the mask covered with dirt and moss in his hand.

He knew that all this was caused by this mask, otherwise it would be impossible for the blood shadow monster to rush out like crazy to chase him as soon as he picked up the mask.

If he abandoned this mask, the probability of him escaping the blood shadow's pursuit would undoubtedly increase greatly. Therefore, despite the strong feeling of reluctance in his heart, Simon still made a decision quickly.

If something is gone, you can find it again, but life is your only chance!

Crash!

His fingers loosened slightly from the eye sockets where the mask was tightly clasped. Just as he was about to take action, he saw the blood shadow rushing towards him. The moment it was exposed to the sunlight, it was like ice melting under the sun, and countless blood splashed out with a crash and fell to the ground!

".!"

Simon was speechless for a moment, staring at this scene in a daze. The sticky blood was surging in the mud and grass, avoiding the sunlight like a living thing, shrinking back at the same time, and soon retreating back to the cave entrance, turning into a human form again, looking at Simon very unwillingly, the blood on the surface of the body gurgling, countless bubbles gushing out and exploding.

"So the sunlight is its weakness!"

Simon was filled with ecstasy. This sudden turn of events made him feel that the ups and downs of life were too fast. He looked up at the sun near the highest point in the sky and couldn't help laughing out loud.

While smiling, he looked at the spoils in his hand that he had obtained after a narrow escape from death. After wiping the dirt on the surface of the mask with his sleeve, the scarlet color underneath was revealed. Even after going through vicissitudes, it still did not feel dull at all.

A strong sense of desire grew in Simon's heart

The mentor stood quietly in the woods, watching Simon raise his hand and put it down, put it down and raise it again. After doing this several times, he finally put the mask on his face. The sharp barbs popped out from the edge of the mask and inserted into his head, making him howl like a beast!

"Blood spirit?"

The mentor muttered to himself, and his figure slowly disappeared.

"Perfect!"

In the luxuriously decorated room, Lu En looked a little tired. He opened his tightly closed eyes, and a strong excitement emerged from them.

If the full score is 100, then he would give his script a score of at least 80. After seeing the nightmare host in the photo, Lu En knew what Simon wanted to find, and at the same time, a bold idea instantly emerged in his mind.

He wanted to drive a nail into the original sect.

So he carefully planned this script. The plot was very simple. If Simon wanted to gain power, then Luen would give him power. The most difficult thing was to hide it from the bishop-level master who was watching secretly, so Luen finally chose to control everything remotely.

Simon seemed to have escaped in a dangerous way, but in fact, it was all Luen's secret release. Otherwise, with the power of Blood Shadow, he could suck out all the blood in his body at a glance, and it was nonsense to be restrained by the sun.

However, if the monster had no weaknesses, how could the protagonist escape happily? In short, after some arrangements, Luen successfully delivered the Blood Face to Simon.

Originally, Luen planned to attach the Blood Spirit directly to Simon and turn him into his own avatar, but after careful consideration, he gave up this plan.

The original sect was powerful. From ancient times to the present, it is not impossible that they have not encountered similar abilities. At that time, not only would the plan fail, but they were afraid that they would find him.

The Blood Spirit was too closely related to him, and Luen did not dare to take risks easily.

"But condensing the blood face is not a loss in the long run, but it does reduce my strength to a certain extent now."

Lu En's thoughts turned to himself. He had already thrown out the bait and hook. Now all he had to do was wait patiently. He was thinking about how to make up for his lost strength when he suddenly heard a melodious bell.

Ding——!

The elongated metal vibrato lingered, like an ancient temple in the mountains, echoing in the empty valley.

"Where did the bell sound come from?"

Lu En frowned and listened, and two more sounds came in succession.

Ding—— Ding——!

The sound was extremely loud, even a little harsh. Lu En pushed the door and walked out, but found that everyone outside seemed to have heard nothing, and there was no doubt or curiosity on their faces.