Shelter?

Dean, who heard this term for the first time, was subconsciously stunned.

Soon, though, Dean was back to his senses—and although the 'shelter' in the other's mouth made him curious, he knew better that this was not the time to inquire into the question.

Although the opponent's talent 'damage transfer' and path 'curse' did not have any 'real damage' for him.

Even, in a certain way, it is helping him to practice the [Suffering Method] in another way.

When perfecting the Affliction Method, Dean and the Grand Duke Swordsman discussed the possibility of practicing the [Affliction Method] in battle, but the result of such a discussion was not ideal.

This is because the special nature of the Law of Suffering requires a source of suffering.

And that means you have to get hurt in battle!

And, that's just a premise!

Next, after being injured in the battle, practicing the [Suffering Method], Dean will definitely be distracted, and the opponent's attack will not stop, compared to the two, Dean will eventually face a rather difficult situation.

Even to suffer defeat and death.

Therefore, for the cultivation of the [Suffering Method] in actual combat, the Grand Duke Sword Master believes that it is not feasible.

As for finding someone to practice the [Dharma] of suffering in the nature of competition?

Not to mention the jaw-dropping defensive power that Dean's body possessed at the moment, it is extremely difficult to find an opponent of the same level as Dean to fight.

Moreover, that opponent must have a strong attack power.

Although the Marquis of York is a very good choice, it is absolutely impossible for the Marquis of York to stay by Dean's side every day in order to compete with Dean.

So. This one mentions yì. It was also denied.

But. When confronted with Matheson, Dean suddenly realized that the other party was the one who fully met the conditions in the discussion.

First of all, the opponent's attack is very special and can deal damage to him.

Secondly, the other party cannot inflict real fatal damage on him.

Finally, and most importantly, there is a gap in the opponent's attack. Give Dean plenty of time to recover.

It's like just now, the other party continued to hurt himself, and he wanted to transfer the hurt to Dean's body, and Dean did feel that pain.

However, after entering the cultivation state of the [Suffering Method], Dean wanted the other party's attack to continue.

Because, just the previous round of attacks from the other party once again raised the [Suffering Method] to a higher level.

[Affliction Method Lv3: A secret technique from a certain plane school, which can greatly condense the soul; Effect: Will +3.0, Perception +1.5】

This speed is much faster than the speed of converting the [Blazing Method] and the [Extreme Cold Method].

Of course. This is not to say that the way to convert the [Blazing Method] and the [Extreme Cold Method] to practice the [Suffering Method] is lower than the opponent's 'Damage Transfer' and 'Curse'.

Simply because. The opponent's power is a 'new kind of damage power'.

In the record of the [Suffering Method], it is clearly mentioned that the body is adaptable, and when it reaches a certain level of dù and gets used to it, it cannot play the role of stimulation.

Therefore, there is a need for a 'new power of damage'.

It is precisely because of this that the [Suffering Method] is used to hit the body with a stick at the very beginning, and then to the sword stabbing, knife cutting, and even fire and flooding, and even to the realization of the edge of death.

The Grand Duke Swordsman has also proposed that there may be a limit to the conversion of the [Blazing Method] and the [Extreme Cold Method], so if Dean has the chance, he will use the 'new damage power'!

Because, this can not only stimulate the cultivation speed of the [Suffering Method], but also change the body's adaptability, so that the [Blazing Method] and the [Extreme Cold Method] can work again.

For the words of the Grand Duke Sword Master, Dean naturally took it to heart.

If he had met Matheson at another time, Dean didn't mind letting the other party fully exert his attack, and pretended to be as complicated as several encounters.

But not now.

In the distance, although the attack of the Flowing Fire was huge, Dean could clearly feel that the Flowing Fire had a strong rest.

Obviously, the Flowing Fire, which has an incomparable explosive state, lacks stamina and staying power.

And, there, the breath of holy light began to loom.

Undoubtedly, in addition to the tin bones, who are also the sons of Morbius, the enemies faced by the flowing fire are also the Cult of God!

Dean's gaze was on Matheson.

Swept past the dozens of scarecrows, and then, landing on the blood cell about a foot in diameter, the least attention paid to Matheson himself.

There are rumors about each other in the previous life, and the fight just now.

Dean can be sure that whether the other party uses his talent to 'damage transfer' or the path to 'curse', he needs a medium: his own blood!

It's as if as soon as the two sides met, the other party borrowed the power of magic items to create a series of impact breaks.

The other party never meant to cause him harm!

Just to cover up the spread of blood!

Although the bright red color has completely changed, there is still a hint of blood, and Dean, who has the [perception] of an ordinary gold-level powerhouse who is almost at the limit of 'metamorphosis', clearly captures this smell.

If blood is the medium, then dozens of scarecrows surrounded by a cold aura are a kind of amplification prop.

As for the ontology?

It's an obvious 'bait'!

The opponent's special ability has already determined the opponent's body, and it is impossible to have a real weakness, and any damage will be transferred, even fatal injuries are no exception.

When Dean saw the blood cells floating on one side, he knew that the other party could enter a state similar to 'immortality'.

No matter how much you destroy the other person's body, it is always you who gets hurt.

And the other party is because of his special talent, there will always be a breath of air, and then. Rely on the magic of the Cult of God. And that floating blood. After a period of cultivation, it is as good as ever again.

Dean even suspected that the other party would join the Cult of God simply because the Cult's magic had an extraordinary healing effect.

"Do you feel the breath of death?"

Sensing Dean's glance, Matheson waved his arm, and dozens of scarecrows full of gloomy aura hung in the air as if they were in formation.

The blood cell split in two, one of which continued to levitate in the air. The other turned into dozens of tiny blood cells and flew towards the scarecrows.

The bright red instantly dyed all the scarecrows red.

"Now is the time for the real curse! It was just an appetizer before, but now you will suffer tenfold, hundredfold ago! ”

Matheson's face twitched, revealing an extremely ugly, hideous smile.

And when he saw Dean walking slowly towards him, there was a hint of smugness in this ugly, hideous smile.

"Want to stop me? Or do you want to ask for mercy? Sue sù you...... None of this is possible! ”

Matheson yelled loudly.

Then, he opened his palm and slammed it.

Immediately, ten blood-stained scarecrows broke their limbs.

Dean paused as he walked forward. However, the next moment move on. A chill began to brew in the palm of his hand, and the temperature around him began to drop rapidly.

Matheson, on the other hand, waved his hand violently again.

The scarecrow, who had lost all his limbs, burst open with its head.

Bang!

Grass clippings fly.

"Is it painful? Just shout it out! ”

Matheson said gloomily, but when he saw Dean continue to move forward, Masison's features that were crowded together began to become more and more crowded, and his bean-sized eyes were full of vicious light.

"Do you think you'll be able to endure it? It's useless to me! Give me a wailing death in agony! ”

After splitting in two, the blood ball suspended on one side exploded in Matheson's shout.

It was like a rain of blood, pouring on the scarecrow itself, which was bright red.

And those scarecrows, which were originally only suspended in mid-air, seemed to come to life at this moment, and they began to move in a strange dance.

The limbs twisted like snakes, then the torso and the head.

It looks like wringing out laundry.

"Muscles, bones, organs, and your brain, smash them all for me!"

Matheson's voice was slightly weak, but the whole person was extremely excited, and he looked at Dean with wide eyes, wanting to see Dean's eyes pop out, his whole body convulsed and torn.

However, Dean only stood in place for a moment before walking towards him again.

The distance between the two sides was not far away, and as Dean advanced, he entered a rather dangerous range.

"This, this ......"

There was a panic in Matheson's crowded features, and he began to jerk back.

And Dean didn't chase after him, but just pinched a blood-stained scarecrow in his hand with great speed.

"It's hard to break my curse!"

After pulling away from what he thought was safe, Matheson immediately scoffed at Dean when he saw his movements.

"Blood, that's not how it's used!"

Dean looked at Matheson and said lightly.

"Hmph, pretending ......"

Matheson snorted coldly, but before he could finish his words, he suddenly found that the sky in front of him, which was close to night, turned red in an instant, and the sea water under him also turned red.

Wave. Tao. Restless. Chung. In the sea of blood, mountains of corpses began to protrude.

The entire world is dominated by a trembling, maddening will to kill!

Matheson looked at Yiqiē with a slight blankness, fear filling his heart.

When he felt that his life began to drain and his body was frozen, he suddenly found that his qiē, including blood and curse props, was frozen in ice.

Death comes!

"When?"

Matheson was slightly confused.

"When you start questioning yourself and get scared!"

Dean said lightly.

The Way of Killing -

Praise of Blood!

PS first update ~ (to be continued......)