A drop of blood.
This matter is neither big nor small.
To put it in a small way, it is just a drop of blood.
But to put it in a big way, it is a drop of blood!
Qin Ze frowned: "What do you want my blood for? Eat it?"
Hui Xiang explained generously: "Good man, I am too cold, your blood can resist chaos and keep me warm."
Qin Ze said lightly: "My blood is so strong?"
Hui Xiang said: "Although you don't have a complete godhead, it is the blood of the gods after all."
"Good man, the power contained in your body is more powerful than you think."
Qin Ze is also afraid of this.
A drop of god's blood with infinite possibilities.
What if Hui Xiang uses his blood to do something shameful?
Seeing that Qin Ze was silent again, Hui Xiang was not in a hurry.
"If you feel embarrassed, forget it."
"According to the current development of this world, it will be completely annihilated in about an hour."
"You can use this time to find yourself a beautiful cemetery."
Qin Ze did not listen to his nagging, but drew a card again.
He cut his finger and released a drop of blood, and then began to divine the blood.
"What is its fate in Hui Xiang's hands?"
The God's Skill Card unfolded in a "clattering" manner.
Hui Xiang once again sensed the familiar and strong fluctuations of the rules.
Once can be said to be a coincidence, an accident.
But twice is not just a coincidence.
Hui Xiang was amazed: "Good man, you really amaze me more and more."
"You can control the rules at your age. When you are my age, you will become the leader of the gods?"
Qin Ze took out a card and snorted: "Don't flatter me."
Hui Xiang said: "I am sincere. You have a bright future, but you can't die here."
Qin Ze raised his eyebrows: "Protect me. When I become the leader of the gods in the future, I will make you a five-star general."
Hui Xiang sighed: "To be honest, I can't do it without your blood to keep me warm."
Can't do it?
False and true, true and false.
Qin Ze looked at the hexagram displayed on the card and frowned.
I saw the big word "Wu Jiu" in the center of the card.
Wu Jiu means ordinary, not good or bad.
But compared with the "Ji" on the previous card, it is already very bad.
The first drop of blood may be just as the hexagram said, ordinary and without disaster.
But what Qin Ze is worried about is that this drop of blood will open Pandora's box.
The Lord of Mist hurriedly said: "It's a sign of great misfortune, a sign of great misfortune! Don't give blood to Him!"
The King of Dharma: "Then we are waiting to die here?"
Brother Swallow said in a deep voice: "I have a plan."
"You can leave here and find a green new world, where you can hide your light and bide your time."
"As for the claws squatting outside, if we join forces, we can buy you time to escape."
Qin Ze frowned.
If you do this, it means that Brother Swallow and his men will be completely sacrificed.
"The worst plan."
Qin Ze doesn't want to do this.
Ah Bing sighed: "Isn't that what we do?"
The Lord of Mist also agreed: "I think it's okay, otherwise giving blood to Him is equivalent to carrying a big thunder on your back all the time."
Qin Ze flicked lightly, and the blood on his fingertips dissipated in an instant.
He got another drop of blood from the ordinary clone and drew another divine skill.
"No blame."
The fate of the blood of the original body and the clone seems to be the same.
Qin Ze asked Miss Jian Xia: "Do you want to trade with Him?"
Miss Jian Xia thought seriously: "I think it's okay this time."
"Maybe He will use that drop of blood to do something bad, but the price will exceed what He can bear."
"The smaller the medium of casting, the stronger the caster, and the greater the cost of the caster."
"Although your current strength is only a drop of blood, even God can't afford the cost of casting."
"But you have to pay attention if He wants more things in the future."
Qin Ze nodded slightly.
Miss Jian Xia's worries are similar to his. This drop of blood will be the key to open the magic box.
Qin Ze thought for a moment, blew the conch and passed the blood of the clone to Hui Xiang.
The clone who contributed blood changed his expression: "It's bad, it's coming for me."
The Lord of Mist sighed: "How foolish."
Hui Xiang, who received the blood, was overjoyed: "It's getting warmer!"
Qin Ze thought the other party would return the goods, but he actually signed for it.
The clone's blood is not the blood of God, so it naturally does not have such a powerful effect.
In other words, Hui Xiang's previous claim of warming up was false. He obviously had other intentions.
Moreover, he could not distinguish the composition of blood. Hui Xiang's current state was probablyIt was worse than Qin Ze expected.
Hui Xiang laughed and said, "Good man, you smell so good!"
Qin Ze's face was dark: "You didn't eat that drop of blood, did you?"
Hui Xiang replied, "How is it possible? Your blood is wrapping me now, warm, as if I was hugged in your arms..."
Qin Ze hurriedly said, "Stop, stop, the more you talk, the more disgusting it is."
"I have given you what you want, now it's your turn."
Hui Xiang was confident: "Don't worry! I guarantee you will get out of here!"
"Now you just wait here for the world to be annihilated."
"I will send you out by then, and I guarantee that the woman can't catch you!"
Hui Xiang's ability seemed to need the power released when the world was annihilated to be exerted.
Qin Ze sat cross-legged in the sky.
Just below him, the hunting team had brought the giant elephant they hunted back to the tribe.
This was a tribe with about a hundred people, and it was not small in scale.
They were able to build simple wooden and stone houses.
The hunting team gathered around the campfire to distribute meat to the tribesmen, and the tribe was full of laughter.
Qin Ze sighed softly.
These primitive steel-melting people didn't know that they only had one hour left to live.
One hour passed in a flash.
The "sunset" in the sky suddenly began to spread to the sky of the whole world, like a burning hell.
Hui Xiang said: "Get ready, I'm going to send you away."
Another drop of water fell on Qin Ze's head, and a thin film of water wrapped him against the surface of his skin.
The earth began to roar and the mountains began to collapse.
This world was like being put into a water bottle, shaking violently.
Those primitive steel-melting people knelt on the ground in fear and kowtowed continuously.
They didn't know what happened.
They just hoped to get the forgiveness of the "god".
The earth tore open a crack several kilometers wide and endless.
Those kneeling primitive people were swallowed up instantly.
"Roar--"
A low roar came from the crack.
Then, a huge indescribable thing crawled out of the crack.
It had no specific form, and looked like a ball of "air" that was constantly changing shape.
With the appearance of air, the world began to collapse rapidly and was continuously absorbed by the air.
"Is that... the master of the world?!"
Echo replied: "Yes, the chaotic world is the same, and there is a master in every world."
The master devoured the world with relish, and Qin Ze was gradually surrounded by endless nothingness.