Exiled Clan 97 Ticke

Blood Demon was panic-stricken.

Bead of cold sweat was beginning to form on his forehead.

Based on what he felt, the drops of rain were incredibly compact and tough. Yet the rainfall was also as flexible and nimble as a fish. It went straight for the weak point of his spell and completely caused it to fall apart. It was like a hot knife cutting through butter.

"This spell..."

Huge beads of cold perspiration flowed from Blood Demon's forehead. He felt as though the young man had seen through him already.

"You demons have killed many innocents for no reason and committed several other heinous crimes. Today I will serve you the justice you deserve...Of course, these are not the main reasons. Who asked you to provoke me first!"

The white-haired man smiled, and a wavering streak of blue light flew out from his palm.

"Crap!"

Blood Demon retreated instantly, and a dark red light appeared from his body, "Nefarious Blood Shield!"

After setting up this defense, he turned on his heels and sped off without turning back.

How could he fight against such an opponent? He would not dare to fight against this kind of opponent ever again in his life.

After all, to fight against an opponent who could see through him was enough of a hellish experience.

After experiencing it once, Blood Demon did not wish to go through it a second time.

However, it was a pity as the young man was not going to let him off so easily.

"Go!"

With his command, the streak of white light became extremely vibrant and flexible. It skirted along the sides of the red shield and caused it to vibrate violently. Then, the light cut through the shield with ease.

"Snap!"

Blood Demon was taken aback. He saw his shield break open like an eggshell to reveal the white light. It looked like a weirdly shaped short sword.

The short sword flew towards him from extremely tight angles.

Amidst all these, Blood Demon turned and bent over his waist into a painful angle as he attempted to dodge the weapon.

Even so, the short sword pierced through his shoulder and sent blood splattering into the air.

He panted violently like a hopeless beast. He was trying desperately to find a way to survive and was at the same time extremely dumbfounded by the young man's abilities.

"You have already reached the peak of the Core Formation Stage?"

Glaring at the white-haired man, these words came out of his mouth with great difficulty as he refused to acknowledge the facts.

Without waiting for the other to reply, several wounds on his body opened up and blood flowed from them. It was almost as though he was dipped into the blood.

"Hehe, I will remember you! Blood Escape Technique!"

With this shout, Blood Demon transformed into a ray of red light and shot away with amazing speed.

"Whitey! Chase!"

At this point, it was evident that the Blood Demon might not be that lucky again.

The bird cawed continuously. The tips of its feathers turned into a bright blue color. Its originally blistering speed increased by many times! With a flash of white light, it easily caught up with Blood Demon.

"How is this possible?"

Blood Demon was completely at a loss of what to do.

This technique was his last resort. Whenever he executed it, it would take up a huge portion of demonic energy along with his vital blood. It even had negative side effects such as causing him to sustain serious injuries or decreasing his powers.

Of course, with such risks involved, the results were outstanding. It enabled him to travel at a speed so fast that even a normal spiritual bird could not keep up with him.

Ever since Blood Demon trained and mastered the Blood Magic Technique, he had always relied on this technique as a trump card and reassurance to do whatever he wanted.

However, how was it possible that the spiritual bird his opponent was riding could keep up with him?

Blood Demon was shocked to the core.

'Something is wrong, this spiritual bird. Its speed cannot be this fast!'

Blood Demon tried to spur himself on "Even though this bird might be faster than me, but it shouldn't be able to continue with such speed. As long as I can outlast it, I still might escape!"

Thinking about this, he drummed up his courage and bit off the tip of his tongue. He then spat out a mouthful of vital blood.

Splash!

Riding atop the bird, The young man saw the traces of blood on the ground grew thicker with shades of purple. Blood Demon's speed increased by 3 times.

"Hehe...you are now gambling your life on this?"

Calmly, he took a few blue fruits and fed them to the White Bird and ordered, "Continue to chase after him, let's see how much more blood can he afford to spit!"

"Kaw kaw!"

The White Bird let out a loud shrill and the feathers on it became even shiny.

After some time.

"What the...what creature is that? Does it have endless energy? This is not normal!"

The rays from the Blood Escaping Technique grew weaker. Blood Demon was ghostly pale, and the black-red color of his hair faded to resemble a sickly and withering tree. He was unsteadily falling to the ground.

Hearing the caws from the bird behind him, he opened his mouth with much difficulty, but he no longer had enough vital blood to continue the technique.

"Haha... it seems like my proud life will have to end in such a manner!"

Blood Demon's coarse vocal cords made his laughter sound as horrendous as a crow. His vision went black and he fell to the ground.

"Hmm?"

The White bird landed majestically as the young man leaped off. He was slightly suspicious as he wondered, "Where did he disappear?"

....

"Don't worry Mosquito man! I gotta ya!"

"Afterall, you are gonna be my ticket in!!" A brown-haired man with a scarred face could be seen carrying a reb robed man who looked hurt and weak on his shoulders.

Chapter end