140: Charge into the bloodshot eyes! The hunt has officially begun!

The blood mist was thick, and afishy smell assaulted the nostrils.

Inside Lin Yuan’s Electromagnetic Induction, those few red lights had nowhere to hide.

They were several red tentacles, their surfaces covered in barbs and suckers.

Hide?

The thought had barely surfaced before he extinguished it.

No, character comes first.

A D-rank strength-based brute like him, if he reacted to such a sneak attack, that would be abnormal.

“Pfft—!”

Lin Yuan didn’t even bother to make a symbolic block, allowing one of the tentacles to solidly strike his back!

“Bang!”

Lin Yuan flew forward, tumbling several times on the ground.

He felt a sweetness in his throat and, taking advantage of the situation, forcefully squeezed his lungs.

“Pfft…”

A mouthful of freshly produced “prop blood” landed on the ground.

Perfect.

Lin Yuan lay on the ground, feeling that his acting deserved an Oscar, which should be awarded to him overnight.

“What the hell is that thing?!”

“Ah! My leg!”

“Night Crow Sir!”

On the other side, screams rose and fell, like a banquet.

Night Crow was also entangled by several tentacles; his shadow energy clashed wildly with the tentacles, emitting “sizzling” corrosive sounds, clearly not expecting this thing to be so troublesome.

“Get lost!”

Night Crow roared, his shadow dagger slashing out, severing a tentacle wrapped around his right arm!

The severed tentacle writhed a few times on the ground before dissolving into a disgusting pool of blood.

It was at this moment!

Lin Yuan sensed that the energy contained within the giant eye in the sky had, very subtly… decreased a little.

Understood.

Lin Yuan’s mind was as clear as a mirror.

These tentacles were not new monsters at all.

They were the unlucky sacrifices, absorbed by the blood eye and then recycled as a means of attack.

Conservation of energy; cut one off, and the “main power source” in the sky loses a bit.

“A Li!”

Not far away, Scorpion Sting’s panicked cry came, “Are you still alive?”

“Cough cough… I’m not dying!”

Lin Yuan propped himself up, shakily standing.

He immediately saw Night Crow being attacked by three tentacles, his eyes “splitting with rage.”

“Sir!!!”

Lin Yuan let out a roar, dragging his “severely injured” body, which looked like it was about to fall apart, and limped over.

“I’m coming to save you!”

His desperate attempt to save his master looked quite convincing.

“Get lost! Don’t come here to make trouble!”

Night Crow, struggling in battle, almost choked when he heard that damned voice, his composure crumbling again.

Why was this jinx here again!

But Lin Yuan ignored him, still rushing towards him “selflessly.”

Just then.

A tentacle, lurking in the blood mist, lashed out from the side, aiming directly for his face!

“Watch out!”

Night Crow blurted out, warning him.

But it was too late.

Lin Yuan didn’t react, watching helplessly as the tentacle enlarged in his pupils.

Then, the tentacle skillfully coiled around Lin Yuan, binding him tightly from head to toe!

“Ugh ah ah ah—!”

Lin Yuan screamed, his limbs tightly locked, completely unable to move.

Immediately after, the tentacle pulled back!

“Sir—save me—!!!”

Lin Yuan’s cry for help abruptly ceased the moment he was dragged deep into the thick mist.

The entire process was so fast that no one had time to react.

Night Crow was stunned.

That A Li, that somewhat foolish, loyal hothead… just like that… gone?

A strange emotion arose in Night Crow’s heart.

There was a hint of… relief?

Finally, he wouldn’t have to worry about this jinx being around, ready to backstab him at any moment.

But there also seemed to be a bit of… regret?

After all, where could he find such a useful and loyal top-tier cannon fodder?

“Hmph, useless.”

Night Crow suppressed his complex emotions, snorted coldly, and attributed Lin Yuan’s “sacrifice” to his own stupidity.

He refocused his attention on the battle at hand… deep within the blood mist.

Lin Yuan was being dragged at high speed by the tentacle; the surrounding light grew darker and darker, and the voices of others were completely inaudible.

The fear and pain on his face vanished in a second.

He could feel that the tentacle was trying to invade his body, siphoning his life force.

Too bad.

You got the wrong guy, buddy.

“Sizzle—!”

Lin Yuan didn’t even bother to struggle; the lightning power within his body seeped through his skin.

That incredibly tough tentacle emitted a pungent burnt smell and instantly melted!

Lin Yuan performed a nimble flip, landing steadily on the ground.

“Phew…”

He let out a long sigh.

“I’ve been acting for so long.”

“It’s finally my turn to take the stage.”

He muttered to himself.

Buzz—

The disguise covering his face began to unravel!

His bones made faint “click-clack” sounds, and the forcibly altered muscles wriggled back into place.

In just two seconds.

Lin Yuan had already returned to his original appearance, and the abyssal mithril mask transformed into a pool of silver liquid, rising back up.

It coalesced into a silver mask on his face.

He twisted his neck, emitting a crisp “crack.”

“Next, time to do some real work.”

Lin Yuan raised his head, his gaze piercing through layers of blood mist, looking towards the blood eye in the sky.

The next second.

“Swish—!”

His Thunder Falcon Wings unfolded behind him!

I’m not pretending anymore!

With a flap of his wings, Lin Yuan took off from the ground, soaring straight into the air.

He hovered above the labyrinth, and the full view of the entire blood-colored altar was completely presented before his eyes!

This was an incredibly massive, circular altar made of countless bones and runes.

The people fighting in the labyrinth were the sacrifices on the altar.

And that blood-colored giant eye was the core of the altar!

At this moment, it was greedily devouring the blood mist and lost souls permeating below; each pulsation strengthened its aura a little.

Lin Yuan’s gaze ignored everything, directly locking onto the depths of the giant eye’s pupil.

There.

He “saw” a blood-colored crystal, pulsating like a heart.

That’s it!

Lin Yuan didn’t hesitate; his Thunder Falcon Wings flapped behind him!

He transformed into a bolt of lightning, crashing into the blood-colored eyeball that overlooked all beings!

With a squelch, piercing through a layer of viscous membrane, Lin Yuan’s figure submerged into the giant eye.