Chapter 43 The Truth of the Split

Ailong looked at the blood remaining on his right hand, a greedy and excited look in his eyes. He roared and stuffed it into his mouth, sucking it carefully.

But the next second, his face changed drastically, and he even vomited. All that came out were soy-sauce colored liquids, which sizzled and corroded large areas when they hit the ground.

Fang Senyan's blood contained a large amount of A-virus. Although the Virus Monarch's ability was not high enough to infect enemies, if the enemy drank it, they would inevitably suffer from stomach ulcers and perforations.

Taking advantage of this moment, Fang Senyan quickly shifted his steps and stood in front of the Mist Song girl. Because the Reef was recovering, delaying time was more beneficial to them. Fang Senyan did not launch an attack.

At this time, Mist Song stared blankly at Fang Senyan's strong figure, her eyes once again filled with sparkling tears:

"I knew you would come. My guardian, no matter when, as long as I am in any danger, you will immediately appear before my eyes!"

At this time, Ailong, who had finished vomiting, screamed again, opened his arms, and pounced on Fang Senyan like a devil emerging from hell.

Seeing that Ailong had completely abandoned his best field of magic and instead ran to fight him in close combat, Fang Senyan felt very strange in his heart. Why would such an irrational guy, fighting solely on instinct, make Reef completely lose confidence in the battle and tell him not to come?

To be honest, Ailong's fighting style was not a great threat to Fang Senyan. His attack methods were also disorganized. With Fang Senyan's rich combat experience, it was not too difficult to parry with weapons. With his current terrifying blood volume of over 3,000, it was estimated that Ailong would not be able to take him down in a short time.

Moreover, with Fang Senyan's deliberate stalling, Reef quickly recovered from his near-death state. Under Fang Senyan's signal that he could still hold on, he began to eat slowly, restoring his health. Reef took a deep breath and sighed:

"Boss, you shouldn't have come."

Fang Senyan raised his eyebrows and said:

"Why? This guy is just so-so. I think even if I hadn't become a reserve contractor, the two of us working together wouldn't have had much difficulty killing him."

The muscles on Reef's face twitched, and he said with grief and indignation:

"I thought so at first, but... when Ailong's health drops to a certain level, the truly terrifying Ailong will descend."

One of the surviving elven mages trembled and said:

"Yes, to survive, Ailong, that evil guy, should have used the Split Technique on himself."

"Split Technique? What's that?" Fang Senyan asked curiously as he listened to them, while focusing all his attention on dodging and blocking, not counterattacking.

The elven mage suddenly said angrily:

"You know, Ailong, he is a mixed-race hua pi (an elven curse word, similar to 'mongrel'). After realizing that there was no hope of going to the Undying Lands, he used the Split Technique to forcibly separate the elven bloodline and the human bloodline in his body. The Ailong with the elven bloodline inherited the terrifying injury given to him by the Witch-king of Angmar, as well as the magical power that Ailong had cultivated for thousands of years. In an emergency, he detonated himself without hesitation. The power was extremely terrifying, severely injuring three Ringwraiths, and five followers of the Supreme God were killed."

Hearing this, Fang Senyan was overjoyed. The Stockholm team had already had several people killed by him, and now Ailong had used such a suicidal move, so a great loss of vitality was inevitable. Considering their return time, they would undoubtedly have no time to come and make trouble for him.

He casually blocked a claw from the bestial Ailong in front of him, and then said:

"Uh, and then? That is to say, the one in front of us is the pure human Ailong?"

The elven mage said:

"That's right, but this Ailong is in a very deformed state. Because he was originally a hua pi, his body would naturally habitually maintain the balance between the elven bloodline and the human bloodline. When the elven bloodline disappears, this guy's half-elf body can no longer become a pure human. He is completely relying on the Split Technique, a powerful divine spell, to survive for a short time, let alone live for a long time. So, he is actually in a crazy and strange state now. If Ailong wants to continue to live, then he must re-inject and shape half of the elven bloodline into his body!"

Hearing this, Fang Senyan had already faintly understood the truth of the matter. Unable to avoid it, he slashed hard at Ailong's chest, cutting him open, and then said:

"So, this guy is chasing you, devouring your flesh and blood!?"

"Yes." The elven mage showed a painful and crazy expression and said:

"His ultimate goal is Mist Song, only after obtaining the blood essence of the Dawn Elf can the reshaped elven bloodline be in a balanced state with his human bloodline. However, he will not touch Mist Song until he has devoured us all, because devouring and reshaping Mist Song's blood essence is definitely not an easy task. He must first absorb as much of the blood essence of other elves as possible to pave the way, so that the chances of success will be greater."

"Understood." Fang Senyan kicked away the pouncing Ailong, and then raised a question: "But, this trash looks not powerful. Why have you suffered such heavy losses?"

At this time, Reef replied:

"Because Ailong's body is completely out of balance at this time, with the human bloodline occupying an absolute advantage, so his soul must cooperate with the Split Technique to fully suppress and maintain the half-elf's internal balance, to avoid the body's energy loss leading to the collapse of the body. So, at this time, Ailong is only fighting relying on the body's instincts, and in his simple thinking, he regards us all as prey."

"However, when his health drops, then it means that the human bloodline is weakened. Probably when his health is reduced to 50%, the Split Technique does not need the help of Ailong's soul will to independently suppress the body, to avoid its complete collapse. At that time, an Ailong with a clear mind who has inherited all the previous combat experience will let you know what a nightmare is. He will burst out with terrifying power and amazing combat skills, and quickly drag an elf away with unstoppable force, sucking his blood essence, and then come back juan tu in a few minutes!"

"More importantly, when we first encountered Ailong, he only took control of his body after his health dropped to 30%. As the number of elves he hunts increases, now it is estimated that his soul can take control of his body when his health drops to 55%."

"Why don't we try to just hang on with Ailong in this state?" Fang Senyan said.

Reef smiled bitterly:

"First of all, we can't afford to hang on. Ailong in this beastly state only attacks and does not defend, and his damage is very high. How long can the two of us last together? Half an hour at most! And the duration of the Split Technique is 24 hours! Secondly, Ailong's physical condition is already extremely bad at this time, even if we don't hit him, his health will automatically decrease."

"Understood." Fang Senyan nodded and said, "Isn't Mist Song's imprisonment lifted? Then why didn't she take action?"

The elven mage said sadly:

"Because Ailong has obviously been planning this for a long time. Mist Song has been magically marked by him. More importantly, Ailong used the power of the Elven Ring Vilya this time to directly seal Mist Song, which is a hundred times more powerful than the previous double seal!"

Fang Senyan groaned. Because he turned his head to look at the ring on Mist Song's finger, he was distracted and suffered a heavy blow. His head was hit hard by Ailong. Although he had multiple attributes to suppress critical hits, he was still critically hit, and immediately bled all over his face.

Mist Song screamed in shock and burst into tears, but Fang Senyan still gritted his teeth and asked:

"Is there no way to unseal it?"

Another elven mage sobbed:

"My lover, Saya Redmark, tried it. He is the best unsealing warlock in Rivendell, but unfortunately he failed. Although Vilya's energy was almost exhausted due to continuous treatment of Ailong, the backlash that erupted was still very terrifying. He had just taken Vilya to the second joint of Mist Song's finger when he was frozen into an ice sculpture in an instant."

Fang Senyan suddenly narrowed his eyes and said:

"That is to say, you only need to take off this damned ring from Mist Song's finger?"

The elven mage wiped away his tears and said:

"Yes, theoretically speaking, that's right, but if you try to use violence, then when you touch the ring and exert force, you will be frozen stiff by Vilya!"

Fang Senyan took a deep breath, looked at the remaining two elves with apologetic eyes, then dodged Ailong's pounce, and stabbed his knife into his stomach, stirring it hard!

Ailong let out a painful muffled roar. He was about to counterattack, but inexplicably sneezed. Fang Senyan immediately rushed forward, burying his head and hitting his nose with his forehead, followed by knee strikes and kicks. After enduring a counterattack from Ailong, he raised his long knife again. Under the activation of the Swift Beast Hormone, he slashed three times in a row at Ailong's neck. The sound of the blade cutting into the muscles and bones was particularly creepy!

Ailong's clothes were instantly soaked in blood. He screamed miserably and rolled away, but after being safe, he stayed in place for half a second, then slowly covered his neck and raised his eyes. At this moment, the madness, hunger, and cruelty that enveloped Ailong disappeared. Ailong's eyes showed coldness, iron blood, and a sense of confidence in victory!