.Chapter 98 Blood Burialist

In an instant, Lin Feng's heart was inexplicably moved, as if a window in his heart was quietly opened. He subconsciously opened his eyes and saw that the deceitful demon wolf that had already reached his neck had turned its head at some point and looked at the highest iceberg in the Arctic Icefield.

Lin Feng subconsciously looked over and saw a figure walking slowly in the air from the top of the mountain with his hands on his back, slowly walking from top to bottom. He was wearing a snow-white robe, and his weird snow-white long hair fluttered in the wind in the howling wind, and his mouth was filled with unknown sad songs.

Logically speaking, except for the wind magicians, there are only powerful people in the Holy Realm.

But the strangest thing is that this man was clearly in the air, but his feet were like an invisible step, slowly walking downward step by step. The most important thing is that he not only did not have the sign of the golden fighting spirit of the powerful Holy Realm, nor did he have a slight fluctuation of even the wind magic!

It's like it's natural!

As he kept reciting songs in his mouth, all the monsters in the entire Ice Valley stopped their movements, and looked sideways at the natural and free-spirited man in white in the air.

It seemed that at this moment, the originally arrogant and bloodthirsty army of monsters completely dissipated at this moment, replaced by inexplicable calmness and peace. They just raised their heads and listened quietly to the songs in the man in white, just like the sound of nature.

The level 8 monster that had already surrounded Annie looked up regardless of the wounds with blood on his body. The mantis king, who had been knocked back several meters by Lin Feng's spider leg but returned again, stopped and fell to Otos's hand knife again. The level 8 monster that had already pounced on Olima seemed to have forgotten that the enemy was silently looking at the sky under his claws. The group of monsters that had originally surrounded Old Bart stopped attacking and looked at the man in white.

Whether it was Anne, who was half-squatting and covering the wound on her legs, holding the bloody dagger in her hands, Olima lying under the eighth level monster, or Elin, Otos, George and Mag, plus Old Bart, who had just been knocked to the ground by the monster, and Lin Feng, who looked up slightly, his eyes were also focused on the man in the air.

At this moment, all the monsters and the students seemed to have forgotten to fight, and the two sides, who had been immortal, stopped all their actions at this moment.

No monster let out a low roar, for fear that it would have desecrated the man in white in the air.

There was only the sound of the howling wind and the sound of songs coming from the man's mouth...

Everything seems so natural, everything seems so harmonious. It takes only 3 seconds to remember it

Lin Feng only felt that the killing and passion in his heart were falling rapidly. Listening to the sad songs of the man in white, he could no longer have any murderous intentions, leaving only an inexplicable tranquility and faint sadness.

At the same time, a ridiculous thought suddenly arose in my heart - is this person... the legendary bard?

Do the minstrel's songs really have such great power?

Not only can it calm the violent group of monsters, but it can also reduce the murderous intent in your heart?

Before he could think too much, the man who had already walked into the air suddenly stopped and the song in his mouth had already finished singing. The next moment, he looked down at everyone from the air, looked down at the dense army of monsters, then pulled out a hand from behind, waved it gently, and said lightly: "Children, go home."

As he said that, a short sentence with a strange pronunciation rang out from his mouth.

Hearing this short sentence, Lin Feng suddenly felt a familiar feeling in his heart, as if he had heard it somewhere, but at this time, no matter how he recalled it, he could not remember it at all.

As soon as this short sentence fell, the army of monsters that were originally looking up suddenly moved!

They did not continue fighting as they imagined. At this moment, these originally extremely vicious monsters seemed to have forgotten the wounds on their bodies and their dead companions, and turned around and began to slowly walk towards the highest iceberg.

Whether it was the corpse-eating demon with disgusting liquid in his mouth or the six demon dogs with evil spirits on their faces, they all turned around and lined up neatly, as if someone was commanding them in a unified manner, silently following the monsters ahead.

This scene was undoubtedly extremely strange. Lin Feng and others watched the army of monsters go further and further away, until they slowly disappeared from their sight and disappeared behind the highest iceberg.

If it weren't for the ice surface that had been stained with blood and the strong smell of blood in the air, I really thought it was just a terrifying dream.

Could it be...I was rescued like this?

This is the first thought that arises in everyone's mind.

And at this moment, the man in white in the air slowly walked downward again, and he walked slowly down step by step, as if nothing could shake him in this world.

Lin Feng and others also slowly came to their senses. Everyone slowly got up from the ground and gathered silently. The eyes of the man in white couldn't help but be filled with confusion and confusion. Even Old Bart's face was filled with deep doubts.

Irene held Otos with only one leg left, with a hint of gratitude on her face beside her confusion, while Olima stood beside the couple holding Zafiler's upper body, but his face was more sad.

The man in white walked slowly and slowly, and as he kept approaching everyone, everyone felt an invisible pressure slowly rise from their hearts, as if the man in white was like an unshakable mountain. Even more than the pressure brought to everyone by the iceberg that penetrated into the sky in the distance!

Lin Feng felt uncomfortable in his heart and couldn't help but say loudly to the man in white: "Thank you for saving us. May I ask you the best name?"

The man in white did not answer and still walked slowly. However, at the moment Lin Feng finished speaking, the momentum of the man in white suddenly changed drastically!

The originally elegant and free and easy feeling disappeared, and an invisible killing aura began to spread on him!!

Feeling this strong murderous intent, everyone's face was a little pale. Old Bart beside Lin Feng suddenly had a bitter face, opened his mouth, and said something from his mouth: "This is... the Blood Burialist... Only he has such a strong murderous aura."

Although his words were small, Lin Feng, who was beside him, heard a clear word in his heart and couldn't help but pass by: "No one knows whether he is a man or a woman, nor does anyone know his real name. His whereabouts are erratic. It is said that those who have seen his true face have passed away, and his nickname is therefore named..."

At this moment, a ridiculous feeling arose in Lin Feng's heart: If he was really the legendary Blood Burialist, then have he just escaped from the mouth of the monster army and turned to die in the hands of the Blood Burialist?... The people who have seen the true face of the Blood Burialist have already passed away!

Before Lin Feng could think more, the man in white still came to everyone. Moreover, at this moment, everyone subconsciously wanted to take a step back, but they were surprised to find that they had been extremely moved at some point!

The man in white had an extremely handsome face, and his flowing long hair gently floated in the air, adding a unique and cold temperament to him. If it weren't for the obvious Adam's apple on his neck and the strong murderous aura, everyone would have thought he was a kind-hearted woman!

"Are you going to kill us with your own hands?" Lin Feng subconsciously said this after learning the identity of the man in white from Old Bart's mouth.

The man in white was still carrying his hands on his back, but when he heard this, he slowly shook his head.

Seeing this, Lin Feng couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief. Just as he was about to say something grateful, the man in white suddenly spoke: "I won't kill you with my own hands, but you won't all survive."

His voice was cold and round, but without any emotion, which fell into everyone's ears and immediately made everyone's heart confused.

What does it mean to not kill with your own hands? What does it mean to not survive?

Lin Feng took a deep breath of air conditioning, suppressed the depression in his heart, and asked, "May I ask... Are you really the legendary blood burialist?"

The man in white did not refuse this time and nodded lightly: "Not bad."

"But in my impression, the whereabouts of the Blood Burialist are strange and erratic, and those who have seen him are dead, so why do you say that we will not all survive? That is to say, some of us will survive?"

Lin Feng immediately started the topic, afraid that the Blood Burialist would suddenly take action. Finally, he paused and added: "Also, listening to the sound of your song just now, I heard a sense of sadness and sentimentality... In my impression, people who have this kind of emotion retain a kindness in their hearts, which is simply the opposite of the Blood Burialist's behavior."

"I'm also a bard."

The Blood Burial spoke lightly, ignoring Lin Feng's doubts. There was still no emotion in his voice, which was completely different from the sound in the song just now: "The reason why I didn't let my children kill you is because I suddenly wanted to play a game with you, so you don't have to be grateful to me. As long as you participate in this game, the winner can safely leave here and will not be attacked along the way, but the loser will leave precious lives."

"... kids, kids?" This time, Anne couldn't help but say something.

The Blood Burialman glanced at Annie indifferently, and did not answer, but continued: "This is a cruel game, you can choose to give up, but giving up means taking the initiative to sacrifice your life."
Chapter completed!