Chen Ye placed the extracted eyeball together with his machete.
The blood-red scabbard sprouted many long, thread-like blood vessels that frantically stretched toward the eyeball, all under the watchful gaze of Chen Ye's Blood Eye.
The blood vessels directly enveloped the eyeball and pulled it into the blood-red scabbard.
The blood-red scabbard actually opened a small, even sowhat cute, mouth full of sharp teeth and swallowed Chen Ye's eyeball in one gulp.
Since the eyeball was too large, swallowing it was a bit difficult.
But it was finally swallowed in the end.
Like a person, it chewed the eyeball with satisfaction.
Not a single drop of blood flowed out.
It was just in that instant that Chen Ye felt as if the machete before him had established so kind of connection with him.
This feeling was quite marvelous.
Looking closely at the position of the scabbard, a dark pattern of an eye had appeared on it.
When Chen Ye's gaze t this dark eye pattern, the pupil of the patterned eye actually turned to look back, locking eyes with Chen Ye's Blood Eye.
At this mont, Chen Ye felt as if this blade was another organ of his own.
Chen Ye checked Hatred's information.
He was surprised to discover that Hatred's serial number had already changed.
[Hatred Machete: 「Serial Number: 2000」]
The serial number had only risen by one place?
Although he knew that the closer the serial number was to the front, the harder it was to improve.
Especially within the top two thousand serial numbers, advancing each rank by one place was already an imnsely difficult feat.
But he had sacrificed a right eye.
Chen Ye saw the very distinctive Hatred's Words.
[Hatred's Words: Respected wielder, thank you for your generosity, granting greater spirituality and power. Serial number 2000 will not be my end;
my serial number will continue to rise. Please look forward to my performance!]
[And that bastard sword! Hahaha... This master has finally arrived at the position that rightfully belongs to . Just you wait to eat my dust! Hahahaha...]
This arrogant tone was like a villain who had gotten lucky after a small success.
The serial number ranking would continue to rise.
This did reduce Chen Ye's regret sowhat.
His right eye was just the price paid, not so miraculous elixir that could make Hatred soar to the heavens.
Upon further inspection, Hatred's abilities had also changed.
[Ability ②: The willow branches are like your arms, capable of launching more precise attacks, with a maximum extension of seventy ters. 「Upgrade Effect: Doubled under the blood moon.」]
Previously, this Ability 2 stated that the willow branches were like animated tentacles, but now it had changed to being like your arms.
The maximum extension distance had also increased from fifty ters to seventy ters.
If doubled under the blood moon, that would be one hundred and forty ters.
In certain special environnts, this could still play a significant role.
Trading an eye about to lose its vision for the machete to advance by one rank was clearly a losing deal.
In Chen Ye's view, by Sequence 3, the right eye would definitely go blind.
Perhaps even before reaching Sequence 3, just by improving strength within the range of Sequence 2, the process of the right eye going blind would accelerate.
Trading an eye destined for blindness for a Wonder ranked 1997 was considered quite worthwhile.
From now on, Hatred would beco the Wonder with the highest serial number ranking in his possession.
If he encountered those Fog Slaves again, it should be able to play a major role, right?
...
"Red Fla, swift! Dragon Soul rends the sky!"
The Pink-haired Girl brandished her longsword, chanting incantations under her breath. With each phrase uttered, the longsword in her hand pulsed with a heartbeat-like effect corresponding to the chant.
Simultaneously, it erupted with an extrely high temperature, pushing away all the surrounding mist.
The charging Fog Slaves all halted their steps in unison.
The girl's pink hair lifted without any wind, her exquisite features resembling a goddess.
The rebelliousness on her face had long since vanished without a trace.
The expression on her face held only solemnity and indifference.
The wounds on her face and the tattered clothes on her body did not seem the least bit unsightly at this mont.
The twisted, bizarre figures surrounding her, who had just been preparing to drag the girl deep into the thick mist, now hesitated with fear.
"Burn the Evil!"
"Ashes to the Eight Wastes!"
The girl uttered the final few words.
The longsword struggled, and a dragon's roar rang out, transforming into a Fire Dragon that charged furiously toward those Fog Slaves.
If Chen Ye and Chu Che were present at this mont and saw this Fire Dragon, they would surely be stunned speechless.
This Fire Dragon was much larger than the one at the Second Elentary School before.
Its imposing presence also seed far more terrifying!
Any Fog Slave that ca into contact with the Fire Dragon vanished without a trace in an instant.
A large vacuum zone was cleared directly around them.
Even Ding Dong, who had been holding on with sheer willpower, felt the pressure lighten at this mont as she watched the Fire Dragon circling around the girl.
Her knees went weak, and she directly knelt on the ground.
Throughout this journey, if it weren't for Xixi's protection, she would have died long ago.
A few days ago.
Xixi seed to have beco even more powerful.
Even when dealing with these unkillable Fog Slaves, she was no longer as disheveled as before.
It's just... that sword seems to be a natural-born Wonder.
It's really a bit enviable!
But it was only envy. This usually indifferent and plain-looking girl's eyes held no greed.
Even the envy lasted only for a mont.
...
Ding Dong was nearly killed, having almost lost half her life when Chen Ye hit her with the vehicle.
After Wu Jianshan's death, Ding Dong instantly realized she had fallen for Wu Jianshan's sche.
Regarding her attack on Chen Ye, Ding Dong felt deeply ashad.
She planned to sincerely apologize to him properly when she saw Chen Ye in the future.
When the two of them had just escaped to the school gate.
Ding Dong, who had already regained consciousness, struggled, wanting to go back and drive out that panel van.
At that ti, Chen Ye had already driven the car so distance away.
The entire school could be described as a scene of demons dancing wildly.
Fortunately, Sun Xixi only hesitated slightly before agreeing to accompany Ding Dong back.
Sun Xixi also understood that there were many convoy supplies in that vehicle, and losing them would be a real sha.
Moreover, there were also the words Squad Leader Chu had said to her a few days ago...
At that ti, Ding Dong's condition was very poor;
being hit by Chen Ye had almost cost her half her life.
When she forced herself to return to the school with Sun Xixi to drive out that vehicle.
Ding Dong encountered a tall Anomaly holding a rusty kitchen knife.
With one slash, it severed Ding Dong's right arm.
If Sun Xixi hadn't arrived in ti, Ding Dong would have died long ago.
Fortunately, although the Fist Master Sequence didn't possess the tenacious vitality of the Titan Sequence, it was still considerably more robust than the vitality of sequences like Chen Ye and Chu Che.
She forced herself to drive this vehicle out.
Recalling the indescribable Anomalies encountered along this journey was enough to send chills down one's spine.
If it weren't for Xixi, she would have died long ago.
A fist master who loses her right arm loses the majority of her combat power.
The Fist Master Sequence is not the Titan Sequence;
a severed arm is gone for good, it won't grow back.
But everything was worth it.
At least the supplies were preserved.
At least, that's what Ding Dong herself thought.
And now, this panel van happened to beco Ding Dong's sole support point.
Making her feel she wasn't completely useless.
...
After the Pink-haired Girl's sword strike, the surrounding Fog Slaves dissipated one after another.
The Fog Slaves vanished into the mist.
The three minutes were up.
Both the Pink-haired Girl and Ding Dong let out a sigh of relief.
Even Xiao Yu, who had been hiding in the car the whole ti, slumped weakly into the seat.
"Ding Dong, are you okay?"
The Pink-haired Girl hurried over to help Ding Dong up.
Being able to hold on until now, relying only on a not-so-dexterous left arm, was already quite remarkable.
"I... I'm fine!"
Ding Dong cald her emotions slightly before speaking seriously, "Xixi, your sword should be a natural-born Wonder, right?"
Sun Xixi felt a bit awkward, her small face showing so embarrassnt, "Ding Dong, I didn't an to hide it from you on purpose."
"It's fine even if you did hide it on purpose. It's just, don't tell anyone about this from now on. Even Chen Ye, it's best you don't tell him!"
"Of course I know, Ding Dong. He asked before, and I didn't say anything."
"Although I don't have a Wonder, I also know the significance of Wonders for Superhumans. A single house can turn fathers, sons, and brothers into mortal enemies, let alone a natural-born Wonder!"
The girl nodded, her gaze falling on the longsword in her hand.
Back then, she just wanted to take a weapon for self-defense. She never expected that this longsword taken from her grandfather's collection would turn out to be a natural-born Wonder.
This really surprised the girl.
According to what Squad Leader Chu said, natural-born Wonders are extrely rare, and each one has the potential to beco a Wonder ranked within the top ten serial numbers.
Sun Xixi didn't expect the longsword in her hand to beco a Wonder like the Sky Whale.
Just being within the top one hundred would be good.
Not long ago, the Fire Dragon Sword seed to have undergone another transformation.
Its serial number ranking changed;
its current serial number ranking is 2000.
Exactly two thousand!
In such a short ti, the speed was too fast.
The Fire Dragon Sword, ranked 2000, when encountering those Fog Slaves again just now.
Although it couldn't completely overpower those Rule Anomalies, it at least greatly reduced the pressure on her.
Huh!
Wait!
Why did the Fire Dragon Sword's serial number beco 2001?
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