Chapter 311: You're using him

What... are these things?

Jierte gazed at those blood disasters that perfectly fused with the beast disasters, kneeling on the ground and constantly worshipping, his heart utterly shocked.

Normally, blood disasters are extremely violent, but now even if Jierte stands quietly before them, they remain unmoved.

What's going on again?

Jierte was somewhat at a loss; regarding this situation, he only knew it was abnormal, and knew nothing else.

Forget it, let's keep going inside.

Jierte casually slaughtered those crawling blood disasters on the ground, then continued toward the depths of the blood nest.

What he didn't know was that a fresh blood seed was steadily advancing toward the sun here, and a small-sized star-devouring giant beast was also approaching to attack here.

This place is still quite complex.

The bewilderingly complex blood nest made him lose his way, but the relentlessly pursuing machines behind him wouldn't let him stop; he had to keep moving forward.

Finally, after passing through layer upon layer of the blood nest, Jierte finally reached the core region of the blood nest, successfully concealed himself, and watched as the black machinery and blood disasters tugged at each other's hair.

Tsk tsk tsk, they're really going at it.

This is also the pattern Jierte deduced after long observation: these machines, when encountering any heavenly disaster other than themselves, will prioritize attacking the heavenly disaster.

Otherwise, Jierte wouldn't have run into this enormously huge blood nest to cause trouble.

This place looks like a sub-nest, no wonder its attack power is so weak.

To the outside world, this is just a gigantic blood-colored tumor encompassing several thousand kilometers of surrounding land.

Inside, there is an extremely powerful blood disaster present; it's unknown what strange mutation might occur if the beast disaster runs over.

Hurry hurry hurry, bring more blood disasters!

This amount of yours isn't enough for those machines to beat; if others find out, they'll think your blood disasters are easy to bully.

During the long escape journey, Jierte's mental state was worrisome; the surrounding blood disasters seemed to hear his speech, constantly having insect-disaster-form blood disasters rush toward this place.

Even if those machines were strong, they couldn't withstand the relentless attacks of the blood disasters; moreover, the blood disasters possessed extremely strong corrosiveness, and soon a machine was devoured by the blood disasters, falling into malfunction.

The next moment, this malfunctioning machine suddenly moved again, a scarlet laser sword appeared, and began slashing at his former comrades.

This sight made Jierte involuntarily widen his eyes; what's going on with this blood disaster?

It can even corrode such high-precision, high-tech machinery all together! What a terrifying ability!

Jierte's back instantly broke out in goosebumps; looking at those machines constantly falling down and standing up, he instantly felt a sense of foreboding.

Oh no....

Jierte helplessly covered his face; he seemed to have done something bad.

Although it's unknown whether the blood disasters have the ability to discern this machinery's internal structure and evolve into equally powerful monsters.

But if these assimilated machines are left here, Jierte dares to guarantee that even if there's no problem, problems will arise.

At this moment, those assimilated machines seemed to have also detected Jierte; they seemed not to have forgotten their mission, and crazily rushed toward Jierte, interrupting his thoughts.

Forget it.... I don't care about your this and that; take it up with my impact lance!

Jierte fearlessly raised his lance and began fighting the mutated blood disaster before him.

I want to see Jierte.

Sorry, ma'am, none of us can go out right now.

BOSS helplessly shrugged his shoulders; to preserve his own faction's power, he had no choice but to do this.

Young aunt's eyes were dangerous; she stared fixedly at BOSS, feeling that all of this was just an excuse.

She also glanced at the spirit energy crystals covering large parts of her body, feeling desolate inside.

She remains a person unable to even restrain a chicken; if BOSS wishes, she could be killed at any time.

But she has no way; she cannot control her own body, nor can she control spirit energy.

You're using him.

After a long silence, young aunt gritted her teeth and said these words.

Using?

BOSS revealed a mocking smile, he brought his gloomy face close to young aunt's, and fearlessly stared into her eyes.

Using? Ma'am, your words are a bit hurtful.

Back when Jierte saved you, he actively cooperated with me; this in itself was a transaction.

Young aunt was at a loss for words; BOSS's words were like a sharp sword, fiercely stabbing her chest, leaving her unable to rebut.

Exactly; if it weren't for her own sake, how could Jierte have willingly become a pawn for BOSS?

Everything is because she, even if she wanted to die, couldn't die any faster, instead leaving a handle for her relatives.

Young aunt painfully closed her eyes, tightly pressed her lips, and when she opened them again, her eyes were filled with resolve.

Speak up; what do you want me to do in order for you to let Jierte go?