Chapter 750: Chapter 211 Savior Xu Shu (Part 2): The Birth of the Father (Request for Monthly Votes)_3
Xu Shu’s brief after-swing of the Iron Mountain Lean was caught, and there was no way to avoid it, but he was prepared and his body burst into a dazzling golden light—Jingwei Filling the Sea!
With a booming sound, blade and man collided, causing a violent explosion on the rooftop.
Indeed, Rashaim was formidable, delivering a full force slash that forcibly shattered Xu Shu’s "Filling the Sea" state, indicating the terrifying power of this strike. Normally, taking this blow might have been fatal.
However, an enhanced Xu Shu still had some reserve strength. Taking advantage of the few steps Rashaim was knocked back after the explosion, he immediately pursued the nearby Yin Wood Flower Path and faced it with another Iron Mountain Lean.
With a thud, that thick leg also fell, causing the blood vessels on the ground to rupture, leading to another cry of an infant from the altar.
Rashaim pursued again, and as he chopped down another slash, Xu Shu once more transformed, this time into a "Liquid Man" state, splitting into two halves.
One half to the left, the other to the right.
Rashaim, without overthinking, chased the right side where the blood went.
After dozens of meters, the blood in front of him suddenly disappeared.
The water on the left side splashed, Xu Shu appeared, and with another Iron Mountain Lean, he shattered another thick leg.
Rashaim’s gaze intensified as he continued his pursuit of Xu Shu.
Xu Shu chuckled, dodging again using the same method.
He fled, and Rashaim pursued, the thumping Iron Mountain Leans playing out everywhere on the rooftop.
In no time, over a dozen ’Divine Favored’ were eliminated, and the cries of a baby were incessant at the altar.
"Ah ah ah! You little insect will regret this!"
Rashaim’s eyes were practically splitting with anger.
He could see Xu Shu’s intent but seemed unable to stop him. Xu Shu was determined to hit and run, refusing to confront him head-on. His only target was those nutrient-like Yin Wood Flower Paths.
Amidst the crashing sounds, Rashaim no longer pursued.
He stopped in his tracks, quietly watching as Xu Shu continued to dash recklessly.
Suddenly, Xu Shu felt a sense of unease. Just as he wondered what was happening, he felt dizzy and found himself unexpectedly next to the altar!
He appeared in the clearing of the dense forest, away from the rows of soft, white long legs, no longer able to wreak havoc on them.
"Hmm?"
Seeing the situation turning unfavorable, Xu Shu hastily dashed to the side, attempting to return to the forest to guerrilla fight.
However, in the next moment, he, at the edge of the clearing, collided with an air wall with a thud.
—It was the "gambling agreement"!
Rashaim seized the opportunity and once again activated his Abyss talent, trapping Xu Shu in the forest clearing!
While Xu Shu was extremely surprised, he was also somewhat dubious.
If the Divine Chosen had such Divine Skills, why didn’t he use them earlier?
If he had trapped me earlier and we had to fight outright, I definitely couldn’t have matched him. Wouldn’t I just be a lamb waiting for slaughter?
Xu Shu transformed into a shadow, keeping a vigilant eye on Rashaim.
However, Rashaim did not approach. He stood about fifty meters away from Xu Shu, sneering sinisterly, "You little insect, you are indeed interesting, but this is where it ends. With your power, you cannot break my Drawing a Prison.
"Praise my lord, you will be fortunate to witness the birth of Divine Son Paimon, and you will be honored to be His first blood meal!"
Having said that, Rashaim sat down on the spot, closed his eyes, and began muttering to himself.
In the dense forest, the remaining dozens of blood vessels continued their duties, endlessly supplying blood.
"Paimon?"
"Indeed, the Paimon that Edric spoke of, is it the Evil God they want to summon?"
Seeing this scene, Xu Shu was full of doubts and suddenly had another speculation—the ability of "Drawing a Prison" could trap him, but the cost was that Rashaim himself could not approach and would also be excluded.
From Rashaim’s behavior, this speculation was almost confirmed.
But now, what to do?
Unable to continue destroying those Yin Wood Flower Paths, the ritual was still ongoing.
"Why don’t you die again?"
Xu Shu turned around, using Iron Mountain Lean against the goddess of his childhood, Hu Xinrui.
Hu Xinrui was not shattered by the impact, her figure merely swayed slightly, as if brushed by the wind, the damage negligible.
Xu Shu did not give up, continuously using Iron Mountain Lean.
Lean!
Lean!
Lean!
Thud, thud, thud—shaking noises resounded continuously.
Sadly, it seemed that Hu Xinrui, the container for the Evil God, was protected by some force. Xu Shu could recklessly hammer at her, violate her, but couldn’t break her physical body and thus couldn’t stop the sacrifice ritual.
Xu Shu’s thoughts flashed rapidly, and he suddenly realized he really had no way out.
This time, he was trapped in the clearing, but instead, he couldn’t stop the ritual from continuing.
The blood vessels in the clearing weren’t visible—connected to the altar by some unfathomable method. It was eerily strange, and he couldn’t attack it.
Rashaim glanced at Xu Shu, sneered, and said, "It’s useless, little worm, just obediently become the Divine Son’s blood food."
Suddenly, a baby’s cry sounded in the air again.
A sign of pain appeared on Hu Xinrui’s stagnant face.
The baby’s cry, emerging from the swell of her belly, grew louder and louder, seemingly about to arrive!
Damn it!
Xu Shu got up and looked around, but besides Hu Xinrui, who was having a "difficult labor," there was only a blood-jade-like altar—also incredibly sturdy, impossible to destroy.
He attempted surprise attacks in every corner of the clearing but found no gaps, solid as iron.
Indeed, there was no way out.
What should he do?
His gaze moved from the seamless walls to the tightly knitted grove of trees surrounding him, searching every corner for a possible escape.
"Human, struggle no more, for you shall witness Lord Paimon’s birth here and become His first nourishment!"
Rashaim laughed heartily.
The bewildered look on Xu Shu’s face sincerely delighted him from the bottom of his heart.
Weak humans should display this helpless, desperate, ugly demeanor to please oneself!
He kneeled devoutly on the ground, prostrating continuously, uttering joyful prayers:
"Descend, descend! The noble emperor of knowledge, the mentor of all secret techniques, Angel King Solomon! Paimon!"
Wow!
With the prayers, the baby’s virtual cries became clearer, the ceremonial buzzing constantly resounded in the air, causing ringing in the ears.
But at that moment, Rashaim’s laughter gradually ceased.
He saw Xu Shu walking a large circle within ’Drawing a Prison,’ explored every edge and corner, and finally arrived in the middle of the Bone Blood Flower at the altar, in front of the highly swollen Hu Xinrui.
Xu Shu looked left and right, stood looking, squatted looking, pulled up to see, pried open to see.
He scrutinized carefully for a long time, eventually quirked his lips thoughtfully, showing a slight smile, murmured to himself, "Ah, who would have thought, after all this, the one dying with me would actually be you, you foolish woman!
"Is this the punishment for being blind all those years ago, shamelessly being your lapdog for eighteen years? Do lapdogs truly die a wretched death?"
Huh?
Rashaim opened his eyes.
What?
What did he say?
What about Heavenly Dog dying a wretched death?
...What is he doing?
A sudden apprehension struck Rashaim’s heart.
For some reason, he felt that the human before him laughed eerily—an ominously chilling laughter!
The next second, Xu Shu quite seriously said to him, "Hey, tell me, if I were to become your Saintess’s husband, what would you call me after your progenitor is born? Will he listen to me?"
As he spoke, Xu Shu picked up Hu Xinrui from the ground, embracing her closely in his arms, and kissed her.
Then, he untied Hu Xinrui’s skirt and loosened his belt.
Rashaim’s smile on his face instantly froze.
"What are you doing..."
"What are you doing?"
"What are you doing!"
Rashaim watched Xu Shu in disbelief, emitting a piercing scream!
With a mischievous flick of his tongue, Xu Shu replied, "Nothing much, just wanted to try, since I’m going to die anyway. Recognizing a Divine Son as a son before dying seems not too bad."
No sooner had his words fallen than he grabbed Hu Xinrui and had relations with her instantly, moving together toward a grand harmony of life on this blood-drenched altar!