679 The Evil Blood Clotting Claw (2/2)

Once the thought appeared, Mo Wen was shocked. Golden light flashed in his eyes, suppressing the murderous intent.

”Such an evil profound level weapon.” Mo Wen felt shocked as he looked at the Blood-Clotting Claw on his hand. It was absolutely not a magical treasure of the right path. Most likely even on the heretic path, it was probably an item of tainted origins.

The first time he had unleashed an attack with the Blood-Clotting Claw on a living creature, it had actually consumed the life force of the targeted creature and converted it into its own energy. It could even transfer some of it into his body, replenishing his expended power and mental strength.

But a large amount of life force was absorbed by the Blood-Clotting Claw itself. It was a peculiar profound level weapon that could constantly consume life force and then evolve on its own.

”The person who manufactured the Blood-Clotting Claw was most likely not an ordinary person.”

Mo Wen knew that, in order for a profound level weapon to have such an effect, the materials used to manufacture the profound level weapon would certainly be very high grade. The higher the grade of the materials, the greater the growth potential for the magical treasure. For a profound level weapon like this that could directly absorb the life force of others and use it as nourishment to develop itself, the materials used to manufacture it would certainly be very rare.

The Blood Clotting Claw's attack power was astonishing. The Lord monstrous beast was critically injured by the claw, nearly being directly cleaved in two. Large amounts of fresh blood splattered down.

Strangely, on the wound of the monstrous beast, a mass of crimson flames was burning. The mass of crimson flames constantly burned the flesh of the monstrous beasts. Then, an astonishing scene occurred. The huge figure of the monstrous beast seemed to have been sucked dry, gradually shriveling up bit by bit.

The monstrous beast roared loudly in utmost fear. It rolled about on the ground as it attempted to extinguish the mass of crimson flames. But no matter how it tried, it could not put the fire out. Once its demonic power encountered the crimson flame, it was instantly burnt and became fuel for the crimson flame.

Mo Wen was shocked. The Blood Clotting Claw was too evil. He felt a chill down his spine.

Roar! Roar!

The other Lord monstrous beasts gradually recovered from the attack of the Cries of Hades Bell. With angry roars, they once again dashed forward.

Mo Wen's figure twisted. Windswept up and the next moment, he had disappeared from his original spot, appearing in front of the injured monstrous beast. Right now, this monstrous beast had lost its combat ability and kept rolling on the ground.

Mo Wen once again struck outwards. Ten streaks of crimson light claw marks shot out. All of them collided with the body of the monstrous beast.

Immediately, ten more claw wounds appeared on the monstrous beast's body. The wounds could not be healed. Once again, crimson flames burnt the surrounding flesh. However, the crimson flames on these wounds were not as intense. It was hard to tell if this was because the wounds had not been directly caused by the claw. After a while, they were put out by the Lord monstrous beast's demonic power.

Only on the shocking wound on its abdomen were the burning crimson flames unable to be extinguished by the Lord monstrous beast, no matter how hard it tried.

Using the nimbleness of the Glory of Wind, Mo Wen kept evading the attacks from the other nine monstrous beasts. He did not attack nor did he defend. He simply dodged them all.

But his eyes were always fixed on the injured Lord monstrous beast. As time passed, the figure of the Lord monstrous beast became more and more shriveled. Its huge figure had been the size of a small mountain but had already shrunk by two-thirds.

Finally, the beast died, becoming a dried up corpse. The crimson flames extinguished themselves. The beast's body was perfectly preserved, not damaged at the slightest. The crimson flames of the Blood-Clotting Claw seemed to only consume life force and could not consume other things.

Mo Wen could sense a change in the Blood-Clotting Claw. When the crimson flames on the Lord monstrous beast extinguished, a crimson light flashed on the Blood-Clotting Claw. Its aura seemed to be a little bit more powerful. Although it was very, very small, it was indeed an increase.

Mo Wen took a deep breath. He was already aware that the Blood-Clotting Claw was most likely an incredible heretic weapon.

This sort of heretic weapon should not be a mere profound level weapon. Maybe it had been dormant and had not absorbed life force for too long, causing the Blood-Clotting Claw to weaken over time.

Under normal circumstances, the Blood-Clotting Claw evolving into a spiritual treasure was most likely not a problem. He did not believe that the Blood-Clotting Claw's owner back then did not have the ability to evolve it into a spiritual treasure. Recalling the soul power of the shriveled corpse, Mo Wen felt that there was more to the Blood-Clotting Claw than met the eye.

The other Lord monstrous beasts were no match for Mo Wen. With the Blood-Clotting Claw and the Cries of Hades Bell, he had killed them all in less than seven minutes.

In the valley, ten dried up corpses were laid out. Without exception, all of them were shriveled up.

A crimson light flashed in Mo Wen's eyes. It remained there for a long time before gradually receding. Every time he killed a monstrous beast, he accumulated more killing intent inside his body. Although the Blood-Clotting Claw was powerful, if someone without a strong enough will were to use it, they would easily succumb to its strength and go mad.

Fortunately, Mo Wen's soul power was powerful enough and his will was extraordinary. He could firmly suppress the killing intent that the Blood-Clotting Claw transferred to him.