Xia Yu had a dream, a bizarre dream.

In the dream, he turned into a stone statue and stood in the wilderness. I don’t know how many years have passed, a group of savages appeared around him. They looked at him in surprise, prayed to him, and built an ancient village around him...

It was not until halfway through this dream that he suddenly realized that he had seen this dream in an illusion. This was what the shadow in the stone had experienced in the past, but the illusion he saw was from the perspective of the bystander, and in the dream, his perspective became the perspective of the stone statue, watching the ancient believers danced around it and prayed, and sacrificed to him with blood and death, but Xia Yu's heart was not fluctuating.

This may be how the shadow in the stone felt for the first few thousand years, a stone statue without any sense of autonomy.

However, as the picture continued to change, Xia Yu felt an emotion, which was not obvious, but it was undoubtedly there. When he saw his believers establishing a city-state and a magnificent temple, Xia Yu felt an emotion called joy. When he saw the believers being massacred and when he saw the temple burning, Xia Yu felt anger. Most of the surroundings were sunk into darkness, and the statue was locked in a dark cave, Xia Yu felt a loneliness again.

This emotion became clearer and clearer. Finally, when seeing a human face, Xia Yu felt a clarity called hope, and that face was his own face.

Xia Yu suddenly walked over from his sleep.

As soon as he opened his eyes, he saw a dark statue standing in front of him. The torches in the cave had burned out and were extinguished. The surrounding area was pitch black.

He glanced at the human figure with some pity. In the dream just now, he witnessed the long and short life of the shadow in the stone. It was because the shadow in the stone existed many years ago, an ancient god.

His life was short because it was not until the moment it crawled out of the stone that it could finally be called a life, an individual with self-consciousness.

Unfortunately, this guy was born too badly, who made you threaten me?

Xia Yu looked at the human-shaped crystal in front of him and thought with emotion.

After checking his body, there was nothing serious. Xia Yu felt relieved. It seemed that he had won in the end. The shadow in the stone was killed by himself. Although this guy had no divine power because he had been forgotten for many years, and he had just had consciousness, he could barely be considered a god. He was a god-killer.

He became a little scared, but fortunately, he finally became wise and gave him a mouthful. The shadow in the stone was still very unwise, otherwise he would have died.

If I die, there will be a prodigal son who will be left, I am afraid that no matter what I say, I will not be able to defeat the judge and the leader, and then I will lose.

By the way, if I sucked so much blood in this guy, will there be any evolution?

He tried to circulate the blood energy in his body, but there seemed to be no change. Another transformation came, but there was still no change.

No additional skills or improved attributes were obtained.

Xia Yu couldn't help but feel a little disappointed and thought he could have the ultimate super evolution.

When he walked out of the mine and came outside, Xia Yu found that it was already bright.

It seems that I have been sleeping all night and I don’t know how the prodigal son is doing.

As he walked along the path in the forest, he suddenly felt something was wrong. The blood energy in his body did not stagnate due to the sunlight, and was still as active as in a cave. At first, he thought it was his own illusion, but after testing the ability of the blood clan, Xia Yu immediately found that it was not the case.

Blood Claw Blade!

The hands immediately became thicker and the nails turned into sharp blades.

The Bat Winged Demon transforms!

A pair of bat wings grew out in an instant.

Summon the vampire bat!

A dozen vampire bats were summoned out and flew around him.

Xia Yu was both surprised and happy. It seemed that it was still beneficial to absorb the blood of the shadow in the stone, but the direction of the reinforcement was a bit strange, and it was strengthened to be able to transform during the day.

This is a bit awesome.

But when I thought about it, I felt a little useless. The final battle must have happened on the night of Blood Moon. It is really not very important to be able to use skills during the day.

But at least it can be more convenient.

Xia Yu thought of turning into a bat and flew towards the direction of the wooden house.

Flying in the sky during the day is another experience. Soaring in the blue sky and looking at everything underneath, Xia Yu felt particularly comfortable. This feeling of flying freely in the sky is really a rare experience.

Suddenly, a black dot on the ground caught his attention. It was the prodigal son. Xia Yu slowly lowered the height and was about to land and say hello to the prodigal son, but suddenly he found something was wrong. What was the prodigal son doing?

I saw the prodigal son walking carefully on the mountain road with a basket, walking into a ravine deep in the valley, and coming behind a big tree. In front of him was a cliff and stone wall, and a huge rock was piled under the stone wall.

The prodigal son put down the basket, observed the surroundings, and confirmed that there was no one around. Then he grabbed the edge of the rock, pushed it hard, slowly pushed the huge rock away, revealing a sarcophagus.

Xia Yu looked straight and thought to himself, "Damn, is this guy so hard?" I knew that this guy had something wrong with this guy. He said before that he was only equivalent to a human boy now."

Sure enough, there is strength hidden, but what is hidden in this coffin?

The prodigal son put a basket of food into the coffin and looked inside. It seemed that he was inspecting something, so he quickly closed the sarcophagus and then covered the huge rock again.

Turn around and whistle and leave.

When the prodigal son walked far away, Xia Yu slowly landed from the air and turned back into a human form. He went up to move the huge rock. It was a bit difficult to move this thing with his power. It was not difficult to see that the prodigal son's power was not much worse than his.

Pushing away the sarcophagus gently, a pale-faced boy appeared in front of him, a prodigal son!

His eyes were closed, his breathing was even, and he seemed to be sleeping, with the blanket of food placed beside him.

Xia Yu's heart sank. The one in front of him should be the real prodigal son. So what happened to the prodigal son before?

Xia Yu closed the sarcophagus quietly, flew to a place more than a thousand meters away from the wooden house, landed, and then walked towards the direction of the wooden house.

When he came to the wooden house, he found that the prodigal son was muttering about a corpse. The corpse was one of the soldiers he had killed before, and was actually brought here by the prodigal son.

With the spell of the prodigal son, the corpse gradually moved, and a faint blue light appeared in his eyes, which was transformed into a zombie.

"Not bad, go stand with the others." The prodigal son gave the order, and the zombie immediately stood up and walked into the dilapidated wooden house.

"You are quite diligent in prodigal son. You started to create zombies early in the morning."

Xia Yu suddenly said, and the voice obviously scared the prodigal son, "Haha, how can you not be hard-working? The final battle is about to come. The judge doesn't know how strong the judge is, how good the effect of the Blood Moon is, and it's always good to prepare more cannon fodder."

The prodigal son said, glanced at Xia Yu and frowned, "Hey, Traveler, what happened to you in the past two days? Why do I think you seem a little different?"

Xia Yu also smiled slightly, "Haha, of course it's different. I have been learning and mastering the abilities of the blood clan in the past two days, and now I have fully mastered the power of the blood clan."

Xia Yu said, pricking his ears. He hadn't noticed before that the prodigal son in front of him had no heartbeat. Not only did he have no heartbeat, but he didn't even breathe. Although he had breathing movements, no air was exhaled from his mouth and inhaled in.

Is this guy a zombie? Or something like that, it's not a living person anyway.

So that's it. He now fully understood what was going on.

The prodigal son in front of him should be a corpse puppet created by the prodigal son, used to replace it to do things. Just like Avatar, it can be controlled remotely, while his body is safely hiding in the coffin and sleeping.

I just don’t know how he did it. Could it be that the Necromancer would also have plastic surgery on the corpse? It looks exactly the same as the real person.

As for why the prodigal son did this, Xia Yu also thought that it was probably to win the MVP. After all, although there can be three winners, there can only be one MVP. In order to get the greatest profit, the best way is to kill the companions at the last moment and get all the points.

Maybe when the winner is decided at the last moment, the prodigal son will attack him.
Chapter completed!