“这血池……！”
没过多久，就有一位龙宫成员来到了血池之外，正是坐于一只肌肉巨兔身上的龙宫专属炼丹师紫凌儿。
她的巨兔因常年试药，对于气息非常敏感，刚刚降临苍莽山脉，就寻得此地。
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这血池……！Purple Butterfly''s eyes widened in shock as she took in the scene before her. The blood pool, which had been a seemingly insignificant dot on the map, was now staring back at her like a malevolent entity. She could feel its dark energy coursing through her veins, making her skin prickle with unease.
As a member of the Dragon Palace, Purple Butterfly was no stranger to the arcane arts. She had spent years studying the ancient tomes and practicing the intricate techniques of炼丹, but nothing had prepared her for this. The blood pool seemed to be... watching her, its presence suffocating her like a physical weight.
Without hesitation, Purple Butterfly summoned her trusty巨兔，Giant Rabbit, to stand guard beside her. Her companion''s powerful legs coiled around the air, ready to unleash its full fury upon any potential threats. The air around them seemed to vibrate with anticipation as Purple Butterfly took another step forward, her eyes locked on the blood pool.
"Welcome, young one," a voice echoed from behind her, sending shivers down her spine.
Purple Butterfly spun around, her hand instinctively reaching for the dagger at her belt. A figure emerged from the trees, cloaked in shadows that seemed to writhe and twist like living darkness.
"You shouldn''t be here," Purple Butterfly warned, her voice firm but laced with caution.
The figure chuckled, the sound sending ripples through the air like a cold breeze on a winter''s night. "Oh, I think I should be," it said, its eyes glinting with malevolent intent.
Purple Butterfly drew her dagger, its blade shimmering with an otherworldly light as she sized up the newcomer. There was something unsettling about this person ? something that didn''t quite add up.
"You''re not from around here, are you?" Purple Butterfly asked, her tone measured.
The figure shook its head, its features shifting like sand dunes in the wind. "No," it admitted, "I am not."
Purple Butterfly''s gaze narrowed as she searched for any clue about this person''s identity or motives. The air was thick with tension, heavy with unspoken threats and hidden agendas.
Suddenly, a faint humming noise emerged from the blood pool, growing louder by the second. Purple Butterfly felt her skin crawl as the sound began to take on a rhythmic quality ? like a pulse, beating in time with some ancient, forgotten heartbeat.
"Is this thing alive?" she asked, her voice barely above a whisper.
The figure chuckled again, its eyes glinting with mirth. "It''s more than that," it said, its voice dripping with an unnatural reverence. "It''s the source of all life and death ? and I have come to claim it for myself."
Purple Butterfly felt a cold dread creeping up her spine as she gazed at the blood pool. This was no ordinary creature, and whatever magic lay within it seemed to be calling to something deep within her own soul.
The humming noise reached a fever pitch, then suddenly ceased, plunging the clearing into an oppressive silence. Purple Butterfly took a deep breath, steeling herself for what was to come.
"I won''t let you have it," she declared, her voice steady and unwavering.
The figure''s smile grew wider, its eyes flashing with excitement. "Oh, but I think you will," it said, its voice dripping with malice.
With a sudden movement, the figure reached out a hand ? and Purple Butterfly felt herself being pulled toward the blood pool, as if by some unseen force. She tried to resist, but it was too late.
As she stepped into the blood pool''s depths, Purple Butterfly realized that her journey was far from over. The fate of this strange creature, and the secrets it held, were now hers to unravel ? no matter the cost.