Chapter 580 Noisy (4)
One of the most childish thoughts in people is that they refuse to admit that they are unlucky and always want to turn bad things into good things.
This kind of thinking tendency will cause people to subconsciously distort the probability of success in certain things.
It's a pity that man is destined to conquer nature. In the end, it is idealism. If you cut the fruit, it will cut into bombs. If you insist on just quenching it, you are destined to deceive yourself.
"Can I ask, old man, what means are you going to use to suppress the curse?"
After finishing his emotion, Fu Qian looked at Camus and asked sincerely.
"How can you be so naive that you think I will answer your question?"
The collapse of Camus's body continued, and it was obvious that the speed was much faster than before.
But he didn't care at all, dragging his deformed body forward as he spoke.
"Of course, it doesn't matter if I answer you, because that's not a method that a simple-minded person like you can use."
The next moment he passed through the crowd, the spirit body in a special way overlapped with the young man who jumped on the table first, and the last trace of it was restrained.
The final harvest is also quite good, and there are currently two abilities that can be confirmed.
Time seemed to have stopped flowing, all the enthusiasm was extinguished, and the crowd fell asleep almost instantly.
The next moment, his newly reshaped body slowly became illusory.
The body of the young demigod in front of him seemed to have lost all his bones in an instant. It was actually folded in half around the waist like paper.
In fact, if he didn't deliberately make more observations, this person wouldn't even have the chance to activate the curse.
"And the highest realm of wisdom, people like you with a bad appetite will never understand it."
"It's wrong to judge people by their appearance."
The bearded man was obviously a little surprised and turned his head to look around.
The only pity is that clothes, as ordinary items, were not only torn during the transformation, but were also completely unable to withstand this change and were completely destroyed.
Fu Qian is now completely naked.
The next moment, the huge mouth closed suddenly and swallowed his translucent spirit body in one gulp.
"Although I look like a physics major, we are actually men who use cognition as our strength and fight with our minds."
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The swallowed Camus spirit body has completely dissipated in unwillingness, and this short life of 175 years has come to an end.
A feeling of extreme danger came, but before Camus could make any reaction, the bent body had already formed the upper and lower jaws of a huge mouth.
This is the second ability he acquired. It parasitizes the target's body in a special way and extremely covertly.
In fact, in the situation just now, this old man obviously made the mistake of optimism and aggressiveness, and tended to believe that the curse of the divine blood and his own abilities would make him lose the power to resist.
The next moment he snorted and said to Camus's remains on the ground.
He snapped his fingers before speaking.
And not long after he had done all this, a dark curtain enveloped the cafe, seeming to separate it from the real world.
Because his body was now completely reduced to a pile of rotten flesh on the ground, and it was impossible to even speak.
After swallowing Camus with a huge mouth, the shape continued to shrink until it turned into a real mouth.
"How is this going?"
His companion, an old lady covered in a thick black burqa, said in a hoarse voice.
At the same time, the layers of rich flesh and blood on the back of the opponent's body squirmed and tore apart, rapidly expanding.
Before paying, he lowered his head and looked at himself.
Later, Mr. Camus' explanation made Fu Qian quickly decide to use insight to solve the problem.
For the first time, both of them focused on the strange mass of flesh and blood on the ground.
However, the moment the spirit body's fingertips touched Fu Qian's chest, Camus suddenly froze and felt something was wrong.
Before paying, he nodded thoughtfully, seemingly untouched.
"You mean there has been a conflict here? But we haven't arrived yet?"
This is a very special feeling. It does not mean simply abandoning the body, but embracing it in another form.
One of the guys with a thick beard immediately frowned and said to his companions.
At the same time, the flesh and blood growing from the back also stretched rapidly, and the new head and limbs extended outward at the same time, quickly returning to their previous appearance.
One is the incarnated spirit body at this moment, and the other one - Fu Qian raised his head and glanced at the carnival crowd.
On the opponent's chest, there were actually sharp spikes growing out, which penetrated directly through the clothes and came forward.
The next moment, the door that Camus had never touched opened slowly, and two figures walked in one after the other.
It's really not bad, now it's our method.
"It seems to be a curse, be careful not to touch it easily."
Even as the illusion spread throughout his body, the rings and equipment he carried with him and stuffed into his flesh and blood just now were actually accommodated in the same form.
But on the remains of the body, a translucent spirit body that was exactly the same as his original appearance had already approached Fu Qian and raised his right hand towards him.
At the same time, Fu Qian found something extra deep in his consciousness.
Although it has not been completely eliminated, the speed of spread has undoubtedly been greatly reduced.
It seems that this is the method Mr. Camus is planning to use.
And as the transformation was completely completed, the extremely high-smelling curse that was entangled in him almost stopped abruptly.
The body abandoned by Camus, ravaged by the curse of the divine blood, was now completely inhuman form, full of the flavor of chaos and depravity.
There is no doubt that these people are already going crazy at this moment. There was such a big movement here just now, but no one even glanced at it.
So is this what it should be?
After all, he is a demigod. How could the curse spread so quickly?
Just as the shocking thought arose, an even more horrifying picture appeared in Camus's field of vision.
“Very good, but it’s a pity that there is no reward!”
It was obvious that this guy was racing against time to get the stimulus, and he was constantly reminded that his consciousness was being affected.
Camus' laughter at this time sounded directly in Fu Qian's mind.
"Their crazy performance just now does look like Camus's actions, but it seems that we are still a step too late."
But as a demigod armed to the teeth, even if he is cursed, there are still many ways to deal with this old man.
This is the ability that Camus demonstrated just now, and now he has gained it because of his "insight".
"I understand, it's not a universal method, but it depends on your own ability, right?"
"Camus is a very cunning guy and should not take things for granted."
The old lady continued in a hoarse voice.
"Bring everything back, including these people."
"Regardless of whether the person who appeared here before was really Camus, it is clear that there is no problem with the intelligence, and there is danger brewing in Dunes."
This chapter has been completed!