"Blade" Ximen's ten finger bones are as hard as steel and as sharp as a knife. They drag the skin and tendons that are no less than ten meters long and dance like a snake in the night sky. They cut off four spears and pierced the holder.
The spear was inside the body of four Pirion village warriors.
Ximen could have pierced his opponent's throat and killed them neatly.
However, Ximen deliberately avoided the fatal point and controlled the ten bone blades to penetrate into the gaps of the opponent's limb joints, cut off the tendons, and dismembered them in a leisurely manner.
This is not a battle, but a one-sided killing.
Since taking the hero drug and gaining superpowers, Simon no longer suppresses his sadism.
In his eyes, only mutants are considered humans, and ordinary people without superpowers are, at best, talking animals.
Four soldiers from Pilion Village screamed and fell down. The fear and despair in their eyes made Simon feel happy.
He didn't want to kill these crippled prey right away.
In this hot, humid and rainy season, the corpse will soon become decomposed and no longer suitable for raw food, or to use a more "civilized" term - "human flesh sashimi".
Slaughter it before eating to ensure the meat is fresh and delicious.
Other Asmat people only occasionally eat humans for nutrition or to comply with religious customs. Deep down, they do not regard their own kind as a food item with the same status as chickens, ducks, pigs and cows.
Simon is different.
He is a pure, unpretentious cannibal who eats people just because he thinks human flesh is delicious, which makes him addicted, just like common hobbies such as smoking and drinking.
Ximen doesn't understand any religious folk customs or cultural metaphors. It's just cannibalism. There is no need to be mysterious and complicated.
Withdrawing his fingers, Ximen licked the blood on his fingertips, intending to find new prey.
At this moment, a mysterious force invaded his mind, forcing him to postpone hunting the "Two-Legged Sheep" in Pilion Village, and turned to look at the trees, with anger igniting in his eyes.
"Who is there?"
"Your uncle!"
A powerful voice came from the trees.
A burly man, whose skin color and dress were different from those of the Asmat people, strode out of the bushes, holding a large shield in his right hand and a baton in his left hand.
"You are not from Pirion Village..."
Ximen looked at the strange burly young man fiercely, feeling inexplicably hostile. Before killing this boy, no other prey could arouse his interest.
"I told you it's your uncle!"
Wang Daqing was too lazy to talk to this cannibal maniac, so he used "Forced Duel" to stabilize the hatred and force him to come over for a duel.
Apart from the Asmat people, Simon had only interacted with members of the Holy Blood Knights, and he could barely understand e-text. However, the burly young man opposite spoke another language, which he could not understand at all.
The communication barrier made Ximen impatient. He raised his hand and threw out ten finger knives, whistling and stabbing his opponent's joints all over.
Wang Daqing calmly raised his shield to block.
The ten finger knives pierced the shield one after another, making a clanging sound, and were all bounced away.
There is not even a scratch on the sturdy enchanted shield.
"What's the use of all these fancy tricks!"
Wang Daqing's sneer deeply angered Ximen. He gritted his teeth and waved his arms, dragging his fingers with his flexible tendons, like ten wildly dancing whips, and threw out a shrill scream that broke through the wind.
The shield's protective area is limited, and it cannot stop the whip that comes like a storm.
Wang Daqing held a shield in his right hand to protect his vital points, and an electric baton in his left hand to assist in blocking. At the same time, he slowly retreated to test the ultimate distance of his opponent's attack.
Ximen noticed his actions, sneered, spread out a finger whip, turned suddenly, wrapped around Wang Daqing's baton, and pulled hard, trying to disarm him.
One end of the finger whip was wrapped around the baton and stretched straight, but it could not drag Wang Daqing, who was as steady as a mountain.
"It seems that your finger can only shoot up to 12 meters, and the strength attribute does not exceed 15 points." Wang Daqing shook his head, "With your little strength, how dare you play a tug-of-war game with me?"
Comrade Lao Wang has 16 points of natural strength and is equipped with 4 points of free attributes. The strength attribute of 20 points is not too high. It is not a problem to crush the skinny monkey "Blade" Ximen.
With a little effort from his left arm, Ximen was pulled forward and staggered forward.
Before he could take the initiative to withdraw his finger whip, Wang Daqing had already pressed the electric shock switch of the baton.
High-voltage current was transmitted along Ximen's fingers, causing his hair to stand on end and his whole body to feel numb.
Wang Daqing took the opportunity to step forward, held the shield in his right hand and swung forward, hitting Ximen firmly in the face with a shield blow.
Bang!
The thin Ximen was knocked away by the big shield and fell on his back in the mud puddle. His nose was collapsed and his face was covered with blood.
Wang Daqing stepped forward and planned to handcuff him.
Ximen raised his head, his eyes widened in anger, and he opened his mouth and spit out a bloody arrow!
Wang Daqing stopped in a hurry and raised his shield to block.
Most of the blood was blocked by the shield, and only a drop hit his left arm. It felt like being hit by an arrow, with burning pain.
The wound torn by the blood arrow was very shallow, and it didn't seem to be a big problem. Wang Daqing ignored the treatment for the time being, and rushed to the west gate despite the pain, swinging his stick and hitting hard.
At this moment, an incredible scene happened.
As Ximen was lying on his back, his ribs on both sides suddenly popped out of his body, four on each side, stretched and extended, and crossed into an arch, like a shield, blocking the baton from hitting him.
"Holy crap! This is okay?!"
Wang Daqing was immediately shocked.
Unexpectedly, Ximen has such a strange move. Not only his fingers, but also his ribs can pop out of his body, stretch and twist, acting as weapons and shields!
Fortunately, he has seen too many strange creatures in the game world. In comparison, Ximen's ability to manipulate bones is not particularly abnormal.
After a brief surprise, Comrade Lao Wang regained his composure and planned to press the electric shock button of the baton to conduct high-voltage current through the ribs holding the baton.
A sudden burst of angina pectoris interrupted his movements.
Ximen took the opportunity to turn over and jump up. The ten fingers of his hands and eight ribs were ejected at the same time, launching a fierce counterattack.
Wang Daqing struggled to block, but the increasingly intense heart palpitations and chest pain made it difficult for him to breathe and unable to concentrate on the battle, and he was quickly breached the defense line.
Ximen's finger knives and bone blades cut more than a dozen wounds on his body. Except for the vital parts of his chest and abdomen protected by the ectoplasmic explosion-proof suit, other parts of his body were soaked in blood.
"How does it feel to have heartache?" Ximen smiled ferociously and swung his whip, wrapping it around Wang Daqing's ankles and tripping him down. "When you are hit by the 'blood arrow', you are already on the verge of death."
With the help of the simultaneous interpretation function of the astrolabe, Wang Daqing learned the truth about his sudden illness from Ximen's ridicule.
"The arrow of blood... No wonder I feel uncomfortable all over. It turns out that I fell into your kid's plot."
Wang Daqing stood up and applied a "Holy Treatment" on himself. The wound healed quickly and his complexion returned to normal.
