"Boom!" The sky was filled with smoke and dust, and large areas of ruins collapsed. Several figures rolled down, and Artest was among them.
He was covered in bruises and almost unconscious. He held Onion with both arms and let the other party roar and beat him without letting go.
The hands continued to expand in Gordon's field of vision, and an invisible sandstorm rushed over.
Gordon took a deep breath.
The steel wire was wrapped tightly around the animal pillar, and he grabbed the other end and threw it out vigorously. He raised a stunning arc in mid-air and rushed towards Artest.
Cannon fodder is still useful, he told himself, this is just a long-term investment.
The two sides clashed in the air, and Gordon grabbed Artest's arm. The huge momentum caused severe pain in his finger bones. Onion swung his claws and hit Gordon's forearm. His fingers trembled, and Artest's arm slipped out.
"Bang bang bang!" Gordon twisted his waist, turned over, kicked out his legs in succession, and moved at full speed.
Rabbit kick! The legs are as fast as a phantom, as fast as a wheel. Every kick hits Onion Tou, causing him and Artest to flip upside down and roar again and again.
More than a dozen shurikens flew out of the cloak, whirled past Artest's cheeks, and were inserted into Onion's face one by one. Onion's face wailed in pain, with a shuriken embedded in each eye, and blood overflowed from the eye sockets.
Artest and Onion Tou fell down again. Gordon's momentum was exhausted, and the steel wire swung him backwards, and the distance between the two sides was getting farther.
With a "crash", the cloak was thrown out from Gordon's body, like a dark cloud surrounding Artest and the two of them, and they were thrown back. The wire swung back, and the two sides came into contact again. Gordon quickly grabbed Artest's pigtails and used his strength.
He rushed to the five fingers and clenched them tightly. At the same time, he stretched his legs and hooked the falling cloak with the toes of his boots.
Onion Tou was blind and just yelled randomly. "Bang!" The three of them leaned against the beast pillar and were all shocked. Gao Deng raised the toe of his boots, his cloak flew up, and a string of caltrops slipped out of the inner pocket.
Gordon swung his leg, whipped horizontally, and swept it on the caltrops. "Pah!" The sharp and prickly caltrops shot out and fell into Onion's roaring mouth. "Kaka!" Onion covered his throat in pain.
, slowly paralyzed to death.
At this time, the cloak just fell on Gordon. He clamped the animal pillar between his legs, freed one hand to draw out the dagger, and cut two pieces of meat on Onion's back to separate him from Artest. Onion fell down.
, Gordon retracted the wire, packed Artest up with his cloak, carried it behind his back, and continued to slide down quickly.
At the same time, the abdomen of the altar was torn apart, and bone fragments and several young men fell like ripe fruits. The seams cracked along the connection between the altar and the beast pillars, radiating all the way down, and the eight beast pillars shook violently.
Bone powder was splattered, and the beast pillar was trembling and might collapse at any time. Gordon caught a glimpse of a young man above him, sliding down rapidly toward him. He shook his hand and fired the spear, and a white light shot straight into the sky and shot through the young man's throat.
The opponent's limbs stiffened and he fell from the animal pillar.
The weight of the beast pillar was slightly reduced, and Gao Deng quickly slid down nearly a hundred meters. "Crack!" He heard a harsh breaking sound from below. The beast pillar shook violently, broke at the waist, and the upper half fell to the side.
Gordon was on the fallen half of the animal pillar! He immediately jumped up and ran along the thick and concave animal bones to the other end. Even though he was carrying Artest on his back, Gordon still walked lightly and jumped like flying.
Strength filled the legs, and the body undulated and swayed with the breathing technique, maintaining balance on the rapidly sinking animal pillar.
The direction in which the beast pillar fell happened to be close to a beast pillar in the north.
In an instant, Gordon ran to the end and jumped forward with the help of momentum. While he was in mid-air, the steel wire had popped out of his palm and wrapped around the animal pillar opposite, making a tooth-piercing friction sound.
Gordon swung towards the beast pillar and stretched out his arms to hug it. After a few seconds, the collapsed beast pillar hit the ground, exploded into pieces, and powdery mist rose.
"Boom, boom!" Two more beast pillars collapsed one after another, and several others were also in danger. The figures on the beast pillars were shaking, including Saffron, Tracey and Freckles.
Gordon looked down and saw that there were only more than 200 meters away from the ground. The people of the Blood Hell Society gathered around the beast pillar, piled up cotton pads, and opened a large net to rescue the fallen boy. Gordon went all the way down, but did not meet him again.
When in danger, he returned to the ground smoothly.
There was a commotion nearby, and the beast pillars fell one after another, and more than a dozen teenagers fell onto the rope net. Two of them suddenly had their bestiality backlash, their appearance changed drastically, and they howled and charged towards the crowd. Although several other teenagers were caught by cotton pads,
His skin and flesh were still bruised and his bones were broken from the fall, and he was being injected with alchemy potions for first aid by the people from the Blood Hell Society.
When Wu Spider saw Gordon, he rushed over like a whirlwind, carefully examined Gordon's expression, and asked tentatively: "No. 13?"
"Lord Wu Zhu." Gordon bowed and saluted.
Wu Zhu asked again: "Have you felt anything strange?"
Gordon shook his head, looking full of regret: "My ceremony seems to have been interrupted midway. Before the devouring could be completed, something happened to the altar."
That's great! Wu Spider said in his heart, and put on a comforting expression on his face: "Don't worry, the beast totem just gives the source power certain characteristics. With your talent, you may be able to develop psychic skills in the future.
, that is much more powerful than the ferocious beast totem." She looked at Gordon for a while, turned and left, feeling elated. No. 13 was not attacked by the beast, so the zombie old man can give him an explanation. As long as the other party is satisfied, she can still adjust it.
Hope from base.
Gordon suddenly became suspicious. It was a bit unusual for Wu Zhu to be so concerned about him. He untied his cloak and helped Artest up. The barbarian boy's skin was hot, his expression was groggy, and he murmured intermittently: "Let's go, let's go quickly."
Gordon's gaze condensed and stopped at the corners of Artest's eyes: two brown patterns were gradually deepening at an imperceptible speed, and slender and complicated patterns were growing on both sides, just like a vine quietly blooming branches and leaves, glowing with new vitality.
.
Gordon found the hemostatic powder from Artest's body, applied it to all the wounds, opened Artest's mouth, and poured a tube of alchemical healing potion into it. The barbarian boy's bleeding stopped immediately, and the wound healed so fast that Gao Deng
Den was shocked.
But Artest still didn't wake up. After a while, his body temperature rose again, and his whole body was burning like fire. His muscles expanded and contracted again and again, as if the iron was being calcined and refined in a roaring furnace.
It is said that the blood of ancient giants sleeps in the bodies of barbarians. Gordon secretly guessed, did Artest swallow the ferocious beast totem, thus inspiring the blood of his ancestors?
Sure enough, the value of cannon fodder has increased again.
"Haha, little stool, you're here too!" Saffron yelled and ran over, followed by Freckles and Tracey. The three of them were injured, but not serious. From the direction they were running from, Gordon could see all around.
It was empty, there was no altar left, and a single animal pillar stood among the ruins, still standing.
Does Red Hair really have shit luck? Gordon was stunned. In the other world, there is a kind of anti-life called shit spirit. It is extremely rare and is a treasure coveted by cultivators. Humans can obtain it by swallowing shit spirits.
good luck.
At this time, Artest's eyelids trembled a few times, and he slowly opened his eyes, looked at Gordon, then at everyone, and said in surprise: "Am I still alive?"
"We are all alive!" Saffron, Freckles and Tracey laughed, and Artest touched his head sheepishly, showing an innocent smile.
Amid the laughter of everyone, Gordon put on his cloak, pulled up his hood, and stared at the vast sky.
There is no sun here, but the sun is not the only one that shines.