The Michelin boy suddenly stood up from the altar and wiped the white feathers stuck to his body.
There were still some muscles, bones, skin and flesh left in the wing in his hand, but most of it had gone into his stomach.
It took him only a few seconds to eat the baby bird.
It only took Holo a second to burst the baby bird, but with all his strength, there were too many mother and baby birds surrounding him.
Just when he was about to retreat, planning to cover Byrne and kill a group of baby birds by hanging kites, he unexpectedly discovered that there was a huge pupa shell dragging behind the children on the altar.
The black pupa shell was connected to his buttocks. Because the size of the pupa shell was too huge, it greatly hindered his movements. Every step his small body took was very laborious.
On the black pupa shell, densely packed small wings actually grew, and some even grew to half full size.
If given some more time, they should be able to grow into wings the same size as the baby bird, especially their color.
is black!
And they are all on the right side.
It is entirely through him devouring the small wings of each baby bird that cannot develop, thereby cultivating them.
"What does he want to do?"
"Do you think those black wings can be transplanted?"
Byrne's original minimum requirement was to choose a powerful male baby bird, then fold its wings and form a pair with the white wings.
But now, these black wings cultivated from white wings in front of him obviously gave him one more choice.
"Don't worry, I still don't know how he cultivated complete wings. What if he parasitizes your chicken-footed monster house? What's more, his surroundings are full of depravity. You want to lose something that can help you grow.
The top fake Horcrux?"
Hero's act of instantly killing a baby bird immediately caught the children's attention.
As for Byrne behind him, the damage caused to the baby bird is not fatal, so let it go for now.
Suddenly, the hidden black lines on the entire altar began to stir.
"Directly, he still has these means. No matter whether the black wings cultivated on the pupa shell can be used or not, he will get them first!"
Byrne was very decisive and made a decision, which is what Hero wanted.
No matter what, the child monster in front of me seems to be the secret source of this building.
"Leave these to you! Help me shoot out a passage, I want to rush through!"
As soon as Hero finished speaking, Byrne behind him had already taken action.
When paired with a glance of petrification, thick green light exploded directly among the group of baby birds, and the huge and chaotic wind pressure directly blew all the baby birds aside.
They are not in a state of competition. Even under the control of children, their bodies have lost the agility and spirituality of their original group.
Hero's body exploded, and the thick spear was stabbed directly from the middle passage. When he reached the altar, the child seemed to feel a sense of danger that made his heart palpitate.
"Are you like me?"
This time the child's words were no longer full of condescension, and he was a little shocked.
But then joy!
After all, the black threads that had been spread out before had not been recovered, so of course he didn't know Holo's methods.
But the Holo in front of him exuded an aura similar to his.
"Quick! I haven't met the same kind for a long time. They are just my food. Come up here and I will eat with you. When the wings grow, I can fly freely in the sky! Together, we will become the best
A perfect creation!"
"Let's eat your mother together!"
Although I don't know what kind of creation he is talking about, how can such a filthy thing be the same kind as him.
[Spear pinched in Tajiri] The tip of the spear slammed against the ground.
The whole hall began to become restless.
During this period of time, the [Black Sea] split with all its strength has surrounded the altar, like a fountain, continuously spurting out from the holes in the floor.
A few stupid mother and baby birds were caught in the [Black Sea] and sank directly to the bottom of the black water.
Byrne was also startled by the sudden appearance of black water, and quickly retreated, using the wind to wrap around his footsteps and hook on the wall to prevent the black water from overflowing.
Just when the [Black Sea] was surging, many black lines of stress response suddenly appeared on the altar.
These similar people seem to be a little timid when targeting the [Black Sea].
The child was still looking at him innocently, waiting for his answer.
As if no one was controlling it, the black thread quickly multiplied into a large area and covered the entire altar in the blink of an eye.
The sharp thread actually pierced the stone bricks on the altar deeply, and countless black lines washed down.
If it were an ordinary person, it might be pierced on the spot, just like Ms. Palin's rose, which grows in the human body and becomes the nutrients of the rose.
The result is of course the same as the bones and skeletons piled up in the passage.
However, Hero stood there as if nothing had happened.
A layer of twisting power on the body is not released, like an invisible barrier, ready to resist the black line that breaks into the side.
As the children say.
Holo's [Black Sea] and the black thread he controls unconsciously are both pollutants capable of self-reproduction and division, but they have different effects.
And it is precisely because the child is not the controller, he is more like a parasitic soul beast, so in this confrontation, Hero still has the upper hand.
After all, there are several modules in his body that can enhance the characteristics of [Black Sea].
Not to mention the quality, even the strength is far from enough.
"You can actually deal with these black lines?!"
Byrne asked curiously.
Hero explained hurriedly.
"The system soul technique used to treat your injury before has been transformed into a usage. It can barely compete. Fortunately, his soul strength is not high. The original body is probably just an ordinary male baby bird that was parasitically transformed by pollutants."
The current situation is enough to illustrate...
This child is definitely not the maker of those puppets!
When the building was deformed, they saw the terrifying suture puppet. If it was really controlled by him, how could it be exiled in the building instead of lurking here?
"This is not the source of the black thread yet. Kill him first and retreat after getting the black wings!"
Gradually, the gloom in Hero's heart became heavier and heavier. The children on the altar still showed no signs of nervousness or fear.
"receive!"
With Black Sea controlling the black thread and the baby birds, Byrne shifted around, wanting to move behind the children and touch the tail of the black pupa shell.
But when he reached out to the child, he suddenly discovered that there was a complete pair of small wings on the child's back.
Very, very, very small.
It is even much shrunken than the normal small wings of ordinary baby birds. If you don't look carefully, you would think that there are two tufts of black hair.