Chapter 179: I don’t want to be alive for a long time
Hero's face was gloomy.
Of course he heard the reminder from Black Line, but things went a little beyond his plan.
Hero underestimated its wisdom and greed, and the 'spokesperson' was on guard against him from the beginning.
When he escaped, he was controlled. Feeling the strength of the hand holding the deformed flesh, he knew that it had no intention of letting him go.
No matter when, those flesh buds that are ready to go are always hidden at the side.
Control him until the critical moment.
What a cunning villain!
"A little bigger! It's not enough!" Sharp roars continued to spread from the opened hole.
The narrow opening was supported by two huge fleshy hands, finally giving the 'spokesman' a chance to escape and gain some breathing space.
When the body from the mountain of flesh was taken out, the muffled sound of the impatient drum began to continuously oppress Hero's heart.
Plop, plop.
Every time the drum beat, it was like a hammer in his heart.
Frowning, Hero could only keep observing his surroundings, trying to find opportunities to counterattack.
After the thousands of arms were freed, they all rose into the sky and tried their best to drill out through the hole.
Thousands of hands were flying because they were afraid that if they were too slow, they would be locked up in this dark cage again.
The anxious cries of Black Line were also drowned among thousands of arms.
A circle of black lines faintly appeared around the broken hole.
Black lines are all over the space, and these lines appear in the upside-down world outside.
Whenever the physical hand is about to tear this space apart, lines will appear, stabilizing the space that is about to be broken, and shrinking it again.
"That's...the cage?" Hero stared at the patterns revealed on it.
These...are different from the soul magic formulas, and he wants to remember some of them as much as possible.
But every time the texture appears different, there is no pattern at all.
Fortunately, the restriction of the texture is very limited, and it can only repair a little bit of the space that is torn apart by human hands.
Generally speaking, the progress of repair is not as good as the progress of destruction.
As the hole grew larger, the millions of deformed fleshy hands of the 'Speaker' climbed on the inner wall of this space like insect feet.
They keep climbing up.
Holo was also brought to the upside-down world again by the giant hand.
"free!"
Breaking free from the cage, light once again shone on Hero's face.
Angry roars also rang in his ears.
Compared with the drum-like noise below, the silence above seemed quite abrupt.
And the words that came next made the atmosphere here even more weird.
"It seems that you already know the secret, but... you seem to be a little embarrassed, do you need me to rescue you?"
Hero adapted to the light, and when he lowered his head to look, the lord was standing by the entrance of the cave, looking up at him with a smile.
But compared to the full body of the 'Speaker', the original monster-sized lord was like a baby.
His face was expressionless at first, but now he is smiling.
Is it so interesting to suffer a loss in my fall?
What's going on? If you don't abandon the tower, it's not worth saving, right?
Hero turned his head angrily and ignored him.
The lord is not sure if he doesn't fight, he must have reached some kind of agreement and strategy with the black thread group.
But I don’t need him to save me.
Now that there is a way out, there is no need to wait any longer.
"Baby, it's your turn to take action."
Bah!
The big snot that had been pressed on the head by the 'spokesman' terror was pushed up by the octopus cub.
The eight tentacles stretched out were wrapped around the handle of the [Takiri-pinched spear].
Black light circulated around the body of the cub, and soul energy was continuously poured into the body of the soul beast. The originally thin and slender tentacles expanded instantly and became very thick, with a powerful feeling bursting out from every winding and curved part.
The tentacles fit into the lines of the spear handle and made a crunching sound, as if the spear body was about to be broken.
The octopus cub connected to Holo's soul exerted the effects of all amplitude modules at this moment.
This is the role of soul beasts.
Not only does it help the host, but after merging with the magician's soul, it becomes the magician's clone.
There was not a trace of soul energy left in Helo's body. [Exponent Explosion] accumulated over such a long period of time drained all his soul energy at the last moment.
The full load operation overwhelms the soul circuit. If you look through Holo's body, you can see the circuit lines in his soul that are constantly trembling and about to collapse.
No matter how much pain came from his soul, there was no trace of discomfort on Hero's calm face.
His eyes were fixed on the huge heart emerging from the bottom of the flesh and blood seat.
The noise that made my heart beat wildly in the darkness below came from this huge heart.
As for the heart embedded in the chest of the ‘spokesperson’…
'When it was exposed before, it didn't care whether I would burst out and destroy the core. It was probably just a bait.'
The surface of the huge heart below is covered with criss-crossing deformed hands.
"Gamble!"
In fact, it doesn't matter which one is the core.
The important thing is that for Hero, which part is easier to attack.
There are many damage effects attached to the modules, and he doesn't care whether he can kill him with one hit. As long as the threat of the 'spokesman' is greatly reduced, the black line and the lord can naturally end it.
As soon as he said it, a black light passed over the head of the 'spokesperson' like a meteor.
Directly inserted into the huge heart beneath it.
Although the surface is protected by thousands of deformed fleshy hands, with such a large size and the fact that it is still erect and beating all the time, there are always gaps for oversight.
The fully controlled soul beast is like a precise instrument, stably and violently shooting a sure-hit spear.
When the tip of the spear came into contact with the flesh and blood fascia, a crisp cracking sound exploded from the point of contact.
Helo knows, it’s stable!
Goddess of luck came to visit him again today!
It only has a certain probability of triggering [Offset Justice].
The thick fascia is like a thin piece of paper and does not protect the inner parts at all.
The spear sank into it easily.
Then, lights of various colors suddenly appeared inside the heart through the superficial fascia.
By the way, part of the pollution power that Holo took from the core of the [Black Sea] was poured into the deepest part.
This chapter is not over yet, please click on the next page to continue reading! The intense pain ‘spokesman’ turned his hollow head and roared at Hero.
It doesn't care if the host body is mutilated. This damage can be recovered by slightly contaminating a few living creatures and devouring a few bodies.
What made him extremely painful was that this injury could actually touch its deepest core.
Moreover... the fellow countrymen it trusted and planned to assimilate and devour afterwards actually betrayed it.
Most of the body emerged from the newly torn hole and began to weaken before it could enjoy too much sunlight.
After the core is injured, a large amount of meat pieces fall off the main body as if they are rotting.
They no longer require as much effort to tear apart as before, this time they have lost their activity.
Angry emotions were surging, and the 'spokesperson' did not hesitate at all, controlling the giant hand and exerting force.
"die!"
"cough!"
Hero's body was instantly stressed, his limbs and trunk were pinched together, the broken bones were broken and pierced into his internal organs, and a large amount of blood clots were spit out from his mouth.
He had already anticipated the outcome.
'You never wanted to let me go, and now you are so angry?'
Holo: I’ve long since died!
What I can see is that there is less air coming in and less air coming out.
The lord who stood aside like an ant secretly praised Hero's operation when he saw it, and quickly extended an olive branch.
"I invite you again, do you want to join us?"
As he spoke, dense black threads emerged from the lord's irreparable wounds and wound around his body to form a pair of armor.
Rather than recruiting Hero, the most important thing now is to rescue him first, not to mention that his target is still the 'spokesman'.
The lord used the black thread to penetrate the stuck body of the 'spokesman' and kept climbing up, targeting the little beating heart on the throne at the top.