Before he lost consciousness, hunger made him brave.
--William Shakespeare
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[Part1·Courage comes from madness]
Feng Yu and the boatman brothers rushed into the first floor of the cabin together. The sun had been completely obscured by dark clouds - the eyes of the goddess Io could not see Fayi, nor could she see this helpless incarnation.
Now it is the monstrosities created by the original seed that have the upper hand. For Billy Horn, the two monsters crawling on the deck outside the cabin are the natural disasters he has never faced directly in his life, and they are the most common ones.
The main "cause of death" of the soldiers of the Guangling Quiet Regiment - the source of the Vita Brand.
"Where are they?" Foianini opened his arms, holding the arm of the boatman brother with one hand, and grabbing Brother Billy's shirt with the other.
He wanted to catch Billy back to the cabin, but he couldn't control his racing heart - this situation was very bad. His adrenaline activated the self-protection function prematurely. In the next twenty minutes, Foianini would
You will fall into a state of exhaustion.
The weather was so cold that the transition from hot summer to icy cold rain only took a few minutes.
The palm of the boatman's brother was wet and slippery, and Foianini could not hold the arm several times, nor could he control the innocent civilian's heart.
This poor ordinary man was so frightened that he lost his mind. He kept pulling on Foianini's arm, trying to lead his benefactor into a dead end and deeper into the cabin.
"Run! Run! Run! Run! My benefactor! Run!"
"Yeah!~~Yeah!!!Ah!!!————"
"Huh...huh...run!——"
"Oh!!!----"
The screams were mixed with heavy breathing, and the sky and earth were pitch black. On top of the ship that was heaving in the violent storm, the "Blood Eagle" slowly walked on the side of the deck - that was still...
The transformation has not been completed, and it is chasing the incarnation butterfly of human flesh essence.
"It's there! It's there!" Foianini's voice became shrill, and his face turned pale with fright. His madness index rose rapidly, facing this spiritual disaster derivative that could not be looked at directly or listened to.
, the mucous membranes in his eyes, ears, mouth and nose began to ulcerate, and the capillaries burst out with thick plasma.
In an instant, the entire sky and earth turned blood red.
Billy Horn's sanity is once again tested.
Foianini had been destroyed by spiritual pressure. He was like bees flying randomly due to geomagnetic anomalies, like the needles on a compass spinning crazily. He fell into a state of paranoia and madness. He grabbed the boatman brother and sent him out the door!
"You eat him! You eat him! You eat him! Don't come to eat me...don't eat me..."
"No... no! Don't come close to me!"
Billy just felt dizzy. Seeing his brother going crazy, he had no time to think. He wanted to fight for the civilians in Foianini's arms, grabbed them, tore the poor boatman's clothes, and under the dim light,
A blood eagle monster has already set up on the door frame, and its yellow-brown human bone toe claws are tapping on the wooden fence. A fat fleshy insect pokes out of the hollow head without facial features - this insect has just entered the cabin, and there are six more in its originally smooth and soft head.
A photoreceptor cell like a sesame seed immediately appeared a crack like a cross.
Twelve bunches of buds protrude from this crack, constantly opening and closing, entangled and flapping with each other, making strange sounds.
Billy Horn was going crazy. He couldn't control the good brothers around him, and he couldn't drag the boatman back in this useless confrontation.
If the blood eagles were allowed to obtain more human flesh, they would completely turn into incarnate butterflies, which would lead to a situation of imminent disaster and no chance of life.
Can the light of wisdom save him again? At this moment, Billy thought a lot, as if the revolving door of life would flash back before his eyes before his death.
A strange stream of spiritual energy appeared in his eyes. The weak life in the chrysalis was so stressed. The original meaning of the red stone said this - all courage comes from madness.
He let go of Foianini and quickly found the sample breaking hammer used in geological research in his carrying bag——
——There is almost no pause, no hesitation, no embarrassment of rummaging through the package, no taking the wrong thing, no wrong step.
He ran the eight-meter old road in the cabin, made a small circle, and finally caught up before Foianini sent the boatman into the arms of the Blood Eagle.
The chin covered with stubble was mixed with blood and minced meat. Before he came back to his senses, Hammerhead had already found Blood Eagle's head!
But it’s not enough! It’s not enough at all!
It's definitely not a fatal blow...
Only the outer shell of Blood Eagle's skull and some bone fragments near the auricle nerve center were taken away.
The monster was severely injured and its body staggered out of balance, but it did not fall completely. Under the influence of Vita's brand, its flesh and blood became stronger and softer, like a mass of gelatin composed of mycelium protein. Its limbs were elastic and not much was left.
Blood.
Billy Horn missed his opportunity. He chose the right tool, but chose the wrong use.
Madness dominated him and caused him to lose part of his memory. Fortunately, his strong nerves allowed him to continue the second round——
——Pure evil thoughts poured into his brain, and the damage caused by spiritual pressure was like steel needles. These needles were filled with gunpowder and explosives, causing a series of explosions in his brain.
There was a dull pain in his head, and Billy Horn also felt the damage from the geological hammer. When Blood Eagle was beaten, he also used this part of the pain as a weapon, and naturally transmitted it to the thoughts of Homo sapiens through spiritual pressure.
Almost at the same time, Foianini was rolling on the ground in pain, and the boatman brothers let out even more miserable screams, slapping their heads repeatedly, making their ears bleed, and scratching the flesh on the side of their faces.
The other blood eagle was like a ghost. The sticky gelatinous substance all over its body penetrated the rotting flesh of the left half of the soldier's head.
It slowly and strangely emerged from the body of its companion, as if the giant carnivorous fungi exchanged their essences with each other to form the naked yellow-brown bones and pink gelatinous muscles again, and the bright red blood slowly crawled up.
Its skin turned into strange, crazy butterfly eye patterns.
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Billy also began to scream, and the phantom pain coming from his head was slowly weakening his will to fight and slowly destroying his spirit.
The cranium was connected to some cervical lymph nodes, and the pain was transmitted bit by bit to the gums, causing the entire left half of the torso to spasm together. He had lost almost 40% of his strength, and his physical body had lost its balance.
But he still did not fall, and his spirit still stood. He stood in front of Foianini and the boatman brothers. When the soldiers of Guangling's resting battle group encountered this monster, no matter how determined the green gold wolf dog was, he could only
Run away with your tail between your legs.
The warriors of the Nameless Doe must be called to deal with this kind of spiritual disaster derivative, but for Billy Horn, there is no Nameless Doe to help him now——
——He himself is Anonymous.
Turn the head and tail of the sample crushing hammer to reveal a sharp hoe.
Thin and weak spiritual threads wrapped around this mortal weapon. It couldn't even be called a stick. It was just a geological research tool that Billy Horn spent more than two hundred yuan to find.
See it clearly! Billy!
Look clearly! Stop cutting off the footage! Don’t be distracted!
The gunsmith teacher has taught you all the answers! This is his ability to make a living!
He took three steps and two steps at a time, jumped forward with his numb left side, swung the hammer, and hit the blood eagle monster in the side.
Too shallow...
When the hoe and shovel penetrated the monster's body, Billy was also forced by spiritual pressure and retched in pain!
He drew his weapon and continued to strike harder!
When the tip of the hoe hit a hard object, his arm was already covered in blood plasma, and the Vita brand swallowed up his sleeve, revealing clusters of red pimples.
It works! It works! It works like no other!
Everything happened so fast that Billy Horn couldn't feel it.
He swung four hammers at the blood eagle monster in succession. In just ten seconds, the fish-man monster who entered the house first came to his senses. The other monster who was following behind looking for food had a monster appear on its flank.
The fist-sized hole was first knocked out of balance by the hammer, and then it pulled Billy Horn's arm and wanted to eat directly. The arm was completely firmly grasped, and its toes and claws were clasped tightly on Billy's forearm.
When you want to go deep into your flesh and blood to absorb the essence——
——Its fragile fish-man spine was shattered with a hammer. Its lower limbs were immediately paralyzed.
Once the tightly connected nerves in the originally tight and complex spinal center are disconnected, it will be a medical problem for the monster spawned by the mad butterfly to stand up again - it does not have this ability.
This is the ability that the gunsmith taught Billy Horn and his many apprentices. It is the basic knowledge of "Knightly Combat Techniques" and "The Great Sundering".
The spinal bones of aquatic beast hybrids usually only have twenty-five segments. They maintain a head-and-chest posture all year round and are not good at bending down. This spine is the door to death, and the lymph nodes in their necks are used for breathing all year round, or for
Like the filter-feeding mouth and gills, once they come to land, these soft and delicate things become weaknesses - even if they transform into butterflies, they still retain the weaknesses of their hosts.
Foianini has been conquered by fear. He has lost all his will to fight. Ordinary people cannot resist the spiritual pressure of the Vita Brand derivative. This is why Guangling Zhixi leaves this monster to the Anonymous to deal with - it brings
Mental damage can leave a person almost permanently disabled.
The phantom pain still tortured Billy Horn, but he couldn't stop.
After knocking down one of the blood eagles, he had no time to finish the attack and was fighting against the madness in his heart every second.
He felt that his right arm no longer belonged to him, and after being scratched once by this monster - the Vita brand had already taken root in his bone marrow.
He grabbed Blood Eagle's legs and lost control of the spinal center. The monster could only barely move its arms and could not turn over.
He quickly avoided the nuisance of another monster and made another small circle. He was racing against time——
——The hammer hammer opened the mortise and tenon structure of the wooden window grille. The moisture made these pine boards flexible, but it was not difficult for Billy.
He only struck twice with the hammer, knocking open the two corners of the window grille, then smashed the window, grabbed the Blood Eagle's lower limbs and threw them into the rushing river. However, the Blood Eagle's shoes and trousers were firmly grasped by the Blood Eagle——
He did not panic, and there was still a light of wisdom in his eyes.
The broken hammer struck a few times, hitting the humeral tendons of the fish-man monster, hitting the skeletal nerves involved in the muscles, and a few clusters of blood splattered out. The bloody, hollow head seemed to have a ferocious expression on its face, unwilling to give in.
fell into the water and disappeared.
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[Part2·Completely out of control]
After Billy got out of trouble, he struggled to get up. When he rushed back to the cabin, Foianini had already fainted.
One of the boatman brother's legs was dragged by another monster. It seemed that he disliked the dry environment in the cabin and wanted to take him back to the deck and add some soup to accompany his meal.
Billy was so tired that he could barely open his eyes. The left side of his body was numb and painful, and the right side of his body was swollen and itchy.
He couldn't see his face, and he didn't know where the Vita Brand had climbed - he seemed to have lost one eye, and the pimple on the right side of his face was arched, completely taking away the vision of his right eye.
He could no longer hear sounds, and the neuralgia was accompanied by strong tinnitus. There was a strange warm current in his right auricle, which seemed to be bleeding and suppurating. When he turned his head slightly, he could feel pain like needle pricks.
The ankle was squeezed by the toe claws of the Blood Eagle monster, and it seemed that it was impossible to lift the sole of the foot, curl up the fingers, or press on the ground to take advantage of the force.
The hammer's pickaxe is full of scars, and these 45-gauge carbon steel bars are no match for the hard bones of the fish-man freak, just like Billy Horn will always be just an unlucky mortal. He is a gunsmith.
The student is also the weakest and most incompetent among the many students of the gunsmith, and has no achievements worthy of boasting and praise.
As long as he survives today, he will also be the strongest warrior.
Because none of the gunsmith's students can withstand the test of being transformed into a butterfly.
After taking a breath, the pain caused by the nerve damage was relieved a little, just a little.
This chapter is not over yet, please click on the next page to continue reading the exciting content! Billy regained adrenaline, which also benefited from the help of the "mixed blood" in his body. His metabolism is much stronger than Foianini's
, he opened his eyes wide, trying to let his right eye see the deck environment and the outline of the monster clearly - only by searching for the enemy with both eyes at the same time can the position and distance of the prey be determined.
The blood eagle old monster dragged the boatman brother back to the deck. At the same time, he started eating without the involvement of the mouth - just using the bone cavity of the toe claws could absorb human blood. The Vita brand had already corroded the boatman brother's calves.
It becomes dried meat, and the outer skin looks like white chocolate icing. After being baked at high temperature, it melts, revealing the purple-red muscle fibers and shriveled tendons.
Billy Horn strode forward, and suddenly he could hear the sound of bone shattering coming from the sole of his right leg - a cracking sound, it sounded every time he took a step.
His ears had stopped working, and he felt through bone sound transmission that this leg was gradually betraying him, just like the necklace woven by the god of death with bones. Every time he swung the sickle, it began to make a soul-stirring sound.
During the heavy rain, Billy's brain gradually cooled down. He felt scared, lonely and helpless.
He felt like he was about to die, and everything was so far away from him. His "compass" was starting to spin around, and he could no longer find the right direction.
The Shattering Hammer kissed Blood Eagle's chin again, but this time he missed——
——I wanted to penetrate the monster's spine at the neck and interrupt the important command center that connects the head and neck to the body.
But he missed it, just for a moment. He couldn't hold it firmly, his body was no longer warm, and the cold wind was like sharp steel knives, reminding him of Fayi and the fading away.
spouse.
If you can save Foianini and throw the blood eagle into the river, all the courage in your body comes from friendship.
So now, Billy's spiritual source has dried up, and he feels hungry.
How he wished it would end like this——
——Pain has dominated him, and the pressure is destroying him.
The hammer's misalignment shattered his pride and made him feel ashamed.
The cold touch across his throat made him tremble all over. Blood Eagle's spiritual pressure brought him the same pain. The sharp hoe penetrated his trachea and scraped his cervical spine, almost suffocating him.
The maddening hunger made him completely lose his mind.
He watched the blood eagle eat and saw clearly the expression on the boatman's face——
——It is the ecstasy that comes from the instinct of the biological body when it gradually becomes one and is inspired by the Vita brand.
The boatman tore open the flesh on the side of his face, revealing his yellow teeth, laughing wildly in the wind and rain.
"ah!!!"
Billy Horn tightened his grip on the hammer again and roared.
Lifting the hoe's mouth slightly, the steel bar dragged out a stream of smelly insect slurry.
"Ah!!! Ah!!!!"
Anger temporarily defeated madness, and it allowed Billy to find a substitute, a substitute for love.
"Give me back Fayi! You beast! Give me back!"
Vita Brand made his life a mess and dull.
The physical pain and spiritual pressure torture were about to wear off. Blood Eagle's head was knocked crooked by this inferior tool again and again, but it was too late to resist.
Billy had more and more wounds on his body. He struggled with the monster and had several bloody holes in his belly.
Until the round head flew out, he kicked the blood eagle's body into the river, and even threw the hammer away far away!
He finally regained some sanity and was finally freed from anger and madness.
He slumped down next to the boatman brother, trying to drag the boatman's body back to the cabin for refuge.
But he no longer had the strength, and he began to vomit with the frequency of his breathing. The fragments of blood and flesh were vomited out with some of the ciliated acid in the intestines and stomach. The pain had begun to transform his body, causing his abdomen to shrink inward.
The spasms became more intense.
The acid burned his mouth and gums, and if he wasn't careful, the mucus poured into his nose and lungs.
He coughed violently, and it was difficult to move again until he heard a familiar voice.
"No one is at the helm! Fai!"
"This ship will sink sooner or later! Judas! Think clearly! Helping him is helping ourselves!"
"What are you doing? Leave him alone!"
In the special spiritual pressure environment, the death of Blood Eagle brought a stronger spiritual energy tide, and the water accumulated on the deck gradually rose upside down and returned to the sky.
Except for some hanging raindrops flying into the sky, Billy Horn could no longer see anything, and the compass on his watch was spinning rapidly.
He felt himself being dragged back to the warm, dry floor.