I don’t know how the creator would feel when he sees his own work being hung up like this.
Seeing this scene, Lu En even had strange thoughts in his mind, but he did not stop and swung the big sword quickly. The sword body, which was originally half a person tall, stretched several times in an instant, cutting off several people.
of tentacles.
Bang bang bang!
Several dull landing sounds were heard in succession, and Lu En just stretched out his hand slightly to catch the falling Liv.
However, when I touched it, it was not as plump and plump as before. Instead, it felt like a deflated doll, light and pale, and its breathing was even more vague.
If Lu En hadn't had a keen sense, or if he had arrived a step later, she would have really died.
The creator's strengthening allowed her to last longer than ordinary people, and she finally waited for a turning point.
Similar to Liv's situation, there are three other people who fell on the ground, all of them were only breathing their last breath, but the situation is still...stable?
It seems that this has triggered a certain mechanism. Their current state is like falling into a deep sleep, minimizing their own consumption and perception of the outside world. It seems like a means of pretending to be dead.
Whoosh!
Countless tentacles hung down from his head, but he cut them clean effortlessly. Lu En felt that the monster's reaction seemed to be getting slower and slower.
Or it's not that it's dull, but it becomes more like a plant. Only when it is hurt will it produce a corresponding stress response.
This may mean that the entire consciousness of this police officer who lost control and turned into a monster has collapsed.
After Lu En sensed it for a while, he suddenly waved the sword in his hand, inserted it directly into the squirming ground, and pulled out a circle along his feet.
Chi!
The viscous dark green liquid immediately sputtered out. Lu En kicked it hard again, and the ground immediately fell down.
It can be seen that the cut cross section already looks like some kind of flesh and is filled with dense meridian fibers. If the sword is not sharp, even if the bomb explodes, it may not be able to explode.
Through this hole, everything below was a deep dark green, and in the center, Lu En saw a huge corpse.
A Mushu's corpse!
The entire corpse, head to tail added up, was probably over twenty meters long, but at this time most of it was covered by some green tentacles, which were deeply embedded in its body. Through the translucent tentacles, one could see what was being absorbed continuously.
"Okay, the mystery is solved!"
Lu En let out a breath, finally understanding why this happened.
Even if he loses control, the Sheriff's original strength is there. He can kill more than ten or twenty people at most, and he will be killed by the townspeople. There is no suspense.
Losing control means liberating one's potential by losing the dual control of body and consciousness. The strength will increase, but it will not increase so exaggeratedly. However, if a bishop-level Mushu corpse is added, everything is possible.
Already.
This unlucky Mushu seemed to be directly crushed to death by an inexplicable force when the world was teleported, and he was directly under the school. Perhaps the abnormality in the school was also related to it, but he was discovered by the sheriff who escaped.
The Sheriff, who was transforming into a beard, was completely out of control and mutated. By continuously absorbing energy, he successfully covered nearly half of the town in just one night.
But the price is also heavy. Now the Sheriff's consciousness has basically collapsed. What controls this monster is just instinct, similar to some kind of carnivorous plant.
After figuring out all this, Lu En did not plan to jump into the battle for 300 rounds and win by a narrow margin in the end.
The most important thing is that there is mucus everywhere down there, which looks greasy and disgusting, so I directly control the big sword in my hand to extend, and then just like cutting wheat, first cut open the tentacles wrapped around the wood whiskers one by one, and then cut off the police.
The body changed, and now the shapeless monster was cut into pieces.
There was naturally resistance during this period, but to Lu En, these were not worth mentioning. In fact, he came in to see what was going on. Now that his curiosity is satisfied, should he still keep the other party waiting for the New Year?
After Lu En finally eliminated the monster, the little goblin who had been hiding in his pocket, saying that I was weak and scared, flew out with his big eyes blinking, looked at Liv and others, and exclaimed.
"Ah, they are injured, very seriously!"
"Yes, is there any way you can save them?"
Rolling his eyes inwardly, Lu En still followed the plot obediently, looking at the little elf with a proud smile on his lips.
"Of course, but it's all thanks to you for killing this big monster!"
After saying that, he flapped his small wings and flew towards Mushu's corpse below. After tinkering for a long time, he flew up and grabbed a few tender yellow whiskers in his hand, exuding a strong breath of life.
"Feed this to them and they'll be fine, but each person can only have one, not too many!"
As he spoke, he quickly stuffed the tentacles into the mouths of several people. The corners of Lu En's eyes twitched slightly, and then he saw the little goblin turning his head and raising the remaining tender whiskers at Lu En: "You want to come
One?"
"No, I refuse!"
Lu En shook his head decisively.
These creators are really frugal enough, so they have to use the waste, or it cannot be regarded as waste. The corpse of a bishop can be regarded as a rare extraordinary material, but for ordinary people, this will undoubtedly cause a strong
of pollution.
The waste utilization that Lu En mentioned refers to the remaining four people.
"Bah, bah, bah..."
Seeing that Lu En didn't want to do it, the little demon put the tender whiskers into his mouth happily, looking like a happy foodie without the slightest bit of bishop-level aura.
Lu En felt that maybe the little goblin himself didn't know his true strength.
If you think about it carefully, it's even quite tragic. It looks happy and carefree, but in fact it's just a puppet on a string. Every move, happiness, anger, sorrow, and joy are controlled and set. This is probably the worst Lu En has ever seen.
The bishop level exists.
After Lu En eliminated the monster, the remaining tentacles immediately seemed to have turned into real plants and lost their offensive nature. When this situation was discovered by the mayor and others outside, they were immediately overjoyed.
He immediately began to gather the townsfolk who had originally fled, and at the same time he began to publicize his wisdom and prowess, decisive decision-making, and spirit of facing difficulties and not being afraid of sacrifice. In short, after the operation, he gained an unimaginable huge reputation.
On the other hand, he privately told Lu En that this was all to protect him so that the townspeople would not covet the magical sword in his hand, and then he made all kinds of promises again and again.
Of course, Lu En's indifferent expression throughout the whole process also made the mayor unsure whether he believed him or whether he was thinking of killing himself with a sword, so he stayed far away. Then he saw Lu En looking up at the roof.
It seemed like I was seeing other places through the ceiling.
"coming!"
The gentle murmur was like a wave of water at this moment, bringing a strange rippling feeling to the mayor's ears.
Time and space, all around him, seemed to be lengthening and shortening in an instant, falling into an indescribable and strange state, and then came to an abrupt end!