Chapter 269 Your blood is a little dirty, but rich in nutrients
Phew!
The sharp crane cry suddenly sounded in the air again.
A bone finger passed past the peeping eyes like a ghost, bringing with it a faint sound of wind, like a dragonfly flapping its wings silently past.
The second form of the Crane Claw Skill: Dragonfly Sweeping.
The peeper quickly retracted his right arm, trying to block the sudden attack.
However, the moment his arm came into contact with the bone fingers, it seemed as if he had been hit by a giant hammer and knocked away by an incredible force.
He instinctively clasped his backhand, tightly grasped the bony finger, and forcefully pulled it away from his eyes.
But before he could breathe a sigh of relief, another faint shadow of bone fingers appeared in his sight. It appeared and disappeared like an illusion, incredibly fast.
"False again?"
The next moment, the peeper's face was distorted, and the severe and empty pain coming from his right eye socket made him scream.
Blood gushed out from his eye sockets like a fountain, splashing all over his cheeks. Two slender red threads were pulled out of the eye sockets, broken, and poked straight out of the eye sockets.
His left eye opened wide in fear, and the dissipated finger shadow was reflected in his pupil.
A crystal clear eye, like a glass bead, hovered in mid-air, maintaining its final freeze-frame.
Then, there was a crisp sound, the eyeball exploded, and the fragments scattered like raindrops.
[You used the Crane Claw Skill and triggered the limit-breaking skill Virtual Claw. ]
[Void Claw: If the Necrosis of Bones hides in the cloned shadow under your claw, there is a 30% chance of triggering, and it can only be triggered during the Crane Claw Skill. ]
[ps: There is a 0.3 second delay in triggering the virtual claw! ]
A line of battle broadcast flashed across Feng Mu's retina in real time, but not on the peeper's retina, so his screams were mixed with deep confusion and grievance.
He didn't understand. If the bony fingers that flickered in the air were real, then could the one he held tightly in his hand be a fake phantom?
Feng Mu did not explain his meaning to the peeping peepers. He twisted his fingers hard and the bone knuckles automatically rotated. The ferocious barbs instantly pierced the peeping palms. With a pull and twist, large pieces of flesh and skin were torn to pieces.
The peeper let go in pain, his right palm dripping with blood, as if he had clenched it in a meat grinder, revealing the iron hand that had been transformed into metal.
"Is this bone finger real? It's all real!!!" The peeping voice was hoarse, and the two wires in his left and right eyes were staring at [Mask].
"You asked me?"
Feng Mu didn't answer at all. There were some questions that dead people didn't need answers to.
He sneered: "You have eyes so you can see by yourself."
As Feng Mu sneered, he changed his position under his feet and moved continuously from square to inch, creating a hazy white shadow around the peeping person.
The voyeur's scalp exploded, and the hairs all over his body stood up. He lost the dynamic capture ability of his electronic eyes, and his only remaining naked eye was unable to distinguish the authenticity of these white shadows.
"Oh, I'm sorry, I forgot that you only have one eye left and can't see clearly, so just die here."
I don’t know if it’s an auditory hallucination, but the voyeur feels that the sounds surrounding him seem to have turned into dozens. And as the white shadows become denser and denser, the sounds also gradually increase, from one to dozens. Chorus.
"Medicine man? Haha——, old friend, you are really going to kill me this time."
The voyeur was terrified. He kept twisting his head and looking back and forth. All he saw were white shadows, as if the whole world was shrouded in white terror. Without the assistance of mechanical implants, every cell in his body and every pore in his flesh and blood could feel the increasingly dense aura of death that was being compressed in the air.
"It's not a modified body, it's an evil sacrifice. Then maybe he is a really good medicine man. Unfortunately, it's not me who takes the medicine, but the medicine man who wants to eat me!!"
The voyeur realized that there was no way to escape or hide, so he suddenly took a deep breath, and his breath was filled with all-pervasive sinister murderous intent.
The next moment, countless bone claws stretched out towards him from all directions, it was like a scene from a horror movie.
One bone claw is faster than the other, and one bone claw is more fierce than the other. It is both an illusory ghost and a real phantom, virtual and real, real and fake, shrouded in a whirlwind of death that peels skin and tears away bones.
"Oh, I am dead, but if you kill me, you will never know who wants to harm you."
An unwilling roar came from the voyeur's throat. His muscles stretched all over his clothes, and the current in his body was overloaded. The steel bars of his broken feet pierced the ground hard, and he pushed hard with his other foot.
In an instant, he used his right foot as the original position, spinning like a top, and his two arms danced together, flying up and down, colliding with countless bone claws.
Blood and flesh splattered and sparks flew.
The collision of bones and metal, the tearing of flesh and blood by sharp claws, lasted for a full 2 minutes before the howling of the wind gradually stopped.
Half of the voyeur's clothes were torn to pieces, and the pieces of cloth were stained red with blood and fell to the ground.
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Half of his shoulder was missing, exposing the broken bones. Under the bones were extended steel bars, which were all broken.
His chest and back were densely covered with claw marks, and the skin was torn with almost no intact flesh. It was shocking. You could see the bloody internal organs inside, and blood was flowing out from the cracks.
Huchi Huchi——
The arms were cut off to expose burnt wires. The peeping neck was cut off and unable to move. He could only hang his head stiffly. The sound of a broken bellows being squeezed came from his lungs, and there was a mouthful of black blood and blood in his mouth. The oil spurts out as you exhale.
Senbai's [Mask] stood opposite, looking down at him. The exposed thorns and white bones had been splashed into mottled black and red, like the devil's flower blooming in the night.
"Although it's not very beautiful, the vitality has indeed been strengthened." The voice coming from under the mask had no warmth at all.
The next moment, the blood all over his bones seemed to be sucked away by a sponge, seeping into his bones.
After three or two breaths, the bones seem to be cleaning themselves, looking brand new and white as before.
The voyeur's head was stiff, and he no longer had any extra energy to express any emotions. His eyes were fixed on everything in front of him, a desperate smile appeared on the corner of his mouth, and then he spurted out another mouthful of thick black blood.
He looked at the monster in front of him and gathered all the bones in his body into a human body, revealing his flesh and blood body disguised as a human again.
Then, he slowly shed the [mask] on his face, revealing the face that was unscrupulously exposed to the air.
Feng Mu squatted down very politely, his eyes restrained the greed and terror of the carnivore, he looked at him with gentleness, and said seriously:
"Your blood is a bit dirty, I don't like it; but your blood is rich in nutrients, I like it very much!"
The voyeur looked at Feng Mu, opened his mouth, and sprayed blood when he spoke. His voice was very unclear: "Leng, you still don't want to know whether Leng is Leng or not?"
(End of chapter)