Chapter 103 The Resurrected Statue
Sun Hang picked the statue's nostrils with his fingers in a playful manner, and immediately, that strange pleasure also appeared in his own nasal cavity.
"Is it just sensory synchronization, or..."
Ji 2796's fingertips extended a blade with a gap, and lightly scratched the statue's face.
Sun Hang could feel the texture of the front end of the blade cutting through the skin, but there were no scratches on the statue's face.
Sun Hang didn't feel anything at first, but two seconds later, a slight burning sensation came from his cheek. Sun Hang reached out and touched it, and his fingertips were immediately stained with bright red blood.
"Can the attacks I receive be transmitted to me?" Sun Hang was slightly startled, "A regular-type monster?"
But if it is a monster, why is my own devouring ability completely ineffective against it?
Sun Hang thought for a while and stuffed the head back into the groove behind the statue - but as soon as he put it in, a feeling of suffocation came over him, his vision began to become blurry, and the whole world became even more blurry. The world began to spin...
When he took the head out of the groove again, these visions disappeared instantly, as if everything was just his illusion.
"...Is it possible that I have to carry this head with me all the time?"
Sun Hang's eyes suddenly moved to the headless Buddha statue.
What would happen if the head of the Buddha statue was put back into place?
Will he change back to the original appearance of the Buddha, or... will he become the Buddha sitting at the altar table?
Sun Hang does not believe in religion. In his opinion, whether it is the gods and Buddhas that Easterners believe in, the God that Westerners believe in, or the Lord that oil guys believe in, they are all fictitious spiritual sustenance of human beings.
Sun Hang glanced at the white mycelium spread throughout the hall...
In a sense, these fictional religions are not even as reliable as those cults that believe in weird things.
At least, the monsters they "believe in" are real.
The hyphae gathered at Sun Hang's feet and lifted him to a position flush with the shoulders of the Buddha statue. He carefully looked at the fractures on the neck and the bottom of the Buddha's head and found that they fit perfectly - in other words, this one with his own The head on the face does indeed belong to this Buddha statue.
Exhaling slowly, Sun Hang carefully straightened the twisted steel bars, and then connected the head.
Seeing the Buddha statue sitting on the lotus platform with the same face as his own, Sun Hang always felt particularly weird. He couldn't help but have an urge to smash the Buddha statue to pieces.
However, before putting his impulse into action, Sun Hang very cautiously tried the blade again - this time, the wound appeared on the face of the statue, but Sun Hang's own face was unscathed.
Although the scratches on the statue's face "healed on their own" in less than two seconds, the curse, which was similar to a voodoo doll, was finally lifted!
Then why should Sun Hang be polite to it?
Ji 2796 immediately turned into a giant hammer and smashed it on the head of the Buddha statue! Just when the giant hammer was about to touch the Buddha statue, the Buddha suddenly opened its eyes, raised one hand, and resisted the giant hammer forcefully.
"Alive?" Sun Hang looked at the Buddha statue up and down - although the Buddha statue opened its eyes, its eyeballs were just two cement balls, with neither pupils nor the charm that only living creatures have. .
The giant hammer immediately liquefied and flowed between the fingers of the Buddha statue. In the blink of an eye, the arm that the Buddha statue lifted up was wrapped in it. The next second, the arm of the Buddha statue was crushed into countless cements of different sizes. Blocks were scattered on the ground.
Ji 2796 took advantage of the momentum to pursue, condensed into the shape of a spear, and directly penetrated the heart of the Buddha statue—assuming that the Buddha statue had a heart and that its position was the same as that of humans.
But before Ji 2796 could transform again, the broken arms of the Buddha statue came together again, grabbed the part of the spear that was left outside, and pulled it out of the body bit by bit.
"The injury is no longer transmitted to me, but I have the ability to recover myself?" Sun Hang couldn't help but muttered in his heart, "Why are there such troublesome abilities..."
Encountering strange things with special abilities is a good thing for Sun Hang, but only if this ability can be used for him. Long before he put the head of the Buddha statue back on, Sun Hang tried to use mycelium to "swallow" it. I looked up to the Buddha statue, but found nothing.
The Taotie's devouring ability essentially devours the devious virus carried by the monsters (this is a popular name among the people, the official scientific name of the Xiazhou Federation is 'meme'), but the problem is that there is no such thing as any on this Buddha statue. Meme - it's just a big block of stone, a big block of cement mixed with steel bars!
Ji 2796 quickly broke free from the palm of the Buddha statue by relying on liquefaction. Its volume suddenly expanded, splitting it apart from the inside of the Buddha statue, and then turned into several rapidly rotating thick iron chains, pulling the cement The pieces are beaten into a finer powder.
But even after being beaten into powder, the Buddha statue was still reshaping itself again and again, and gradually climbed down from the lotus platform and approached Sun Hang's position.
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Not only that, its recovery speed is also getting faster and faster - it took four or five seconds to gather the fragments after it was scattered all over the body, but now, those fragments have not fallen to the ground. , had already flown back to the place where the Buddha statue was destroyed, and it was restored to its original state in the blink of an eye.
“Bang!!”
The Buddha statue fell with one palm, and Sun Hang dodged and retreated. The bluestone slabs on the ground were immediately smashed into pieces, and the flying particles hit Sun Hang's face hard...
"Wait a minute? Did I read that correctly?" The moment this idea came up, time in Sun Hang's field of vision seemed to have stagnated. He could clearly see the trajectory of those particles flying in the air, and he could It is clearly seen that there are some small scratches on the face of the Buddha statue.
The places where those scratches appeared were not hit by the particles, they seemed to appear out of thin air... and the most critical point was that these scratches did not recover on their own.
The flow of time returned to normal. Sun Hang rolled to his feet and looked at the face of the Buddha statue at the first glance.
Those tiny scratches are still there!
A bold idea suddenly popped into Sun Hang's head.
He took out the military dagger issued to hunters from his waist, pointed it at his abdomen, and stabbed it in without hesitation!
There was no pain, no bleeding, and Sun Hang couldn't even feel the dagger in his body - even though the dagger had reached the hilt.
Instead, the Buddha statue not far away suddenly staggered, and there was an obvious pause in its movements... A deep knife edge appeared on the belly of the Buddha statue.
(End of chapter)