Chapter 409 God's Blood Clothes

Look at the lady in front of you.

Old Master Chun was extremely solemn, and even had a hint of fear.

Even if he did not react to the blow just now, even if he did, the silver needle that was completely condensed and extremely fast was difficult for him to guard against!

Mr. Chun felt a little regretful.

Why don't I go to this store to buy a few clothes on weekdays... This after-sales service is so worth it!

Moreover, the God of Textiles, who can only make clothes, has such terrifying means in battle? Is this a joke?

but……

Up to now, Mr. Chun can only confront this beautiful woman head-on.

after all.

She knew that she had kidnapped the perfect goddess Zhao Yaxin. If she didn't get rid of her quickly, let her go and complain to the patron saint...

"Ha ha."

"I want to see today, what means do you, the god of textiles, have!" Old Chun took a deep breath, and the unique winter power of the fourteenth-order god of winter slowly poured out.

Frost formed on the ground under his feet, the air became extremely cold, and the icy cold wind roared around Old Master Chun.

The beautiful woman did not speak.

The show hand swayed, like dialing a line.

A sharp-edged divine power surged out, and hundreds of silver needles ripped through the air, as if piercing through space, stabbing at Old Master Chun with an unstoppable edge.

"That's it?" Old Man Chun sneered.

"Let's go home and sell clothes obediently."

The cold wind howled.

A huge ice cube appeared in front of Mr. Chun. The extremely dense ice elements gathered together, exuding an incomparably hard meaning. The size of several meters thick was like a small iceberg, protruding from the ground. .

The iceberg on that side reflected the crystal luster in the sun, blocking the figure of the old man Chun.

【Intermediate Divine Art · Iceberg Awe-inspiring】!

The ultimate defense of the God of Winter.

Iceberg as a shield!

This is the defense of the gods.

But just when those silver needles were about to hit the iceberg.

A sneer appeared on the corner of the beautiful woman's mouth, and her ten fingers swayed dexterously, like knitting clothes.

On the ten fingers, there are hundreds of golden silkworms that are almost invisible to the naked eye, tied to each joint of the ten fingers at different angles.

With the flexible bending of the white tender fingers.

Each golden silk of the silkworm has a different angle deviation, and the silver needles on the other end of them are also driven to have an angular deviation.

At the moment when it is about to be blocked by an iceberg.

The silver needles that were originally gathered together and shot out, exploded in an instant!

The silver needles all over the sky are like flowers scattered by a goddess, and they turn their angles extremely dexterously, bypassing the iceberg blocking the front, like hundreds of swimming fish bypassing the reef.

"This……"

Old Master Chun suddenly widened his eyes and looked at these silver needles coming from all directions in disbelief.

Does this even turn around?

But too late to think about it.

"puff!"

"puff!"

"puff!"

Dozens of silver needles were directly nailed into his body, and the sharp edge that condensed to a point directly pierced through the icy battle armor that was condensed on the surface of his body in a hurry.

Into the flesh.

after all.

No matter how bad this textile god is, he is still a god of the fourteenth order.

And he, the god of winter, has almost no possibility of blocking the silver needle, which is also wrapped in fourteenth-order divine power, and even completely condensed to a point!

This is an attack method with a click surface!

These dozens of silver needles directly pinned Old Master Chun's body, and each one penetrated deeply into the flesh and blood, preventing the muscles from contracting.

And the remaining more than 400 silver needles.

Accompanied by the rapidly bending fingers of the beautiful woman, incredible curves were drawn in the air, flying around the body of Old Man Chun like a bullet that could bend.

The beautiful woman's white and flawless fingers are like playing a piano, the angle of each finger is extremely precise, and the speed is so fast that it almost appears a phantom.

God of textiles.

There is no combat power, only clothes.

The god of textiles of the 14th rank has no fighting power, but is only a little faster at making clothes.

Countless spools of spools wrapped with golden silkworms were spinning rapidly behind the beautiful woman.

Under the control of the textile god, those silver needles were like sensitive swimming fish, but in an instant they had circled around Mr. Chun's body tens of thousands of times according to different trajectories, and they contained complex interlinkages.

In an instant, before Mr. Chun broke free of the dozens of silver needles, he had already seen a finely stitched, well-fitting and soft clothes appearing on his body.

It was a long robe woven by hundreds of golden silkworms that had been circled tens of thousands of times.

The golden silk of the silkworm reflects a soft luster in the sun. This robe is as white as gauze, soft in texture, but indestructible, and even with the old man Chun, it looks more and more majestic.

The beautiful woman was sweating coldly on her forehead, but she was extremely satisfied when she looked at the dress.

"Perfect work."

"Guest, are you satisfied with this dress?"

The beautiful woman seemed to be asking, looking at Mr. Chun.

Old Man Chun looked at the clothes that suddenly appeared on his body, and nodded strangely.

Not to mention, this dress is extremely good, almost like it was custom-made for me, it is soft and warm, the texture is like cicada wings, light and translucent, and it fits perfectly with my whole body.

No wonder it can sell tens of millions of Faith Points, this fourteenth-order textile god is indeed extraordinary.

But Mr. Chun didn't understand it a little bit. We are trying our best. You suddenly made me such a dress... It's a little bit generous...

"As long as you are satisfied." The beautiful woman also nodded, with a smile on her face, as if her work had been praised by customers.

But the next moment.

The smile on the beautiful woman's face disappeared instantly.

The ten fingers wrapped around the golden silk of the silkworm suddenly pulled back.

"squeak……"

Countless dry tugging sounds came from the clothes, and the hundreds of golden silkworm silk threads that were hooked together were pulled backwards at the same time, and the nodes where the countless silk threads were hooked and tangled made a rubbing sound, and began to move vigorously.

This dress is shrunk visible to the naked eye!

With the pulling of the beautiful woman's fingers, every golden silk of the god silk was instantly tense, and the dress quickly shrank!

【Intermediate Divine Art·Blood Clothes】!

a time.

The clothes that were originally perfect fit were instantly tight, and every thread was like a steel wire, deeply embedded in the flesh and blood of Old Master Chun.

An indestructible perfect garment that instantly becomes an unbreakable bondage.

Heart-piercing pain poured out of Old Master Chun's body.

It was as if every inch of skin was cut by a blade, and as if the whole person was clenched tightly by a huge palm, like an ant about to be crushed to death!

He looked at the clothes on his body that seemed to shrink into a ball.

The old man Chun, who was about to be squeezed into a meat ball, suddenly understood why the proprietress, who had clearly woven a white dress, said that she wanted to sew a red dress for herself.

This will be a terrifying blood garment dyed red with the blood of the gods!