Chapter 85 Ultimate Explosion
This series of dramatic changes seemed long, but in fact it only happened in a few seconds.
Under the firelight, the figure that "born" from behind Zhou Ling was completely revealed in front of Lu Yuan.
It was a man wearing a strange mask.
The middle of the mask bulged outward, like an oversized crow's beak.
The man was filled with a wisp of black mist, like smoke, and like rotten silk blown by the wind...
Zhou Ling threw his whole body on him, and the place where his body touched the black mist showed a tendency to melt like wax.
"Run!"
Zhou Ling yelled, and blue light paths lit up in his combat suit.
The man wearing a strange mask looked down at him, raised the hand with long nails and deformed fingers like bird claws that had pierced Zhou Ling's head before, and gently clasped it on Zhou Ling's face.
Zhou Ling's voice and movements stopped abruptly.
Lu Yuan stared at the man in front of him, and for a moment it seemed that all the blood in his body was frozen.
An unusually cold breath restrained him, making him feel like he was falling into an ice cellar.
Run?!
Where to run?
Can he run away?
Time seemed to be infinitely stretched at this moment.
Countless images and thoughts flashed through Lu Yuan's mind in a thousandth of a second.
Then these thoughts gathered together like light, and gathered into his pupils that suddenly shrank and then suddenly expanded.
The expression on his face quickly returned to being neither sad nor happy, without any fluctuations.
But his body moved quickly.
He stepped between the man and Zhou Ling.
The next moment.
Lu Yuan "buzzed" and the whole person seemed to suddenly expand outward.
The skin and flesh of his whole body swelled rapidly, turning from white to black and red.
The blue veins under the skin and flesh popped up one by one, wriggling like earthworms.
The bones made a creaking sound under the heavy load...
He raised his hand suddenly.
On the two extremely thick arms, the muscles surged violently like waves.
Just like a giant python with wings!
At this moment.
There was only one thought left in Lu Yuan's mind.
Pure and incomparable.
————
Punch.
Punch the man in front of him to death.
Kill him...
Only then can you live!
lv3 [Absolute Concentration], lv1 [Special Strength], lv1 [Flash of Inspiration].
Add points to physique, double the strength, a crane-like punch.
Die for me!
.........
"Puff--"
The strangely long five fingers stabbed into the head of the person in front of him like pinching an orange.
The latter's roar stopped immediately, and the shining light on his body also went out.
The pair of blood-red eyes full of resentment under the mask suddenly flowed with a lot of joy and complacency.
The man has already felt the fragrant and delicious death aura growing rapidly on his opponent.
He sucked and tasted greedily, trying to make up for the huge losses and injuries in the battle just now.
Suddenly.
"Shua——"
A slight sound of breaking through the air sounded in his ears.
The man's expression moved slightly, and then he remembered that there seemed to be a living person on the scene.
But the man was too weak, and he almost ignored it.
Is it the sound of fear and trembling made by the ants before they die when they feel the approach of death?
The man raised his head casually, wanting to see what the ant looked like now.
It must be a very interesting picture for him.
But just as he adjusted his sight, the man's pupils suddenly contracted...
"Bang!"
A dull loud noise.
The ferocious arm as thick as a giant python hit the man's face fiercely.
The bulge of the mask was directly replaced by a fist, and the huge fist with blue veins almost half sank into the man's face.
The man was knocked back by this punch.
Because he was tightly entangled by the corpse, he did not fall down.
His head just made a huge bend backwards.
The bones in his neck also made a very crisp "crack" sound.
The fist was thrown out and then quickly retracted, and the protruding fist surface brought some dark red sticky liquid on the man's completely sunken face.
The second punch followed.
"Bang!"
"Crack, crack--"
This punch hit the man's chest and also sank deeply.
The man was slightly lifted off the ground by this punch.
A huge bulge appeared on his back.
At this time, the black air on his body seemed to be surging, but unfortunately...
"Bang!"
Before it could become anything, it collapsed like a piece of rotten cotton wool under the bombardment of the third punch.
Then the fourth punch, the fifth punch, the sixth punch...
........
"Bang bang bang bang..."
Lu Yuan's originally handsome face was now full of bulging muscles and veins, looking extremely ferocious.
He had grown a size bigger.
His two arms, as thick as giant pythons, kept swinging out, hitting the masked man in front of him again and again.
Almost leaving afterimages in the air.
Warm liquid kept splashing on his face.
It might have come from his burst blood vessels.
It might also have come from the masked man.
He seemed to be tireless and painless, like a punching machine running at maximum output power...
Lu Yuan didn't know how many punches he had thrown.
Until he was forced to withdraw from the state of [absolute concentration].
Then he felt that his arms were so heavy that they didn't belong to him at all, and he could hardly lift them.
"Hu——"
He opened his mouth and exhaled a long and hot breath.
As he exhaled this breath, his whole body seemed to have lost air and shrank rapidly.
At this time, Lu Yuan's whole body was "broken", and there were countless gaps of different sizes.
There were even white tendons on his arms.
The intense pain swept over his body like a tide.
"Huchi——Huchi——"
Lu Yuan trembled and slowly supported his hands on his knees.
He watched streams of blood mixed with sweat flow down his skin and muscles.
In the blink of an eye, a small pool of light red water stains accumulated under his body.
It was unknown how long this process lasted.
Lu Yuan finally felt that he was getting better.
Perhaps it was because he had added 1 point of physical fitness and his physical fitness reached 13.
The blood from the shocking and horrible wounds on his body stopped bleeding soon.
Fortunately, his arms could still move.
Lu Yuan slowly straightened up, and only then did he have time to check the result of his ultimate explosion.
It was indeed an ultimate explosion.
Since practicing martial arts, Lu Yuan has never "sacrificed his life" to attack an opponent with all his strength like he did just now.
He frantically squeezed every bit of strength and potential in his body.
Even if there was a steel wall in front of him... it should have been smashed long ago.
.......
"Should be... dead."
Lu Yuan stood in front of a pile of broken limbs and flesh, resisting the urge to vomit, and gently poked the bloody mess with his feet.
Until he saw several bone fragments that were obviously belonging to the head.
He was relieved, and was sure that the masked man of the Crow God Cult was completely dead.
This guy was really inhuman.
The arms and legs that were still well preserved looked like huge bird claws, and there were even some fragmented black feathers.
Lu Yuan almost thought that he had killed a strange bird.
"Zhou Ling..."
When Lu Yuan reacted and found Zhou Ling a few meters away, his expression suddenly became complicated.
Zhou Ling was dead.
The skin and flesh on his face had all fallen off like rot, leaving only a metal skull that was almost completely exposed, with a silver-gray luster and several deep holes on it.
Naturally, there was no pulse or heartbeat.
Lu Yuan found the blue medicine syringe that had just been injected into several Yellow Bear members on the ground.
He held it in his hand and shook it hard, enduring the pain.
He finally shook off a few drops of residual blue liquid from the wall of the tube, but he didn't know if it would work, so he could only randomly inject it into Zhou Ling's cold arm.
"Can a cyborg be saved after dying like this?"
After doing all this, Lu Yuan sat on the ground and stared blankly at Zhou Ling, who died miserably, thinking to himself.
"Maybe."