Chapter 707 Fangs
Chapter 707 Fangs IX
The slap was loud.
Mihaylo, known as the ‘Lady of Pain’, was stunned.
The lady stared blankly at Melinda, who walked out with the smoke, and subconsciously asked back -
"How dare you hit me?"
Melinda, who was holding a pipe, did not answer at all, but pulled it back with her backhand.
Although the ‘Lady of Pain’ was stunned by the sudden slap, she reacted when facing the second slap.
The ‘Lady of Pain’ took a step back, raised her upper body, and tried to dodge.
But, she didn't dodge.
Although Melinda's backhand slap was not as sudden as before, it was several times faster, and the fingertips trembled slightly, with a hissing sound.
It was obvious that it contained extremely advanced swordsmanship skills.
Snap!
Crisp!
With a sound even crisper than before, Mihaylo was directly convulsed, and his body rolled sideways in the air and flew out.
As we all know -
Slapping with a forehand is a relief.
And slapping with a backhand?
Not only does it relieve anger, but it can also humiliate the opponent.
If you complete a set of two slaps with a forehand and a backhand in a row, you can achieve the purpose of critical humiliation.
This 'Lady of Pain' felt endless humiliation at this moment.
Since she and she became Him and were honored as the 'Lady of Pain', she has never encountered such humiliation again.
Not to mention slapping.
Looking directly at Him would be regarded as blasphemy.
Slightly excessive words would be regarded as heresy and skinned.
Anger and humiliation mixed together, making this 'Lady of Pain' roar.
"Ah!"
With a roar, the lady exploded directly.
It's not an adjective, but a real explosion--
The opponent's body was like a cut watermelon, with eyes, internal organs mixed with many bones, nerves, and blood vessels rushing in all directions with a roar.
Then, it was caught back by an invisible force.
Melinda saw where the invisible force came from: it was a small tentacle, right at the location of the frontal lobe of the brain of this body.
It kept wriggling, like a maggot.
And after the organs of this body were pulled back, they were completely human.
The legs were swapped left and right, the arms grew on the front and back of the chest, the palms were inserted on the ears, and the eyes were one on the top of the head and the other embedded in the broken wrist.
The most special thing was those bones, which protruded from this body like flowers.
And those internal organs were hung on these bones.
The heart was still beating.
Language or painting could not describe the weirdness of Mihaylo at this moment.
Because words are not enough to describe.
And painting?
Anyone who has seen this picture will be stunned.
And if you really want to paint it...
Crazy!
That painter can only be a madman!
It's not just the visual impact, but also because of the whispers in the ears.
The whispers that make people feel anxious and tormented.
In the end, it will turn into pure pain.
The pain is worse than death!
Only by becoming a madman can you be free from this pain!
Melinda, who has a pipe in her mouth and has a far superior [spirituality] than ordinary people, can hear the whispers in her ears more clearly, but this lady doesn't care at all.
Why is she anxious and tormented?
Mihaylo, who is a hundred times uglier than her, has the face to live, so why should she, who is as beautiful as a flower, be anxious and tormented?
It doesn't exist!
On the contrary, this lady still commented on Mihaylo in front of her.
"Tsk, it's so ugly!
You should be thankful that Arthur didn't see you like this.
Otherwise, Arthur would definitely not be able to eat."
As Melinda spoke, the sparks in her pipe lit up.
The faint herbal smell was mixed with a hint of mint.
But even so, it couldn't cover up the rancid smell.
The smell came from Melinda's right hand.
The right hand that had just slapped Mihaylo twice.
Blue, swollen, and thick.
Quickly, Melinda's right hand began to rot.
"Blasphemer!
Do you think you will be safe?
Accept the punishment!
Your body will suffer, and your soul, I will torture it!"
Mikhail's voice came from his chest.
The muffled voice was indistinguishable from male or female, but it was just uncomfortable.
As her right hand was inconvenient, Melinda changed to her left hand, took off the pipe, and blew a puff of smoke from her mouth and nose.
The smoke was straight, like a knife or a sword.
Then--
Cut!
Puff!
With the sound of a metal sword cutting flesh, Melinda's right hand and forearm fell to the ground, turning into a pool of thick water, corroding the ground of the sewer.
Chi Chi Chi!
With the continuous sound, the ground of the sewer quickly became bumpy.
Mihaylo was obviously stunned.
This 'Lady of Pain' obviously did not expect Melinda to be so decisive.
Then, this 'Lady of Pain' sneered.
"Do you think this is the end?
Our battle has just begun!
And you who lost your right arm, how much combat power do you have left?"
Facing the question of this 'Lady of Pain', Melinda frowned slightly.
Seeing Melinda's appearance, this 'Lady of Pain' immediately laughed.
In the harsh laughter, Malinda slowly shook her head——
"As expected, he is the guy with maggots on his brain. Haven't you noticed any difference until now?"
Malinda's calm words caused the laughter of the 'Ms. Pain' across the street to stop abruptly.
Then, the 'Ms. Pain' found that her right hand and right forearm fell to the ground, and then quickly turned into a puddle of highly corrosive water.
Just like Malinda's right hand and right forearm.
“Voodoo!
You are a witch! "
The 'Lady of Pain' exclaimed, and then the 'Lady of Pain' shouted again.
"impossible!
Even the witch's voodoo power can't hurt me!
I was a witch too, I know it! "
While screaming, Malinda held the pipe in her left hand and raised her middle finger at the 'Lady of Pain'.
"You know shit!
A guy who has been sleeping for so many years and whose body has transformed into a maggot still calls himself a witch?
Do you deserve it? "
"I want to teach you what the witch's elder gift is!
Then, I want to dig out your secrets from your mind! "
The 'Ms. Pain' restrained her sharp laughter and showed interest in her eyes, but Malinda sighed helplessly.
"Arthur, you're right.
It's a pleasure to talk to smart people.
And if you talk to a fool...
What torture!
No!
He is a stupid, arrogant, and outdated god! "
Malinda taunted the other person.
Then, the lady took her pipe in her mouth again, raised her intact left arm, and whispered——
"Holy light!"