Chapter 217: snowman

　　 "Is this a bigfoot?"
　　 Holloway tilted his head and looked at the huge creature in the ashes. The wind blowing from nowhere raised his cloak high.
　　 "The Bigfoot who is active in the American Forest is called the Himalayan Snowman. I heard that it is a wise animal, but unfortunately, it is still an animal. Its willpower is not enough to restrain the symbiote."
　　Su Ming explained to the doctor and walked a few steps to separate Holloway from the symbiote. Although the thing seems to be scared now, it is better to pay attention.
　　Especially the symbiote with super self-healing ability. It can't be killed or killed. If you don't pay attention, it will split and multiply for you.
　　 Su Ming took out the god-killer and turned into a big pot, buckled the symbiote underneath, temporarily ignoring it.
　　 "I saw the legend of this thing in story magazines, I thought it was the creation of a novelist..." Holloway touched his mustache, which was an eye-opener today.
　　 "Art always comes from life." Su Ming exhaled and said lightly.
　　 The snowman who has escaped from the symbiote is not a threat.
　　 To the mage, raising a snowman is like the Maya raising alpaca. Many magic chambers have snowmen for sale, such as the goblin black market or other wizards, because it is very similar to a human body and is a good material for magic experiments.
　　 Even a white magician can experiment on it without any psychological obstacles.
　　 In the original book, the price of a snowman is about 100 frog isolated hearts, or ten drops of tears of the dead, a slightly better magic item can be exchanged for several.
　　Of course, money in human society does not circulate in the magic world, and precious metals such as gold do not work either.
　　 "Some stories say they are docile, some say they are evil and cruel, maybe it can understand people?" Holloway asked in a low voice.
　　 "Then only God knows. It's the first time I have seen you."
　　 Su Ming curled his lips, but he could already think of the snowman's attitude.
　　 It has been imprisoned in Kama Taj for so long. It has been toyed with by various means. Later, it was parasitized by the symbiote, tortured by Su Ming, and its beautiful fur was also blackened. Can you expect it to be happy?
　　 As expected, the snowman gradually gained control of the body. The connection between the brain and nerves was no longer blocked by the symbiont, and it slowly climbed up.
　　 Then...
　　 It touched its with its huge palm...
"Roar!!!!"
　　 red, red blood on his hands! ow!
　　 Then, its bloodshot eyes looked at the two and a piece of red cloth, and its teeth made a creaking sound.
　　 Su Ming turned to look at Holloway, and the doctor was also looking at him.
　　 Hollerway scratched his head, the snowman's roar just now made his scalp a little itchy: "It doesn't look... so friendly."
　　 "It doesn't matter, do you like carpets?" Su Ming asked with a smile, turning his wrists, and the sword of night flung out a circle of beautiful sword flowers.
　　 "I have a Persian rug in my study, which is pretty good... Hey? You want..."
　　 Before I finished speaking, I saw Su Ming and the snowman rushing towards each other quickly. The dust on the ground was stirred up, and the sound of footsteps echoed among the ruins.
"Roar!!!"
　　 "Hahaha!"
　　 The Snowman opened a big palm to Su Ming, as if intending to catch him for a ‘hold sister in his arms to kill’, but Su Ming’s performance knew it was rejection.
　　 A simple and unpretentious sword pierced straight, with the speed of wind and thunder, and it clicked instantly.
Before the big palm touched Su Ming’s shoulder, the pitch-black giant sword plunged straight into the snowman’s head from the lower jaw position. The brain stem and brain were instantly cut in half, and the sharp blade instantly destroyed all vitality. .
"boom!"
　　 The snowman’s huge body crashed to the ground. Su Ming drew back his big sword, shook the blood on it and turned his back, allowing the snowman’s beating heart to send the blood from the wound like a fountain.
　　 "Your carpet has arrived, please sign for it."
　　 Su Ming returned to Holloway, took off his helmet and smoked it. This snowman didn't have the ability to heal himself and dared to blow his hair in front of him, seeking death.
　　 is a bit dirty. If you want to use it as a carpet, you need to find a professional to deal with it.
　　 Holloway sighed: "I almost forgot that you are the owner of Midnight Express. Unfortunately, this primitive style of fur doesn't match my study."
　　 "It's not easy? Go and buy a stone villa near the Rocky Mountains. Use it as a hunting lodge on vacation. Everyone puts out bearskin rugs. You can get a snowman skin directly. Are you still a little excited?
　　 Su Ming took a puff of cigarette fiercely. The powerful lung capacity caused the cigarette to burn to the bottom in one stroke. He dropped the cigarette and put on the mask again.
　　 "Uh..." Holloway didn't know what to say. He bought a house for a carpet, so he didn't have enough money?
　　 "Okay, put the carpet here first, no one will steal it." Su Ming bent over and opened the upside-down golden cauldron, the symbiote curled into a ball inside.
　　 He picked it up, now it is the size of a football, but it's dark.
　　 It is a bit useful for Su Ming.
　　'S most fancy point is that it can increase the host's strength and speed. If it is allowed to parasitize on itself, then its bearing capacity may instantly increase to an exaggerated point.
　　 But its other abilities, Su Ming, are somewhat useless.
　　The self-healing ability is the death knell itself; the defensive ability, the symbiote tabard is not as good as the iconic uniform; the offensive ability is far worse than the two great swords, and may even be inferior to the promethium metal dagger.
　　 The symbiote communicates with the host body through nerve connections, and X metal cannot shield the effects of nerve contact and fusion.
　　The symbiote is likely to instill in Su Ming some ideas of killing evolution, as well as the ideas of its previous hosts, and it may even affect the thinking in battle.
　　 This is the disadvantage. Most of the time, Su Ming relies on his tactical ability to feed his food. It is easier to find the enemy's weakness than to be hard-headed.
　　 However, this symbiote is not a ‘venom’, so don’t worry about the madness of infecting Deadpool, you will know if you have the opportunity to give it a try.
　　 The symbiote seemed to perceive Su Ming's thoughts, and squirmed a few times in his hand, and then gradually turned into a black and yellow color, which looked the same as the color of the iconic uniform.
　　 "It's useless to please me, I will think about it again~EbookFREE.me~You stay in your bag honestly."
　　 Su Ming curled his mouth and stuffed the symbiote into his leg bag. Fortunately, it was a deformable creature, and the carrying equipment could still be stuffed.
　　 I felt that it was very motionless, and only then did he put away the godslayer in his hand.
　　 Normally, this symbiote should be regarded as Kama Taj’s item, but since they had mishandled it and let it run away, and then picked it up by themselves, whoever picked it up went to whom.
　　 Besides, by looking at the color, you know that it is the possession of the death knell. Gu Yi probably wouldn't say anything.
　　 "Strange, why the magic floating cloak has no eyes, but it can feel it staring at me with serious eyes..."
　　 Su Ming felt that his back was fluffy, and he couldn't help but think to himself, but he gave the cloak a Manhattan gem. It should have the consciousness of "eating other people's mouths", right?
　　 So he continued to give orders like an okay person: "Let’s go, doctor, let’s move on."
　　 The doctor nodded. It is right for this dangerous item to be handed over to the death knell. In his opinion, the death knell represents the government, and the mage is a dangerous person, so this alien creature has no doubts about it.
　　 "Okay, but it's better not to meet other monsters. The thing spit at me just now, I feel like I'm on the battlefield."
　　 Su Ming shrugged and looked up at the huge beam of light that could not be far away. The gray energy was still tumbling, making the sky dim.
　　 "Who knows, but exploring the unknown is very exciting, isn't it? It's better than sitting in an office and writing a death report."
"Ha ha......"
　　 Holeway smiled bitterly and shook his head. Just now, in the drool that was as powerful as a bullet, he felt like he was passing death by his shoulders. The excitement was so great that he would leak urine.