Vol 7 Chapter 1581: put one's oar in
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My Cell Prison
- Yellow Shirt Fatty
- 1326 characters
- 2021-06-08 12:29:03
With the arrival of the fourth team [Stomach Palace].
The giant Ymir's body began to change, his exposed tongue was retracting, and his mouth began to slowly close.
at this time.
Two figures are galloping along the maze of corpses.
Step on the sheep's hoof,
The graceful posture leapt in the air, before the mouth was closed, a forward roll jumped into it.
"Kit, hurry up!"
"Ah...oh~"
Kitt's speed is obviously not as fast as Sally.
Seeing that the mouth is closed and the gap between the teeth is filled, I can't get in at all... Hey! Suddenly something fell.
Kitt who secretes foul-smelling mucus all over his body,
As if applying lubricant, the nostrils covered with festering tissue drilled in and fell directly behind Sally.
Huh~ Even Sally who lives in the Black Forest is a bit disgusted.
Kitt didn't care, he licked his whole body cleanly with his tongue.
now.
The giant Ymir's mouth has been completely closed, and the entire head is retracted into the body due to the characteristics of the ‘tortoise’, and all the entrances to the body are closed.
When Kit was licking the dirt on his body, he also licked the rotten tongue by the way, and unexpectedly got some information.
"The smell of other individuals remains here, too dense to distinguish...Since we didn't find Boss Green and the others in the center of the maze, it must be here."
"Then hurry up!"
The two accelerated their pace and circled up along the esophagus.
When the two stepped into the stomach palace, even the esophagus was closed.
Gee!
When Aslan noticed the two entering the arena, his squinted eyes opened slightly, a little uncomfortable.
At the same time, the entrance was closed with all the staff present.
When Sally and Kit jumped onto the viewing platform and returned to the team.
[Stomach Palace] began to tremble slightly, and wisps of rotten flesh and blood accumulated in the center of the venue, slowly condensing a plump body and full of hair.
It represents a period of consciousness preserved by Ymir before his death, where outsiders who are qualified to inherit the treasures left by her will be selected.
"A total of 21 foreigners who are not affected by Eitr are concentrated in my stomach. Next, through a full-scale melee, the only survivor will be selected to accept my treasure."
Hear this.
The eyes of all the people on the scene became unsightly. They all came here in a small team, but they didn't want to kill even their teammates.
Moreover, the melee mode is a bit wrong, there are two teams here but from the same world.
When someone wants to give an opinion, Ymir's legacy is like a fixed procedure that does not listen to any opinions, and will not change the rules at all.
"Next, let the melee..."
Tick~
Suddenly, some liquid entered the stomach palace, and at the same time it carried an indescribable strong breath.
A drop of white liquid full of vitality happened to fall on top of Ymir's head in this conscious remnant body.
The words stopped abruptly,
When she reached out to touch the liquid above her head, a primitive fear was immediately aroused.
"How... possible!? How could the venom enter my body cavity and come here... No! This thickness is even more pure than the original liquid on the top of the mountain, what is it!?"
When she looked up, a white figure quickly descended.
Snap!
The flesh that carried the remnants of Ymir's consciousness was directly crushed by the powerful invading mysterious man.
Grab it
The scattered pieces of meat directly gathered in the palm of the mysterious man, condensing a "Giant Key" symbolizing Ymir, and even consciousness was sealed in it.
"Excuse me, let me interrupt in the middle...
In the testing phase of the game, it was not considered that so many people would arrive at the "Giant Forbidden Zone" simultaneously. The original rules were a little inappropriate.
Next, I will re-establish the game rules,
Take the team as a unit to compete fairly and reasonably for the ownership of the "ultimate treasure". "
The man who smashed the first-generation giant to pieces and imprisoned his consciousness with one kick caused the people present to be stunned, and even Pope couldn't perceive any information.
The eyes and pupils of the stars are all unknown white.
Only Han Dong knew who this person was... When he saw this person, Han Dong instantly understood the nature of this game and what it was all about.
Ladybug games,
Black Tower Design Department,
And included in the game, the [Eitr] liquid that stimulates the growth and formation of everything.
Everything is directly related to Mr. M.
Isn’t the effect of this liquid similar to Mr. M’s body fluid?
It's just that, because some of the original liquid secreted into the game is not under the direct control of Mr. M, it willfully stimulates the substance, causing them to undergo irregular derivation and unrestricted growth at the material level, directly creating [Infinite City].
we can even say,
Mr. M just spit out a puddle of saliva at will, creating the main heart of the game and deriving the related giant system.
As for the [Ladybug Foundation] as one of the design department of the Dark Tower, it is also under the command of Mr. M.
"This!"
The moment Han Dong got through his thoughts, he was shocked.
Sally who posted aside noticed the change in Han Dong's expression, and asked softly, "Nicholas, do you know this person?"
Han Dong didn't answer directly, but gently hugged Sally's thin waist and inserted her tentacles into her body... through seemingly normal physical contact, a consciousness transmission was established.
"Sally, this is the important person I mentioned in the Black Forest who can help [Mother] repair his injuries. 』
"what! 』
Hearing Sally here almost jumped up on the spot, fortunately, Han Dong was hugged tightly.
"Sally, you don't need to pay attention to anything, just pay attention to the game.
As for the problems [Mother] repaired, I will discuss with this person in detail afterwards. 』
"…it is good. 』
Sally naturally also thought that the Eitr liquid secreted by the mysterious person in front of her...extremely weak content can form an outrageous vitality environment like Infinite City.
Just like Han Dong said, if you can get a lot of this kind of liquid, maybe it can really repair your mother's injury.
She also secretly made up her mind to win the next game.
Currently, Mr. M, standing in the center of the venue, does not pay any attention to Han Dongtou and treats everyone equally.
"Dear strong teams from different worlds, please listen to the rules of the game temporarily drawn up by me.
[The first stage-personal confrontation]
You need to send a squad member to conduct a ‘four-player battle’, and the winner will advance to the final treasure competition.
There will be five rounds of this competition, and a total of five advancers will be selected.
Considering that everyone is the pride of the world,
Except for dead and out, contestants can give up on their own during the game, or the team that is watching the game can decide to abstain.
Once you give up, UU reading www.uukanshu.com I will provide protection as quickly as possible to ensure the safety of your lives. "
Mr. M pointed to the onmyoji team that arrived at the stomach palace last, "will dispatch personnel for the first game according to the order in which the team came to the stomach palace."
In this way, it's good to be in a hurry.
As the first team to come here, Han Dong can wait until the end before deciding who to play, so that he can take a good look.
"Boss, shall I first... They are so strong, I can't help it!"
With his tongue hanging out of his mouth, Dongye kept dripping saliva from his excitement, and desperately wanted to play.
"Dongye, you stay at the end!
The first game asked Agui to try the depth, and the guys who can come here can order it and it's not easy. "
The young man called "A Ghost", pressed the weird saber around his waist with one hand, and clasped the Prajna mask with the other... When the soles of the feet turned 90°, they flashed directly from the viewing platform to the center of the venue.