Vol 7 Chapter 869: : Magic Gold
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The Dark King
- Ancient Xi
- 1893 characters
- 2021-01-31 10:33:00
what's the situation?
This little thing is a parasitic soul?
Du Di'an had been stunned for a while before he came back. He looked at the little things on his chest. He said that he was a parasitic soul worm. He had only the parasitic worms of the splitter, but he had already died, although the last golden sarcoma. When it appears, the parasitic soul of the splitter is suspected of resurrection, turning into a black mucus-like life, but the feeling given to him is still not a "biological".
Now the sharp edge of the chest ball, in appearance, but there are many differences with the parasitic soul insects, one is a long strip, one is a circle, the change is too big. However, there are similarities between the two, that is, the sharp sharp spikes can be seen with the naked eye.
Is it that the parasitic souls of the splitter are not swallowed by the golden sarcoma? Where did this come from?
Thinking of the golden sarcoma, Du Di'an came back and hurriedly looked at the right arm that was torn open. This look suddenly changed his face, only in the golden sarcoma of the right arm, with pale golden blood, and in the shoulder section. The blood in the room also had a touch of pale gold. He looked around the body again. He almost didn't get angry with the mother. He saw the place where the sharp-edged hair ball climbed, and all had a touch of pale gold.
This pale golden color is mixed in the blood and scattered throughout the chest. However, due to the wide dispersion and the extremely light color, if you don't look carefully, you will not notice it.
Du Di'an couldn't help but move the sharp blade to the ground, cut out a gully, and his face was ugly to the extreme. The reason why he hurriedly cut his right arm was that he worried that the golden sarcoma would spread into the body, but he did not expect it to spread out.
He was angry and looked at the sharp ball of the chest. He felt that it was a scourge. He didn't notice where the thing came from, but the traces of pale gold left by the crawling place are enough to show that it is from gold. In the sarcoma, although I don't know how this golden sarcoma will breed such a thing, but its source alone, it is extremely dangerous!
The most annoying thing is that he feels that he has been cheated by this golden sarcoma.
This thing was frozen by the right arm, and it actually gave birth to something like a parasitic worm, and let it unconsciously drill into his body.
You know, from time to time, he will look at the situation of the right arm from time to time, but he did not see any abnormalities. Until now, he did not know that the sharp-edged hairball was already drilled from the golden sarcoma and lurking in the body. Or, I just smashed the gap that I had torn when I broke my right arm. I took the opportunity to climb into my body. However, no matter what, he is not in the mood.
Let's not talk about the problem of the sharp-edged hairball. It is the pale gold material scattered in the blood of the body. He doesn't know how to deal with it.
To say that before the integration of golden sarcoma, you can also find a way to cut it out, but now it is scattered throughout the body, how to clean it out?
If it is not cleaned, will this thing multiply? Will it grow stronger?
At this moment, even Du Di'an himself felt that he was already a dead person. He was invaded by unknown sources, but he could not resist. This feeling made him feel wrong and helpless. Even when he faced a strong enemy, he was not so entangled. Depressed, even if the enemy beats him several times, he can still run, can not escape, can hide, the husband can bend and stretch, forbearing for a while, but now the crisis is invading the body, hiding can not hide, to solve and no way to start , can only wait, wait for the kind of death.
I thought that there were so many difficulties in the past, so many people were solved and dried up by themselves. I didn’t expect it to be lost in the hands of a little-known little thing, which made him feel a little funny, but thought of similar examples in history. No, no, my heart is more bitter, and there are heroes who have won the battle, but they have accidentally fallen to the horse. There are wealthy businessmen who are rich in the enemy, but they have got an incurable disease. Is this life?
Du Di'an is so pessimistic that there is no reason. The feeling that the golden sarcoma gave him when he rushed to the brain is still fresh in his memory. The horror that seems to be captured consciousness will not be forgotten even after ten years and centuries. This golden sarcoma has differentiated and returned to the body again. Maybe it will grow up again soon, and it will once again invade the brain. When he can no longer resist, he will resist it all the time, and it is very difficult to resist this kind of thing. Things are mixed into the blood, and I can't stop myself.
It is impossible to stop the blood supply to the brain. In that case, it is estimated that within a quarter of an hour, the brain will die.
Depressed for a long time, the pain from the right shoulder, let Du Di'an return to God again, he just rang the right arm was torn, not completely cut off, the wound was terrible, did not have time to dress the wound, just soaked the small half Days, he smiled a bit, looked at his right arm, pumped his mouth, and finally recovered the sharp edge of the thorn inside, lifted his right arm back, applied the healing medicine on his wound, and then used the gauze of the small clinic. Wrap it up.
Nowadays, it is meaningless to continue to cut off the right arm. The previous right arm can also isolate the golden sarcoma. Now the material of the golden sarcoma has flowed into the body, and there is also a small thing that is unknown. If you can take him Life is enough.
However, he left his right arm, but he did not give up on himself, gave up treatment, but thought of another possibility, or a glimmer of hope.
"The ice of the right arm can freeze the golden sarcoma. When this thing is to be gathered again in the future, if you want to invade the brain, you can count on the ice to stop it." Du Di'an has a hint of hope, if it will be iced. Extending to the neck, even if the golden material in the body gathers again, it can block the way it invades the brain, but in this way, it is inevitable to absorb the cold crystal again.
It is not a problem to absorb cold crystals, but today, he is not a fear mark, but a split.
At the beginning, the fear mark was able to directly absorb the cold crystal to strengthen the body. As a result, the fear mark was not able to completely digest the side effects in the cold crystal, causing his right arm to become iced and almost abolished.
Nowadays, there is no fear of dyeing the magic mark, and directly absorbing the cold crystal, most of them will make a big deal.
But if you replace the magic mark with a fearful person, let's not say that the body will be weak, and it is still another matter whether there is fear in the giant wall.
Thinking of these problems, Du Di'an had a headache. He applied a cure to the wound on his right shoulder and looked at his chest. The little thing curled up inside and it was very safe.
He reached out and touched it, but under the soft skin, it was very blunt, and the little things were poked a few times by him, and there was no reaction.
Du Di'an was in thoughts. After thinking for a long time, there was still no result. He sighed in his heart. He just got up, but he saw his own reflection in the moonlight. Several sharp edges swayed behind him. He stunned, and he remembered that he was still split. The state of the demon body, that is to say, the magic of his own splitter does not expire! However, the chest is clearly occupied by this little thing, how can it not respond?
There was a doubt in his eyes, he thought about it, untied the demon body, and then took the knife of the splitter and entered the demon body again.
The sword melted and covered the whole body. This time, Du Di'an saw the little things on his chest. When the sword melted, the little things trembled a little. After a while, his body was stabilized.
Du Dian looked down and found that the body did not change much. Through the moonlight reflection, the shape of the back could be seen to be consistent with the previous one. When he was suspicious, the limbs of the back fell on the side of the ground, and Du Di'an had a glimpse of the light and suddenly changed color. I saw a touch of pale gold at the front and edge of the sharp edge.
"So fast, this golden matter spread to the devil?" Du Di'an felt the vibration, the speed of this diffusion is too fast, he did not know, and the golden matter can spread to the limbs of the back, Explain that you have to invade your own brain without any effort!
When he thought about it, he was half-hearted in his heart. You must know that at this moment, his brain is still in a state of blood supply, and the golden matter that is scattered in the body must be mixed into a tiny part of the blood into the brain, and he cannot detect it at all. It is also difficult to distinguish through perspective. After all, perspective does not mean that microbes can be seen.
Du Di'an stiffened for a moment, slowly coming back to God, watching the body's diffuse pale gold material everywhere, and asking himself, is this thing so clever, knowing the lurking and wolf tactics? You know, this thing can only be a thing similar to bacteria. Too big to say, it is just a parasite. Is there such a superb deceitful mind?
Thinking of this, he got some comfort in his heart, no matter what, he didn't feel anything different now.
Speaking of the same, he felt a move in his heart, and quickly felt the body. He could only feel very limited by the static movement. He looked at it for a while and rushed up in the place. He was generally seriously ill and could not exercise. Du Di'an also wants to see if he will have any symptoms in his body during strenuous exercise, so as not to burst into the battle, he can't catch himself.
I want to think about it, but when it was just a sport, Du Dian changed his face.