Chapter 2624: Intensive Ink

Some people say: put it to death and live afterwards.
This is true.
There is no way to avoid, no way to retreat, the horned snake, which has reached the desperate situation, suddenly roared up to the sky, and the huge sharp corner between the eyes was full of electric arcs, and the thick electric arc cracked and cracked. It fell on the sand, exploding fist-sized pits.
Along with the sharp increase in the amount of arcs and the qualitatively stronger, the horned snake's body has also undergone tremendous changes. Between the fine scales, gaps suddenly opened up, and each gap has the thickness of a little finger. At the same time, there is a small amount Blood flows out.
However, the color of the fresh blood is not fresh, the color is slightly darker, and emits a foul smell.
I was dumbfounded, and couldn't help asking Odachi: "What's the situation? Is it blew up?"
Odachi pondered for a moment, and said in a deep voice: "It's not like exploding, but it means shedding a bit."
"Shedding? Could it be that... it evolved?"
Odachi was silent for a few seconds, with an unusually solemn tone: "It seems...yes."
The brows trembled slightly, making me a little dazed.
In these days after becoming an adventurer, I have heard of monsters fighting to the death before they die, and in these days after becoming an adventurer, I have heard of monsters fighting hard before their deaths, and then transformed into an elite monster, and lied. Huh, kill the team that chased it.
This story was initially used as an after-hours talk, or it was used to educate children to keep a clear head when fighting monsters in the future, even if the monster is on the verge of death, it is an absolutely inadvertent fable.
However, I have seen it today, and I just knew that this story, no, this fable is not just a fairy tale compiled by adults, but a real one.
Accompanied by a low roar that stimulated both ears, the horned snake's khaki scales suddenly shattered, turning into a large piece of broken snake skin, sliding to the ground, the smooth scales, still under the light, glowing with a faint golden light.
The earth-yellow horned snake standing in front of it finally ceased to be earth-yellow, but turned into a golden color—gold-like color!
It looked thicker and had sharper horns at the tip, glowing with faint blue light, surrounded by strands of light blue arcs, crackling.
Inexplicably, I felt a trace of heart palpitations-it might hurt me!
In the next second, the thick tail that resembled the trunk of a giant tree, threw it over without warning, I subconsciously raised my arm to resist, and suddenly felt a huge force coming from my arm, and then I couldn't be shot and flew out by myself. .
Being in mid-air, drawing an arc, I am anxious to become wise, adjusted my posture, and when I was about to fall, I stabilized my pace, landed steadily on the sand, and subconsciously glanced at the guard.
"Fortunately, fortunately, there is no dent."
I rejoiced.
"This thing is made of meteorite iron. Its toughness and hardness are comparable to fine gold. Only when it is deflated will there be ghosts."
Odachi vomited.
"I just use this emotion to express an affirmation of the strength of the evolved horned snake."
I tried to defend.
"Ha, ha, ha" Odachi laughed three times without emotion: "Don't make me laugh, okay, you're just a supporter, you just forgot to chase after victory, don't describe yourself as a testimony to the strength of elite horned snakes Human-like."
"I have witnessed its strength!" Fucked my brows, I retorted: "And just now, did you just talk in dreams, or did the golden snake skin of the horned snake blind your eyes?"
After a pause, I continued to vomit: "Sorry, I forgot. The knife has no eyes..."
"Of course the sword does not have eyes, but you do, but your eyes are used for wool?" Taidachi sneered: "Just say now, do you see the tail drawn by the elite horned snake?"
"what?"
I was stunned for a moment, only to feel that the right side of the body was concentrated with heavy power, and half of the body was so painful that it was numb, and I spun off.
The difficulty of being flown this time was exceptionally great. My body was continuously rotating with a symmetrical line as its axis.
You ask me how do I know that it is a uniformly accelerated rotation motion?
Very simple, feel and visual.
Uniform acceleration is felt, while rotation motion is visually seen.
In my field of vision, the world is spinning and spinning at a uniform speed. It spins very fast and feels a little vomiting, but I have to hold back it. I must not vomit casually, because once I vomit, I will change from a uniformly accelerated rotation motion to Evenly accelerate the rotation of the shower head.
This is a desert. No matter how even I spread the vomit and how wide the spreading area is, it will not become a fertilizer that moisturizes the soil, and provides necessary nutrients to the seeds and shoots waiting to be fed.
It will only experience exposure to light, wind, and then turn into air-dried vomit, and finally turn into vast yellow sand.
Although I know that the only things in my stomach are dry bread to be digested, a few slices of fresh vegetables, and a few slices of ham, but these things ensure the nutrition and energy for most of my exercise for the next half of the day, and I can vomit. Exhaust them, try to let them stay in my stomach as much as possible, and provide me with more motivation.
Thinking of this, I got serious and controlled my physiology with absolutely strong willpower to curb the urge to vomit.
After a fierce battle, my willpower was completely defeated.
So from this day on, the residents of Moonlight City gave me a more cordial nickname—the vomit shower with uniformly accelerated rotation.
Let's get back to business.
After I landed, no one dared to set foot within ten meters. Even the Phoenix, who loved me most, just stood ten meters away and cast me worried and concerned eyes.
After spitting, I shivered and took out a dozen tissues from my arms, took out one, wiped the corners of my mouth, and then looked around, huh, it's so spectacular!
Within ten meters of the horned snake reaching me, there was an impressive road made of vomit!
Although this avenue does not look pleasing to the eye, but! It is made up of my lunch and undigested breakfast!
It can be said that its existence has an inseparable relationship with me and symbolizes the source of my strength...
When I was doing my best to describe the vomit that I squirted in as high a language as possible, the elite horned snake roared towards me.
It smashed through layers of vomit without evasiveness, and shocked the surrounding adventurers inhaling air-conditioning, which also scared me to death.
"Ahhhhh! Don't come over! Don't come over!"
At this moment, the entire twenty-fourth floor resounded through my sorrow.
I believe that after this battle, even if it is another thousand or eight hundred years, when people mention the first foreign elder of Moonlight City, they can't help but talk about this past, either as an anecdote, as a joke, or as a piece of sadness. s story.
It can be said that because of today's accident, I left a strong and colorful stroke in the history books of Moonlight City.
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