The Dark King
879 Demon Gold
what's the situation?
Is this little thing a parasitic soul bug?
Du Di'an was stunned for a while before he recovered. He looked at the small thing on his chest stunnedly. If it was a parasitic soul, he only had the parasitic soul of the cleaver in his body, but he had already died. Although it was the last golden sarcoma When it appeared, the parasitic soul of the Ripper was suspected of being resurrected and turned into a black slime-like living body, but it still gave him the feeling that it could not be regarded as a "creature".
However, the sharp-edged hairballs on the chest now have many differences in appearance from the splitter parasitic soul insects. One is long and the other is round, which changes too much.However, there are some similarities between the two, that is, the sharp edges of the blades can be seen with the naked eye.
But, isn't the Ripper parasitic soul swallowed by golden sarcoma?Where did this come from?
Thinking of the golden sarcoma, Du Dean recovered and hurriedly looked at the torn right arm. His face suddenly changed greatly. I saw light golden blood pouring out of the golden sarcoma on the right arm. In addition, he cut on the shoulder. There was also a touch of pale gold in the blood, and he looked around the body, almost scolding his mother, and saw that the place where the sharp-edged ball crawled, all had a touch of pale gold.
The pale gold was mixed in the blood and scattered all over the chest, but due to the wide dispersion and the extremely light color, it could not be noticed if you didn't look carefully.
Du Di'an couldn't help shaking his blade and struck the ground to make a gully. His face was so ugly that he cut off his right arm in such a hurry. He was worried that the golden sarcoma had spread into the body, but he did not expect it to spread out.
He was annoyed in his heart, looking at the sharp hair ball on his chest, and he felt that this was a scourge. He had not noticed where this thing came from before, but the pale gold trace left by the place where it crawled was enough to show that it was from gold The sarcoma, although I don’t know how this golden sarcoma breeds such a thing, but its origin is extremely dangerous!
The most annoying thing is that he felt cheated by this golden sarcoma.
This thing was obviously frozen by the right arm, and it actually spawned something similar to a parasitic soul bug silently, and it also made him deliberately burrow into his body.
You know, from time to time, he will look at the situation of his right arm from time to time, but he didn’t see any abnormalities. Until now, he didn’t know that this sharp-edged hair ball had long been drilled from the golden sarcoma and was lurking in the body. Yes, he just took advantage of the gap that was torn when he cut his right arm, and took the opportunity to crawl into his body, but no matter what, he is not in a deep mood now.
Not to mention the problem of sharp-edged hairballs, he just didn't know how to deal with the light golden material scattered into the blood in the body.
If we had previously gathered golden sarcomas, we could still find a way to cut them out, but now they are scattered all over the body. How can we clean them out?
If it is not cleaned, will this thing multiply?Will it grow stronger?
At this moment, even Du Dean himself felt that he was already a dead man, and his body was invaded by something of unknown origin, but he could not resist. This feeling made him suffocated and helpless, even when he had faced a strong enemy before, he had not been so entangled. Depressed, even if the enemy beats him several times, he can still run but can’t run, he can hide, his elder husband can bend and stretch, he has nothing to endure for a while, but now the crisis has invaded the body, he can’t hide, he can’t do anything to solve it , Can only wait, wait for the dead.
Thinking of so many difficulties in the past, so many characters have been solved and destroyed by myself, but now I have lost to the hands of a little-known thing, which makes him feel a little funny, but I think of similar examples in history. It’s not that there is more bitterness in the heart. The famous generals who have great military achievements, but they accidentally fell dead on horseback. There are profitable merchants who are rich in the enemy country, but they have an incurable disease. Is this life?
Du Di'an's pessimism is not without reason. The previous feeling of golden sarcoma when he rushed to the brain is still fresh in his memory. The horror that seems to be taken away from consciousness will not be forgotten even after another ten years. Now This golden sarcoma differentiated and returned to the body again. Maybe it will grow up again soon, and it will invade the brain again. Then he will have no energy to resist at all times, and it is difficult to resist this kind of thing. Things are mixed into the blood, and I can't stop it if I want to stop it.
You can't stop supplying blood to the brain. In that case, it is estimated that within a quarter of an hour, you will die of your brain.
Depressed for a long time, the pain from his right shoulder made Du Dean recover again, and then he heard that his right arm was torn, not cut completely, the wound was terrible, and there was no time to wrap the wound, so it was so dry. God, with a wry smile, looked at his right arm, and the corner of his mouth twitched. Finally, he withdrew the sharp blade stabbed in it, lifted his right arm back, applied his own healing medicine to the wound, and then used gauze from the small clinic Bandage up.
To this day, it doesn't make sense to continue to cut off the right arm. Previously, the right arm was cut off to isolate the golden sarcoma. Now the material of the golden sarcoma has flowed into the body, and there is also an unknown little thing. If you can take him Life is enough for these.
However, he left his right arm, instead of violently giving up and giving up treatment, but thinking of another possibility, or a silver lining.
"The icing on the right arm can freeze the golden sarcoma. When this thing is gathered in the future, if you want to invade the brain, you can count on the icing to block it." Du Di'an had a hint of hope in his heart. Extending to the neck, even if the golden material in the body gathers again, it can block its way of invading the brain, but in this way, it is inevitable to absorb the cold crystal again.
It is not a problem to absorb cold crystals alone, but nowadays, he is not the scar of the dyer, but the cleaver.
At first, the scar of the scarred dyer could directly absorb the cold crystal to strengthen his physique. As a result, the scar of the scarred dyer could not fully digest the side effects in the cold crystal, causing his right arm to freeze and almost disappear.
Now that there is no fear of harmonizing the magic marks of the dyer, and directly absorbing the cold crystals, most things will happen.
But if the magic marks are replaced with dye-dreaders, let's not say that the physique will be weakened. Whether there is a dye-dreader in this giant wall is another matter.
Thinking of these problems, Du Dean had a headache. He applied a healing drug to the wound on his right shoulder and looked at his chest again. The small thing curled up inside and was very peaceful.
He reached out and touched it, but it was stiff under the soft skin, and the small thing was poked a few times by him, and there was no response.
Du Dean fell into thought, thinking for a long time, still no result, he sighed in his heart, just about to get up, but saw his reflection in the moonlight, several blades swaying in the back, he froze for a moment, then remembered that he was still split The state of the devil's body, that is to say, his own ripper's magic mark has not failed!However, why is this little thing dominated the magpie's nest?
There was a trace of doubt in his eyes. After thinking about it, he unlocked the demon body, and then held the ripper's sword and entered the demon body again.
The War Blade melted and covered the whole body. This time, Du Di'an saw the small thing on his chest tremble slightly as the War Blade melted. After a while, his demon body became stable.
Du Dean looked down and found that there was not much change in his body. Through the moonlight reflection, he could also see that the shape of his back was the same as before. When he was suspicious, the sharp edge of his back fell on the ground next to him. Du Dian looked at it and suddenly changed color. I saw a touch of pale gold at the front and edge of the sharp blade.
"So quickly, this golden substance has spread to the demon?" Du Di'an shook his heart. The rate of diffusion was too fast, he didn't know it, and the golden substance could spread to the bladed limbs of the back, Explain that it is effortless to invade your brain!
With such a thought, his heart was half cold. You should know that at this moment, his brain is still in the state of blood supply, and the golden material wandering in the body must be mixed into a very small part of the blood to the brain, and he can’t even detect it. It is also difficult to distinguish through perspective, after all, perspective does not mean that microorganisms can be seen clearly.
Du Dean stiffened for a moment, and slowly recovered, looking at the light golden material spreading around the body, and asked himself, is this thing so smart, knowing the lurking and wolf tactics?You know, this thing is just a thing similar to bacteria. In the larger, it is just a parasite. Is there such a superb cunning mind?
Thinking of this, he felt a little comfort in his heart, but he didn't feel any different now.
Speaking of strange things, he moved his heart and quickly felt his body. He could only feel it by looking at it statically, and he could feel very limited. He watched for a while and ran in the same place. Generally, he was seriously ill and could not exercise. Du Di'an also wanted to see if he would experience any symptoms in his body during strenuous exercise, so as not to be caught off guard during a fight.
Think about it, Du Di'an's face changed as soon as he started to exercise.