v4 Chapter 45： Headless Ethereal

Su Changxing got the power of fire from Antuen, the God of Fear and Hunger and Brilliant Flowers, and the flames can purify filth to a certain extent.

The power of fire is one of the foundations of this world, divided into small fire, medium fire, large fire, and raging fire.

After hunting more than a dozen of these mice, Su Changxing can exchange the power of Zhonghuo with Roshan.

He has the power of fire, but he can't release it frequently. After each release, it takes a certain amount of time to accumulate the temperature of fire from this world.

The power of the fire is also unquestionable, easily burning most of the meat mountain, it is definitely a power that can purify the filth.

After getting away from the big pit, the ground gradually became dirty, and Su Changxing could feel that there were more tiny lives active in the nearby sewers, which were not so clean compared to the area around the big pit.

There was a rattling sound.

A large group of small mice ran towards them along the sewer, some ran behind them, and some attacked them.

Although these little mice are small in size and weak in vitality, they are not weak in aggressiveness.

Cui Jia brandished the chainsaw knife in his hand, and beheaded more than a dozen small mice with a few cuts, and more than ten wounds were bitten on his arms and abdomen.

These wounds are obviously insignificant to him, but they are still a headache, the number of these rats is simply too much.

A flame appeared in Su Changxing's hand, and he threw it forward, covering the entire sewer channel, but these little mice still passed through the flame desperately, sprinting past them, as if something terrifying was chasing them, and became Hundreds of mice died, and a small number escaped.

After the group of mice ran past, the flames were basically extinguished. A white phantom appeared at the end of the sewer and crawled up from the ground. It had no head, its chest was pierced by several long hairs, and it was half kneeling on the ground.

This scene seems familiar.

Su Changxing realized that there was such a statue in the palace of the Helu people, the difference was that it had no head.

He was sure that the other parts were exactly the same, including the invisible sense of oppression, which was breathless and almost suffocating.

The white phantom slowly stood up from the ground, as if blood flowed from the wound on his body and dripped onto the ground.

"Not reconciled, not reconciled."

A roar came suddenly, and with a gust of violent wind, it blew through the sewer.

Su Changxing's eyelids twitched, and he said in a low voice, "Back."

The sense of oppression this thing brought to him was too strong for them to be invincible, at least for creatures above Tier 4.

The two of them stepped back step by step, but they were afraid of alarming this unknown creature.

The headless phantom took two steps in their direction, and then stopped following. Instead, it passed through the wall and walked up, as if walking on a staircase out of thin air, and gradually disappeared into the wall.

Not long after.

There was a violent vibration directly above, and it seemed that a large number of houses had collapsed.

…

"Someone released the imaginary spirit of the ancient Helu King." A tall knight in red armor saw the headless phantom, and his face changed drastically.

"How could it be? Wasn't this thing suppressed a long time ago? Why did it appear again?"

"Don't worry about that, just suppress it with all your strength. The longer this thing exists, the weirder it will be."

A large number of knights surrounded him from all directions, and before they approached, they fell down one by one, and their heads exploded out of thin air.

This turned the otherwise orderly battlefield into chaos, from a confrontation between two parties to a three-party melee.

The headless ethereal is like a lunatic, it will only continue to destroy and destroy everything around it, whether it is a creature or a building, hundreds of knights have not trapped it,

…

Su Changxing sensed the movement from above, and was silent for a while and said, "We seem to have released something extraordinary."

The appearance of the headless ghost seems to be because he burned Roshan.

Cui Jia was also a little confused, and said uncertainly: "Will this cause some bad effects? We seem to have released something like a demon from the seal. Then Roshan is probably the seal."

Su Changxing shook his head, and said, "No, the more chaotic the situation is, the better for us, otherwise it will not be so easy to destroy this world, at least we can't keep these people looking at us."

Because of the influence of the headless phantom, the nearby mice seemed to have run away. They walked several hundred meters forward, and suddenly heard a sharp cry, which was the cry of a mouse, but it was very different from other mice. The difference is like a person imitating the cry of a mouse.

Su Changxing sounded familiar, he had heard this voice before, it was the mouse he met before!

Cui Jia looked up and subconsciously took two steps back:

"It seems to be up there."

As soon as the words fell, the wall above the sewer suddenly collapsed, and a huge figure, like theirs, rushed over, and more than a dozen tentacle-like tongues came first

Cui Jia couldn't dodge being hit by a snake's head in the shoulder, flew out from the side, and hit the wall, causing cracks to appear on the wall, and quickly collapsed, revealing a huge hollow.

Su Changxing turned into a shadow, avoided the entanglement of his tongue, appeared above the mouse, and shot the mouse in the head. Three consecutive bullets were fired. The bullet penetrated the fur, but got stuck in the skull.

The rough skin and thick flesh of this mouse is beyond imagination.

The mouse uttered a sharp cry, and the fur on its body stretched out like feathers, and fine holes appeared under the fur, and a red-purple liquid sprayed out a large amount of purple mist, filling the narrow sewer.

At this time.

Cui Jia rushed over and knocked the mouse that was spraying purple mist against the wall.

But those tentacle-like tongues were even faster, and he was thrown out the next moment, cracks appeared in the armor on his body, and several ribs were broken.

This also created an opportunity for Su Changxing to jump on the mouse's back and shoot continuously at the hole where the mist was sprayed. The bullets pierced the mouse's body, ripped the fur from the other side, and tore a huge hole, internal organs and so on. Everything comes out.

The mouse's fur was like iron armor, even Su Changxing's bullets couldn't break it, but it was easy to hit from the inside out.

The holes in the rat's body that spray poisonous mist have become fatal weaknesses.

After being severely injured, the mouse also began to struggle frantically, making ear-piercing hissing noises, hitting the wall left and right, trying to crush Su Changxing into meatloaf with its body.

In comparison, Su Changxing was much more flexible, constantly jumping between the walls, dodging easily.

It's just that after inhaling a large amount of purple mist, he felt that his body began to go numb, as if he had been poisoned, and some purple blood streaks appeared on his skin, gradually spreading all over his body.

Cui Jia, however, seemed not to be affected, and charged from the other side again, put the chainsaw blade in front, hit the mouse's forehead, and cut a big hole.

Half of the mouse's head was almost cut off. After being so severely injured, it still seemed alive and kicking, and was still struggling.

Such exuberant vitality reminded Su Changxing of the previous King Heilu, who was also severely injured and continued to fight unabated.

"This mouse won't have anything to do with the Helu people."

The more he thought about it, the more he felt it was possible. It seemed that the Heilu people and these mice lived in peace. They were next to each other, and there was no conflict. Too many rats were found on Luren's chassis.

Su Changxing pierced the mouse's body with two more bullets, but it didn't stop it, instead it made the mouse struggle even more frantically.

bang~

The mouse's lower body exploded suddenly, and a large amount of blood mist diffused in the sewer, mixing with the purple mist.

A large number of tentacle-like things emerged from the mouse's body, dancing around non-stop, slapping the wall and the ground, each time with great force, causing cracks to appear on the wall and the ground, and collapsed downward.

Cui Jia rushed over again, chopped off two tentacles with a single knife, and looked flustered facing more than a dozen tentacles, and then was pierced through his chest by a tentacle with a long thorn at the tip, and stopped in the air.

Seeing the situation, Su Changxing knew that this could not go on, otherwise Cui Jia would definitely die here, a dim light flashed in his eyes, and with a wave of one hand, a big blue hand wrapped in bandages fell from the sky.

The rat covered with tentacles was pressed into the ground, and Cui Jia also took the opportunity to break free, coughing continuously, his chest was still instilled by the tentacles, but the other end had already been cut off by him.

Su Changxing kept shooting at the tentacles with a pistol, and the bullets pierced through the mouse's body one after another. Without the protection of the fur, the mouse's defense power was greatly weakened, and when a magazine was completely emptied, the mouse's body also became thousand and ten thousand. Full of sores, he suddenly fell to the ground.

Su Changxing was sitting on the ground, his skin was covered with purple bloodshot eyes, his lower body was unconscious, and when he looked down, his abdomen was pierced by a tentacle, and blood was continuously overflowing.

I saw Cui Jia rushing up again holding the chainsaw knife, as if Xiaoqiang could not be killed. Although there were some purple bloodshots on his body, it was not as serious as Su Changxing, probably because his physique was much higher than his, and his resistance to toxins It is also taller, so it can last longer.

At this time.

The mouse was also basically paralyzed on the ground, its combat power dropped drastically, and its vitality began to gradually fade away. It seemed that it had reached a certain point and finally couldn't hold back anymore. .

then.

Cui Jia cut its body into four or five pieces before completely killing it, but the flesh and blood were still wriggling as if alive.

"Do you think this thing can't be killed?" Cui Jia exhaled, shook the blood off the chainsaw blade, looked back at Su Changxing who was sitting motionless on the ground, and asked:

"How are you doing now?"

Su Changxing shook his head, feeling a gradual numbness all over his body, making it difficult to move: "Not very good, let's go to Roshan to see if we can get rid of the toxin in exchange."

Cui Jia immediately carried Su Changxing on his back as before, and ran all the way in the direction of Roshan.

"This thing seems to be eroding my body little by little, and I may not be able to hold on for too long." He said while running, breathing very rapidly.

Su Changxing observed the injuries on his body, and said, "What's strange is that this kind of toxin actually makes my injuries recover faster."

"And it's not like a toxin, it's more like a curse."

Cui Jia's running speed became slower and slower. Fortunately, the way back was unimpeded. Before he completely collapsed, they came to Roshan smoothly.

Seeing Roshan's appearance, both of them couldn't help being startled. Roshan returned to its pre-burning appearance again, with a height of more than ten meters. It seemed that what happened before was an illusion.

"What's going on, this thing can still repair itself?" Cui Jia was a little surprised, "Why don't we find a chance to destroy this thing."

Su Changxing staggered up to Roshan, shook his head and said, "Don't worry, this thing is an opportunity for us."

He sacrificed the soul he had just obtained again, "I want to lift the curse on us."