Chapter 1145: The Secret of Madness (6)

"Collapse!"

The clear sound of the collision was slightly muffled, and the stone, which was almost as tall as me, was smashed in half.

The swamp black rhinoceros came to his senses after the impact, shook his head a little uncomfortably, glared at Shawshank fiercely, and roared: "It turned out to be a cunning magician!" ”

Shawshank ignored it and continued to play.

The swamp black rhinoceros slowed down and stepped forward step by step.

"Boom! Rumble! Rumble! ”

The ground shook to an effect similar to that of a weakened version of "War Trample". This was a relatively damp land, and the ground was not hard enough, so before it could crack, the foot of the swamp black rhinoceros was sunk in.

At the same time, Shawshank's body was suspended at its original height.

The sunken damp ground seeped out a black cement slurry full of mud, slowly engulfing the swampy black rhinoceros that was deep in it.

"Woo......"

The sound of the flute suddenly became melodious and tactful, and it was no longer sharp.

Then, a large patch of dark algae sprouted from the black water, wrapping the four legs of the swamp black rhinoceros tightly!

At the same time, around Shawshank, the Hook Moon Bone Flute, slowly condensed five lava balls with a diameter of about ten centimeters and flashing red light.

This is his ultimate.

If the five lava balls landed on the swamp black rhino, even if it couldn't kill it, it would still be able to severely burn its flesh and skin.

This is a very untechnical strategy.

"Hmm-"

The swamp black rhino roared in annoyance, struggling with it.

The black algae were broken one after another, and it was about to get out of trouble.

"Whew!"

Five balls of lava slammed into its head.

"Hmm!"

The swamp black rhino roared sharply, and a wall of muddy water was erected beside him, and his body rolled in embarrassment.

"Puff ......"

The lava ball slammed into the muddy wall, instantly evaporating the water in it, and a thick mist rose in the air, and the scorched earth that had been burned dry and charred also flew up, mixed with the water vapor, and mixed into a fine slurry and scattered down.

The scene suddenly became a little chaotic.

The swamp black rhino that rolled out of the attack range stood up and turned back, just in time to see the rain of mud that had fallen, drowning the Hook Moon Bone Flute Shawshank.

In the muddy rain, Shawshank held up a small shield and protected himself in it.

"Hmm-"

The swamp black rhinoceros saw the right moment and charged again.

It rushed into the mud rain curtain like a cloud of mist, disrupting the direction of the mud drifting.

The mud obscured the faint light of the Shawshank shield, and the swamp black rhinoceros was about to knock him away.

Ground——

A dazzling light erupted from the mud rain.

Then came the dreary "Boom! ”。

The swamp black rhino slammed backwards as if it had hit a steel plate, its feet trembling and almost unable to stand firmly, and even the tips of its sharp corners showed slight cracks.

The mud rain fog dispersed, revealing a shield glowing red.

Hook Moon Bone Flute Shawshank stood behind the canopy shield, and his whole body glowed.

He turned on the madness.

"Whew! Puff! ”

The swamp black rhinoceros shook its head, spewed out a mouthful of muddy water with mud in its mouth, and said to him: "Hmph, you can't win!" ”

As he spoke, he went up again.

"Boom!"

A muffled sound came out, and the swamp black rhino body suddenly stopped, and took two steps back to stand.

The red shield trembled lightly twice, then stabilized.

Then another impact followed.

Shawshank played again.

"Whew-"

The shrill sound of the flute, accompanied by a surging spiritual attack, broke out again.

"Whew!"

The swamp black rhinoceros finally felt the pain and roared in a low voice: "Damn, damn sound, stop!" Stop it! ”

Hook Moon Bone Flute Shawshank naturally will not stop.

"Woo! I'll kill you! ”

The swamp black rhinoceros raised its head and roared, and the magic power on its body was also converging.

"Boom!"

Another charge, the pale red shield trembled even more.

"Boom!"

Another impact, but a slight crack in the red shield.

"Boom!"

On one impact, the crack in the shield began to expand.

The magic of the swamp black rhinoceros is also becoming more and more surging.

And the sound of Shawshank's flute is also more sharp, even, a little poignant......

In the night sky, these noises have been transmitted far away, and the timid creatures around have all fled, and in the distance, some magical beasts and adventurers have begun to prepare to come and find out.

"Good!" The swamp black rhino laughed angrily, took ten steps back, and charged again, "I'll see how long you can last!" ”

"Boom!" "Wook!"

The muffled sound of shattering glass came to my ears clearly.

The ground shook, and the swamp black rhinoceros sank into the mud again, and at the same time, the tips of his horns shimmered with a dark green glow.

Where the dark green glow collided with the pale red shield, a crimson crack appeared.

The shield is cracked after all.

At this time, Gouyue Bone Flute Shawshank did not panic at all, but closed his eyes tightly, the bone flute in his hand made a more difficult and poignant sound, and the energy fluctuations on his body were even more surging.

The crimson shield slowly began to recover with the sound of the whistle.

"Whew!"

The swamp black rhinoceros let out a short low roar: "Still dead? ”

As he spoke, he took a few steps back.

"Boom! Boom! Boom! Boom! ”

Four strikes in succession, the dark green glow on the tips of its horns darkened and darkened, and each time it hit exactly the half-healed shield.

The shield also cracked and closed and closed and cracked with the pause between impacts.

The two of them have entered a white-hot state.

However, the momentum of the two is completely different.

The momentum of the swamp black rhinoceros, with the impact, grew again and again, erupted, and became more and more intense.

The aura of Shawshank is slowly weakening.

"Boom!" "Phew!"

With the fifth impact, the shield finally broke irrevocably.

Traces of blood oozed from Shawshank's mouth, nose, flowers, and the corners of his eyes, and his entire body flew upside down with the shattering of the shield.

"Die!" The swamp black rhino roared excitedly and pounced, and it only took a few steps to trample him under his feet and into the mud.

At this critical moment, Leo said lightly: "It's okay." ”

I took a light step to the side of the swamp black rhino, stretched out my claws, pushed it into the mire, and shouted, "Alright, hide!" ”

Then, he gently lifted up Shawshank, who had fallen into a semi-comatose state, and left the ravaged mud.

Shawshank's body is like an engine that is about to be scrapped due to excessive load, the energy in his body is fading rapidly, and his body is also aging visible to the naked eye, and even the "meridians" where energy passes begin to shrink, block, and cut off!

This is the exhaustion that ordinary orcs have appeared after they have gone berserk!

Once this process is terminated, the orc's body completely loses the ability to use anger again, and even if it can recover its physical injuries and is a little stronger than ordinary people, it can only be a "waste" in the eyes of a professional.

Just like the "charlatans" on the earth, after losing their status, it is difficult for these people to live a peaceful life, unless there is a group of professionals to protect them, otherwise, there will always be people looking for trouble for them......

At this moment, Shawshank, the Gouyue bone flute, is facing such a crisis.

"Ready?" I asked Leo.

"Geely has found a place to experiment." Leo said, "I already have an idea. ”

What Gilly found was a cave hidden underground, the entrance behind a half-man-high rock, hidden by thorns and shrubs, and I followed the sloping passage down to a small space less than ten square meters and less than three meters high.

It was so damp and the floor was a little seeping that I got back to shape, and it took me a few minutes to set it up, reinforce it, dry the floor, and make a rudimentary operating table.

Hook Moon Bone Flute Shawshank's eyes were closed, the blood stains in his eyes, ears, mouth and nose had dried up, and the whole person was as hot as a cold and fever.

I prepared a few more ice packs and asked Leo, "Is the problem in the brain?" ”

"Yes, but now we have to open up his meridians," Leo said, "and the brain is the last step!" ”

"Meridians, simple!" I say.

My own meridians have been completely reshaped, and it was a long time ago, such a legal profession that is less powerful than the orc commander is not easy to capture?

The remodeling is very smooth, but the problem is that the energy in Shawshank's body is decreasing sharply, because the body has temporarily lost the ability to actively absorb the ether from the outside world, even if the meridians are reshaped, there is no new energy poured in, just like a river blocked by silt, but after dredging, it is found that the upstream water is cut off, and it cannot irrigate the farmland.

So, the next thing to do is to turn on the upstream water source.

This is related to the pituitary gland and corresponding parts of the brain.

And this is also an area that I am familiar with.

However, in the past, we have improved talents through stimulation and light modifications, and this is the first time that a talent that has already existed and is about to shrink and disappear has been rebuilt.

"It's too unscientific, it's too unrigorous," Leo said, "and a little stimulation and modification of the pituitary gland and nearby brain areas can stimulate talent, and the rationale behind it has not yet been figured out." ”

"Take your time, don't rush," I said, "just like in ancient China, even if you don't understand the principle, put the technology into production practice first, the principle will be studied sooner or later, isn't it?" ”

"It's a bad attitude," Leo said, "but I'm in favor of having the surgery done first." ”

"Let's get started......" I said.

Then, we both fell silent.

After a while, I said, "Do you think that we are doing this no different from bringing out the talent of an ordinary person?" ”

"In essence," said Leo, "he was an awakened person, and one more awakening would be like a body returning from prime to childhood, and developing again...... Well, rejuvenation? ”