Click.

Click, click, click.

The mule's fingers were broken one by one by Leon with brute force and bent backwards.

Due to the existence of sticky notes, Leon did not directly cut off the mule's hand (in that case, there is a certain probability that it would be regarded as a violation of the sticky note requirement), but broke off the three fingers of the little finger, ring finger and middle finger.

Have the mule hold the pen with only the thumb and forefinger of the right hand.

I don't know if it's because breaking your finger reduces the contact area with the pen,

Or the severe pain caused by broken fingers erodes the brain,

The originally muddy mule instantly sobered up a lot, and cold sweat immediately broke out on his forehead, and he gasped for breath.

"This pen wants to control me."

The mule suppressed his emotions and held his right wrist in his left hand to keep his voice as calm as possible.

When Leon heard this, he looked down at the mule's right arm, which was covered with deep wounds, and blood gushed out as if he didn't want money.

And new wounds are popping up all the time.

If this continues, the mule will die of bleeding and exhaustion, if not from the anomaly itself.

Leon reached out and pressed the mule's skin, and the biological master activated, trying to heal the mule's injuries.

However, the situation of the intelligence merchant seems to be more complicated than he imagined,

There seems to be some kind of chaotic, manic and deep energy hidden in the mule's body.

This energy had been running through the mule's body, trying to break through his skin and escape.

This energy is not removed,

Leon's biological master is just a symptom but not a cure, forcibly stitching up the surface of the body, and the scar will be reopened in the next second.

With the threat of death looming, the mule took out a miniature life potion in a delicate bottle from his backpack and drank it down.

The miniature life potion that heals most injuries does work,

The tiny wounds on the mule's body were all healed and no longer bleed, and even the intelligence merchant's own face was much more rosy - the life potion had its own blood replenishment function.

However, in the next second, with the sound of "bang",

The mule's skin cracked again, and more wounds appeared on the mule's body than before.

"There's a problem with this pen."

The Black Saint Son on the side had a flash of light in his eyes, and said in a low voice: "There is a special abnormal phenomenon entwined on it, which will use the energy in the contact's body as an energy source, and continuously cause harm to the contact.

They have formed an energetic connection,

In this case, hastily disconnecting the connection will cause unforeseen bad consequences.

You have to use spells, words, and spirit-removing skills to slowly unconnect..."

As the young master of the organization on the other side, the Black Saint Son is very familiar with skills such as curses and witch Gus.

In fact, he has a special item in his backpack to remove spirits.

Can break a powerful curse and protect a person from the effects of the curse.

However, the cooldown of that prop is too long, and now it is used by mules, and it can't be cooled down until the end of the script.

Compared with teammates who are randomly matched with non-relatives and non-relatives, their own lives must be more important.

Right?

The Black Son only gave his opinion, pretending to be equally anxious and nervous, and didn't really want to help—there was another patrolman here,

For his own safety in the next few days, the Black Saint Son was eager to see what specific means Li Ang had.

"Disconnect?"

Li Ang raised his eyebrows, lowered his head and glanced at the dislocated right arm of the mule, and immediately had an idea in his heart.

"I'm here to give you a hand."

He whispered, reaching out and holding down the mule's right arm to activate the biological master.

This time, instead of trying to repair the mule's injuries, he spawned a ball of bright red flesh with hair and nails on the mule's right forearm.

The ball of meat grows when it sees the wind, and in the blink of an eye, it grows like a gourd, on the forearm.

With the sound of Li Ang's self-created incantation, the ball of flesh gradually deformed and grew into the shape of a palm.

In short, Leon "planted" a new right hand on the mule's wrist.

After a long period of torture and experience in the Furnace of Innocence,

Leon is already very familiar with every process of human body transformation.

This newly planted right hand is perfectly connected to the mule's original blood vessels and nerves.

When the stunned mule gave the command to move the little finger in his mind, the little fingers of the two right hands moved in unison.

"Kid, did you drop this golden palm? Or is it the silver palm? Or is it the palm of this fleshy hand? ”

Leon said inconsequential words while maintaining the energy output of the biological master, and continued to transform the mule's arm.

Since, the note requires the mule to continue to play the so-called game, and not to disconnect the body from the pen,

Then just change the way and make the connection long and slow.

The two well-informed players, Mule and Black Saint, have to admit at this moment that the current situation is really something they have never seen before-

The mule's original right hand gradually lengthened, becoming more and more narrow and thin.

All that remains is a layer of translucent flesh like a long ramen noodle, connecting the wrist to the original right hand.

The original right hand has been transformed into a slender ramen 20 meters long.

bones buried deep under the muscles, softened and liquefied,

The nerves in it are also degenerated,

It can be said that this hand, in addition to maintaining the literal definition of "part of the tip of the primate arm", has completely lost its functionality and practicality.

On the contrary, it is a newly grown right hand, which is more flexible and practical.

Since the pen was bound to the original right hand,

Therefore, the special energy emitted from the pen must go through a twenty-meter-long "ramen" stage before it can affect the mule - the abruptly lengthened battle line makes the special energy inside the pen unsustainable.

The mule quickly regained control of most areas of its body through a clash of wills.

Woo la la~

The "wrist" that hangs on the ground like ramen noodles is still in the area of influence of the fountain pen, and its skin is constantly stretching and bursting, reminiscent of a leaky water pipe on the grass floor.

Unfortunately, since there were no blood vessels or nerves in the wrist of this ramen, no matter how much he burst, it would not affect the mule.

The three players just stood in silence, watching Ramen's wrists roll back and forth, up and down, like maggots.

It lasted like this for ten minutes, and the fleshy ramen wrist stopped bursting, and the negative energy hidden in the pen was finally exhausted, and it was silently suspended above the paper, no longer moving.

The dust settled.

“...”

The corner of the mule's eyes twitched, and the palm of her hand was pinched, and the new right hand was perfectly suited to her habits, as if she had followed the original of her whole life.

The Black Saint Son took a deep breath and said softly, "Just now, what happened? ”