How long has the mandrill, or the former Dao Zhi Master, the Crown Master, been trapped in this fog realm?

Even he himself is not clear.

He only vaguely remembered that he was sent by the so-called "master" into a dark corner of a certain layer of the Demon Prison Cave, silently dormant in the posture of a worm cocoon, waiting for the day when he would be awakened.

In the cocoon, the flesh buds all over his body gradually calmed down from chaos and disorder, and hair regenerated on his body.

The muddy memories were gradually recovered, and the incomplete half-life memories were pieced together.

Perhaps because of the influence of the fog realm, he woke up earlier than the master had predicted.

However, this is not a good thing,

The mandrill, whose mind was reawakened, found that he could only huddle in the narrow cocoon, unable to hear, unable to see, unable to lift his hands, unable to fall on his feet, and unable to cause the slightest damage to the cocoon with all his might, let alone escape from it

Pitch black, dead silence of nothingness, became everything the mandrill could perceive.

Time completely lost its meaning, and at first Mandrill tried to use timekeeping to mark the time for itself.

But as time passed, he finally gave up on the bare-bellied Taoist, and only planted the divine thought in his heart that "someone may wake you up in the future", without giving a specific time limit.

Maybe even the bare belly himself can't be sure if this random chess piece will come in handy in the future.

No one answered the shouts, no one heeded the struggles,

At the beginning, the great sage of the ape clan was trapped under the mountain, but there were still clouds in the sky, flowers, birds, and trees to see, insects and birds to listen to, and occasionally to eat a sour and astringent fruit.

And the mandrill is accompanied only by dead silence, pitch black, and a hopeless future at all.

And so, it fell into complete madness.

The chaotic granulation burrowed out of the skin, and the urge to destroy everything completely took over the mind, and the huge granulation giant ape, huddled in the narrow cocoon, blasted the thin layer of the cocoon into various shapes with his fist.

But even the unintelligent demon in the state of mad granulation can't destroy the cocoon,

Instead, he was affected by the formation engraved inside and outside the cocoon, and gradually sobered up, once again letting his mind dominate.

The mandrill couldn't remember how many times he had gone crazy in the long years, and how many parts of his current memories were wrong memories added by random thinking in a state of flesh.

However, he can still remember the smell of those who killed him.

"Remember me?"

The mandrill whispered, its body swelled instantly, and the black robe it was wearing was directly torn apart and flew in the air.

What appeared in place was a "monster" more than six meters high.

It has the outline of a mandrill, and every inch of its body is made up of flesh buds, with occasional clumps of thick hairs growing in it.

The upper body in the shape of an inverted triangle is more muscular than the lower part of the body, and the two pillar-like thick arms are clubbed to the ground like a battering ram.

The fine granulations on the mandrill's face burst together because of overexcitement, splashing countless blood stains.

It raised its fist and gently hammered the ground, smashing the earth into a ravine crack,

Knock, knock.

The earth trembled slightly, even from a distance of tens of meters, Li Ang could still feel the terrifying power contained in the opponent's huge body.

"Hahaha!"

The mandrill's blood-stained face showed a maniacal laugh that was so excited that it cracked, and it really cracked in the middle, revealing the dense granulations of the skull that writhed like a worm wildly.

"I'm the mandrill who was crushed by you!"

"Sorry, who?"

Li Ang shook his spear and said in a deep voice: "You want to seek revenge on those who killed you, what does it have to do with my sacrificial wine?" ”

Fortunately, the genuine sacrificial wine was thousands of meters away, and I didn't hear this sentence, so as not to feel the egg hurt chrysanthemum.

"Hahaha!!"

Ignoring Leon's words of defense, the mandrill slammed his chest, and with an agile stance that was completely inconsistent with his huge body, he jumped up and fell towards Leon.

Li Ang dodged sideways to dodge the mandrill's arms and smash it, and his figure disappeared in place in an instant.

The mandrill fell like a meteorite, and the violent shock wave set off countless flying sand and rocks, shaking the ordinary people in the innermost circle to the ground, bleeding from both ears.

Leon reappeared not far away, holding two Mk19 grenade launchers borrowed from Ash in his hands, and kept pulling the trigger towards the mandrill, bombarding indiscriminately.

M430 multi-purpose high-explosive bombs hit the surface of the mandrill, blowing up the surface of the ape's body.

However, I saw the mutilation of the ape's body, and the minced flesh surged,

The granulations grew rapidly, spread, and colluded with each other, "stitching" all the injuries at a very fast speed, and healed as before.

What's even more exaggerated is that these flesh buds that constantly escap the demonic aura outward did not stop after healing the mandrill, but further expanded and expanded, constantly expanding the size of the ape.

"Click"

In the mandrill's body, there was a continuous crackling sound, and the granulations that made up its body were crushed and crushed because of its overly inflated weight.

But more granulations are recasting the body of the mandrill with a more perfect load-bearing structure.

Every minute by the minute, it's getting stronger.

Boom!

The mandrill, who had been silently enduring the grenade bombardment, suddenly raised his arm, pinpointed a grenade that flew towards his skull, and pinched it violently.

Its palm had been shattered by high-explosive shells large enough to destroy the fortress, but the surface of the newly born palm had been quietly covered with a thin layer of black scale carapace.

As the creation of the red belly of the Yueyang faction, these flesh buds that make up the body of the mandrill are themselves a special demon.

Although it does not have any intelligence, it has the characteristic of "being able to evolve the most suitable structure for the external environment".

As long as the demonic aura continues, the mandrill can be said to be unkillable, and every time it is reborn, it will become stronger than before.

Of course, this also triggered a new question, whether the current mandrill is the crown with the body of the flesh, or the flesh with the memory of the crown, but its soul has been integrated with the body, and there is no separation from each other.

hastily

The mandrill's bud arm suddenly spread out a distance of more than twenty meters, like a legendary rubber man, and slammed into Li Ang's location with a punch.

Li Ang hurriedly escaped into the gray world, avoiding this punch,

But as if the mandrill had seen through his thoughts, the punching bag-sized fist suddenly burst, like a blooming flower, blooming countless slender flesh buds, frantically shaking and whipping the air around the fist.

The mandrill can't see what happens in the Gray World, but it can use this indiscriminate attack to make its attacks a part of the Gray World, and then kill and injure the enemies in the Orb Technique.

Leon hurriedly opened the Phase's Boots, dodging the flesh sprouts in the gray world, looking for an opportunity to exit the orb spell and launch a Yin damage attack in the corner.

"You want it, sneak attack, right?"

The mandrill smiled coldly and frantically towards the empty clearing, "Hide your head and tail and refuse to show your face, then I will force you out!" ”

With that, it swung its arm violently, and its arm bones turned into sharp blades in mid-air, slashing at the hoarse epiphany.

It didn't care if the humans lived or died, and after the death of the pit worm and another member of the Epiphany, the ritual had reached the minimum required for contamination, and it was only a matter of time before the ritual was completed.

Even if all these epiphany patients are exterminated, it will not affect the completion of the sadhana.

A bony blade emerged from the void, standing in front of the Epiphany patients.

Li Ang held the spear in one hand, and in the other hand, only the emperor liquid pulp that had been drunk was left.