Inside the Warnerheim lab, everything melted into powder between the roars of Charon. Sleeping in the glass jar was still inconspicuous, and after breaking out of the jar at this moment, Charon's unfolded tentacles overflowed the entire space like a rì covering the sky, swaying around with the cold gaze of the full head (yīn).

And Ren Yuan, who jumped into it from the secret passage on the wall, seemed to have fallen into a sea of tentacles. The originally vast Warnerheim laboratory, at this moment, there is no place to stay, and it is occupied by Charon.

Just as the tentacles as fat as a giant tree rolled towards Ren Yuan, a dazzling sword light burst out. The tentacles that immediately rolled towards Ren Yuan were cut in two and fell into knee-high water. Ren Yuanfei (shēn) jumped onto the severed tentacle and glared back at the immortal pseudo-god Charon. Facing the hideous gazes of countless strange eyes, Ren Yuan also began to change his form against (xìng).

Six stout bones sprouted along the spine, piercing the back covered in red scales, extending nearly eight meters. The tip of the sharp bones shimmered with a dull glow that only metal can have. The left hand, where the silver key was buried, swelled violently, and soon exceeded his waistline. The five fingers evolved three more joints in front of them, and with the sharp and slender nails, they resembled a stack of giant scythes of death.

After a brief confrontation between the two sides, Ren Yuanbian understood that the terrifying monster in front of him had no possibility of communication at all. Of course, ask yourself, even if Charon can really communicate in a way that Ren Yuan can use, what he hears is definitely the most vicious trash talk. Charon, of course, was strongly urged by instinct, full of hope to devour and digest Ren Yuan. And Ren Yuan also had the idea of killing the other party, or being killed by the other party.

Needless to say, no more. It's like suddenly pressing the play button, and the two sides in the confrontation are fighting each other violently.

Charon, who had an absolute body advantage, waved countless thick tentacles and frantically slapped towards Ren Yuan. The latter resembles a nimble jumping spider, moving swiftly between the ground and the wall with the help of its six tough and powerful bony arms. While dodging the crazy tentacles, he used the ink-colored sin in his hands and the exaggerated giant claws to leave terrifying wounds on Charon's tentacles.

God has no weaknesses or flaws, so false gods must have their flaws and fatal heels. Even if Ren Yuan, who embodies the concept of life, cannot be truly immortal. After suffering irreparable injuries, there will also be prisoners (jìn) or even forced to sleep for more than ten years. The Charon in front of him also has its weaknesses.

For all Adventists, being able to create a false god is equivalent to taking the most important step of touching the gods. And how to touch the gods, the eight immortals have their own magical powers. The Adventists who are able to successfully create false gods will be able to approach and explore the mysteries of the gods through continuous improvement and evolution of false gods.

Ren Yuan, who is constantly engaged in a tug-of-war with Charon, methodically carries out extremely dangerous attacks and defenses in the dense tentacles. He's assessing Charon's ability and guiding the opponent to the best of his ability. It seems to be a heavy and clumsy troll, but it dances with its tentacles with great agility and elegance, chasing and entanglement, which can be called art.

The pseudo-god Charon, who was sitting in the center of the laboratory, opened the strange eyes of Zhou (shēn) up and down, and took in all of Ren Yuan's every move. Here, before the latter could discover its weakness, it was gradually forced to the end by the tentacles flying like needles. The tentacles that seem to be a mess of curled up are not colliding or intertwined when they are shuttling rapidly. It is like the hands of countless pairs of the best and most magical magicians, in (cāo) control the extremely delicate knots. The countless tentacles that seemed to be swarming had already formed a ball under Ren Yuan's tossing and turning, but they immediately slid away smoothly and continued to chase towards the former who was bouncing off the star pill.

In an instant, Ren Yuan had fled around Charon for more than ten laps, and he couldn't find the slightest gap to break through the defensive line. On the contrary, he himself does not

Unconsciously approached to a desperate situation by tentacles (bī). Seeing that the donkey skills were exhausted and there were five ways to escape, Ren Yuan had no choice but to hold up the sin in his hand, and forcibly took the several thick tentacles that followed, and the tyrannical blow.

Before he could break through the first tentacle, the second vicious tentacle as thick as a court pillar smashed down with his head and face. It's a pity not to count the skeletal arms that are open behind his back, Ren Yuan himself is not as thick as his tentacles. With a loud bang, Ren Yuan, who was slapped on the ground, was like a fly that couldn't fly. Countless splashes of water splashed violently, and his whole body was pressed under the tentacles.

Then the third, the fourth, the fifth... Charon wantonly on the former (shēn), venting his furious attacks. The seemingly tough bone arm was smashed and scattered in all directions, and Ren Yuanben (shēn) also made a crisp sound of "ping pong" with the rhythm of the blow. In the blink of an eye, kung fu is beaten into a cloth bag (ròu).

Charon stretched out a tentacle that was very "slender" to it, wrapped its arms around Ren Yuan's waist and lifted him up. Gollum rolled his strange eyes and looked at the former, who was still holding on tightly to Sinyan and didn't let go.

"Is that all there is to it?" Ren Yuan raised his head with great difficulty, looked at Charon with mockery in his eyes, and said contemptuously, "It turns out that he is just a chick who has just touched the threshold of the pseudo-god, and he can't even use his strength." In the end, it's just like a wild cub messing around, banging and beating. ”

As if sensing Ren Yuan's ironic attitude, Charon opened a dozen strange mouths and let out that terrifying roar at the former. Ren Yuan, who was yelled at close range, received no less impact than the trauma caused by the tentacles ravaged in turn just now. This energetic roar spread along the alloy wall, and instantly spread throughout the entire Jialan Floating Island, and Asgard, which shook the deepest layer, trembled slightly...

"Is this Charon?" Niwa Senio looked at Medusa and asked uncertainly, "This vibration is very similar to the wave when it shattered the camera just now." ”

"Hmm." Medusa looked at the management damage report and the evacuation statistics table, and responded vaguely.

"So, is it the upper hand, or is it at a disadvantage?" Niwa Senio asked curiously

"How do I know?! I don't know if there is a lingua franca for false gods, and I haven't learned any of them. Medusa said impatiently, "Is it shouting for help, or shouting for death, if you have the ability to hear it, remember to tell me." ”

"Uh," Niwa Seno said with some embarrassment, "aren't you worried, Charon can't deal with the body of a false god?" ”

"I'm worried, so what? Is Niwa the director going to help my Charon? Medusa rolled her eyes and said, "Or are you planning to fight the body of the false god for three hundred rounds with your own (cāo)?" ”

"That's not what I meant..."

"That level of combat is simply not something we can meddle in. If you have a leisure (qíng) 逸致 (cāo) heart, it is better to take a good look at the management loss report. Medusa tapped the display on the command platform, "See what else is more important, and bring it with you when you leave the island in a while." ”

"Nothing important." Niwa Seno's face was gloomy, and he said in a low voice, "The most valuable thing on Jialanfu Island is undoubtedly Charon, and now there is a pseudo-god body. Unfortunately, we can't take either of these things with us. ”

Medusa didn't say anything to mock the latter this time, for a madman like them could see the two false gods suffer from the power of (yòu) being second only to confronting the gods. Being forced to give up can be called the most difficult choice in this life. For Medusa, after all, Charon was created by her, and it is not impossible to reproduce it when the time is right.

But for Niwa Seno, this is undoubtedly a thief who has opened the door to the treasure and returns empty-handed. And whether this life is still alive

There is hope for another Baoshan, but it is still an unknown. What's worse is that this time the academic faction has suffered such heavy losses, losing Jialanfu Island, and the future that awaits him is also dark.

Looking at the latter, who was exhausted, Medusa couldn't help but feel a sense of sadness in her heart. The hermit abandoned her, and what she would do next was unknown to her.

The two of them flipped through the report and fell into a solemn silence for a while...

"The voice is not small..."Ren Yuan, who was shocked and bleeding, shook his buzzing head and complained dissatisfiedly. Before he could finish speaking, Charon had already waved his tentacles and was about to stuff the former into his mouth.

"What's the hurry. Let me be happy again. Ren Yuan's arm and wrist flipped over, and the sin in his hand swirled, cutting off the tentacles on his waist. As soon as he landed, he jumped up lightly, picked up a piece of alloy shard, and ate it while running.

Obviously, he didn't expect that the opponent who was smashed into soft mud by himself would be able to recover. Charon stared at Zhou's giant eyes and was slightly stunned, and was quite taken aback. Then he became furious, shaking his fat (shēn) body and squeezing towards Ren Yuan.

Ren Yuan, who was tumbling and fleeing, was able to grab all kinds of fragments in his hand and eat them all, mobilizing the biosmelting technology from (shēn) comparable to top smelting factories to fill in the missing (shēn) body structure and surface layer. Soon, he created a metal (shēn) body with a silver luster.

Charon, who repeated the old tricks, was a powerful and heavy whip, and slapped Ren Yuan away from the escape. The former, who slammed into the wall, let out a metallic roar like a bell. Ren Yuan, who had fallen to the ground, got up and fled up the all-metal wall, muttering to himself as he looked at the cracks on the shēn

"It's not hard enough, it's going to be harder."

The alloy on the wall was picked into his mouth by Ren Yuan, who was climbing, and all kinds of experimental equipment scattered on the ground were swallowed by Ren Yuan as long as they were of the right size. The alloying material is reassembled in his (shēn) body, and the unwanted scrap forms a liquid metal that is discharged from the gland, while the rest is fused into an entirely new alloy that fills his (shēn) body.

The attacks that Charon threw on him (shēn) became more and more weak, and he began to crack with the shēn that he could still fight. But soon, Ren Yuan was like a baseball player hitting repeatedly, and was vigorously whipped away by Charon's tentacles, and it collided and flew between the walls with great elasticity, but there were no obvious scars.

"It's not hard enough!" Ren Yuan held Sin Yan in both hands, and even though he was beaten like a torrential rain, he still didn't make any resistance. Whole (shēn) up and down, from the inside out, is undergoing earth-shaking changes, just like a silicon-based creature, and now Ren Yuan is building himself into a titanium-based creature.

When another violent volley came over, Ren Yuan twisted (shēn) (tǐng) and rushed straight towards the tentacle. The whole person turned into a sharp steel knife, and cut the tentacles of the body into two parts. Ignoring the tentacle attack, Ren Yuan took a stride, driving this new (shēn) body of hundreds of kilograms, wielding Sinyan to launch a counterattack at Charon.

For Charon, who has just begun to come into contact with this world, he can't quickly understand why the small kind in front of him can quickly produce such complex changes. The strong instinct drives it to use the most practical and effective means to deal with the enemy in front of it. But the enemy in front of him is inevitably changing too quickly.

Still, the gods are not something that can be easily dealt with, even if they are just a false god, even if they are just a false god who has not been born for a long time.

Looking at Ren Yuan, Charon's swollen abdomen squirmed, and dozens of foul-smelling corrosive (xìng) liquids came out of those ugly strange mouths towards Ren Yuan.