It's not just palm pressing.

A closer look reveals that there is also a dense strip worm muscle growing between the palms of the Womi people.

These striped worm muscles, possessed of great strength and controlled by a small "Origin Flesh Mass", can easily burrow into the target's body, wreaking havoc and assimilating flesh and blood.

Once the flesh is destroyed by the muscles of these stripworms, it will also be transformed into a stripworm structure and become owned by the Womi people.

In other words, it is very likely that this palm will be gone.

Rumble!

Backyard tremors.

At the point where the palm was crushed, the ground also sank a full meter.

Demps, who was about to go around the back of the neck, was also shocked, this palm threat was not low at all, and Abel's life would be in danger if he hit it head-on.

Faced with 'go around the back of the neck and remove the sarcoma' and 'change direction and save your teammates'...... Demps is more inclined to the latter.

That's when it happened.

A voice came from the palm of his hand:

"Demps, hurry!"

The next second.

The palm of the Womi man's hand, which was pressed heavily on the ground, was slowly lifted.

You know, as the battle progresses...... The Womi are already twelve meters tall, and their "strength" has reached the maximum value of [Mature Body-Alien], and is even growing.

But...... Abel actually held on.

Abel, who was pressed to the bottom, showed a 'kneeling' posture of kneeling on one knee.

The tentacles of the worms have stripped off the "power armor" on Abel's body piece by piece, and the flesh has been completely exposed.

But.

Abel's body was also covered with a layer of black dragon scales that exuded the aura of a ferocious beast, which made these muscle tentacles controlled by the "Origin Meat Mass" feel a little terrifying.

And.

The scales that cover the body are strong and tightly packed enough to withstand them for a while.

However, the most important issue is "power".

If you don't have enough strength, everything is in vain...... Han Dong is right, if Wenli's little sister is also here, adding a "strange power" will make this battle a lot easier.

But Abel was the only one here.

Half a year ago, Abel and Wen Li, who had just passed their true fate, had a "wrist wrestling" competition...... As a result, he was absolutely suppressed by Wen Li's innate strange power, and he didn't even have a chance to struggle.

After this incident, Abel has been training his strength hard.

"I knew I wasn't strong enough...... If I had been given more opportunities to enter the "Destiny Space", I would definitely reach my grandfather's power level as soon as possible!

We must not fall here...... Together with Nicholas, I will climb to the top of the Holy City. ”

Abel, who had fluffy short hair, had grown white hair to reach the position of his shoulder blades under the intensification of his bestiality at this moment.

"Alienation 10% ......"

Curved, pitch-black barbs grew from between the dragon's scales,

Between the teeth, there was a burst of black breath visible to the naked eye.

The muscles of his legs swelled and became more and more similar to that of a wild animal.

Supporting Abel's body, he slowly stood up and forcibly pushed the giant's arm up.

That's when ...... Swish!

Two sharp striped worm muscle tentacles, piercing and piercing Abel's palm.

Hair and blood were scattered all over the ground.

However, Abel, whose mind had already been assimilated by a part of the beast, didn't care at all, completely ignoring the contamination invasion and pain sensing.

On the contrary, because of such a sense of crisis, the more the war is getting stronger!

With the rise of Abel's momentum.

When the Wommi looked at the prey at the bottom of their palms, they unexpectedly caught a glimpse of a beast.

A beast as old as the ancestors of the Womi people, dating back to the last Earth civilization,

The Womi people who live in the land of the end of the north, even if they have excellent fighting bloodlines and are equipped with stone weapons that they have polished themselves, they will not be able to resist when they encounter this beast again...... Once encountered, at least half of the tribe of the Vormi will be eaten.

The primordial fear that is rooted deep in the brain is activated.

Strength is lax......

Abel felt the weakening of his strength and took the opportunity to push hard!

Forcefully pushed the twelve-meter huge Womi man, and the center of gravity was unbalanced......

Demps smiled to himself, already lurking at the back of the Womi's neck.

There is only one great chance, and if you don't pull out the sarcoma, the chances of victory will be slim.

"Origin Meat Cut...... I didn't expect to be able to meet me in advance, but fortunately, I carried my mother's "Rubik's Cube" with me. ”

Once, during the outbreak of the Crimson War, Demps borrowed the power of the Rubik's Cube to fight against the centipede butler and his Worm Blood, who was not weaker than the Earl.

The same is true today.

The "Rubik's Cube", located in another dimension, was placed in the air by Temple, about half a meter away from the back of his neck.

Next.

With his sixth finger, Demps draws a bizarre peeling circle on the back of his neck, which effectively strips off the "Origin Flesh" that does not belong to the Womi.

Ready to go.

Demps directly put on three layers of "anti-magic gloves (blue fine)", and reached out to clasp the sarcoma in the back of his neck.

For a time, the people of Womi also felt a strong sense of crisis.

Hold your body steady and reach for Demps in the back of the neck area.

The giant's fingers had already drilled out a large number of worm tentacles, which were bound to shatter Demps into pieces.

"Damn...... 'Origin Piece of Flesh' is more difficult to peel off than expected, and this Womi must have been united with the Piece of Flesh for hundreds of years."

The anti-magic gloves on Demps's hands had been worn off, but only a small portion of the flesh had emerged.

The giant's palm that struck from the side could not be defended by a magic shield alone.

And, if Demps gives up the stripping here and gets out of the way...... This slap will also slap the sarcoma back into the body.

Moment of truth.

A black sandstorm resembling the head of [Immortal Sacrifice-Immorton] struck.

Instantly enveloped the surface of the palm of the Vormi man...... The flesh of the worms that came into contact with the black sand turned into powder, and even the flesh on the surface of the arms was constantly falling off.

This move, "Black Sand Storm", was released by Han Dong chanting the perfect spell and then using his staff.

Forthwith.

The sandstorm coalesced together to form a sturdy "Pharaonic Wall" with a black jackal's head on its surface, blocking the weakened palms of the Womi.

Temples looked back.

Han Dong, in the other corner of the backyard, was nodding slightly at him.

"Nicholas...... Help to help, I can't divide this piece of meat with you. ”

Time.

Demps's fighting spirit is high, and he fully activates the Majin stance.

Dare before the entire three layers of anti-magic gloves are about to be corroded.

Demps also turned into a reckless man for a moment, and pulled out the "Ancestral Meat Piece...... The moment the piece of meat leaves the body, it wants to find a new host.

The closest and the kingly Demps is undoubtedly the best choice.

But Demps was ready.

As the meat piece approaches, it touches the trap that has been set in advance...... Immediately swept up in it.

"Whew...... Call it a day. ”