Chapter Twenty-Eight: The Sudden Emergence of the Arm
I really didn't expect this result, it was so unexpected.
The blood-dripping man even punched a big hole in the mirror, I thought he was going to win, but I didn't expect it to be like this, he would be beaten into a pile of rotten meat, waiting to be completely devoured by the head.
There were two different images from the left and right eyes, which made me feel a little confused, so I simply closed my right eye and watched with my left eye.
Is the blood-dripping man powerless to resist? I don't think it's quite like it, when this thing killed the nine figures, but it was a fierce and confused step, and now it can't work?
I looked closer to the mirror and looked through the fist-sized hole at the big battle in the mirror.
The bloody human head kept devouring rotten meat, and the guy with only one human head was like a black hole that could not be filled, just like a black hole that could not be filled, and he kept devouring the body that belonged to the bloody man.
The blood-dripping man, who had only half of his head left, lay motionless on the ground as if he was dead, just let the other party devour him.
For a while, the resistance I imagined didn't appear, and the blood-dripping man was only a broken arm, and that sparse head, and now even if he wanted to, he had no chance.
The bloodied man's head moved, and the only remaining eyeball turned to me, revealing strange and inexplicable emotions in his eyes.
I don't quite understand, shouldn't he worry about how to get out now? Why are you looking at Lao Tzu like this? Do you think I'm a fool and will save him?
Besides, even if I wanted to save him, I wouldn't be able to save him.
"It hurts......"
Only the remaining half of the human head suddenly roared, and it exploded into a cloud of blood.
The head probably didn't expect that the other party was beaten like this, and he was still counterattacking.
The blood water quickly contracted into a ball, and countless blood vessels stretched out from the blood water, densely packed, like a sea urchin suddenly growing countless branches and soles.
The blood vessels branched and knotted in the air, and more blood vessels extended, and in the blink of an eye, countless blood vessels occupied all my sight.
I just don't know how the head is, but I guess it's uncomfortable, after all, the blood-dripping man has endured it for so long, for this outbreak.
I'd like them to fight and lose, and it's better to die together, so I can go to bed with peace of mind.
It's just that God doesn't seem to be as I wanted, the human head quickly rushed out of the blood vessels, smashed a large number of blood vessels, and the whole head was full of small holes, he was not broken, but suffered heavy blows, and many blood vessels were still hanging on his face, black like earthworms hanging on it.
"Brush"
The blood vessels continued to chase the head, and the head opened its mouth, and the mouth cracked, directly to the root of the ear, which was a few points bigger than the human head.
The huge mouth is like a black hole, swallowing most of the blood vessels in one bite, and the remaining blood vessels are completely swallowed in a few bites before they even have time to react.
The head turned to me, his mouth returned to normal, and he said coldly: "I said, you are my ......"
"Bang"
The human head shattered violently, and the veins hanging from his face violently rioted, countless blood vessels intertwined into a web in the air, like sharp blades, slicing the human head into pieces.
The blood vessels turned rapidly, and the head that had become fragments was shattered again.
The blood vessels were like straws, quickly devouring the flying fragments, and the fragments were all swallowed up, and there was not a single trace left.
Damn, the blood-dripping man is really insidious, he didn't resist in the early stage, it seems that he has been powerless to fight, let the human head devour his flesh and blood, suddenly erupt in the middle stage, and then completely suppressed by the human head, and swallow up a large number of blood vessels by the human head, anyone feels that the blood-dripping man is no longer able to fight, and the head probably thinks that the outburst just now is the last resistance of the blood-dripping man.
But the blood-dripping man endured it after the outbreak, and when people thought that they had completely killed him, there was a sudden outburst and a big counter-killing.
This is a trap step by step, as long as the head is a little careful, the blood-dripping man probably won't succeed so easily.
But the head didn't think much about it, and maybe he didn't even have time to think about it, and he was swallowed up by the dripping man.
"Roaring ......"
The human head had been shattered, but the mirror shook violently, and a roar sounded from nowhere, shattering large swaths of blood vessels.
A pitch-black arm emerged from the void and tugged at the remaining veins.
All the blood vessels were broken and shattered, blood gushed out like a spring, and everything in sight became extremely scarlet, completely turning into a blood-red world.
The fist-sized hole was immediately blocked, and a drop of scarlet liquid splattered out and hit me directly in the left eye.
I couldn't help blinking, I didn't feel uncomfortable, and when I looked up, I couldn't see anything in the mirror except for a large hole, and of course there was me, me with a completely black left eye.
Lose-lose?
I was a little puzzled, and touched the mirror, and a cold feeling came from my fingers, the mirror is a mirror, and everything that used to be seemed to be just my illusion.
It shouldn't be a lose-lose situation, the blood-dripping man won, he uses his own characteristics to develop the pain sensation to the extreme, and then carries out the final counter-kill on the human head.
If it weren't for the arm that popped out from behind, I should have seen the scene of the bloody man devouring a human head by now, instead of an ordinary mirror with holes.
I don't really care about the outcome of their battles, whoever wins and who loses, anyway, they still have to kill me in the end, I'm worried about whether the bloody man is pressed to death by that hand, if he dies too, it's too much for me to want, at least I don't have to worry about being killed inexplicably.
But then again, what's that black hand? How could he be so strong, with a press and a drag, he wiped out the blood-dripping man.
When I came out of the bathroom, I found that the living room had been restored to its original state, the traces of the previous fight, and the blood stains on the ground had all disappeared, and the shadows on the walls had also disappeared.
I look at the time, almost a night, yesterday because of the game, I didn't rest all night, today and toss until now, even the iron man can't bear it, I straight to the bed slammed, immediately fell into a deep sleep.
In a daze, I seemed to see a pitch-black circular cage, with a drop of blood in the cage, constantly colliding in all directions, and each time it was blocked by a black invisible screen.
This drop of blood looks familiar to me, similar to the one I got out of the wheel of fate, but it's much smaller than the one at the beginning.
I sat up from the bed suddenly, my forehead was covered in cold sweat, the blood-dripping man was not dead, he was just trapped in some dark ...... Thinking back to the situation in the dream, I couldn't help but touch my left eye.
It's pitch black, the round cage looks like an enlarged eyeball no matter how you look at it, is the bloody man trapped in my left eye?
When the pitch-black palm was slapped down, I did feel that something flew into my eyes, judging from the current situation, it should be the bloody man who found out that the situation was wrong and fled as soon as possible, and the situation at that time, drilling into my eyes, was the best disguise.
Damn, let you kill Lao Tzu, you deserve to be killed.
I cursed and went to the bathroom to wash up.
When I washed, I deliberately paid attention to the mirror, and nothing changed except for a fist-sized hole on it.
After a few more looks, I finally figured out the problem.
The problem is not in the mirror, but in my eyes.
Through the reflection of the mirror, I could faintly see a small figure in the black eyes.
Dripping Blood?