96 Prophet of headaches

Even though he had already seen it once on the train, Zhang Luo, who was in a desperate situation at the time, did not have time to appreciate Frankenstein's attack.

This time, he finally got a glimpse of the mad scientist's method of fighting.

As the creator of mechanized body modification, no one can compare to Frankenstein in the skill of manipulating metal bodies. Karemon is a battle axe that attacks madly, and this girl in black is the butcher's knife that executes the decapitation!

She lowered her figure and rushed forward, two iron-gray blades in her hands dancing wildly, sparkling in the reflection of the crystal ground. It's more like a dance than an attack. But even so, this dance is undoubtedly fatal for the Mongolian sandworms that are pouring out of the passages!

"My God......" Looking at the scene in front of him, the half-demon widened his scarlet eyes, and even forgot to go up to help for a while.

Under the watchful eyes of the three of them, the sandworms with dark red bodies were cut into pieces by the blades one after another, and green corrosive slime flowed out from the corpses that fell to the ground.

"Smack!"

Accompanied by the sound of electric sparks jumping, one of the sandworms burst out of the mouth of a golden arc visible to the naked eye, directly hitting Frankenstein's body.

It's a pity that this is enough to turn ordinary people into coke, but it has no effect on the girl in black at all!

What should have been a deadly attack made the opponent faster. If the sandworm can think in a complex way, it will probably have the urge to curse before it dies......

"Click!" With a snap, the sharp blade slashed off the head of the last sandworm. Frankenstein put down his twin knives and stood on the killing field full of worm corpses, slowly turning to look at the three people behind him:

"Solved." She said.

At this time, Hasher and the half-demon were stunned, and stood in place with their mouths wide open, as if recalling the scene of the battle just now. Only Zhang Luo stared at Frankenstein's body for a while, and then kindly reminded: "You'd better go and change your clothes." ”

- The corrosive liquid that erupted from the sandworm's body during the battle was melting the black clothes on her body at a speed visible to the naked eye. A large hole had been burned in the combat uniform around his waist, revealing fair skin, and the corrosion process was still rapidly going up and down.

"Oh."

Frankenstein looked down, and then without hesitation, he raised the blade and slashed down, cutting off the upper and lower ends that were melting, and cutting the combat uniform that originally wrapped the entire body into a style similar to a "swimsuit".

"Alright." She said lightly.

"Is your body made of human flesh and blood? It doesn't look like it's mechanical. Zhang Luo stared at Frankenstein's exposed slender waist.

"It's more convenient." Frankenstein uttered an inexplicable line and asked, "Touch?" ”

"Forget it......" Zhang Luo waved his hand.

While he wanted to experience how artificial skin felt like, if the Frankenstein fans at the Weird Tales Institute found out, the angry guys would probably have torn themselves up.

So, after weighing the pros and cons, he immediately made a sound choice.

It was only then that the half-demon and Hazel finally came to their senses, and immediately rushed to Frankenstein, expressing their thoughts in an excited tone:

"Did you learn combat techniques from Dante?" The half-demon asked questions at a very fast pace.

"Miss Frankenstein is so handsome, sign me for it!" The Egyptian royal sister is about to have a red heart in her eyes.

In the face of the emotional two, Frankenstein did not show any mood fluctuations, but put away his double knives and said, "One point twenty points." ”

"I see." Zhang Luo immediately understood what she meant, opened the notebook he got from the skeleton, and continued to check the contents.

It was 1:20 a.m., and it took Frankenstein less than three minutes to finish off the legendary creatures that had spilled through the tunnel, the Mongolian sandworms.

After solving this incident, the next thing to do is to check the next closest point in time from the notebook and prepare in advance. After three triumphs, no one questions the accuracy of the notebook.

Probably because when investigating mysterious events, I had consulted all kinds of materials for a long time, which also played a great role in exercising my brain power. Zhang Luo read very quickly, and it only took two minutes to determine the next point in time in the notebook after thirteen o'clock and what would happen at that event:

13:45

My head hurts so much, I don't know what just happened......

“……”

After reading this prompt, the four people looked at each other, and they all saw a hint of confusion in the expressions on the faces of the others. Not to mention them, even if Holmes himself was there, there was no way to draw any useful conclusions from this kind of information.

"What does a headache mean? Someone smashed his head with a sledgehammer? The half-demon guessed.

"Maybe it's poison gas or noise or something, it can cause headaches." Hasher rubbed his chin like a man.

"Probably amnesia." Frankenstein said coldly.

"I don't think it's useful to discuss it here, so might as well move on?" Zhang Luo raised his arm and pointed to the narrow passage where the sandworms had sprung up before.

The clues provided in this note are too hazy. Zhang Luo knows that this kind of "multiple-choice question" that can draw countless conclusions, no matter how much he guesses, it is futile.

So, it's better to move on and explore the inside of this mysterious pyramid and maybe find new clues, or something good like a treasure.

After all, this building is still completely unknown to me:

When Pharaoh's patron god Horus first appeared, he thought that this was an underground palace belonging to Horus, but the dark cloud that took Horus away was obviously not made by that god.

And the Mongolian "death bug" that appeared next made the mystery of this pyramid a little more mysterious.

- Why did the mysterious creatures that were supposed to be in the Mongolian region appear in a pyramid beneath the Sahara Desert? You must know that this is not only thousands of miles away from the "place of origin" of Mongolian sandworms, but almost across the entire Asian continent!

Since there will be creatures that shouldn't exist in this pyramid, what strange things are waiting for you next?

Thinking of this, Zhang Luo began to get excited again. Immediately follow Frankenstein into the long corridor that had just been bombarded by a grenade and was still smelling of barbecue.

It was 1:24 p.m.

There are twenty-one minutes left before the "headache" recorded in the notebook.