Chapter 178: Giant Slayer
The neck is like a pad that separates order from chaos. The pen "Fun" is www.biquge.info on the uneven tabletop, and a backing plate will keep your handwriting from being illegible.
When people lift their arms or legs, they can cause damage without even noticing. The mind, on the other hand, thinks crankily, but often does not put it into practice.
Even the mad evil giant still has a sense of rationality. He at least knows how to calm himself down.
If you pull this pad away from your head and torso, you can see the chaos at its end. After a brief convulsion, everything will fall silent.
To die is to end thinking. This is philosophically significant. And the inactive body temperature, the coldness of the dust beneath the feet, reveals the end of the universe. The identification of a thermometer reveals the answer to all propositions. This is the double confusion.
Teng Yun let go of his ten fingers. The strings of the piano formed a freehand circle and fell lightly towards the giant's neck.
Threats come from the darkness of the unknown, and the back of the neck is often the first to bear the brunt. The giant was blinded by the witch's bullets, and he did not learn his lesson, and received a barrage of bullets. His feelings reinforced the fragility of the back of his neck.
In order to fit the image of the killer, Teng Yunshen replaced the weapon with a piano string, which once again strengthened the fragility of the back of the giant's neck.
The neck also forms a transition zone between order and chaos. Once it is cut off, chaos, death, and silence will engulf everything. As an interval, it originally contains the meaning of cutting off. When people talk about talking, they think of the tongue, when they talk about breathing, they think of the nose, they don't talk much about the neck, it seems to exist to be guillotined by others.
Teng Yun knows this, and he also knows that wildfires will eventually be burned by his own madness. Maybe it's today, maybe it's tomorrow, in short, one day, he's going to die because of it. That day could well be today.
The son of wildfire died in Teng Yunshen's poem. Wildfires are also in the works. Family, fate, madness, and self-destruction are the eternal themes of the epic. The connection is poetic in itself. The neck of the wildfire will be reunited with the fate of slaughtering his son in a past scene recreated by Teng Yunshen.
And the giant's complacent attitude happens to be an important element of the dramatic turning point.
Instead of stout bones, colorful wires grew out of the giant's neck. Rather than symbolizing an integral part of the overall structure, they symbolize the self-destructive destiny of this crazy family.
The Giant's Neck is indeed fragile. Its fragility lies not only in the fact that the abyss between life and death is succinctly revealed at the moment it is cut, but also in itself, and it is still vulnerable even if it is not viewed as a bridge from the standpoint of an instrumentalist.
Teng Yunshen threw out his thin sword, not just shattering the phantom. He picked the right angle and created a rift that allowed the magic of the Phantom Splash to capture the giant's neck.
The desire to cut shines brightly in the slender body of the piano strings. At a certain moment, I am afraid that this piano string will not be able to cause any substantial damage to the giant's rugged body. However, at this moment, the overlapping real names reside in its narrow connotation, enriching its sharpness. The giant is slaughtered under the strings of the piano, and it is appropriate to have the feasibility, purpose and inevitability of the water.
There is no law in the universe that will prevent Teng Yunshen from strangulating wildfire's neck. The invulnerability of this monster is insignificant before the mystery and randomness of the universe. A single coincidental resonance is enough to tear it apart. And the murder weapon held by Teng Yunshen is even more unfathomable. The poet's impromptu ritual gives it the attributes of slaughtering the wildfire family.
The young killer tightened the transparent sling.
He put all sorts of speculation on the giant's neck, just for this last aria. Click. He cut the wires. Mars scurried in all directions, and it was perhaps the embers of the giant's thoughts, squandering the last of its madness before the final silence arrived.
Wildfires didn't end there. Teng Yun deeply cut half of his neck, however, the reason why a monster is a monster is because he is not easy to kill.
The witch turned on the Walkman that hung on her wrist.
Even if Teng Yunshen didn't do his best for her, and didn't make such a long poem for her, she had a plan to kill the wildfire. From beginning to end, she saw Teng Yunshen as a protected person rather than a collaborator. No matter how talented he is, Teng Yunshen is just a child, and at this point, what Wildfire said is right.
The witch was different, she was only a little older than Teng Yunshen, but she had been harvesting the head with this scythe in her hand for several years.
The wounds of the wildfire rattle to melodious music.
If the giant thinks he can avoid all the witch's bullets, he is very wrong. He was able to avoid a normal bullet with a heavier weight, but he could not avoid a series of special bullets with a lower weight.
The Scythe has four shooting modes, and the Witch takes the least threatening of them all, luring the wildfire into the wrong rhythm.
Accustomed to licking blood from the tip of a knife, Wildfire quickly became familiar with the speed of the bullet. He thinks that the witch's shooting is no longer a threat. He was too careless.
A heart grew out of a bullet hole in the giant's chest. It beats as softly as a baby's heart, not unlike a giant's heart. However, it is a heart.
The witch shot the ashes bullets out of her hand.
This is a high-end product with very little circulation in the market. They are smelted from the corpses of wizards and carry deadly poison. And in the hands of the necromancer, they are even more powerful.
The witch's song evokes the ashes alive. The remains of the dead took root in the giant's wounds. Cremation bullets can be especially deadly for shapeshifters, even more so than hunting bullets and silver bullets. Their super self-healing ability gives the ashes plenty of nutrients.
Wildfires have not been on guard. Even if the witch is equipped with an extremely rare ash bullet, he is confident that he will destroy the opponent's spells. However, the witch stored the necromancer's magic in the form of sound waves in the Walkman and unleashed it in a pinch. Such artifacts are rarer than cremation bullets. Wildfire underestimated the power the girl held.
Teng Yunshen held the magic sword again.
Click. The Walkman was torn apart with a violent shattering sound, billowing smoke.
The witch had bought a magic weapon that could only be used once, but she didn't feel sorry for it. Only the living are entitled to suffer from gains and losses in order to make the best use of things, but she is dancing with death.
The giant turned around and slashed Teng Yunshen into two pieces.