"Boom!"

The crackling red-yellow spark collided with the bone-revealing left arm.

The fire flickered, and the smoke mixed with the explosion exploded, and at the same time, a strong smell of coke filled the air.

He just squatted on the rising altar, coldly watching the remnants of the blasted bones, which were scattered without a trace with the wave of explosion.

Seeing this, his tense muscles not only relaxed, but tightened again, and when he raised his hand again, the shield fell directly down and slapped heavily on the scattered ashes.

Killing people is to throw ashes, even if the ashes are your own!

Long before he fought the knight, he forcibly took the demigod back, otherwise, this arm would not have been cut off so easily.

By this time, the altar had risen to the top of the cave and had slipped into a tunnel just enough to accommodate the altar's ascent, and the fog and knights below had disappeared from view.

The task was about to be completed, and he hurriedly raised the golden knife that was about to melt and placed it in front of his eyes, and observed it carefully.

The skull on the hilt had long since fallen off, and the curved blade had an ugly curved section in the middle to the left.

"Alas......"

He sighed and didn't say anything, and at this moment, a throbbing sensation that hurt his brain and his brain suddenly spread all over his body.

He reacted, and turned his head stiffly to look at the wound that was still spurting blood.

"Ahem......"

The body was getting colder, and the teeth began to collide up and down involuntarily, making a rapid sound.

If the blood is allowed to continue like this, he will definitely die.

Blood poured red on the gravel on the altar floor, and he put the golden knife in his mouth to bite it, then pulled out a ring of bandages from inside the storage ring.

【Bandage】

【Restoration】

[Quality: Garbage]

[Effect: If properly wrapped, it can prevent blood from flowing out of the wound.] 】

A very garbage prop, I didn't even bother to test the copy of the college entrance examination, and when I came in, this thing was directly ignored.

With difficulty, he used his right hand and one arm to put the bandage on the wound on his shoulder very jerky.

"Uh-huh!!"

The unbearable feeling of drilling the heart made the muscles of the whole body convuls.

"Humph!!"

The trembling right hand haphazardly blocked the wound with a bandage.

Hot blood dripped down his fingers.

After the battle, the adrenal glands had failed, and the gradual surging weakness was even more torturous.

In the final analysis, this is the real world, the pain will not go away, especially the broken limbs, and it will not be like a game, a skill can grow intact in an instant, especially an injury like his, if you want to recover, ordinary priests can't cure it, at most you can only help him stop the bleeding quickly.

If you want to be reborn with a severed limb, you have to find a recovery class of at least the third order or higher.

Just like the patron saint of Naron City, the space archmage, who can transform decay into a magical powerhouse.

After bandaging the wound, he used his right hand, which was covered with blood, to remove the golden knife that had bitten out the tooth marks.

As soon as the golden sword swung in front of him, he did not give up his fighting posture, silently waiting for the altar to rise to the top.

Suddenly, at this moment, the altar suddenly had a very strange card and stopped rising.

And there was still no panic on his face.

"Bang bang."

He felt his right shoulder be touched twice.

He turned his head and saw a severed hand on his shoulder.

The severed arm floated in the air, the palm of the hand fell on the shoulder, and the little thumb was aimed at him, it looked like it should be a left hand, and it was still very new and familiar, and it should be his own hand if nothing else.

The cold voice came to mind.

"You...... It's really ruthless, what did you do to yourself? ”

His gaze was fixed on the texture of his left arm, and he said without emotion:

"Today it's a hand, tomorrow maybe it's a leg, the day after tomorrow maybe it's half a brain, why can't I do it?"

The cold voice was stunned, with a little fear:

"For thousands of years, a mortal like you is rare."

He also replied extremely sarcastically:

"I have never seen such a weak demigod, cowered in someone else's body, like a homeless and lonely ghost, relying on that self-righteous attitude, with that clumsy tone that he thought he could tempt anyone? If it weren't for the fact that you could still come out and jump a few times, I really thought that some cockroach that couldn't be killed lived in my body. ”

The cold voice was choked, and it took a long time to speak, but this time it was a little angry:

"Mortal, are you taking yourself too seriously? Do you know the attitude with which you are speaking to a being who has touched God? ”

He laughed twice, flicked his right hand, and the golden knife rested against his left arm, and his tone became even more mocking:

"God? I whispered to you, will you bless me? Or if I cry like a fool, you won't kill me? Or if I kneel down and kowtow, you will take me to ascend to godhood? So what does it matter to me that you're a demigod? If you want to refine me into a puppet, then you'd better hurry up, otherwise I'll chop you once I see you in the future, and I won't believe that you can be resurrected forever! ”

His words are undoubted, it is precisely because after the initial alliance of the dry corpse, he knows the details of this demigod, and also knows that as long as this demigod does not occupy his body for a day, the dominance will not change for a day, and if the demigod really occupies his body one day, then it will be too late.

This copy is a precedent, forcing him to summon this demigod, and then forcing him to use the power of this demigod, and finally giving a hand for nothing, this demigod's abacus is really a jingle of knocking.

If this situation happens a few more times, then he himself is still stupid and dangling this demigod as the so-called killer weapon, then he is stupid to his grandmother's house.

This time, the demigods interfered with the college entrance examination, and the three-turn copy that was almost impossible to challenge suddenly appeared, which completely stimulated his anger, and the plan that he originally planned to deal with the human demigods after the college entrance examination changed, and he simply lifted the table and had a direct showdown.

The demigod was silent for a moment, and I don't know how long it took before he spoke quietly:

"You're such a madman."

"In order to survive, I'm not crazy now, maybe one day I won't even have the chance to be crazy."

The demigod was silent, and he felt a lightness on his shoulders.

Then the severed arm slipped down from his shoulder, fell to the ground, stood up on his fingers, and walked up to him like a little man.

He heard the demigod sigh again:

"Alas, I thought that the way of mentioning two souls could bind you and make you obedient, but I didn't expect that it was me who was bound in the end, as early as in the Memory Cemetery, I should have known that you were a deadly character, at that time, even if you were suppressed by the old gods for another thousand years, you should have forcibly jumped into the tomb to kill you, and snatched the boundary breaking stone, if you hadn't underestimated you at that time, how could you end up like this?"

Seeing the broken arm sighing with a sigh, he fell into the well and mocked:

"Oh, poor demigod, should I use this one-arm to hand you some tissues and coax you?"

The demigod smiled, laughing for the first time, and Bai Liang, who faced the demigod, knew that this god was not laughing at him, but laughing at himself.

"It's interesting, I've been in that memory cemetery, suppressed by the old gods like a slave for thousands of years, chained there like a dog, and I've seen all kinds of greedy ghosts coming and going, and it's the first time I've seen a special character like you, it's interesting, it's so interesting."

Seeing the attitude of the demigod, his face turned cold:

"I don't know what this means, I just know, please get out of my body immediately, or I'll really cut you a thousand times!"

The demigod did not answer, but said something short, irrelevant, unexpected, and that drove everyone in the world crazy:

"Boy, do you want to be a god?"