"Tear up!"

A strange but chilling tearing sound was born in the wilderness where only the sound of insects echoed, and the demon cultivator like a tentacle monster was torn off half of his appendages by Feng Xue at will, and found a real knife from the package that was originally intended to be used as a "holy relic" to open the door, like a cow dismantling a cow, decomposing the demon cultivator in front of him.

Although the [Demon Chef] still does not condense the strange talk entry to this day, it provides a lot of [knowledge], and as this urban legend continues to spread in Victoria, Feng Xue's development of the [Chef] label has become more and more sophisticated.

For example, in the face of the guy in front of him who has completely turned into an echinoderm painting style, Feng Xue can still judge the characteristics of this "ingredient" in just a few cuts, and accurately decompose it.

The efficiency even surpassed the dissection obtained directly from Infinity City during the time of the corpse collector.

"I just thought there was something wrong with the feel of the head, and it turned out to be directly retracted into the stomach......"

Looking at the brain in the abdominal cavity wrapped by the large intestine and small intestine, Feng Xue muttered with a strange expression, but this still alive "demon" no longer has an organ that can make a sound, so although the brain is squirming at a disgusting frequency at high speed, it has not been able to transmit even a single begging for mercy to Feng Xue.

"It's worthy of being a demon cult demon, and it's really hard-mouthed!" Feng Xue let out a sigh of wonder if the other party could hear it, and continued to dismember the body, trying to analyze the mystery of the other party.

I have to say that the power of [Wu] is really the strongest power in Feng Xue's body, with the process of Feng Xue's dismemberment of the demon cultivator, as he injected the static fluctuations he generated into the demon cultivator's body little by little, as the internal force of the goblin attribute was repeatedly washed away, the secret of the power of the demon cultivator's body was also slowly unfolding.

"I see, the ultimate [yang] sexual power? So is the hyperplastic limb [cancerous] plus [mutated]? But this doesn't explain that even dead things are polluted? Well, I guess it's off, maybe this is a metaphysical law unique to this world? ”

Feng Xue warned herself that she could not use the worldview of other worlds to measure the systems of other worlds, and at the same time tried to study this power system.

Under the power of [Wu], everything in the world can be transformed into martial arts, not to mention that the "superpower" of this demon cult demon is already recognized as [Wu] by the people of this world.

Feng Xue unscrupulously explored the various characteristics of this demon cultivator's body, studied the laws of qi circulation, examined the basis of the body's mutations, and the peculiar plasticity of flesh and blood.

However, as time passed, the knife in Feng Xue's hand suddenly made a strange light sound-

"Click!"

Feng Xue only felt a slap in his palm, but under the all-round protection of the 22nd century toy, he did not suffer any damage, and let go of his hand, and the knife used to dissect the corpse of the demon cultivator fell to the ground, as if it had become a living thing, and shot towards Feng Xue's face.

"Obviously there is no ability to deform, where is the motivation?" Feng Xue narrowed his eyes, with the isolation of 22nd century toys, he could unscrupulously release fluctuations to feel everything around him.

Then, he noticed that the knife was being wrapped in a strange "air mass" at this time, the "air mass" was like a tentacle, like a limb, catching the "Qi" and other things between heaven and earth like a filter feeder, and there was even one rooted in the body of the demon cultivator, Feng Xue could clearly judge that it was not controlled by the demon cultivator, but like a leech, drawing strength from the demon cultivator.

In this way, the air mass continued to grow, and shot out a large number of tentacles, like a three-dimensional mobile device, through various stretching behaviors, attacking Feng Xue.

"Interesting, although there is a difference in the way of existence, but in terms of conclusion, there are some similarities with the unthinking supernatural power! This is the essence of demonization? Is it a self-sufficient mass of so-called 'demonic energy'? Are demons and dead things just carriers? So what's the deal with merging with the human body? ”

Feng Xue watched with interest as she continued to attack herself, and couldn't help but think of Mr. Bookkeeper's brush that was completely with the wrist of his right hand, but he suddenly stretched out his hand.

"Boom!"

Under the prediction of avoiding arrows and protection, Feng Xue accurately grabbed the demonized knife, and then, launched a power that has been rarely used all along-

[Plunder]!

This is a set of "change the right to use" and "gain control" as one of the bandit power, at the moment it was launched, the knife that was originally crazy and wanted to attack Feng Xue suddenly stopped moving, but Feng Xue could still feel that the demonic energy escaping from the knife was still persistently trying to drill into the cracks of the armor.

"In other words, the attack is not for the purpose of 'harm', but some kind of inherent attribute like 'magic sword erosion'? Similar to a 'parasite' looking for a host? Because dead things can't provide enough 'nutrients', so they are desperately looking for a carrier for parasitism? ”

"Interesting things, I don't know what the situation is like with evil, Gu, and poison." Feng Xue played with the knife that he didn't want to be one with him all the time, and glanced at the panel of the squeezing driver of everything, he had been "playing" for more than twenty minutes today, and in another thirty minutes, the anti-addiction system would be activated.

After thinking for a while, Feng Xue took out an unused small wrapping cloth from her waist bag, pressed the knife on it along with the still wriggling demon cultivation body, and quietly observed the follow-up effects-

He wondered if the contamination could affect the phantoms.

After all, theoretically speaking, unlike his strange story, which is encapsulated in a suspected protein shell that conforms to the rules of the world, the phantom itself is the crystallization of cognition, and it cannot be affected by anything other than information.

But the theory is only a theory in the final analysis, if this kind of demonic qi can even be polluted, corroded, and parasitic on phantoms, Feng Xue will have to destroy this sample.

Because no matter whether the phantom thing can bear it or not, his body will definitely not be able to carry it anyway.

"Anti-addiction is a good civilization, but you give me a chance to register with my real name! I'm eighteen! ”

Feng Xue muttered depressedly in her heart, the salt also appeared in her hand again, in the spirit of not wasting it, Feng Xue tore open the salt bag and sprinkled it directly towards the wriggling brain of the demon cultivator, with an indescribable wriggling, the brain that quickly dried up twitched even more.

"None of them are dead?" Feng Xue looked at the brain entangled by demonic tentacles in amazement, but she was still a little puzzled.

Obviously, even dead things can be parasitic, but why is it that for evil cultivators, it is obviously parasitic on the brain?

Feng Xue shook her head, feeling that this might require a lot of samples to explain, looking at the wrapping cloth that had never been demonized as time approached, Feng Xue still didn't dare to take it with her, but just used it to pack the demonized little dagger together and bury it on the spot.

After doing this, Feng Xue took out a box of phantom matches that "can be lit in any environment" from her waist bag, stabbed out a flame, and threw it into the flesh and blood wreckage that was still twitching.

As the flames rose, the wisps of demonic energy wrapped and wrapped around the flesh began to thin out, and finally as the corpse completely turned into charcoal, there was no trace of it......

I've said many times about phantom objects, that the power of the cognitive system, whether it's the power of weirdness or the power of illusions, is set rather than physically interfered with.

That is, "it can be done based on the setting, so it can", not "it can be done based on the laws of physics, so it can", take the crystal that I made for Jaston before, there is no radiation in the setting, so it really has no radiation, not even optical radiation, but it can emit light, and asking is the setting.

In the same way, you can think of the life-sustaining function of the transformer as adapting to the lamp, rather than thinking that the material itself can resist nuclear explosions.

And how did you come up with the term protective toys? When it comes to saying that a toy is safe and reliable, why do you think that protection is the main function? If you buy a children's roller skate, it will also come with knee pads and elbow pads, you can't say that the main function of roller skates is to prevent falls, right?

There is also the Arrow Avoidance Protection, which is not used to feel the "deadly threat", but to feel the "ranged attack"! He can feel and avoid it when you spit on it, and it doesn't matter if it's fatal or not.

As for why you have to hide in the face of the sea owner, because the battle between strange talks is different from the battle between people and strange talks, to deal with real people, to say that it is indestructible, that is, to be indestructible, but in the face of strange talks, you can't be sure that the other party will have a targeted element or even authority such as [ignoring defense] and [all things connected].

In the face of those things in the current world that are based on the laws of physics or metaphysics in this world, the Kamen Rider suit can basically resist hard, but in the face of phantom objects and powers based on [cognition], Feng Xue can still dodge.

It's still the same sentence - the setting is bigger than the sky, and the sun is attacked.

(End of chapter)