Chapter 102: The Human Cannon of the Human Centipede
The huge flames dissipated, and the law of smoke and no harm was broken.
The tail segment of the human centipede was blown to pieces, and several body segments on the outside were also affected by the power of the explosion, disemboweling, cutting limbs and legs, and the scene was very bloody.
It was the translucent and white gelatinous object that firmly stuck to the body segments of the corpse with missing arms and legs, keeping its body stable.
The human centipede angrily opened its modified mouthparts, hissed a completely different sound from that of humans, coiled up like a snake, and looked resentfully at the helicopter in the sky.
Then dozens of feet sped up and tried to escape to a bungalow a few hundred meters away, hiding from the rockets.
"Wuhu"
The two armed policemen on the helicopter clapped their hands, and the one who was in control of the AT4 said excitedly: "I take back what I just said, this thing is really good, I love it to death." ”
After saying that, he threw aside the used canister in his hand and picked up a new one.
The colleague next to him saw it and hurriedly snatched the AT4 into his hand.
"I haven't had a good time, let me try it too."
As he spoke, the helicopter chased the big centipede again to find a good shooting angle, hovering in the air, and the fuselage was slightly tilted.
The joints of the large centipede on the ground, more than a dozen heads like lubricating balls turned in unison, and the godless eyes were opened to the maximum, staring at the iron bird in the sky.
Before the helicopter could tilt the angle, the five or six segments of the back half of the big centipede's body violently exerted force, swinging in the direction of the helicopter like a whip.
As the inertia accumulated by the shaking is all infused to the last segment, the white gelatinous substance at the junction is instantly recovered, and the last segment loses its connection with the whole, is driven by inertia, and flies towards the helicopter.
The corpse directly hit by the rocket had already been blown to pieces, leaving only a little white bone joints in the limbs, and most of the organs had disappeared, only the head protected by the gel was still intact, barely recognizable as a human corpse.
The human cannon shot away like an arrow from a string.
The helicopter pilot watched as half of the corpse came from the ground, frantically pulling the joystick, trying to dodge, but the helicopter hovered in the air and the starting speed was far from enough.
The centipede's half-segment hits the helicopter hard.
Under the impact of the huge force, the already inclined helicopter fell to one side.
The pieces of flesh that could not be distinguished were mixed with a large amount of blood, dyeing the cabin and the people in the cabin black and red, and some broken bones were even pierced into the bodies of several people like hidden weapons.
Several broken ribs and half of a thigh were wrenched into the propeller, delivering the final fatal blow to the crumbling helicopter.
Watching the helicopter fall like a bird that had been shot, several policemen on the scene who had regained their confidence and were rescuing civilians suddenly panicked again.
Rockets can't kill them, so what can they do with the little water pipes in their hands?
A dozen or so heads of human centipedes stared at the crashed helicopter until it completely fell and a cloud of smoke and sparks exploded on the ground before retracting its gaze.
Its upper body was erect like a cobra, and its four or five heads turned in different directions to look around, as if looking for something.
Soon, a sturdy black man on the run caught its attention.
Dozens of pairs of feet quickly climbed and moved on the ground, and soon caught up with the black man.
The man's feet were grabbed by the centipede's first segment, and he lost his balance in an instant and fell forward.
His eyes were wide open in horror, his face was pale, sweat was sliding down his forehead, and he struggled to escape, but the sheer strength of the human centipede made him struggle in vain.
The large centipede is held by a pair of hands and passed backwards.
A body made up of a human body, taking turns to carry him to the last segment.
He tried to cry out for help, but all he could do was the faint sound of "he" "he" air flowing through his throat.
Soon, a thick white gel emerged from the last segment, encasing his skull tightly.
He stopped struggling, filling in the void of the corpse that had been fired as a weapon, and became the last segment of the centipede, like a tail, gently swaying with the movement of the whole.
In the white and transparent gel, the frightened expression on his face had disappeared, and his eyes seemed to be beyond his limit, and he scanned the surroundings blankly, looking for traces of living creatures.
The strange scene made Luke's speed of absorbing fear go up a notch.
Halpierre, under Luke's command, continued to harass him, and the heads of the other segments were encased in a gelatinous substance, targeting the heads and other parts of the body of the first segment.
As the distance closes, the nearby roads are becoming scarce and moving much faster.
After three to five minutes, Luke could already see the chaotic scene on the scene, and the distance was already to the point where he could release [Shapeshift].
Halpie flew low, distancing himself from the human centipede, and Luke didn't want to move over and fight the disgusting monster in close quarters.
He stopped the car, took out the [Funeral Crow] and [Death Roar] and took them with him, and in the blink of an eye, he had reached a few dozen meters behind the human centipede.
The giant centipede looked around with dozens of eyes, and Luke had already been spotted by it as soon as he appeared.
It seemed to feel Luke's strong physique and the exuberant energy in his body, and immediately turned around and pounced on Luke.
Luke activated [Psychological Stealth] as soon as possible, but it had no effect, and the human centipede still locked his position and rushed straight at him.
The enemy was not yet approaching, and he unhurriedly sketched the spell structure of the "Siphon Line".
In the battlefield environment, Luke's mind is highly concentrated, and the spell structure is drawn extremely quickly.
In less than two seconds, the golden-orange ray exploded on the human centipede's head, and the sparks exploded to shatter the head of the first body segment.
The human centipede was suddenly attacked unexpectedly, and its "head" slammed into the ground, plowed a deep furrow in the dirt.
The ray quickly returned upon impact, forming an eggshell-like shield around Luke's body.
Without waiting for the human centipede to recover, he was directly infused with spiritual energy and activated the [Death Roar]'s own skill [Pioneering Moment], and the legendary cowboy Yasmani Litt appeared from the void with his ten younger brothers, aimed at the big centipede and began to fire a volley.
When our mages hit large creatures, they highlight a fire coverage that overflows damage.
After being briefly stunned by the rays, the human centipede may have more brains, and the recovery and subsequent response are extremely rapid.
It slammed away the segments behind it and flung them towards Luke.
While counterattacking, the corpses were also used as shields and cover, blocking most of the shotgun shots.
The remaining five or six corpse pieces were connected by half centipedes in a hurry, fleeing away from Luke, throwing off the first segment that was no longer usable and throwing it away, and the second segment temporarily topped its head.
It is no longer fussy, and casually grabs two more dying people and mounts them to the tail, which are connected together with gel.
[Shapeshift] is still a bit too buggy in the early stage.,I want to write some fierce battles.,Unless you give the protagonist a lower intelligence.,Don't let him use this skill.,Otherwise, it's very boring.,Remote ray,Swap positions.,Continue the ray.。
After all, the enemies in the early stage are a bit stupid, and they are all physics departments.
I'll give you the whole bit of the French villain
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