The blood-colored tentacles that shimmered with a strange light all around their bodies exuded a sharp aura that made the hairs stand on end.

It was as if it weren't a tentacle of flesh and blood, but a sharp spike made of steel.

Thousands of tentacles roll upside down.

Like the waves of the sea of blood, with the bloody wind and rain in the sky.

Erin, the clown surrounded by hundreds of millions of tentacles, was pierced by thousands of tentacles at the same time before he could make any movement.

Like ten thousand arrows piercing the heart, it was nailed directly to the carpet of flesh and blood.

Hidden in the darkness of the slaughterhouse, Jin He, saw the figure pierced by the thousands of tentacles that had been transformed by himself, and a trace of cruelty flashed in his eyes that were almost covered by a circle of fat.

Just when he wanted to control the thousands of blood-colored tentacles that pierced the Clown Erin's body, open his "mouthparts" to suck the powerful and mysterious flesh of the Clown Erin, and turn it into food for his own evolution.

Sila·······

There was a sound of paper tearing.

The clown Erin, who was stabbed by thousands of blood-colored tentacles, was blurred for a while, and directly in the shocked gaze of "Jin He", he turned into a pale paper figure.

A smiling face specially drawn on the paper man's face was facing "Jin He", as if he was silently mocking something.

··········

"It's scary······"

"If I really get pierced by so many disgusting barbs, I won't die of disgust?"

At this moment, a faint voice came from the dark slaughtering hall.

Erin, who wore a clown mask on his face, stood on a beef cow carcass with a mark on his buttocks, looked at the paper man outside who was instantly torn into pieces by the thousands of tentacles that were enraged, patted his chest, and made a frightened look.

But the obvious ridicule in his words made people not think that the clown Arin was really afraid.

Following the sound, I soon found out that the clown Erin who had touched the slaughterhouse at some point.

There is a feeling of being teased, and an uncontrollable anger instantly rises in his heart.

The next second.

In his body, which looked like a huge mass of flesh, countless blood-colored tentacles squirmed as if they were enraged, like a red wave.

Under the surging red wave, the clumps of flesh and blood on Jin He's body that had been forcibly looted from different corpses seemed to come to life.

Under the weaving of blood-colored tentacles, it quickly transformed into a huge palm of more than two meters.

Almost at the moment of formation, the rotting giant palm composed of countless carrion and dry bones slapped fiercely towards the clown Erin not far away.

Through the [Crystal Eye] above the socket of his right eye, he has slightly adapted to the abnormally dark clown Arin in the slaughterhouse.

At this time, you can clearly see that in the huge palm, there are worm-like creatures, constantly wriggling.

The moment I saw the blood-colored worms.

Under the exaggerated smile of the clown Erin, the hairs suddenly exploded.

"It's worm again······"

The moment he saw these worms, the clown Erin subconsciously remembered the worm disaster that he had stopped not long ago.

At the same time, it also reminded Arryn of his experience of being sacrificed by the evil god who didn't know how to jump out of that corner and took a blood.

Damn it!

Jin and this guy can't be also polluted by the worm evil god that the evil god of the evil god sacrificed to believe, so he got out of control and was distorted!

between the electric light and flint.

Erin the Clown quickly remembered the evil god who used the worm as a symbol.

If the distortion of Jin Ji is also related to the evil god.

Then things are in trouble.

No.

To be exact.

The world is in danger.

Being able to spread pollution in the Marvel world one after another shows that the evil god may not be far away from the Marvel world.

For Aylin.

This is not good news.

"Smack!"

Don't wait for the clown Erin to think too much.

The rotting giant palm, which carried an endless stench of rancidity, slammed down on the position of Arin the clown.

"Boom······"

There was a loud muffled sound.

The one at the feet of the clown Arryn, who should have been gold and used as reserve grain, was directly slapped into a puddle of meat mud by the rotting giant palm.

Blood splattered.

And Erin, the clown who was supposed to be smashed with the beef cattle, turned into a paper figure with a weird smiling face and mockery again in the anger of Jin He.

Just when the rotten giant palm once again smashed one of the clown Erin's paper figure stand-ins.

Erin, the clown with a bolt on his finger, threw a huge package directly next to the huge head of Kim and with precision.

“surprise！”

"You've attacked me so much, enjoy the little gift I brought!"

Huge meat ball in the center.

After seeing the package that Erin the Clown tossed.

Jin Ji's fat face, which looked more and more hideous, also seemed to reveal a trace of fear.

Arin the Clown's gift to Kim Nai is nothing else.

It was on the way here that he robbed the arsenal of a gang and found all the grenades from their base camp.

And those bolts in the clown Erling's hands are the safety bolts of those grenades.

"Humph!"

Looking at the large pack of grenades that smashed into his face, Jin He, who had resisted a bursting flying knife from the clown Erin before, did not dare to be careless at all.

It's not the same as the ordinary flesh that was blown into pieces by the Bursting Knife before.

His brain.

At this time, although it is no longer Kim's fatal flaw, it is also the last thing he wants to be hurt.

Because ······

The brain is the last sustenance of Jin Ji's only shred of reason.

If the brain is ruined.

Jin He, who has undergone irreversible distortion, will completely lose the last trace of reason.

Fall into madness and become a monster that only knows how to devour flesh and blood.

At that time, Kim will no longer be a "Kim merger".

This kind of power is not what Jin Ji wants.

In the blink of an eye.

The rotten giant hand that slapped the clown Arin to death a paper figure stand-in directly retracted, blocking in front of Jin He's huge head, covering Jin He's head tightly.

Meanwhile.

In close proximity to the Rotten Giant's Hand.

In the clumps of rancid flesh and blood on the body of "Jin He", a mouth full of hideous blood suddenly opened from the mass of flesh and blood.

I took a bite and swallowed the "bomb pack" that Erin the Clown tossed!

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Rumble!

There was a loud bang.

A huge mist of blood suddenly exploded.

A huge mist of blood suddenly exploded.

The thick blood mist, mixed with countless flesh and blood foam, was directly swept in all directions by the huge shock wave.

In the slaughterhouse, the huge meat mass with a body length of more than ten meters was also violently exploded, blowing up a huge crater with a diameter of about two meters.

Even if Jin He's body at this time is extremely huge, this huge pit still occupies a lot of space on his body.

In that huge pit.

The blackened blood-colored tentacles twitched slightly, twisting and squirming, as if they wanted to relieve the "severe pain" on their bodies.

"Good opportunity."

With the resentful thread inserted into the ceiling, Erin, the clown who fell into the slaughterhouse, did not have the slightest intention of sparing Jinhe.

A flick of the wrist.

The two exploding knives that had appeared in the Joker's hands once again appeared on the Clown's right hand.

Shake it up!

These two powerful throwing knives, like two black lightning bolts, quickly cut two arcs in mid-air, and then shot into the huge crater that had just been blown up by a pack of bombs by the clown Erin.

The next second.

The deafening explosion sounded again.

This time, Jin Ji's huge body, which had been blown out of a big hole, was directly blown out of countless stumps and broken arms.

For a time, the blood wave was flying.

Even the clown Arryn was splashed by this overwhelming wave of blood.

"This taste······ It's terrible. ”

Sniffing the putrid smell of being splashed on his body, Erin the Clown's face twitched slightly under his mask.

This is mixed with the rancid smell of human and pig and cow carcasses after decomposing.

Almost vomited all the overnight meal that Erin the clown ate last night.

"So, I really don't like fighting guys like you······"

As he spoke, Erin, the clown with a sharp eye, raised his right hand to be level with the ground, and then opened his five fingers and shook it fiercely towards the huge ball of rotten flesh in front of him!

Go to hell!

Disgusting guy.

Poof!

The next moment.

Under the spiritual manipulation of the clown Erin, like a nimble butterfly, the resentment that kept dancing around Jin He's huge body shrank violently.

The silver threads as sharp as knives instantly cut huge pieces of corrupted flesh and blood on Jin He's huge body.

"Roar!"

With the help of the clown Erin, the "Golden And", who had successfully lost weight, let out an angry roar.

The resentful silk that was supposed to continue to be cut inward was directly forcibly stretched open by thousands of blood-colored tentacles.

At the same time, blood-colored tentacles burst out of Jin Ji's rotten body in an instant, and rolled towards the clown Arin not far away.

The clown Erin, who walked around in the rain of bullets, nimbly dodged the blood-colored tentacles that shot at him.

Then he turned around and waved the resentful silk, which was a cut.

Once again, large swaths of rotting flesh were cut off from Jin He's body.

Over and over!

Each time, Erin the Clown was able to accurately avoid the blood-colored tentacles in front of him, as well as the sharp barbs that stabbed out of the ground.

In the space filled with blood-colored tentacles, find a glimmer of life.

In the middle of a shift, the clown Arin used the sharp nature of the resentful love silk to constantly cut off the blood-colored tentacles in front of him.

At the same time.

The other end of the resentful love silk also turned into a deadly love silk, constantly cutting off huge pieces of meat from Jin He's huge rotten body.

Patches of large, rancid blood clots were constantly being cut from the monster's body.

In the pull of the blood-colored tentacles, it was stuffed back into the rotten body of Jinhe.

"No·······"

"It can't be consumed like this anymore."

On the scene, it seemed that the crazy clown Erin was in his heart, but he was not happy at all.

Don't look at him now, it seems as if he is suppressing Jin He.

And constantly weakening him.

But in fact, in the clown Erin's spiritual vision, the huge aura of the monster "Jin Ji" did not weaken much at this time.

The injuries he inflicted on him before may be at most some skin injuries.

In other words, these carrion that was cut by himself were not as important to Jin He, who had turned into a monster, as he imagined.

But think about it.

What really matters about the flesh that is plundered directly from the corpses of other creatures and used to fill the rotten parts of their bodies?

It seems that if you want to deal with this big guy, you have to find the core of his body.

"What a nuisance!"

"If it weren't for the resentment of the Bitter Silk who was unwilling to devour these polluted and corrupted flesh and blood, how could it be so troublesome to deal with such a monster composed entirely of flesh and blood?"

Thinking of this, the clown Erin glared fiercely with unassuming eyes, and was constantly cutting off pieces of flesh and blood on Jin He's body.

Then I thought.

"It would be nice if the little monster was here, with the little monster's unscrupulous appetite, even if this guy has more flesh and blood, it won't be enough for him to swallow ······"

The resentful silk that was glared at by the clown Erin paused slightly, and a trace of grievance inexplicably emerged on the silver-white silk thread.

This is a moment of resentment.

Directly caused some of the blood-colored tentacles that should have been cut off by it to pass through its defense line and appear in front of Arin the clown who was about to move.

Well.

Seeing the blood-colored tentacles blocking his way, the clown Erin suddenly felt a sigh in his heart.

Without waiting for him to manipulate the resentful silk, he once again carved out a way forward for himself.

A palm made of blood-colored tentacles suddenly burst out of the ground, grabbing the clown Erin who had stayed for a second.

The next second.

A terrifying force that could crush steel burst out from the blood-colored palm in an instant, directly pinching the clown Arin's ankle with a "click" sound.

"Paper man stand-in!"

After sacrificing a paper figure again, he did not hesitate.

The figure of the clown Arin swapped places with the paper figures he had deliberately scattered in the slaughterhouse before, and appeared in another position in the slaughterhouse.

I felt a sharp pain in my ankle.

Erin, the clown who had just appeared, looked slightly condensed.

Although he used the ability of the paper man stand-in just now to dodge the follow-up attack of the blood-colored palm, his bare foot was still injured by the blood-colored palm.

With a sharp pain in the ankle.

Erin the Clown judged that the bone of his right ankle must have cracked, if not crushed.

And with this sharp pain, the clown Erin's right ankle is also congested and swollen at a speed visible to the naked eye.

Such an injury will undoubtedly greatly affect Erin's next battle.

"Careless·······"

(End of chapter)