Chapter 292: The cursed little leather whip, repeatedly whipped

The crunch echoed in the betrayer's mind.

The situation that this betrayer had worked so hard to maintain completely collapsed at this moment, and the [spirituality] that was already restless instantly boiled.

In just an instant, the flesh and blood of this betrayer swelled several times.

The originally rickety body, at this moment, became tall and ......

Twist!

The muscles that are completely contrary to ordinary people's cognition grow in a diamond-shaped posture one after another, especially the other party's rickety back is gathering 80% of the flesh and blood of the body, making the other party's entire 'person' look extremely slender, as if carrying a huge shell.

A shell made up of sarcoma.

Whew, whew!

Messy hair hung down, and heavy gasps rang out from the traitor's mouth, mixed with slurred words.

"Kill you! Kill you! โ€

The voice is no longer Melville's own, but also mixed with a hint of a female voice, like a mechanical synthesizer.

The sound was so sharp that it was like a finger running across a blackboard, more like plastic foam rubbing against the ground.

When Arthur heard this, he couldn't help frowning.

The attackers on the cliffs, covering their ears, rolled down the cliffs that surrounded the manor one by one.

There was hardly any difference from the first attackers.

It's all flesh and blood, and it's all broken bones.

However, the sheer sound of death made the aberrant betrayer feel pleasure, and a laugh kept coming from his mouth.

Then, those corpses shriveled at a rate visible to the naked eye.

"That's it! That's it!

Death! Death!

Death is the ultimate destination! โ€

The aberrant betrayer swells again.

However, this time the expansion is different from the previous ones.

It's just that the sarcoma on the other party's back is swollen, but the slender body has not changed, but it has become more and more slender, if it can be said to be a thin and narrow body just now.

Now, all that's left is skinny and bones.

Even, the bones are being sucked by the sarcoma in the back.

But the aberrant betrayer is unaware.

He......

No, it stared at Arthur, its gaze still fierce.

But Arthur remained unmoved.

Feeling the strong 'breath of death', Arthur's heart was extremely stable and calm, even if the 'breath of death' contained in that hemosarcoma was ten times that of the outside world.

He, Arthur, faced 'death'......

It's just a little breeze.

Nothing.

On the contrary, Arthur continued to consume his own death qi, forming one after another [Little Curse Technique] to bless the aberrant betrayer in front of him.

Arthur had been informed by the experiment just now that the Little Curse Technique was useful.

Although this is extremely useful in the face of the 'mystical side people' with [spirituality], as long as you keep stacking, surprises will appear.

Quantitative change will eventually lead to qualitative change!

Of course, at this time, constantly casting the [Little Curse Technique] is one aspect.

More importantly, Arthur wants to know what it is like for [Dead Air] to enter the state of rampant indiscriminate calamity.

For someone like Arthur, any power must be accurately controlled in his own hands, and even if it is in a violent state, it needs to have accurate data.

And the consequence of doing this is-

"Ahhh

Why is it distorted?

How can I be distorted? โ€

The aberrant betrayer, who had been enjoying his face, suddenly came to his senses, sensing the sarcoid behind him, and the betrayer roared loudly.

But immediately, this shout of disbelief turned into a murmur of enjoyment.

"That's right! Right!

That's it!

It's all about 'death'!

I......

Don't do that! โ€

The muttering of enjoyment was interrupted once more, and the voice of the aberrant betrayer reappeared, a mournful roar echoing through the plaza of 'Ymir Manor'.

The aberrant betrayer looked down at Arthur, his eyes full of pleading.

"Help me!

I'm willing to be your dog!

Please, help me! โ€

In the face of the pleading of the aberrant betrayer, the young 'spirit medium' was completely indifferent, and his backhand was slapped with two [Little Curse Techniques].

Arthur would never believe the words of a shadow.

It's like he wouldn't believe what the young lady on the third floor said about his father's gambling mother's sick brother studying, and he didn't know it for a long time.

Even, to some extent, the former is more unreliable than the latter.

The latter also has some professional ethics, at least they know how to wear glue.

Former?

It's really capricious.

In fact, the same is true -

"Kill you!

If I die, you won't live!

Do you know what you're up against! โ€

The aberrant betrayer opens his mouth to threaten Arthur.

Obviously, the [Little Curse Technique] took effect and began to block the process of the betrayer's aberration, but it also made Arthur sure that there was something in that sarcoma, and the betrayer who seemed to be one was completely dominated by the things in that sarcoma at this time.

Otherwise, at this time, it was the contents of the sarcoma that were affected by the [Little Curse Technique], not the more and more spiritual aberrant betrayer.

In order to prove his conjecture, Arthur increased the output of the [Little Curse Technique].

Suddenly, the aberrant betrayer changed.

The deformed betrayer became muddy again, and it was clear that the other party who had the upper hand was affected by the [Little Curse Technique].

And after Arthur output the [Little Curse Technique] again, the other party came to his senses again.

After a few back-and-forths, Arthur confirmed his suspicions.

It just so happened that at this time, the aberrant betrayer came to his senses again.

This time, the aberrant betrayer finally reacted -

"You're experimenting with me?!

You cold-blooded monster! โ€

The aberrant betrayer roared.

Then, flipping his hands, he grabbed the sarcoma on his back and tore it violently.

It was clear that by this time, the aberrant betrayer still wanted to survive.

However, with Arthur's [Little Curse Technique], the other party who fell into a daze was pinched and exploded in the head by the claws stretched out from the sarcoma.

Syllable!

There was a crisp sound, but there was no splash of brains.

The shattered head of the aberrant betrayer was absorbed by the presence within the sarcoma, followed by the torso and limbs.

When everything is absorbed, the sarcoma blooms like a lotus flower.

And thenโ€”

A humanoid creature with a hideous face and limbs replaced by sharp claws appeared!

Can......

There's nothing overwhelming.

There is no foil to destroy the world.

It staggered out, a sickly look on its human-like face, and an unprecedented exhaustion in its eyes.

Even the sharp claws were dull.

On the whole, it looks like a programmer who has been deducted from his bonus after working overtime for a month.

What happened?

Why did I become like this?

'Weird' is also full of doubts and puzzles in his heart.

And at this time, a voice of pity came from my ears-

"You're finally here."

Subconsciously, 'weird' followed the sound.

It sees the young 'medium'.

[Dead Air] A young 'spirit medium' that has just been emptied.

It's just that the moment he saw the young 'spirit medium', the 'weird' whole body trembled.

It screamedโ€”

"You!"

(End of chapter)