Chapter 256: Atrocities
More like a beast than a beast, Jonathan, infected by malice from blood, let out a oozing laugh.
"It's okay to have no reason, just use the most severe pain to remind you of your sanity a little bit. ”
Lowering the center of gravity of his body, Jonathan touched the fingers of his hands to the ground slightly, and the explosive force of his limbs made him rush out like a cheetah, towards Chuck, who had completely lost his human form.
At Jonathan, who was rushing towards him, Chuck slapped it with both hands.
Chuck's attack was very powerful but inflexible, and it would have been the best way to dodge, but Jonathan didn't dodge, but went head-on.
If you don't have the skills to fight, then abandon all the skills and use the most brutal attacks and the rudest defenses to turn "fighting" into "atrocities".
Jonathan's hands plunged into Chuck's palms like sharp knives, breaking open the musculature, but his own hands were injured by the reaction force, and the fingers to the wrists were fractured.
But that's not all, Jonathan used his hands as support points, leaned forward sharply, opened his mouth and bit Chuck's throat.
"Gooah, ahh
With a dull scream, the flesh of Chuck's throat was pulled out by Jonathan along with the deeper trachea, and the massive bleeding from the torn artery sprayed Jonathan's body like a fountain.
If it were an ordinary human, such a serious injury would have been fatal, but Chuck was still in spirit, he grabbed Jonathan's hands, ripped Jonathan off himself, and then smashed it hard to the ground, and several times in a row made Jonathan's clenched Chuck's movements loosen slightly, and at the moment of loosening, Chuck threw Jonathan out.
Bounced off the ground several times, and the bloodied Jonathan fell like rags into the bushes next to the stream, and the bones of his body were completely deformed, as a result of several smashes.
"Ahh ”
Complaining in an indifferent tone, Jonathan, who had not been affected in the slightest in his movements, slowly stood up, and with each movement, his body would be slowly pulled back to its original state, and by the time he stood up completely, there was no longer a trace of injury except for the terrible blood stains on his torn clothes.
"Can't you be a little gentler with young people, if it weren't for this powerful healing ability, I would have turned into mud a long time ago?"
Twisting his neck, the last broken bone of his spine was put back into place, which made Joansen feel a little satisfied.
"But you don't have that kind of work, do you?"
Chuck, who was asked this, was busy stuffing the exposed trachea back into place, and with the granulation around the wound, the bloody wound inflicted by Jonathan was also filled little by little.
However, Jonathan clearly didn't intend to give Chuck much respite, and he rushed forward once more and inserted his finger into Chuck's abdomen while Chuck was busy tending to his wounds.
"Let's see how far you can go in your life. ”
Jonathan moved his fingers into Chuck's abdomen, pulling out the flesh from Chuck's abdomen again and again, and then inserting his fingers deeper again and again.
With each time Jonathan pulled it out, Chuck's body would slowly be destroyed, first flesh and blood, then internal organs and bones, but even so, the man who drank the two bottles of potion still did not die, but recovered more and more slowly.
Chuck's roar slowly changed from 'kill you' to 'don't, help me', and finally, he couldn't even utter the full words, only to whimper like a lamb to the slaughter.
This kind of battle, which has become a slaughterhouse entirely, is too bloody, and as I said before, it is not a "battle" but an "atrocity".
Chuck is getting weaker and weaker, not only physically, but also mentally, and it always feels like the power of the medicine is exhausted.
"Looks like I'm right, these potions can't make people immortal. ”
Jonathan looked at Chuck, who had been physically hollowed out, with a warm gaze, and muttered to himself.
"But this is really powerful, to be able to make people look like this without dying, should it be said to be beautiful or cruel. ”
Still, no matter what becomes of Chuck, Jonathan's atrocities will continue until the moment he feels enough is enough.
Watching the atrocity between Jonathan and Chuck, Soros couldn't contain the vomiting even if he tried to choke his neck.
Soros couldn't figure it out, and he didn't have the strength to think about it, what he saw today had already exhausted the veteran adventurer.
Far away in another dimension of the ruins.
"Speaking ......"
Isaac stopped pushing the door.
"There are a lot of potions in this city that are worth a lot of money in addition to magic items. ”
I don't know why Isaac suddenly mentioned this, Lucia and Lamech looked at each other suspiciously, and waited for Isack's next words.
"The culmination of those potions, the "Wine of Life", which is called the "blood of the gods", is a rare treasure. ”
"The Wine of Life?"
Lamech was puzzled, she also knew the rumors of God's blood, after all, the first thing people in the other world thought of when they heard about supernatural powers such as magic was almost the same thing-immortality.
Because he was familiar with the legend of the blood of the gods, Lamech would be puzzled after hearing Azak's words.
"But shouldn't the blood of God be the wine of eternal life?"
How did it become the wine of life in the mouth of Izak.
"Eternal life? Mankind has always fantasized about this unrealistic delusion. ”
Isaac grinned mockingly.
"The law that the tangible things will eventually return to the inanimate things and eventually usher in death, which is the basic of all things, and even the gods cannot escape it, how can human beings resist?"
Just like Isaac said, there are laws that all things must obey, why do human beings think that they can not obey them? Although he understands the truth, after Isaac said it with that mocking expression, Lamech always felt very angry.
Seeing Lamech's expression, Isaac knew she was listening to herself, so he paused and continued.
"The Wine of Life, as the crowning masterpiece of the Macentonian alchemist, is as its name suggests, it can bring extra vitality to people, not only can it be used to treat wounds, but it can also allow people to have extraordinary vitality before the effect of the medicine is exhausted, perhaps it is this extraordinary vitality that makes people mistakenly think that they will not die. ”
Isakh's explanation is very good, but Kelabury still can't understand why he chose such a time to talk about it. (To be continued.) )