Brass Dragon in the Dragon World

Chapter 193 Clark Devouring Gods
Clark felt his body had never been better. Some kind of thick, long tentacles protruded from his lower abdomen, inserted into the ceiling, and fixed him on it, but in Clark's view, this was just part of evolution.

But if Herzog is still alive, seeing Clark's appearance, he will definitely think of those creatures infected by the flesh and blood of the next generation, their desires become pure, leaving only eating and mating, the organs under the crotch are distorted and enlarged, Tentacles stab into any creature that dares approach them.

Unlike what Clark thought, he did not gain immortality, but was about to die. The last impulse of his body urged him to leave his genetic information, so as to prove to the world that he had lived.

The moment he saw Lu Mingfei, Clark felt a burst of hunger. Undoubtedly, that sweet body was giving him a physical impulse. The twisted organs protruding from his abdomen fluctuated, and Clark was like a puddle of rotten flesh. It fell like meat.

At that moment, both Caesar and Lu Mingfei had an urge to vomit in their hearts. This posture was completely different from the Deadpool they usually saw, so twisted and evil, it hit the soul directly.

"It looks like our Mr. Assassin has been eaten," Ender said nonchalantly, shining a flashlight on the corpse, "you are so lucky that what you encountered was not a dangerous hybrid, but a monster without reason. "

As he spoke, he took two chairs from the side, asked Chu Zihang to sit down, took out a bottle of Coke from the interspatial bag, and shouted while drinking: "This way we won't interfere, Caesar, it's not up to you to solve it yourself. And don't destroy the corpse, this is a precious experimental sample."

However, Caesar and Lu Mingfei had no time to care about the two people who were drinking tea and watching the theater. Lu Mingfei looked at the monster crawling up from the ground with fear, and approached each other carefully and slowly.

Clark raised his head, looked at Lu Mingfei who was holding a shield in front of him, and wanted to say something, but found that his throat had already been corroded by dragon blood, and all his words could only turn into a deep roar.

"I said: let there be light." Caesar's voice came from behind, Clark looked up suspiciously, but saw light coming from the shelf of cans beside the wall, a can of beans gave off a dim light, barely lit Dark cellar.

This is a trick called light spell, which can make an object glow.

Perhaps Clark was stimulated by Caesar's tricks, he tried to bypass Lu Mingfei and rushed towards Caesar.

But Lu Mingfei was one step faster. His thin body was faster than Clark's swollen and twisted body. He held the shield with one hand to block Clark's claws, and pressed the gun to Clark's bloody face with the other hand. trigger.

The impact force knocked Clark's head back, and his muddy body fell to the ground. Lu Mingfei looked at his numb left hand and gasped for breath:

"Kill him?"

"No, you missed it, remember next time, empty the magazine." Chu Zihang's voice came from behind: "You just shot at the wrong angle, you were too nervous, the bullet passed his head .”

Clark, who fell on the ground, shook his head. The bullet just now left a trace on his skull, exposing the pale bone tissue, but something is always one step ahead of the brain.

The mutant tissue protruding from the waist stretched suddenly, and one of the sharp points pierced towards Lu Mingfei's lower abdomen, hitting the shield with the sound of metal collision.

The other bypassed Lu Mingfei and hit Caesar behind him. The one-handed hammer in Caesar's hand was very useful against heavy enemies, but he could barely resist it against the soft tentacles.

"I said, if there is a knife, there will be a knife." Caesar was drawn to his body by the tentacles, and took the time to quickly chant a prayer. The stabbing tentacles instantly filled the room with an unpleasant smell of ammonia.

On Lu Mingfei's side, as the twisted tentacles collided again and again, the intricate patterns on the shield faintly shone with light. Seeing this, Ander took out a pair of sunglasses and handed them to Chu Zihang.

"I added a small spell to that shield, remember to put on your sunglasses later." Ander said to Chu Zihang.

Chu Zihang reluctantly put on his sunglasses, and then saw a burst of intense light from the shield in Lu Mingfei's hand, creating a terrifying flash bomb in the originally dark basement.

Clark, who had just raised his head, let out a strange cry, and the twisted tentacles froze for an instant, giving Lu Mingfei a chance to breathe.

Lu Mingfei looked at the monsters on the ground in shock. At this moment, Caesar behind him finally prepared his spell: "I said: Those who cannot be killed will be beaten to death."

Platinum aura flickered, coating the weapon in Lu Mingfei's hand with a layer of silvery light, and a burst of courage suddenly passed from Lu Mingfei's chest to his limbs, giving him even the strength to joke around.

"Boss, you have a problem every time you pray." Lu Mingfei stared at Clark who was rushing towards him, but his mouth was not nervous at all.

"The content of the prayer is not important, as long as the meaning is reached." Caesar stepped forward and took out the AR-15 with magic spell added: "This trick is called the Crusader Cloak, but I actually call him the Wings of Bahamut , but it doesn't matter, the name is not important."

Said, Caesar filled the magazine, loaded the .50 caliber destroyer, and hit the screaming monster with unparalleled kinetic energy. Obviously, even though he didn't deal with Chu Zihang, he still clearly remembered What Chu Zihang said just now.

Empty magazine!

The modified AR-15 can hold ten rounds of .50 destructive ammunition, and each round of this terrifying ammunition is enough to beat a person into flesh and blood.

Boom!Boom!Boom!Boom! ...

When the gunfire stopped, the part below the neck had already disappeared, turning into a meat paste mixed with canned food, but he was not dead yet, the vitality brought by the dragon's blood kept him alive with only one head.

Probably at the last flashback, Clark's vocal cords returned to normal: "Can I live forever?"

This is the last thing Clark wants to say. When he was looking for the secret of eternal life, he read the famous book Journey to the West from China. He also imagined that he would go out to sea like Monkey King to find fairy mountains and find a way to live forever. The water is empty.

"Hic! How old are you?" Ender's voice reached Clark, who was unconscious. "I haven't thought about this problem even though I'm over 200 years old."

I don't know if this sentence stimulated Clark's last nerves. He opened his eyes, and those dim golden pupils stared at Ender without blinking, as if he wanted to remember Ender's appearance.
"I..." Before Clark finished speaking, Caesar came over and swung the hammer down vigorously.

With a snap, the red and white tissue splashed, leaving only the ground meat paste to prove that Clark had been there.

(End of this chapter)