Looking directly at the ancient gods for a whole year

Chapter 580 Hustle and bustle ([-])

One of the most naive ideas of people is that they refuse to admit that they are unlucky, and always want to turn bad things into good things.

This tendency of thinking will subconsciously distort the success probability of certain things.

It's a pity that man will conquer nature is idealism after all, cutting fruit to the bomb, insisting that it is just quenched, is destined to just lie to oneself.

"Can I ask, what method are you going to use to suppress the curse, old man?"

After finishing his emotion, Fu Qian looked at Camus and asked sincerely.

"How naive are you to think I'm going to answer your question?"

Camus' physical collapse is still continuing, and it can be seen that the speed is much faster than before.

But he didn't care, he dragged his deformed body forward while talking.

"Of course, it doesn't matter to answer you, because that's not a method that a simple-minded person like you can use."

This is the second ability he obtained, in a special way, it parasitizes in the target's body extremely covertly.

The bearded man was obviously a little surprised, and turned his head to look around.

And as the transformation was completely completed, the extremely high-spirited curse that entangled her body almost came to an abrupt end.

"As for the highest state of wisdom, those of you who have a bad appetite will never understand it."

Although it has not been completely eliminated, the speed of spread has undoubtedly been greatly reduced.

The body of the young demigod in front of him seemed to have lost his bones in an instant, but was actually folded in half with the waist as the center, like paper.

Time seemed to stop flowing, all the frenzy disappeared, and the crowd fell asleep almost instantly.

A feeling of extreme danger came, but before Camus could react, the bent body had already formed a huge upper and lower jaw.

In fact, if he hadn't made more observations on purpose, this person wouldn't even have the chance to cast the curse.

Before speaking, he snapped his fingers.

"You mean there was a conflict here? But we haven't arrived yet?"

At the same time, on the back of the opponent's body, layers of thick flesh and blood squirmed and tore, and quickly expanded.

After all, he is also a demigod. Did the curse spread so fast?
As soon as the idea of ​​shock arises, a more horrifying picture appears in Camus' vision.

This is the ability that Camus showed just now, and now he has also obtained it because of his "insight".

And not long after he had done all this, a dark curtain enveloped the cafe, as if to separate it from the real world.

Because of his body, it has completely become a pool of rotten meat on the ground at this moment, and it is impossible to even speak.

The final harvest is also quite good. Currently, there are two abilities that can be confirmed.

Fu Qian nodded thoughtfully, without seeming much touched.

The next moment, his newly reshaped body slowly became unreal.

The next moment, the door that Camus had never touched opened slowly, and two figures walked in one after the other.

His companion, an old lady covered in a thick black burqa, said in a hoarse voice.

……

Later, Mr. Camus' explanation made Fu Qian quickly decide to use insight to solve the problem.

It's not bad, it's our way now.

"Understood, it's not a general method, but depends on your own ability?"

"How is this going?"

The only pity is that clothes, as ordinary items, were not only torn during the transformation, but also completely unable to withstand this change at the moment, and were completely wiped out.

It seems that this is the method Mr. Camus is going to use.

"It seems to be a curse, be careful not to touch it lightly."

The next moment, the huge mouth was closed violently, swallowing his translucent spirit body in one gulp.

On the opponent's chest, there were actually sharp spikes growing out, directly piercing through the clothes to meet him.

The swallowed Camus spiritual body has completely dissipated in unwillingness, and the short life of 175 years has come to an end.

So should this be done?

"Their crazy performance just now is indeed like what Camus did, but we seem to be a step too late."

The body abandoned by Camus, under the ravages of the divine blood curse, is now completely out of shape, full of chaos and depravity.

Camus' laughter at this time rang directly in Fu Qian's mind.

"It's wrong to judge people by their cover."

After swallowing Camus with a huge mouth, the shape continued to shrink until it turned into a real mouth.

One of the men with a thick beard immediately frowned and said to his companion.

Even as the illusion spread throughout the body, the rings and equipment that were stuffed into the flesh and blood just now were actually contained in the same form.

At the same time, the flesh and blood grown from the back also elongated rapidly, and the new head and limbs extended outward at the same time, and quickly returned to the previous appearance.

At the same time, Fu Qian found something extra in the depths of his consciousness.

Obviously, the stimulus worker who was racing against time kept reminding him that his consciousness was already being affected.

Fu Qian seemed to be completely naked now.

This is a very special feeling, not simply abandoning the body, but containing it in another form.

However, the moment the spirit body's fingertips touched Fu Qian's chest, Camus suddenly froze, feeling something was wrong.

Undoubtedly, these people have already gone crazy at this moment, and there was such a big movement here just now, but no one took a look here.

Fu Qian looked down at him.

In fact, in the situation just now, the old man obviously committed the mistake of optimistic aggressiveness, and tended to choose to believe that the curse of the divine blood and his own ability could make him lose the power to resist.

One is the incarnation of the spirit body at the moment, and the other - Fu Qian looked up at the carnival crowd.

"Although it looks like a physics department, we are actually men who use cognition as power and fight with our minds."

"Very good, but unfortunately there is no reward!"

The next moment Fuqian passed through the crowd, and the spirit body coincided with the first young guy who jumped on the table in a special way, restraining the last trace.

But as a demigod armed to the teeth, even with a curse on his body, there are still too many ways to deal with this old man.

And for the first time, the focus of both of them was the weird lump of flesh and blood on the ground.

On top of the remnant body, the translucent spirit body that was exactly the same as his original appearance had already approached Fuqian and raised his right hand towards him.

The next moment he snorted, and said to the remains of Camus on the ground.

"Camus is a pretty cunning guy, don't take it for granted."

The old lady continued in a hoarse voice.

"Take everything back, including these people."

"Regardless of whether the person who appeared here before was the real Camus or not, it is clear that there is no problem with the intelligence, and there is danger brewing in Nice."

(End of this chapter)