I stand under a billion lives

Chapter 78 Chapter : Conspiracy
Two or three days passed like this, and Chen Fan's hands and feet still hadn't grown properly. Belia and Mordred spent more and more time looking for prey, and the rain of blood kept falling, making it difficult for them to survive. The search becomes more and more difficult.

Not sure whether it was out of sympathy for Mordred and Belia, or because he had ulterior motives, Chen Fan once again asked if he could use his own abilities to reorganize flesh and blood with a completely different structure, but was still flatly rejected by the two.

"Ahaha... Mr. Chen Fan's proposal is really unexpected," Siwa said after hearing Chen Fan's opinion, and then heard Mordred starting to pull Chen Fan's ears, making him scream, and she was also a little bit dumbfounded.

"Ignore him. Although in the end it won't work anymore, we may be forced to accept this proposal. The psychological discomfort is better than starving to death, but at least for now we can still catch prey and fill our stomachs without any problem. ”

As she spoke, Belia took the piece of meat that Siwa had just soaked in Chen Fan's blood. After thanking her, she couldn't help but sigh softly: "But what Chen Fan said makes sense. It can be said that he has been... Using his blood, if we really run out of ammunition and food, at least it will be reorganized and it will not actually be food of his own flesh and blood, and it will be more acceptable."

However, Belia's words made Mordred, who had just finished draining Chen Fan's blood and took back the giant sword, unhappy: "That is also your choice alone. I would rather starve to death than eat this kind of magic." food."

Regarding Mordred's declaration, Belia looked calm: "It doesn't matter. Even if you hate me, Xiao Mo, or even hate me for the rest of your life, I will feed you."

Looking at Belia's indifferent eyes, Mordred seemed to want to say something, but couldn't.

Fortunately, Chen Fan started to be mean again at this time. Siwa didn't know how he could maintain such a cheerful mood for three whole months. Maybe he was just too nervous: "Tsk, tsk, tsk, dear Xiao Mo. , if it doesn’t work, we can stock up on some of my blood now. After it solidifies, I will get a pot and cook and cook. Finally, I will be able to cook a pot of blood tofu, which is also edible. ”

As he spoke, Chen Fan's true thoughts were revealed: "And even if you can't fully accept this kind of bodily fluid, Xiao Mo, you can also use other bodily fluids... Wrong, wrong! I was really wrong!!!"

Calmly watching Mordred beat Chen Fan, Belia ate the bloody meat in one bite, and then suddenly reacted: "However, blood tofu is also feasible, but it cannot be ignited. Firstly, it will be too conspicuous. Secondly, Make a fire in the cave to cook, so that you don’t lose oxygen while cooking and everyone faints together.”

"How can you cook blood tofu without igniting it?" Chen Fan, who had been beaten by Mordred, raised his face and asked while she was taking a breather.

Seeing Chen Fan's increasingly beaten appearance, Belia couldn't help but rub her eyebrows: "Can't you reorganize it? Then reassemble some ice cubes and freeze the blood to almost form it."

"That's not okay. As a Central Plains person, I can't just cook and make do like you do in the Holy Roman Empire and America." Chen Fan felt more energetic and refuted with a solemn expression.

Belia was completely too lazy to pay attention to him now, and just said to Mordred: "It seems that you are becoming more and more able to withstand blows. Xiao Mo, you must work harder in the future."

Mordred was also helpless: "Don't mention it, this kid's skin is really getting tougher with each beating. In the past two days, I have to work harder to bleed him, otherwise I won't be able to slit his neck."

After saying that, she lifted up Chen Fan's armpits and put him on the pillar. Then she walked over to Belia and Siwa. After sitting down, she expressed her gratitude to Siwa: "However, there is someone who can help me." Cleaning meat is quite good, but thank you for your hard work, Ms. Siwa, for taking the initiative to do this job."

"No, I have to do something to repay the kindness of the three of you." Siwa smiled bitterly, "I can't go out to help hunt in this state, and I am not qualified for other jobs. I can only wash meat. The easiest way to give back.”

"Hey, it's a small matter, and you may not have to wash the meat in the future. Ms. Siwa, you have to adjust your mentality." He teased Siwa to make her feel more relaxed. Mordred was just about to blow out the candle. But he saw Belia's surprised eyes.

"What, what's wrong?" Mordred was a little confused by Belia's look and shrank her body.

"No, I was just thinking, Xiao Mo, didn't you still resist Chen Fan's proposal before?" Although she was surprised, Belia reached out her hand first and helped Mordred extinguish the candle.

In the darkness, Mordred was silent for a while, and then he answered awkwardly: "I just think that rather than causing trouble to others, it's better to do it myself."

"Hey, this girl is so tsundere. When I heard you say that you have to help her even if you hate yourself, your heart just turned around." Chen Fan, who was watching the fun and not taking it too seriously, just finished speaking with a smile when he was thrown by Mordred. A stone hit his head and he almost fell off the pillar.

"I want you to talk more! You annoying Chen Fan!"

"Okay, okay," Belia hugged Mordred and hugged her. After feeling her calm down after a few slight struggles, Belia patted her head to comfort her, "After these three months, Everyone knows what kind of person the other person is, and I won’t give up on any of you. Xiao Mo, I’m very happy that you can turn around.”

"What about Chen Fan?" Mordred asked muffledly in Belia's broad arms as she allowed herself to be held in her arms.

"Well, Chen Fan..." I originally wanted to say that Chen Fan has a very poisonous mouth and is still trying to kill himself. After Belia lowered her head and made eye contact with Mordred in her arms, she thought about it for a while. He changed his words and said, "He's just a foul-mouthed bastard."

"...Well, Belia, you are right." Rubbing his head with satisfaction, Mordred also hugged Belia's waist, and his breathing began to ease.

After a while, the two hugged each other and fell asleep.

Muttering in his heart, why did you two fall asleep so quickly today? Chen Fan turned his head and looked towards the entrance of the cave to prevent any hell type from sneaking in and attacking while he was sleeping.

The next moment, sharp and slender ice spikes emerged from the air silently, and instantly inserted from the back of Chen Fan's neck, piercing through the entire skull, and the tip with blood beads emerged from the forehead.

Roskiev faction’s magic spell·Ice Needle!

Therefore, unable to even issue a warning, Chen Fan just kept looking at the entrance of the cave and died, his blank eyes revealing his deep helplessness.

Even the blood droplets that came out from the needle tip that penetrated the entire skull were completely frozen by the powerful cold air before they began to drip under the influence of gravity, along with all the blood in Chen Fan's body. Almost at the same time that the blood in his body was frozen, Chen Fan's remains gradually shattered into pieces and turned into crystal dust with a slight chill on the ground.

Standing up in the darkness, Shiva stood beside Belia and Mordred, holding the ice pick sometimes raising it and sometimes putting it down, looking extremely tangled.

But in the end, she made up her mind, held the end of the ice pick with both hands, and prepared to stab downwards.

Quietly, no material could be seen, but the shiny chains suddenly stretched out from the darkness. In the blink of an eye, they started from the ankles and went up along Siwa's body, sealing his further movements.

Before the panicked Siwa could make any more moves, the second golden chain came out happily and penetrated her chest. However, it did not cause any harm or pain. However, the ice pick condensed in her hand suddenly collapsed and scattered into ice dust. Falling to the ground.

Finally, the crystal dust on the ground automatically condensed into a human form without any wind, and put the third silver chain around Siwa's neck, cutting off the chant she was about to sing.

He casually tightened the two ends of the silver chain, and Chen Fan poked his face out from behind Siwa with a smile, and spoke affectionately in her ear: "You didn't expect it, did you? Ms. Siwa? I can't do it once or twice. Get rid of the rubbish.”

After saying these words, Chen Fan couldn't help but smacked his lips: "I didn't expect that even a low-level magic spell could kill me instantly. You must be more than level three, right?"

Siwa, who was having difficulty breathing, had no way of replying. When he was gasping for air and trying his best to breathe, a head of golden hair suddenly surged and went straight to Chen Fan's throat.

The long black and white hair also floated up automatically and got entangled with Siwa's hair. Chen Fan shook his head with regret and unhappily let go of the two ends of the silver chain: "Originally, I wanted to let you do it yourself. It’s okay to say it out loud, but it will be hard for both of us.”

Siwa was overjoyed to be able to breathe, but before she could do anything, Chen Fan's two fingers were already placed on top of the cloth covering her eyes, and he pressed slightly to make two dents in the black cloth. .

"wait!--"

As soon as he uttered a word in horror, Chen Fan pressed down hard with his fingers, and two strange muffled sounds came from his fingertips, like popping two balloons filled with water.

“Gahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh!!!”

He screamed and shook his head desperately, the amplitude was so crazy that even Chen Fan had to lift his finger. Shiva screamed and cursed resentfully, and even forgot to use the spiritual spell: "You! You little beast!! I must kill you ah ah ah ah ah!!!"

"That's right." Chen Fan showed no pity or worry at all. He just picked up the silver chain wrapped around Siwa's neck with both hands again and began to slowly tighten it. "I wanted to kill someone, but I wasn't ready to be hurt or even killed." The mental preparation for killing is really ridiculous.”

As he said that, Chen Fan looked at Siwa who was struggling desperately to break free from the three chains, and the smile appeared on his face again: "I advise you not to waste your efforts. These three chains are Gleipnir, Galga and And Chiol, ah, putting in effort seems to be helpful for what happens later, so you should try your best."

While saying strange and taunting words, Chen Fan continued to tighten the silver chain, but he seemed a little dissatisfied with Siwa's moaning, so he had an idea: "Well, there is probably still some time before you faint, so why not Let’s talk about the origin of the three chains.

In Norse mythology, Loki, the god of trickery, and the giantess Angelboda gave birth to three children: the giant wolf Fenrir, the world snake Jörmungandr, and the goddess of death Hela. Odin saw it from the High Throne and knew the power of these three monsters. He immediately sent Hela to the underworld, threw Jormungandr into the sea, and only Fenrir was taken to the sky. When the gods saw Fenrir, they all turned pale with fear, and only Tilkon fed him.

But Fenrir grew rapidly and became more wild every day, so the gods had to try to tie him up to avoid future troubles. After the first two failures, they cooperated with the dwarf and used six rare things: cat's footsteps, woman's beard, stone root, fish's breath, bear's tendon and bird's saliva. An unparalleled chain was made, called "Gleipnir", and its texture was as soft and smooth as a ribbon. When the gods came to the demon wolf Fenrir with this soft chain, the wolf was very suspicious of the chain and refused to be bound. Because this chain looks beautiful, but it seems to have a kind of magic power.

The gods tried their best to coax Fenrir and said to him: "It's nothing, we just want to use a thin chain to test your invincible power." At the same time, in order to incite the wolf's arrogance, they deliberately said: "Aren't you already two "Have you broken free of the chains forged by Thor for the first time? Why are you so afraid of this thin chain?" After repeated persuasion and encouragement, Fenrir finally agreed to be bound, but he put forward a condition: "A god must put his hand in it?" My mouth, to ensure my safety, otherwise, I don’t want to be bound.”

The gods looked at the two sharp teeth in Fenrir's mouth, and everyone fell silent. The gods looked at each other, and no one spoke. Finally, Tyr took a step forward and placed his strong wrist into Fenrir's mouth.

Fenrir was forever bound to a boulder by this thin chain. He was so frightened that he struggled and jumped with all his strength, but he could not break the chain no matter what. It was a magic chain.

The demon wolf's ferocious eyes showed a pleading look, begging the gods to open the chains, but all the gods looked away. So Fenrir, desperate, bit off Tyr's wrist with his teeth that were sharper than a sword.

When the gods saw Fenrir trapped, everyone laughed, except Tyr, for from that moment on, he lost a hand forever.

When the gods realized that Fenrir was completely bound, they took a rope called Galga and tightened it further from Fenrir's body, passing the rope through a piece of rope called Chior. Then the gods took a huge rock called Teviti, dug it deep into the ground, and used it as a stake to secure the rope. "

As Chen Fan told it, Siwa's struggle became weaker and weaker. By the time the story was finished, Siwa had completely stopped moving and fell completely into a unconscious coma.

Putting Siwa on the ground with a sigh, Chen Fan muttered that it would have been much easier if it had been this way, and then slowly stuck out his tongue.

As the tongue extended, strange changes occurred. Not only did the root split into three parts, two of which went deep into the ear canal, but one of the tentacle attached to the top of Shiva's head also gradually solidified and turned into a hollow sharp straw.

Just as the straw was about to pierce Siwa's scalp and insert it into his brain, a white hand suddenly stretched out and held it.

(End of this chapter)