The Reiki Era of the Powerful

Chapter 212 Come, hurt each other! 2
The dummy alien howled hoarsely, stood up from the ground, and punched out.

The fist landed on Yan Luge's body, but it just smashed him into a cloud of water mist.

This galloping him is just a phantom.

"Water Mist Condensation", "Illusion", "Memory Projection"...

A variety of different supernatural abilities were imitated and used by him, switching seamlessly like using his arms and fingers, forming a brand new tactic.

When the phantom alien shattered the phantom of the water mist, Yanlvge had already circled to a place not far behind it under the cover of the water mist.

Jump, fly, glide.

When he was approaching the opponent, he suddenly fell down suddenly, and a bone hammer full of spikes suddenly grew out of the dragon's tail, and hammered down hard towards the head of the dummy alien.

"Weight gain", "Tail thorn", "Muscle strengthening"...

The power of this hammer far exceeded that of the past, and it actually smashed half of the head of the pseudo-human alien, revealing the twisted and broken human head inside.

But it didn't die.

As a giant deformed suture monster, the head is not its key point.

Yan Luge never thought of killing him with one blow.

He didn't change the downward trend, and just jumped onto the shoulder of the dummy alien, digging his claws into its flesh and blood.

Scarlet tentacles spread out from his back, fiercely piercing into its body through the cracks that were put together.

The dummy alien howled and shook his body, as if he wanted to shake him off, but Yan Luge refused to let go.

"I saw you."

"I see you, I see you..."

Thousands of voices screamed together.

While howling, its neck suddenly turned 180 degrees and turned to the back of its body, staring at Yanluge lying on its back with a pair of blood-red eyes.

The pseudo-human alien is like a human being, and the mythological rituals made it instinctively choose the form that is closest to human beings, but it is not after all.

Its essence is just a stitch monster.

The vital points and weaknesses of human beings do not exist in it.

"I got you."

"I got you, I got you..."

After turning its head, its blood-stained arms, which were composed of countless human limbs, suddenly spread out, turning into countless twisted arms like boneless noodles.

Those arms turned back, grabbing Yanlvge extremely quickly and accurately.

It howled with joy.

Those arms grabbed Yan Lige's body from all directions.

They are distorted and weird, and they are also a combination of various human limbs.

On one arm, perhaps the arm belonged to a slender woman, the wrist belonged to a rough man, the palm belonged to a skinny old man, and the fingers belonged to an immature child...

They caught Yanluge, but Yanlvge didn't have the slightest intention of evading.

Like the monster in front of him, he also raised his claws and pierced deeply into the body of the pseudo-human alien.

"Shut up, idiot." Yan Luge had a crazy and happy smile on his face, "I've got you too!"

Those twisted arms didn't bother Yanlvge too much, but the pollution power itself was more troublesome.

Where it came into contact with pollutants, the scales on the body surface were corroded, exposing the sizzling flesh and blood underneath, as if a glass of sulfuric acid had been poured on it.

Moreover, that pollution power like tarsal maggots is still continuously drilling into his body, while causing unbearable severe pain, it also tries to affect his body and mind.

If not dealt with as soon as possible, this force will slowly and gradually eat away at his body.

This is the most annoying place of aliens.

but……

The face of the dummy alien that was burned by the dragon flames, the head smashed by the bone hammer, and the flesh and blood pierced by sharp claws were all trembling slightly, but they could not recover.

The polluting power that can erode the body and mind is indeed more troublesome, but spiritual power is also the nemesis of pollutants, who is afraid of whom?
Yanluge laughed cruelly and joyfully.

"Come on! Hurt each other!" He laughed.

Yan Luge didn't care about the pollution he had received, the tip of his claws pierced into a deeper place in the flesh and blood, almost covering his entire forelimb.

"Blood Blade", "Muscle Crystallization", "Thread of Death"...

A series of offensive supernatural abilities were unreservedly used by Yan Lige on the dummy aliens.

Blood blade—the blood in its body condenses into a blade, which flies out, stabbing it from the inside out.

Muscle crystallization - the muscle tissue in its body crystallized one after another, making its movements slow and sluggish, like a rusted machine.

The thread of death—an invisible thread emerged from the void, cutting the body to pieces.

"It hurts, it hurts, it really hurts!"

"Let me go, please, don't kill me..."

"Die, you and I will die!"

The pseudo-human, bloated like a floating corpse, howled.

The arms attached to Yanluge began to tear the scales on his body frantically and vigorously, and then tore the flesh under the scales.

Words and songs seem to be unaware.

He just used one supernatural ability after another on the dummy aliens faster and more violently.

"Type IV Explosive Synthesis", "Organ Metallization", "Metal Resonance"...

When the pseudohuman plucks out one of his scales, he crushes one of its sinews.

As Yan Lvge said, since he chose close combat, this battle has really become a cruel mutual injury.

"Go to hell! Go to die! Go to die!"

It screamed with the countless voices inside it.

The spirit of speech came again.

As a alien species that has completed 7% of the mythological rituals, the pseudohuman alien species relies on the power of pollution, and possesses some kind of power that is similar to the rules and is as unreasonable as the extraordinary ability.

When it asked Yanluge to "Go to hell", Yanling burst out suddenly.

The invisible force was like a curse, bypassing all defenses and directly invading Yanlvge's body.

The heart stops beating, the blood stops flowing, the cells die at an accelerated rate, the scales dry up and fall off, the muscles age and shrink, and even the will is gradually falling into chaos, just like an old man who is dying.

Yan Luge could clearly feel that his body was losing its vitality, "dead" as the pseudo-human alien said.

His eyes flickered for a moment, but he used an ability that he seldom used.

Specialized route extraordinary ability, "psychological suggestion".

As the core competence of the "psychologist" profession, psychological suggestion has the ability to implement psychological suggestions to others and to oneself.

"I'm alive."

"I'm alive."

"I'm alive."

He repeated it over and over again.

Yan Luge's body was still dying, but his consciousness suddenly became sober under the effect of psychological suggestion.

The effect of psychological suggestion is not as good as that of the alien language, but it buys a few seconds for Yanluge.

enough.

Yan Luge detonated the metal beads buried in the pseudo-human body without hesitation.

boom--

Prior to this, Yan Lvge secretly produced a lot of metal beads, and evenly buried these explosives into the body of the dummy alien.

Mimicry was activated by the extraordinary ability of the captain of the first team, Abu Lie, and the powerful metal beads exploded, blowing the upper body of the dummy alien to pieces.

But it's not dead.

(End of this chapter)