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Chapter 408: Smoldering Silence
The ribs and flesh are the great wall that blocks the light, and the inside of the body cavity is dark.

In the darkness, the weak and decaying organs that had lost their vitality were beating with difficulty. The faint sound of the organ beating echoed in the body cavity, forming a unique life rhythm called the female dancer.

However, this peaceful and comfortable symphony of life was interrupted at this moment!
The two deformed claw blades that were curved like daggers easily penetrated the Great Wall of flesh and blood, avoiding the hard rib wall with familiarity, and broke straight into this pure body cavity that had never been set foot by outsiders.

The claw blade, as skinny as rotten wood, came in front of the lungs covered with fine and twisted white hair, and a dark light even darker than the blackest darkness flowed along the edge of the claw blade.

The terrifying power contained in the dark light was so frightening that every white hair on the skin stood up, and the fine gray-white fur swayed in the wind, as if dancing or ready for battle.

A sound so slight that it was completely inaudible to mortal ears emanated from the twisting and wriggling gray and white hair. The sound was light and soft, yet sharp, as if whispering threats and intimidation.

The two deformed claw blades completely ignored the stress response of the gray and white fur, and just continued to move forward slowly and steadily.

The sharp dark light at the end of the claw blade became deeper and heavier, and the violent darkness was about to condense into some strange substance between reality and illusion.

Hissing rumble——

The deformed claw blade lightly touched the gray-white hair on the surface of the lungs. The contact between the sharp and the soft produced an extremely strange sound, which sounded like the howling and shrieking of the cold wind, and also like the wrath and roar of the sky!

In the dark body cavity, the seventh blood-red lightning finally descended!
As if it could sense the terrifying power contained in the seventh blood-red lightning, the huge cursed spore tree swung its arms wildly like a dancing madly, vowing to devour the vitality and murderous intent in this lightning once again!
The dull and hoarse thunder resounded throughout the body cavity, causing all the internal organs to tremble with fear at the murderous intent contained therein.

But when the blood-red lightning actually landed on the Two-Lung Planet, it merely transformed into two extremely scarred old wolves, whose bodies were so badly broken that they seemed like they would collapse and shatter on the spot in the next moment.

Faced with these two Broken Wolves that are about to die, the several giant spore trees around them will not take it lightly just because of their aging appearance.

The tree trunk shook and swung the crown on top like a pendulum, spinning three full circles in the air before smashing down with all its might!
Bang! Bang! Bang! Bang, bang, bang, bang, bang—

The dull sound of impact rang out continuously, and the continuous heavy impact force even shook the Double Lung Planet. The hammer fell and created two spider-web-like cracked pits. The bright red magma inside the planet gushed out from the ground of the pits!

When the spore trees slowly raised their crowns and returned to their upright posture, they could see that only a pool of almost completely crushed meat remained in the center of the two deep pits, and fresh gray-white spores were quietly growing in the blood and flesh.

But even after being continuously bombarded by the giant spore tree, the two shattered old wolves still did not completely disappear - their heads still retained a certain degree of integrity.

However, the connection between the upper and lower jaws was severely collapsed, causing the upper and lower jaws to separate and break... like two broken scissors.

The wolf's eyes, which had shattered into pieces, flashed with a barely perceptible cold light of resentment. The eyeballs, which were shattered to the point where only half of the pupil remained, were filled with pleasure, anger, and resentment!

The broken upper and lower jaws were incredibly crossed together at this moment, like a wolf's kiss opening and closing, or like a pair of scissors opening and closing.

“Crack, crack, crack…”

"Destroy, destroy... destroy!!!" The dying words of the two wolves contained the resentment of being torn apart and annihilated! The pain of their compatriots' tragic death! The resentment of being unable to resist!

The invisible words thus condense into a tangible sharpness!
This sharp edge should be silent, but if you don't want to perish in silence... you must go crazy in silence!!!
The flesh and blood of the two wolves suddenly trembled as if boiling. Deformed blood bubbles swelled up from the pool of blood one after another, but they never burst.

Instead, it continued to expand and swell, swallowing up all the newly born tiny cursed spores around it into its body, brewing eternal hatred and crazy destruction inside the blood bubble!
The sharp howls of the seventh batch of twin wolves spread throughout the Two-Lung Planet in an instant.

The strong self-destructive thoughts in the last words penetrated directly into the flesh and blood of each wolf that had already been shredded, prompting them to self-destruct! Self-destruct! Self-destruct!

"Even if it means death, we must use our last bit of strength to destroy everything in front of us!"

The blood and flesh of the wolves that the cursed spores had not yet completely absorbed and digested had now spread over every inch of the surface of the Two-Lung Planet! It had even penetrated deep into the interior of the cursed spore tree!

The dying wolf's blood seemed to be boiling and burning, but what was brewing in the swelling bubbles was cold, ruthless, and insatiable greedy destruction!
Boom—two explosions sounded first, and dark flames as thick as blood burst out violently, lighting up the dark void of the body cavity.

This was the last roar of the two broken old wolves.

It is also the clarion call for the shattered wolf pack to launch a counterattack.

Sticky dark flames continuously exploded on the surface of the Double-Lung Planet. These sticky flames, as thick as half-coagulated blood, madly devoured everything around them!
The flesh and blood of the lungs, the gray cursed spores, and even the deformed claws that just touched the surface of the lungs... The Dark Blood Flame has no thoughts, no fear, and no mercy or empathy.

As long as it finds the right fuel, it will spread, it will burn, and it will destroy.

Reckless destruction, wanton destruction, insatiable destruction!
In just a moment, the Slow Breath Curse spore trees all ignited with black flames and transformed into blazing fire trees.

In the pitch-black flames, the gray tree trunks twisted and swayed as if struggling in pain. The once plump and white body quickly withered in the burning of the dark flames, and black cracks appeared as if they were cut by knives or axes. Wisps of frosty white smoke rose from the cracks.

These smokes are the dying struggles of the Slow Breath Curse before it is on the verge of destruction. The smoke is composed of countless extremely tiny curse spores, which are trying to fly towards other organs in the body cavity, trying to continue spreading the Slow Breath Curse.

However, these cursed seeds had no time to fly to other organs. The moment they left the mother body, they were all burned in the insatiable flames, making crackling sounds. But even this extremely slight crackling sound was swallowed up by the flames of destruction in an instant.

In an instant, the Two-Lung Planet fell into a dark sea of ​​fire, and the sweet aroma of barbecue was trying to fly to the outside world through the two holes in the chest... But even this meaty smell could not escape the greed of the Flame of Destruction.

Even the tiny chemical molecules that make up the fragrance are the fuel of destruction!

Before the dancer's lungs could even send a signal of pain back to her brain, the superficial flesh and blood nervous system had already turned into pitch-black charcoal. Not even the wails and screams of the nervous system could escape the burning of the flames of destruction!
The dark flame burned silently and dully beneath the dancer's skin.

(End of this chapter)