I am creating a esoteric religion in London

Chapter 429 Cat and Snake Fight
Watson looked at his adopted son's right arm, which was left with only blackened bones. The nerves and flesh had been carbonized by the high heat in the ancient lion's body, and it fell down shaking the moment he pulled out his arm.

Compared to the unstoppable attack, the ancient lion-like weapon under the crotch is actually better at defense.

The golden lion body forged by Brother Lion himself has blood and flesh that contain terrifyingly high temperatures!

The steam rising from the lion's body is enough to burn a mortal's skin, and the skin on its surface is as hot as a red-hot iron plate.

At this moment, Watson's buttocks, who was sitting astride the lion's back, were almost roasted, and his adopted son's flesh, which was naturally shaped like a moth and a cup, was already filled with the tempting aroma of barbecue - if he hadn't consumed too much energy today and used up all the fat that Sebastian had accumulated, he would surely have been dripping with golden fat under the high temperature.

And the inside of the lion's body is as hot as a burning furnace!
If it weren't for the fact that the dark forest illusion had already exhausted the lion's muscles and bones, exhausted the lion's mind, and extinguished the lion's anger... the lion, filled with the fire of rage, had such a blazing heat inside that it could almost burn its bones into ashes.

The drum in my heart rumbled loudly, and the dark and sticky blood released a rich vitality as clear as a spring. The carbonized flesh and blood remaining in the elbow joint left on its own initiative, and strands of pink and new flesh and blood grew wildly like spring grass after rain, entwining the blackened or already black bones and climbing up, rebuilding new nerves.

"Even if I have a power that is almost abnormal, I still can't completely escape the rules of physics..."

"Proteins will eventually carbonize at high temperatures, and calcium phosphate will also inevitably melt."

"I'm still too weak..."

"I am not yet qualified to overcome the laws of nature..."

Such murmurs could be heard faintly in the inky darkness.

Watson shook his head slowly, then took a deep breath, and the surging and chaotic darkness rushed into his adopted son's mouth and nose like a tide.

This dense and miniature dark cloud suddenly appeared in the sky above the incomplete Shanxin Mountain, and then suddenly disappeared.

But compared to when it came, the dark clouds were already filled with a large amount of surging vitality that was burning like flames.

After all the darkness flowed back into the deformed body, the new flesh and blood that grew wildly at the elbow joint became more and more frantic, scrambling to wrap around the exposed radius and ulna, climbing all the way to the tips of the five fingers left.

In just a dozen seconds, the twisted neural network, deformed arteries and veins, dark muscle fibers, and thin but tough shell had all completely regenerated. Even the sixth and seventh claws that had just released the flames of destruction were slowly extending out.

The flesh and blood that were ready to go were anxiously waiting for the black bones to grow. Every time a millimeter of bone extended, the flesh and blood and skin would immediately swarm up to cover the finger bones.

Watson moved his regenerated right claw, and the seven rugged claws of various shapes were as flexible as before.

"Unfortunately, this is not my body after all, so I can't practice Brother Lion's secret of endless recasting."

"Otherwise, the flesh and blood that has been regenerated by the flames can also greatly improve its resistance to casting and heat."

"Meow-"

The injuries of the ancient lion Daiqisi have been completely healed by the hammer of her imaginary general, and her spine seems to be completely stretched out, feeling extremely comfortable, so comfortable that she can't help but let out a charming cat meow.

The slender lion body was so soft that it seemed to have no bones. It could twist nearly 180 degrees and raise its head high. The lion's head, as big as a wheel, approached its gentle and majestic new owner.

"Meow——" (ask for a tickle——)
Watson smiled and reached out to touch the chin of the ancient lion. Although the golden lion hair was as sharp as needles, it was unable to pierce the shell on his arm.

The seven claws scratched the cat's chin which had not been rubbed for a long time. The claws, which were not sharp, could not break the hot golden skin no matter how hard they tried. Instead, the cat, who had been lonely for many years, felt the long-lost comfort and pleasure again.

"Meow——" (Comfortable——)
"Meow——" (So comfortable——)
"Meow meow meow——" (Please try harder, it feels so good——)
The golden retriever cat was immersed in this satisfying comfort that he hadn’t felt for a thousand years, and felt so happy that he almost fainted, meow!
At this point, the deformed snake dancer finally fell down, still holding the round, high-topped mirror in her arms. The mirror surface was faintly glowing with an unknown color. After Watson and the snake girl passed through it, the cracks on the mirror surface expanded a little, like a hideous tree-like scar that colored the dusk.

The Deformed Snake shuddered as he watched the terrifying Mothman easily bring the Ancient Lion under his command. The thought of pursuing freedom that had just emerged in his heart disappeared in an instant.

It hurriedly swung out its tail and wrapped it around the evil moth's waist. The snake's tail immediately tightened and retracted, pulling the snake girl who had quietly left the ancient lion back.

The snake girl's flexible and slender tail swam around Watson's waist again and again, tightly wrapped around him as if it would never leave. The pretty face with seven deformed snakes bloomed with eight flattering and attentive smiles.

The countless newly born tiny snakes on the body were also dancing wildly and enthusiastically, as if they were the flute snakes in India dancing to the music.

But in reality, in the eyes of others, they can only see a group of twisted, wriggling snake-like hair dancing in the wind, so that the graceful and charming curves of the upper human body are completely obscured by these twisting snakes.

Even Watson couldn't help revealing a look of disgust when he saw this disgusting look, and the closed slits of his eyes, which looked like a horizontal scar on his forehead, were curved.

The action of scratching the cat's chin also stopped.

The cat, who was indulging in the long-lost comfort, turned around and glared at the snake that suddenly appeared and disturbed its master's play.

The ancient lion and the deformed snake stared at each other.

The molten golden lion eyes stared directly into the vertical-pupil snake eyes, and some kind of inexplicable hostility burst out between the cat and the snake!
The blazing edge was burning in the lion's pupils, and the snake's eyes, like a door, were about to open!

Fight and rage, opening and dismantling - all are in high spirits!
Ugly snake, get away from me and don't disturb my master from playing with me.

"Quiet!"

Watson held the cat's head with one hand and covered the snake's pupil with the other.

The flesh in the palms of his hands began to tremble strangely, as if something terrible was about to break out from under his palms.

An unidentified buzzing sound filled the heads of the cat and snake vying for favor, reminding them of the twisted and tangled black shadow.

The snake recalled the dark fear of being lost in the woods, while the cat recalled a moment of warmth deep in the woods.

The snake's body trembled in fear, and the lion's head lowered obediently.

Fear and respect prevent them from disobeying their masters and superiors.

Watson smiled contentedly as he looked toward the distant horizon illuminated by the dawn light.

"Kuanmian, open the door."

"We've been away from London for so long, it's time to go back and take a look."

"Come to think of it, today happens to be the seventh day that Miss Charlotte and I agreed on."

(End of this chapter)