Lee Sin's Bizarre Adventure

Fugo's whole body was shivering.

His legs had been frozen into icicles by Gaqiu's contact, and he had completely lost consciousness.

And the cold air is still spreading further upward from the legs.

The muscles became as stiff as iron in the cold air, and large parts of the nerves were necrotic in the low temperature. The blood then condensed into ice, and even burst numerous blood vessels after expanding in volume.

But in just a short moment, Fuge couldn't feel the existence of his lower body at all.

He could only feel the frost eroding further up his frozen thighs, driving the bone-chilling chill deep into his body.

But now besides his body, what feels even more cold is Fugo's soul.

He looked down at the man who was grabbing his ankle in disbelief, his face livid:

Jiaqiu, you madman.

You can actually do this.

Gacho did survive the virus.

Using ultra-low temperature to kill all flesh, flesh and tissue infected with the virus sounds like an effective treatment for a strong man to cut off his wrist.

But Fugo knew very well that Gaqiu's current state was actually ten thousand times worse than his own, whose legs were stuck in frost.

Because this is not a strong man breaking his wrist at all, but an outright suicide——

You know, Zi Yan just injected the virus from her chest.

When the virus enters the chest and abdomen, where organs are concentrated, the first step will be to infect the heart, liver, spleen, lungs, and kidneys that are vital to the human body, affecting all imaginable life-support systems.

If all these organs were frozen at ultra-low temperature, Nagacho would probably die faster than the normal poison.

A normal poisonous person can survive for more than half a minute, but if you do this, you may only be able to survive for a few seconds at most.

But Jia Qiu just did it.

In order to prevent the virus from eroding upwards to his brain, and in order to completely maintain his consciousness, he actually froze everything from his chest down to ultra-low temperature.

With his blood flow cut off and his nerves cut off, Jia Qiu is now basically a dead man.

But in the last few seconds of his life, the dead man managed to maintain his clarity of consciousness and launched a final attack on Fugo.

Prosit, don't worry.

I will never let them bring ice back.

Indistinct low moans kept resounding in Jia Qiu's throat.

He stretched out his hand to hold Fuge tightly, and the cold air surging in his hands did not diminish at all.

Seeing that Gaqiu, who was so injured, could still move and attack.

Just like seeing a seafood octopus with its head cut off and still able to wave its tentacles, Fuge couldn't help but trembled all over: Monster.

He saw Jia Qiu's will that transcended the limitations of life.

The energy of the substitute comes from the spirit, which relies on the body, but can transcend the body in some incomprehensible way.

Just like now, the spiritual power that transcends the shackles of the physical body burst out from Jia Qiu, who is about to die.

This spiritual power was transformed into the power of the substitute, and into the frightening cold air emanating from Jia Qiu's hands.

will die.

I will definitely die if this continues.

Fuge's heart sank to the bottom at this moment.

He found that he had underestimated the enemy.

At first, he only thought that Jia Qiu was a proud villain who relied on a powerful substitute to show off his power, but he did not expect that this man's will would be as strong as his armor.

The freezing vapor spreads too quickly.

My lower body lost consciousness in an instant, no, damn it

Fugo desperately discovered that the enemy's deadly freezing vapor was more terrifying than he had imagined.

The moment he hesitated because of Jia Qiu's will, the cold air had already moved up to freeze his waist and abdomen.

Now he can only move his shoulders, arms, and mind. He can't even bend his waist or step his legs.

To make matters worse, the stiffness of the body was fed back to the substitute, and at this moment Du Ziyan turned into an ice sculpture with no feeling in its legs, unable to move or attack.

The ice sculpture happened to be frozen two or three meters away, completely out of reach, and there were no tools at hand that could be useful at this time.

The ability of the stand-in cannot be removed by simply removing it from the air, but it can be summoned to your side instantly after being released - if there was such a good thing, everyone's stand-in would have learned to teleport.

Therefore, during this short and critical period of time, Zi Yan could not help his own body at all, and could only hang up in the cold.

what to do.

Am I going to die with him like this?

Fugo's face was extremely pale.

He simply could not imagine how he, who could only wave his arms and turn his head, rely on to get rid of Jia Qiu and get rid of the cold air released by Jia Qiu.

He can't even bend down now, how can he stop it?

Do we have to wait until Jia Qiu can't hold on and die halfway? Will this monster really be unable to hold on?

Fuge felt faintly desperate.

However, at this moment, he saw Nalanja who was being supported by him.

Nalanjia was still unconscious, and because his body was too close to Fuge, he was completely within the scope of Jiaqiu's cold air at this moment.

His body was already covered with ice crystals, and now it was even worse because of the cold air.

No, you can't give up!

Fugo realized that he was carrying two lives now.

Although he had not said it before, the moment Nalanja launched the attack with the consciousness of death, Fuge had already sworn in his heart:

He must, must bring Nalanja back alive.

This is a man's promise.

Although he never liked fighting or risking his life before, but now.

He has a reason to fight for his life!

Fugo's heart burned with an unprecedented fire of will.

His brain was spinning rapidly, and the entire kitchen environment was restored, reshaped, and examined one by one in his mind.

He saw Jia Qiu's hand that barely held his ankle, saw the fire that had not been extinguished on the ground, saw the iron pipes on the wall that had been deformed and shrunk by the cold, and saw the extreme cold that had not yet dissipated.

Finally, a flash of light flashed between the lightning and flint.

The so-called enlightenment.

Between life and death, Fugo couldn't help but think of what Giorno said accidentally:

It is to open up a bright path that we should take between the dark wilderness!

With this realization, Fuge raised his hand that was already covered with a layer of ice crystals.

He couldn't move at all below the waist and abdomen, so he lowered his only movable head, opened his mouth and bit through his wrist.

The frozen skin on the outer layer of the wrist was instantly bitten to pieces.

The teeth were like saws grinding through the frozen flesh, digging downwards through the arteries that had not yet cooled down.

Fuge just bit open his arteries, letting the steaming high-pressure blood flow inside to splash out freely in the extreme cold.

Finally, before the cold air completely invades the chest and abdomen,

He raised his arm and spread the hot blood towards the metal pipes laying on the far wall——

That's a gas pipe.

That gas pipe was shrouded in ultra-low temperature cold air not long ago, and the current surface temperature is probably still at an extremely low level.

And my blood is 37 degrees Celsius, which is as hot as coals for the gas pipeline at this moment.

Just like pouring hot water on the car glass when removing snow will cause the glass to break. The 'thermal shock resistance' of the material is limited. When the object is suddenly heated and expands, the thermal stress caused by the mutual restraint of the deformation of each part exceeds When the internal forces of an object are combined, the object will break!”

This is what Fugo came up with in a desperate situation.

He wants to use his hot blood to shatter the gas pipe that is still at ultra-low temperature to release the natural gas inside:

The boiling point of methane, the main component of natural gas, is as low as minus 161.6 degrees Celsius. It is just the aftermath of the cold air that blew onto the pipeline before, and it may not be able to liquefy the gas.

As long as the natural gas can be released, the unextinguished flame on the ground can trigger another gas explosion.

The air wave generated by the explosion will definitely blow Nalanja and me away.

We can use this to get rid of the cold air, and the deflagration at that distance should not kill us, but can only seriously injure us.

After finishing all the arrangements, Fuge lowered his head and glanced at Gaqiu at his feet:

This terrible enemy who never gave up until his death unknowingly taught him some truths that he had always known but never dared to practice or wanted to practice.

At this time, the blood has been poured into the gas pipeline.

The metal pipe wall that had been deformed by freezing cracked at this moment, and the ominous sound of gas leakage suddenly sounded.

almost visible to the naked eye

The wind blowing out of the pipe went straight to the burning flames on the ground.

Facing the sudden wave of flames, Fuge closed his eyes.

Half a minute later.

Fuge helped Nalanja stagger out of the bar.

The bar was in a mess, and the flames caused by the gas explosion were spreading rapidly.

The injuries on Fuge and Nalanjia were even more horrific.

In fact, the fact that Fuge had the strength to bring Nalanjia out of this alive still had to be attributed to Jiaqiu.

First, Gaqiu used the thick ice layer frozen on their bodies in the cold air to act as frost armor to a certain extent. These ice cubes helped them greatly reduce the damage caused by the explosive gas wave.

Secondly, after Kacho's death, all the abilities of the White Album were released.

All the ice blocks generated by the abilities disappeared, and Fuge and Nalanja, who were almost covered in frost and made into ice sculptures, barely regained their ability to move.

Although the extremely severe frostbite still existed, they were at least able to move after being freed from the shackles of the frost.

Because of this, Fuge was able to bring out the unconscious Nalanja before the fire intensified.

Fugo.

At this time, Nalanjia, who was thawed, also happened to regain consciousness.

He opened his eyes and saw Fuge's embarrassed face, and subconsciously asked: How is the situation?

It's okay, Nalanja.

We are the winner, we defeated that invincible guy!

Fuge said to Nalanja so excitedly.

Won? That's great.

Nalanja sighed happily.

He finally put down his instinctive vigilance and relaxed to enjoy this hard-won victory.

The exhausted two people just want to have a good rest now.

Wait a minute. Nalanja suddenly thought of something: Fuge, where are the ice cubes?

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Fuge suddenly fell silent:

The ice cubes they had thrown away had long been swallowed up by the explosion.

But just now the flames were spreading everywhere and the lives of the two of them were in danger. It was impossible for him to walk through fire and ice with such serious injuries.

Ice cubes.

I still can't get it

Fuge let out a long sigh, his expression extremely complicated.

Looking at the bar that had turned into a sea of ​​flames, he suddenly couldn't see clearly.

Did he win or lose?