Lee Sin's Bizarre Adventure

While Fuge's soul was being tortured, Li Qing and others were not idle.

They were thinking of ways to peel that damn piece of flesh out of Fugo's body without hurting his life.

But this is not easy to achieve.

Because the piece of meat named Olanto has been completely integrated with Fugo's body.

He adhered tightly to Fugo's shoulders, chest, waist, abdomen and thighs. The flesh, flesh and nerves of the two were mixed with each other, like two cups of tea poured together, and it was difficult to separate them clearly.

Giorno thought for a moment, and first thought of the companion he was most familiar with and relied on: Li Qing?

Li Qing spread his hands helplessly, saying that he was afraid there was nothing he could do.

Is there nothing I can do?

Giorno's expression was solemn, and he suddenly turned to look at another companion beside him, to be precise, an ally he had just known for ten minutes: Bucciarati?

There is a tacit understanding between smart people, and Bucciarati immediately understood what Giorno meant:

There's nothing I can do.

He stared at Fugo not far away, his eyes full of pain and urgency:

That monster has been completely integrated with Fugo's flesh and blood. My steel chain fingers can't separate it so finely.

And even if the two of them can be separated by zippers, their bodies are still connected to each other through the different spaces created by the zippers.

By doing this, there is no way to achieve true separation.

Is this so

Giorno's expression became darker and darker.

At this moment, Bucciarati’s difficult and painful cough sounded:

Cough cough cough cough.

With a violent cough, Bucciarati spat out a pool of dazzling scarlet blood.

He was already seriously injured by the echo shot, and was later shot in the stomach by Fernando at close range. He did not receive any treatment during the entire subsequent battle.

The wide wound still showed no sign of healing. Although Bucciarati had simply bandaged it with clothes, a large amount of blood still spilled from the wound.

Losing a lot of blood for a long time made him look as pale as a dead man.

Can't you hold it anymore?

Cough cough cough

Giorno was just worried about Bucciarati's injury, and then he spat out a mouthful of blood.

In fact, his current condition is no better than Bucciarati.

The three bullet holes left by Aviation Smith on his body were still oozing blood, and the long wound Fernando cut on his arm had no possibility of healing on its own.

Oops.

If this continues, let alone fighting, the two of us may not be able to save our own lives.

Giorno wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth and frowned deeply.

He suddenly realized that at this moment, he and Bucciarati needed treatment even more than Fugo, who was parasitized by the monster.

Li Qing and Bucciarati also realized this.

But

Who can treat them?

None of the people present were professional doctors, and even if there were professional doctors, they would not be able to cure such serious injuries on the two of them so easily.

what to do?

Saving Fugo and healing himself, two big problems weighed on Giorno's mind at the same time.

Wait, Fugo?

Giorno suddenly thought of something:

Fugo had been stabbed by Fernando just as hard before, but the wound that might have been fatal had now healed perfectly.

This was cured by Oranto.

Oranto used his own flesh and blood to fill the gaps in the damaged muscles and organs, curing Fugo in a very strange way.

Fill the wound with 'meat'?

An idea flashed in Giorno's mind, and he suddenly thought of something.

“Golden experience!”

A golden humanoid avatar instantly appeared around him, followed by a dazzling shadow of fists:

Wood big wood big wood big wood big!

The golden experience's powerful fist, whose panel data was Power C and which could actually easily blow up even a car, hit the ground without reservation, instantly smashing out pieces of cement that flew up.

Then, it suddenly grabbed a small fragment of cement, turned around and stuffed the cement directly into the wound on Giorno:

Wood big wood big wood big wood big!

There was another dazzling bombardment of fist shadows.

Abundant vitality slanted out from the fist of Golden Experience, and the lifeless cement block quickly changed color and deformed, and finally turned into a mass of squirming flesh.

This lump of flesh embedded itself perfectly into Giorno's body, helping him seal the wound and stop the bleeding.

In just one second, those serious wounds that could have caused surgeons to work overtime all night were completely healed.

This? Can it still be like this?!

Upon sensing this strange scene, Li Qing couldn't help but be stunned.

He suddenly discovered that his teammates seemed to have awakened some incredible healing skills.

This skill seems useless to Li Qing, who has the ability to digitize, but for those humans with mortal bodies, it is undoubtedly a magical method of life and death, flesh and white bones.

I was also inspired by Olanto and suddenly thought of it.

Giorno, whose body had recovered well, breathed a long sigh of relief:

My previous thinking has always been wrong.

Golden experience can create life, but it does not necessarily have to create a complete, conscious life body.

It would be much easier for me to just create soulless animal bodies.

That is to say.

I can completely create only a part of human tissue, and then use this part of active human tissue to repair the wound!

He briefly explained his new abilities.

Immediately afterwards, Giorno repeated his old trick and ordered Golden Experience to take action, using human body parts created from cement to heal Bucciarati.

Thanks.

Bucciarati thanked him sincerely.

But the problem on Fugo's side hadn't been resolved yet, and he didn't have time to be more shocked by Giorno's magical abilities.

As soon as the wound was healed, he asked worriedly:

Li Qing, Giorno, have you thought of a way to save Fugo?

If we can't find a way to separate the piece of meat from Fugo, then even if we regain our fighting ability, we won't be able to fight against that monster.

this.

Giorno suddenly gave a reassuring smile.

The previous tension and solemnity disappeared from his face:

I did think of a way, but it requires the cooperation of you and Li Qing.

If Fuge is really controlled by the enemy later, I hope you can help me block Fuge's 'Purple Smoke' and give me a chance to directly attack the main body.

Don't worry, I can produce anti-viral serum at any time. Even if you fight Zi Yan in close combat, you will still be able to escape unscathed.

He did not explain what his solution was, but simply explained the tactical division of labor.

Bucciarati couldn't help but hesitate:

I will help you stop 'Purple Smoke', but how do you plan to solve the parasitic problem?

Giorno smiled and said nothing.

Although Li Qing was unable to guess Giorno's thoughts for the time being, he still helped Giorno confidently:

Don't worry, there is definitely nothing wrong with Giorno's plan.

All right.

Bucciarati finally surrendered his trust to this ally whom he had only known for ten minutes.

After all, Giorno's previous record of defeating Fugo and Naranja one against two has proven that his resourcefulness cannot be underestimated.

There should be no problem in entrusting Fugo's life to such a wise man.

Bucciarati thought so.

Giorno quietly walked up to Li Qing and whispered:

Li Qing, lend me your dagger.

dagger?

Li Qing was slightly startled:

He did carry a long and extremely sharp dagger.

He seized this from Amor in the morning, and Amor had personally demonstrated the practicality of this dagger.

for you.

Li Qing subconsciously handed the dagger to Giorno, but suddenly felt something was wrong:

Wait. What are you doing with this dagger?

Giorno put away the dagger and quietly turned his gaze to Fugo not far away:

see it?

The piece of flesh has been clinging to Fugo's torso, and its face, the most important head, seems to have completely grown on Fugo's chest.

Understood!

As long as the enemy's most important brain center is removed, the monster will no longer be able to control Fugo.

Li Qing understood a little bit, but still felt weird in his heart:

However, both of them are now 'I am in you, and you are in me'.

How do you get this thing?

It's very simple.

In the cold light reflected by the dagger, Giorno smiled dangerously:

I'll chop off Fugo's head later.

Throw away everything from the head down.

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