Doomsday Paradise

Chapter 365
Before her eyes could fully recognize the details on the huge green shadow, Lin Sanjiu's bone wings had already fully unfolded—her body almost flew straight backwards in an unreasonable way; Bone Wing cut half of the wall and the door frame, and after a few bangs of collapse, they hit the ground one after another, rolling up smoke and dust all over the sky.

As soon as Lin Sanjiu stood firmly on her feet, a shadow emerged faintly from under the streetlight not far behind her.

Santa Claus, who was walking towards her slowly, and the male evolutionary man holding a Santa hat with a small magnet, couldn't help being stunned at the same time when their eyes fell on the shadow.

"It really is you," Lin Sanjiu stared at the male evolutionary, with a trace of smile on the corner of his mouth. "Look at your mediocre skills, but you spend your stamina lavishly on this kind of place... I really caught you with just one catch."

The male evolutionary tightened his lips, and his complexion had already turned pale uncontrollably.He quickly glanced at the shadow behind Lin Sanjiu, then staggered back two steps, as if he wanted to hide in the half-collapsed custom shop.

... When speaking to the paper crane for the second time, Lin Sanjiu's voice was not just lowered.

With the method taught by Kuizei Ji, it is not difficult to disturb the air flow and prevent the sound from being transmitted effectively--when Lin Sanjiu informed the puppeteer of the matter in detail, he naturally did not miss this. He is an inexplicable male evolutionary; and this guy who seems to have no surprises in intelligence and combat power can only hear the puppeteer's unilateral response, and he was really fooled, and immediately called out Santa Claus.

It never occurred to him that the puppeteer had already arrived at the door——

In the state of "pure touch", Lin Sanjiu immediately sensed that the air around her was divided, and something invisible and intangible quickly attacked from behind, and then brushed past her. Before the victim realized what was going on, the [disease] had already penetrated into his skin.

... Even if the enemy is in front of him, the puppeteer will never let go of the little Xiami who opposes him like this.

The eyeballs slowly turned back from the end of the eye sockets, and Santa Claus didn't seem to care at all about the howling of the evolved man in pain.As if he thought something was very interesting, he suddenly raised his fluffy and curly beard, trembling with his movements when he spoke: "...you are still such a small belly."

From the dim light, the puppeteer walked out of the darkness under the street lamp like a ghost.Every time he takes a step forward, the leather pants on his body will make a "creak" and "creak" sound; compared with the evening, he looks different at this moment--look carefully, Lin Sanjiu It turns out that the gold powder around his eyes has disappeared, and a piece of black glitter powder has been thrown on him, making him look more gloomy and gloomy.

"I'm different." Santa Claus was obviously not among them. He inserted a hand into his bushy beard and scratched it a few times before he said with a smile, "... your helper , I can tolerate killing until the end."

Lin Sanjiu raised his eyebrows, and suppressed the fear and anger that was aroused in his heart for a moment, but his feet did not move at all.

She wasn't so arrogant that she thought she could intervene in the battle between the two—it's just that the two hadn't started fighting yet, once she turned around, Santa Claus could stop her with a raised hand.The best time to withdraw from here is when the battle between the two of them is heating up...

The puppeteer sneered, "If this is the case, then I have to thank you...I promised her that I can't kill her."

...I'm still here!
Lin Sanjiu roared in his heart, but his face remained unchanged.

"Stop talking nonsense," said half of Santa's bearded face, twisting with every word he uttered, as if he wanted to be quenched into poison; It's the same, but he never did it. "...Give me back the things!"

The puppeteer lowered his chin, revealing the deep whites of his eyes.

"...If you want it so much, why don't you come and get it yourself?"

This sentence obviously angered Santa Claus even more—"Oh, you bastard, you really think you're going to be great when you're here... My stuff, I have a way to deal with it!"

... Seeing the veins on the puppeteer's forehead quickly appear, Lin Sanjiu sighed inwardly.

She also didn't expect that the two of them didn't make a move when they first came up, but they started to fight each other for several rounds - she stood aside and waited for a chance to rub the soles of her feet, but she couldn't wait.

Just when she was a little anxious, Santa Claus moved.

In fact, she didn't see Santa's movement clearly at all—the reason why she knew that he moved was that her "pure touch" state suddenly caught a "vacancy" where Santa was just now, and His people were no longer there—following the trend of air currents between heaven and earth, Santa's offensive did not stir up any extra fluctuations!

It seems that after reaching a certain level, all masters-

Even before this thought was finished, Lin Sanjiu's body had already taken a step involuntarily; although the battle between the two behind her had just started, she still grasped this idea as eagerly as a drowning person desperately inhaling air. Given the opportunity, he turned around and fled towards the previous project venue on the Pumpkin Road.

"Why don't you use my stuff, oh-oh-"

After Santa Claus couldn't tell whether it was a wild laugh or a hiss, the two of them seemed to slam into each other, and there was a deafening sound in the space behind them, and a wave of air hit the place where they collided. As the center, it quickly swept and spread.

Pushed by the sudden shock wave, Lin Sanjiu staggered and fell a few steps. Turning his head subconsciously, he saw the puppeteer's thin and thin figure like a paper puppet. The mountain-like Santa Claus flew far away under one blow; from his appearance, it seemed that he was so fragile that he didn't even need a little defense.

... Is the puppeteer so impatient?
This idea just popped up in her mind, and Lin Sanjiu suddenly remembered another thing, and she shivered.

"F*ck, no way..." She cursed in a low voice, holding back the desire to continue running out, and forced herself to stop.

Obviously, not only her, but even the puppeteer and Santa Claus were extremely surprised by the effect of this blow.

The puppeteer who broke several lampposts in a row and smashed into a house, stood up staggeringly, with a look of confusion on his face, as if he hadn't figured out what was going on: "... Huh? You... this is..."

Santa Claus stared at him, as if he couldn't figure out why the puppeteer was suddenly so easy to fight, but became cautious, narrowed his eyes, and took two steps back.

Lin Sanjiu slapped her forehead, wishing she could slap herself—but no matter how fierce the struggle in her heart was, she turned around as if uncontrollably.

With a sweep of his gaze, the puppeteer's eyeballs fell on her face, and his face suddenly became ferociously distorted with anger—he is also a very smart person, and at this moment, Lin Sanjiu's expression was completely blurred. I understood; he gritted his back molars tightly, and his jaw was full of tendons: "...you did it?"

Lin Sanjiu had nothing to say and could only nod his head several times.

"When we were fighting just now..." She was a bit cautious after all, for fear that the puppeteer would regret killing her in a rage, so she only dared to stay away and replied: "I, that... Feng Got all your special items."

It lasted 15 minutes before the words could be uttered, and in the hearty but sticky laughter suddenly erupted by Santa Claus, the body of the puppeteer turned into a phantom and rushed towards Lin Sanjiu.

Before she backed away to avoid it, the green shadow in the distance immediately bit him; the puppeteer waved his hands several times, but he didn't know what he did. While forcing Santa to stop, he had to jump to the side .

After being stopped like this, he seemed to have finally remembered that he had promised not to hunt down and kill Lin Sanjiu again.

With blood-red eyes, the puppeteer didn't even look at her anymore, and turned to meet Santa Claus who was rushing again.The three dolls that Lin Sanjiu had seen before, and more that she had never seen before, all appeared from the back of the shop not far away—but the battle between the two could be said to be The earth was shaking; the dolls who rushed into the battlefield and tried to support their masters were like the most worthless consumables, one after another, they were blown up by Santa Claus with a wave of his hand. It became dust.

In the blink of an eye, the dolls, which were densely packed just now, turned into scattered human legs all over the floor, revealing a section of white broken limbs.

Generally speaking, when two evolutionaries fight against each other, due to too many variables, anything is possible for the final winning factor; It has become an almost irreversible shortcoming-a little nuance is enough to define life and death, let alone a master of the level of a puppeteer and Santa Claus?
The loss of defensive special items means that the puppeteer has to focus most of his attention on defense—there are all kinds of special items in the doomsday world, and no one knows what the other party has that can make you hit It was a secret move; on the one hand, he had to beware of the signs of special items, and on the other hand, he had to deal with Santa Claus' endless abilities and physical attacks. Soon, the puppeteer began to feel stretched.

At this time, from the half-collapsed custom shop not far away, a few white bones suddenly protruded from it; opened up a few bamboos blocking the way, and kicked away the half-dead man who had just been hit by [disease] Evolved, Lin Sanjiu bowed his waist and dragged out a black thing from inside.

"Hey, hey, audition, audition—"

The female voice, amplified countless times by the microphone and speakers, was still heard clearly by the two warring people even though they were far away.

Before they could change their movements, the obviously nervous female voice sounded again.

"...Well, Santa Claus, have you heard of the 300 route?"

——If it weren't for the karaoke booth in the custom shop for customers to sing, Lin Sanjiu would never have imagined that she would be able to repeat the same trick on Santa Claus; to find a "balance" for the puppeteer.

...It's just that what she didn't expect was that the power of this sentence far exceeded her expectations.

The group of air currents and phantoms in the distance that no one can distinguish from anyone suddenly stagnates invisible to the naked eye; then, accompanied by a long laugh from the puppeteer, a huge green shadow followed by a kind of The appearance that physics cannot explain floated up in reverse.

It’s not so much that Santa Claus was blown into the air, it’s better to say that he’s more like a fat balloon, being “held” by the puppeteer in his hands—every twitch of his limbs, he can roll up a terrible It was stronger than the shock wave of [Tornado Whip]; however, the puppeteer standing in the turbulent flow seemed to be nailed to his feet, and remained motionless.

"Although for my taste," he grinned deeply, his eyes gleaming with sinister joy, "...you are really too fat, but I can barely accept you as a human being even."

No, no... there seems to be something in the middle...

Looking at the wild beast-like Santa Claus in the sky, Lin Sanjiu instinctively held the microphone tightly and took a step back.

In the next second, her eyes widened.

The dark green Christmas clothes, like the icing on the cake, slowly melted under the heat; the fat body suddenly stopped moving in the air, but the color became lighter and lighter, as if it was about to melt in the air It was the same in the night sky—the hat, the beard, the big belly, and the short and thick legs all gradually "melted", and fell on the ground like candle tears, and quickly melted into a whole on the ground. Spread the green.

Even the puppeteer didn't expect this turn of events—he took a step back, and in the next second he appeared beside Lin Sanjiu; grabbing her by the collar, the puppeteer was surprised He frowned and asked: "...What did you do again? Why can't my 'astronaut' hold him back?"

——Lin Sanjiu naturally had no answer to this question.

In fact, she didn't finally see the situation clearly until half a minute later.

When the green clothes and the fat body all melted away, one slowly stood up in the pool of green wax-like things——

... Lin Sanjiu had no words to describe it.

She has even seen such an ugly creature as a soul, but after shedding its shell, it was indeed the first time Lin Sanjiu saw such an ugly thing as "Santa Claus".

"It actually invalidated my coat." From the jagged, dry and uneven cracks on the thing's body, there was a voice that was no longer thick, but only sticky and greasy. "...Sure enough, I should kill you first."

　I had a dream yesterday. I dreamed that I was too close to the dead line when I posted, but I failed to post because of a system problem... so scary

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By the way, in the last chapter, I felt that the pitfalls were clearly written, but some people said that the 39 IQ was offline... It seems that I wrote too implicitly... In addition, what the puppeteer lacks is not the heart, kidneys and internal organs. Isn't the chapter unpretentious?

　
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