Wasteland Survival System and Dogs

Chapter 139 Life and Death ([-])
A severed head can be reborn.

This is a strange ability that shouldn't appear in people.

Just like the rebirth of a gecko's severed tail, a brand new head has grown in the place that should have been empty.

Some sticky blood was still hanging on Elena's cheeks.Like a chick just hatched, the red and white sticky substance stuck to the bald head that hadn't grown hair yet, making people even more disgusted out of thin air.

"There is an old saying in the far east, I believe you should have heard it, sir."

"The so-called non-reciprocity is indecent, please... also try my hospitality."

The severe pain came clearly from every part of Jing'an, which also gave him a more intuitive understanding of his own situation.

If you don't break free as soon as possible... there is no doubt that there will be some 'irreparable' horrible consequences.

Elena didn't have any reason to keep her hand from him.

Subconsciously want to use the method of driving characteristic abilities to form a comparison with Elena in terms of strength.

As long as she can break free from the shackles of either side, and then give herself a point of strength, Jing An will have enough confidence to retreat unscathed.

But the reality is brutally disappointing.

It seems that the energy position like a whale beast still exists. Based on this premise, Jing'an's characteristic ability is obviously blocked at this time.It was originally a state that could be perfectly switched with just one thought, but at this time it took a few seconds to buffer.

But at this moment, there is no longer any spare time like this.

In just a few seconds of neutral time, offense and defense have been switched.

But before Jing An could say anything, the seven waving arms suddenly exerted force.The blue veins on the tensed and thin arms were exposed, and even Jing An's expression became abnormally distorted at this time.

The excruciating pain of cramping and peeling skin almost made Jing An's thoughts go into a trance at this moment.

The two arms and the two thighs were firmly locked, and then pulled towards their respective directions.There seemed to be some subtle sounds in Jing'an's ears—they were echoes from his body.

The bones were pulled hard and rubbed, and the flexible muscle fibers were gradually broken. At this time, crisis signals were sent to the brain.

Aisha's group, who were standing far away, suddenly changed their expressions, because they had already anticipated what a shocking scene would be.

"stop!"

"don't want……"

Either panic or anger can't affect Elena's actions.

Therefore, rather than words, straightforward actions are more convenient.

At this moment, the old Popsicle was overwhelmed by strong emotions and let wildness take control of his body.

It is the absolute representative of the body faster than the brain.

The forelimbs that hadn't fully healed stepped on the ground alternately, shaking off the gauze wrapped on them.Yin Hongse's blood stained all the way up, leaving spots like cherry blossoms on the pure white snow.

"Roar……"

The two parallel hearts were beating together at this time, contracting frequently, turning the energy accumulated during this period into Qi and blood, which were sent to the limbs and torso, bringing maximum support to the old Popsicle.

The figure that was flying towards Elena displayed an extraordinary speed that far exceeded normal speed.If a yellow-black meteor flashed across the sky, it had already rushed in front of Elena in just a short while.

The proboscis like a crocodile opened wide in the air, and the roaring heartbeat of an engine turned into a deep roar.The icy wind and snow couldn't hinder him for a moment, and he was finally sucked into the deep mouth together.

The strong emotional fluctuations brought the old Popsicle an unprecedented ultimate experience.Just at this moment, his speed was stretched to the extreme, and he could even approach Jing An who was fully fired.

It was like a thunderbolt exploding from behind, and in the time like a stop-frame painting, the old popsicle slid past Elena's back and floated tens of meters away before finally landing on the ground.

The speed was so fast that even the parties involved did not have time to react.

Then, the gears of time began to bite again.

Only a popping sound was heard.On Elena's back, a prismatic wound as wide as a palm appeared.

The bone was deep enough to be seen in this crack, and even the thick spine was cut off together.If someone could observe at a close distance at this time, they could even see the squirming muscles, slightly trembling blood vessels, and the beating heart.

Such an exaggerated wound broke the balance of the body almost instantly.The turbid red blood only paused for a moment, and immediately rushed out.Under the impetus of the inner circulation, these bright paints were pushed and splashed on the surrounding ruins, adding a bit of bloody meaning.

The outer skin that Jing'an took so much effort to tear open was so vulnerable in the hands of Lao Bingluo.

This is the rational use of phases.

The blood-red skin can withstand pulling beyond the specification level, and even exhibit extraordinary toughness.But after encountering the long teeth that were as sharp as daggers, they seemed so vulnerable.

The old popsicle's white canine teeth bared, and the moment it touched the skin, it broke open in an instant, and then a deformed crack was pulled out.

It feels as smooth as a hot knife cutting through butter.

Starting from the waist, across the entire back, to the deep scar under the right neck, the inner bones and internal organs were also stirred into a mass of rotten meat, and at this time it flowed out along the wound. It has become a nameless filth hanging on the body.

Missing organs, profuse bleeding.

No matter what kind of situation happens to ordinary people, they should completely lose the ability to act.

But Elena just turned her head halfway, raising her eyebrows slightly at the old popsicle beside her.

"Huh..."

As a humble existence, the performance of this hound is worthy of praise.

But that's all.

"Tired? How many times can you continue an attack like this?"

Panting heavily, the old Popsicle sticks out its long tongue.Crystal liquid flowed out from it, and a crystal thread hung in front of his body.

The price of overachievement is being reckoned with at this moment.

His chest began to contract violently, and all the muscles in his body gave warnings of overspending at this moment.The structure is full of hair and not rich in sweat glands, which makes it impossible for the old Popsicle to dispel the high-temperature backlash caused by the force of detachment in the first place.

His footsteps became vain, and his thoughts began to be confused.

The old popsicle only felt that his head began to go dizzy for a while, and even his eyes showed a subtle tendency to spread.In just a moment of trance, Elena's figure in front of her had already split into three.

It seemed that just standing still had exhausted his last bit of energy.

(End of this chapter)