Nightmare Corrosion

Chapter 356 The end is here!

I don’t know how the creator would feel when he saw his own work being hung up like this.

Seeing this scene, Lu En even had strange thoughts in his mind. However, he did not stop and swung the big sword quickly. The sword body, which was originally half a person tall, stretched several times in an instant, cutting off several people. of tentacles.

Bang bang bang!

Several dull landing sounds were heard in succession, and Lu En just stretched out his hand slightly to catch the fallen Liv.

However, when I touched it, it was not as plump and plump as before. Instead, it felt like a deflated doll, light and pale, and its breathing was even more vague.

If Lu En hadn't had a keen sense, or if he had arrived a step later, she would have really died.

The creator's strengthening allowed her to last longer than ordinary people, and she finally waited for a turning point.

Similar to Liv's situation, there were three other people who fell on the ground, all of whom were only breathing their last breath, but the situation was still stable?

It seems that this has triggered a certain mechanism. Their current state is like falling into a deep sleep, minimizing their own consumption and perception of the outside world. It seems like a means of pretending to be dead.

Uh-huh!

Countless tentacles hung down from his head, but he cut them clean effortlessly. Lu En felt that the monster's reaction seemed to be getting slower and slower.

Or it's not that it's slow, but it becomes more like a plant. Only when it is hurt will it produce a corresponding stress response.

This may mean that the entire consciousness of this vigilante who lost control and turned into a monster has collapsed.

Lu En sensed it for a while, then suddenly swung his big sword, inserted it directly into the squirming ground, and pulled out a circle along his feet.

Chi!

The viscous dark green liquid immediately sputtered out. Lu En kicked it hard again, and the ground immediately fell down.

It can be seen that the cut cross section already looks like some kind of flesh and is filled with dense meridian fibers. If the sword is not sharp, even if the bomb explodes, it may not be able to explode.

Through this hole, everything below was a deep dark green, and in the center, Lu En saw a huge corpse.

A corpse of Mushu!

The entire corpse, head to tail combined, was probably more than twenty meters long, but most of it was covered by some green tentacles, which were deeply embedded in its body. Through the translucent tentacles, one could see what was being absorbed continuously.

"Okay, the mystery is solved!"

Lu En let out a breath, finally understanding why this happened.

Even if he loses control, the Sheriff's original strength is there. If he can kill more than ten or twenty people at most, he will be killed by the townspeople. There is no suspense.

Losing control means liberating one's potential by losing the dual control of body and consciousness. The strength will increase, but it will not increase so exaggeratedly. However, if a bishop-level Mushu corpse is added, everything is possible. .

This unlucky Mushu seemed to be directly crushed to death by an inexplicable force when the world was teleported, and he was directly under the school. Perhaps the abnormality in the school was also related to it, but he was discovered by the sheriff who escaped.

The Sheriff, who was in the process of transforming into a tree, was now completely out of control and mutated. By continuously absorbing energy, he successfully covered nearly half of the town in just one night.

But the price is also heavy. Now the Sheriff's consciousness has basically collapsed. What controls this monster is just instinct, similar to some kind of carnivorous plant.

After figuring out all this, Lu En had no intention of jumping into the fight for 300 rounds and narrowly winning in the end.

The most important thing is that there is mucus everywhere down there, which looks greasy and disgusting, so he directly controls the big sword in his hand to extend, and then just like cutting wheat, he first cuts through the tentacles wrapped around the wood whiskers one by one, and then cuts off the police officer. The body changed, and now the shapeless monster was cut into pieces.

There was naturally resistance during this period, but to Lu En, these were not worth mentioning. In fact, he came in to see what was going on. Now that his curiosity is satisfied, should he still keep the other party waiting for the New Year?

But after Lu En finally got rid of the monster, the little goblin who had been hiding in his pocket, saying I was weak and scared, flew out with his big eyes blinking, looked at Liv and the others and exclaimed.

"Ah, they are injured, very seriously!"

"Yes, is there any way you can save them?"

Rolling his eyes inwardly, Lu En still followed the plot obediently, looking at the little elf with a proud smile on his lips.

"Of course, but it's all thanks to you for killing this big monster!"

After saying that, he flapped his little wings and flew towards Mushu's corpse below. After tinkering for a long time, he flew up and grabbed a few tender yellow whiskers in his hand, exuding a strong breath of life.

"Feed this to them and they'll be fine, but only one per person, not too many!"

As he spoke, he quickly stuffed the tentacles into the mouths of several people. The corners of Lu En's eyes twitched slightly, and then he saw the little goblin turned his head and raised the remaining tender whiskers at Lu En: "You want to come One?"

"No, I refuse!"

Lu En shook his head decisively.

These creators are really thrifty. They have to make use of waste, or it can't be considered waste. A corpse of a bishop can be regarded as a rare extraordinary material, but for ordinary people, it will undoubtedly cause strong pollution.

The waste utilization mentioned by Lu En refers to the remaining four people.

"Baji, Baji."

Seeing that Lu En didn't want it, the little demon threw the tender whiskers into his mouth beautifully, looking like a happy foodie, without the slightest bishop-level momentum.

Lu En felt that this little demon himself might not know his true strength.

Thinking about it carefully, it's even quite tragic. It seems happy and carefree, but it's actually just a puppet being pulled by a string. Every move, joy, anger, sorrow and happiness are controlled and set. This is probably the most miserable bishop-level existence Lu En has ever seen.

After Lu En solved this monster, the remaining tentacles immediately turned into real plants and lost their offensiveness. When the mayor and others outside discovered this situation, they were immediately ecstatic.

He immediately began to gather the townspeople who had fled, and at the same time began to publicize his wisdom and bravery, decisive decision-making, and spirit of facing challenges and not fearing sacrifice. In short, after all these operations, he gained unimaginable great reputation.

On the other hand, he privately told Lu En that this was all to protect him, so that the townspeople would not covet the magical sword in his hand, and then patted his chest to reassure all kinds of promises.

Of course, Lu En's indifferent expression throughout the whole process also made the mayor unsure whether he believed in himself or wanted to kill him with a sword, so he stayed far away, and then he saw Lu En looking up at the roof, as if he saw other places through the ceiling.

"Here it comes!"

The soft murmur, at this moment, it was like water waves, bringing a strange sense of rippling, which was transmitted to the mayor's ears.

Time and space, around him, seemed to be stretched and shortened in an instant, falling into an indescribable weird state, and then stopped abruptly!

It seemed that all this was just his illusion.