【Thousand Fantasy】Bat

The factory gate slowly lowered, and the thorny people quickly spread out, surrounding them in the middle.Obviously, he had already thought about how to deal with Da Lan if he missed.

The petrified rays radiate in a spherical shape. As long as Qiankong is enclosed in a circle and the enclosing circle is narrowed, then facing the threat of petrified rays, the loss of personnel can be minimized.For the rest, it was easy to subdue Senku before he threw the petrochemical device a second time.

However, this countermeasure is only applicable when Senku comes here alone.

The "bat" stood side by side with him, and in the originally dimly lit factory building, the shadows projected on the walls and on the ground suddenly separated from their owners and came to life.They change shape, gradually turning into human silhouettes.Unlike humans, they all have a pair of bat-like wings on their backs.

A dim yellow lighting above the head suddenly sizzled, and with a bang, the light went out, and the moment the sight was plunged into darkness, everyone could see that the shadows that originally only existed on the two-dimensional plane were transformed from the objects they depended on. Pull away from the world and appear in the real world.

In the darkness, some people wailed, some fired guns indiscriminately, and some struggled to escape.It's a pity that the way out has been blocked by themselves - the key to control the gate was released from the holder's hand at the moment of the turmoil due to the attack of the shadow, and fell into the boundless darkness.

The devil's eyes turned blue at this moment, and he easily saw the embarrassment of human beings.This scene was the wine that went with the meal for him in the past.It looks ridiculous now.He thought that Senku would not like to see him torture humans, so he didn't intend to go too far.As long as these people are incapacitated, he will stop.

Suddenly, he frowned and found that the thorns were gone.

He escaped from his own attack?impossible.No human has ever been able to do this.

Gen spread the huge wings on his back and jumped up, trying to find thorns from the sky.He passed a row of containers and saw the old man hiding behind the boxes with his back.So he descended and stood before the thornbush.

The thorns have always been strategizing, and they have never lost their composure like they are now.He was sweating profusely, his legs were trembling, and he was almost unable to support himself and fell to the ground.Huan felt that his ugly appearance was really pathetic, and it was not worth getting his hands dirty for such a person.

However, he still has to limit his ability to move.

If people like Thorn are left alone, they will hurt Qian Kong and Long Shui sooner or later.Think so.As soon as he raised his hand, he saw Thorn's expression change.

The skinny old man suddenly smiled, as if some plan had succeeded.Immediately after a muffled sound, Gen felt a tingling pain in his lower abdomen.Thorn held an antique revolver with intricately carved patterns in his hand. He had just pulled the trigger, and the muzzle was smoking due to heat.

Huan raised his wings and flew the thorns away.The old man rolled on the ground a few times and vomited a mouthful of blood.

"You think this kind of thing is useful to me?" He stuck his fingers into the wound on his lower abdomen, trying to remove the bullet's head.But the moment he touched the bullet, he felt a burning pain from his fingertips.The pain immediately paralyzed his nerves, making him unable to control his hand.

In just such a short moment, he saw that his two knuckles protruding into his belly were nothing but white bones.

It's not the worst.

This is not the first time he has been shot. After all, guns are already the most powerful weapon for most human beings.However, the damage this weapon caused to him was like being bitten by a bug, which was painless and not itchy.According to past experience, the wound will start to heal immediately, not only the skin and muscles, but also the damaged internal organs.

But this time the situation is different.

The bullet hole that pierced him had healed, but there was an overwhelming cramping pain in his abdominal cavity.

Thorn half-opened his blood-smeared eyes, and said with a smile: "Uncle, I didn't make any preparations, so I ran here to trouble the devil? Keke, WM only got one bullet of this kind. Fortunately, Uncle, I Didn't miss..."

Standing in the darkness, Qiankong suddenly realized that something was wrong.The sounds of the shadows attacking people around stopped, only the painful groans of the thugs who escaped by chance.He quickly turned on the flashlight of his mobile phone and looked in the direction where Huan Li left.

He heard the flapping of wings as Gen disappeared from him.Intuition told him that it was a hallucinatory voice.Following the direction where the sound was going away, he saw that the thorns were falling to the ground, and his hands were barely supporting the ground, trying to get up.

The light of the mobile phone pierced Thorn's eyes, he narrowed his eyes and opened them again, and suddenly laughed when he saw the person coming.It was as if he had won the battle.Qian Kong passed him, and in the next moment, Huan curled up into a ball appeared in the circular light projected by the phone.

"Gen, are you okay?" He held on to Gen's shoulders, and the latter lifted his head from his knees and glanced at him.

The face that was bloodless before was now as pale as paper.

Qian Kong turned around: "What did you do to him?"

Thorn threw out the antique pistol and said, "I shot a special bullet that is said to be able to kill demons into his body. This bullet will eat his body bit by bit from the inside out, making him even There is no hair left. You just wait, he will show his prototype soon."

Gen buried his face between his knees again, breathing heavily.His body was changing, the tattoos on his cheeks spread to his chest, and the wings and tail that had been hidden all along could not be retracted.He is slowly becoming what he was.That was the appearance given to him when he was an adult, when the blood of the devil completely devoured the human blood in his body.

He once looked at himself in front of the mirror and thought that his father had never seen me like this.But my father mentioned more than once that before his mother left, she showed him her original posture.How ugly and scary that is.So much so that the matter of giving birth to a child with his mother tortured him to a mental breakdown.

If possible, he really hoped that Qianku would not look at him now.

But the pain of his internal organs being melted little by little made him have no time to care about whether Qian Kong was by his side now.Along with the pain came overwhelming appetite.He just felt hungry, very hungry.I have never been so hungry since I was born.

Human food cannot satisfy this hunger.

Neither can human emotion.

What he wants to swallow now is something warm, moist, and sweetened by death.And the scent of that thing is coming from the wound of the thorn.

"monster!"

His father's disgusting roar sounded in his ears.But only this time, he felt that his father was right.Because he did develop an appetite for humans.

"He will eat you in order to repair the damage to his body." Thorn stood up and limped out: "Uncle, I won't play with you anymore."

However, before he could take a few steps, a white light shone, and he became a stone statue.

"Huan, look up at me." Qiankong retracted the petrochemical device and continued to shake the demon's shoulder.The latter did not raise its head, but instead wrapped itself in huge wings extending from its shoulder blades.He mumbled inside: "You go, I won't eat you."

In fact I haven't eaten people either, fantasy.Human flesh and blood should not be more delicious than ramen with eggs.

"Huan, don't be like this, Thorn said just now that he shot you, is it true?" Qiankong wanted to peel off the tightly wrapped wings, but now Huan is like a cabbage, no matter how you peel it off not open.

He picked up the revolver on the ground and found the clip empty.Looking at Huan's body, there is indeed a pool of blood.

Somebody finally found the key to the electronic door of the workshop, pressed the switch, and a light shone in from the outside.Huan finally spoke again: "Xiao Qiankong, get out quickly."

"I'm going out, what will happen to you?" Qiankong simply sat down in front of Huan, he heard Huan's continuous panting.Yu he stretched out his hand, stroked the pair of wings that he saw growing on a "human" for the first time in front of him, and asked, "Does it hurt?"

The wings trembled in his hand.

Qian Kong took off the dagger that was pinned to his waist before going out. It was originally intended to be used for self-defense, but he didn't expect it to be used for other purposes now.He rolled up his sleeves and cut open a vein on his wrist, from which ocher red blood immediately flowed out.

Tick, tick.Big drops of blood fell to the ground.

"Huan, if you don't come out, it will be a waste." He sighed, and put his hand in front of Cabbage.After a while, the vegetable leaves finally stretched out.

Gen raised his head, revealing a messy head, and cat-like vertical blue pupils under the forehead.The tattoos on his cheeks turned into more complicated and paradoxical patterns, winding all the way into the collar.The moment he met Qian Kong's eyes, he wanted to hide himself again.Qian Kong hurriedly squeezed into the shelter of those wings, and raised his hand to the phantom lips.

Blood stained Huan's pale lips, he finally compromised, lowered his head and sipped the blood on his wrist.Qian Kong could vaguely see the blue tongue in his mouth.

Ingesting blood did effectively relieve the pain, but as consciousness recovered, the mental pain became clearer.Huan asked, "Isn't it disgusting?"

"What?" Qian Kong didn't know why.

"I..." Huan whispered: "I look like this, and I'm drinking your blood."

"Why is it disgusting? You haven't become ugly. As for the blood, I gave it to you to drink. I won't do things that I find disgusting."

To be honest, Qian Kong didn't think Gen's appearance was ugly.Rather, seeing his posture, I suddenly understood where the strange obsequiousness on him who was disguised as a human came from.If it weren't for such a creature, it wouldn't have such a strong allure.

Qian Kong saw Huan without saying a word, and asked, "Where is the injury? Let me help you look."

As he spoke, he removed Gen's hand that was covering his stomach.The cloth there was torn and stained with blood.So he cut Huan's clothes with a dagger, revealing a large magic pattern on the left chest.The lines are like some kind of vines, wantonly growing on Huan's heart.It seems more attractive now than before.

Qiankong forced himself not to look at the lines that made him inexplicably hot, and focused his gaze on the lower abdomen that Geng had just covered.

The muscles of the lower abdomen were originally very thin, but now they were sinking with an unnatural feeling, as if there were no internal organs to support them.Senku put his hand up and touched the outline of the spine.He asked: "What's going on?"

"The bullet...cough, dissolves my internal organs inside." Huan panted.The help of the blood he drank just now to heal the body is far less than the damage caused by the bullet.

"Can't you take it out?" Chiku asked.

"I tried, but, I can't touch that bullet."

"I'll take it out for you." Qian Kong said without thinking.

He pressed his fingers on Huan thin's abdomen, touched the outline of the bullet, and confirmed: "I'll cut here directly, is it okay?"

Phantom nodded.

The power of the demon allows Gen's body to heal with astonishing speed and without fear of infection.But the normal functioning of his nervous system allowed him to still feel pain.He groaned as the dagger sliced ​​through his stomach.Qian Kong hugged him and let him lean on his shoulder: "If it hurts, you can bite me."

As he spoke, he poked his finger in.

The feeling inside is not the same as that of human beings, it is very dry and also icy cold.Because of the bullet, his hand touched the bottom without touching any obstacles.The bullet stuck to the spine and began to eat away at the bone.Senku grabbed it and found it was not easy to pick it up.

"Hmm..." Huan cried out in pain, and cold tears fell down into Qiankong's neck.

"You don't have to bear it like this, it will feel better if you bite me." Qian Kong said.

His neck was in front of him, and there was a familiar smell on his skin.Huan was in a trance, and many messy thoughts disappeared in this reassuring smell.

He thought maybe he didn't understand Qian Kong at all.He thought he could see into the hearts of all human beings, and labeled them with contempt and classified them into categories.But in fact, people's hearts are far from being as simple as he imagined.Just like now, Qian Kong, who was groping for bullets in his body, frowned slightly, showing concern and worry for him from the bottom of his heart.He had tasted many kinds of emotions, but he could not name this one alone.

Although the pain was unbearable, he hoped that the current situation could last a little longer, a little longer.

The moment the bullet was taken out, Genya tasted Senku's blood again.The severe pain of numbness on the scalp made him unable to resist biting down.Warm blood gurgled into his mouth, very fishy.

It's not as good as ramen.

Qian Kong maintained this position without moving, holding the bullet in one hand and Gen in the other.It wasn't until the other party let go of him that he said, "How do you feel?"

The incision on Huan's lower abdomen healed quickly after he pulled out his finger, leaving no scar.Because of sucking his blood, Gen's internal organs were also slowly repairing themselves, and the sunken abdomen was filled again and bulged.

Seeing such unreasonable things happening in front of his eyes, Qian Kong didn't have any extra emotions in his heart.He only had one thought, and that was: Great, Huan survived.

This is more than anything, more than anything.

TBC