Chapter 399 Hurt you and hurt me
Watson temporarily closed off the adopted son's five senses, cutting off the body's connection with the outside world.
The evil purple light that was everywhere around him greatly reduced the corrosive effect on his adopted son's body, and he almost no longer suffered any damage when he deliberately closed the body's orifice.
The influence that can almost make the frame twist and the door burst open. After breaking through the five senses of hearing, hearing, touching, smelling and taste, it has become so thin that it can only make old wounds ache, and has not had time to penetrate into the skin. Deep down, he has been rejected and abandoned by the moth cells of youth.
Although the five senses have been closed, Watson also has other perceptions of moths, blades and hearts that transcend the five senses.
He could still clearly sense the alien flesh and blood of the humanoid snake nest not far away, and the power of enlightenment that was rushing toward his consciousness to awaken the rift.
But compared to the frail body of his adopted son, Watson's spirit was as tough as steel that had been tempered for thousands of times. Even the power of the boiling and screaming snakes could not find any cracks in this piece of fine steel that had been tempered for thousands of times.
Facing the evil purple light that hit his face, Watson slowly sank down and bent his knees. He took a half-step back with his right leg and assumed a standard fighting stance.
Then, towards the female dancer who was more than ten feet away, towards the graceful body that was riddled with holes and turned into a den for snakes, he threw a straight punch that seemed to be fast and light but was actually weak.
Although his punches are extremely fast, there is no sense of power at all. It feels more like an old man slowly practicing health-preserving boxing, or like a stage actor practicing his action scenes alone. , that serious fist-pumping action looked hard and funny.
However, after the first punch was thrown, the evil purple light in front of the fist seemed to be still in mid-air.
A snake of flesh and blood protrudes from the scar on the waist and abdomen of the female dancer. It has just been born into a waking world full of fun.
It couldn't wait to twist its snake body and dance wildly to thank the queen for the opportunity.
But before it had time to swing its yet-to-be-completely smooth body, the snake's body, which was as thick as a thumb, was already stiff and difficult to move. Some extremely dangerous and terrifying premonition came to mind, as if it would happen in the next second...
Bang—the flesh-and-blood snake that had just arrived in the waking world exploded to pieces!
The power of the explosion does not seem to come from the outside world, but from the solidifying bone tentacles in the snake's body!
Waves of sharp power like sharp blades burst out from the inside of these entangled and twisted bone tentacles, like heavy punches with sharp stabbing blades erupting from the inside of the bone tentacles, until the snake was blasted into pieces. A bloody mass of scum!
This sudden burst of fist power not only exploded the half-shaped body of the flesh-and-blood snake exposed outside the body of the host, but even the half of the tail that was deeply embedded in the host's flesh and blood was exploded and shattered, leaving open scars inside Empty as a deep, narrow cave with nothing in it.
Before the death of the host, the flesh-and-blood snake that was supposed to have endless life and the ability to regenerate without limit was actually annihilated by this heavy punch that suddenly burst out from the body, and could not even return to the snake mother queen. embrace!
The flesh-and-blood snakes in the female dancer's body immediately tightened their snake bodies, and they could already feel that the compatriot's consciousness disappeared without a trace... as if it had turned into a wisp of soul-disappearing smoke and dissipated in the world.
Not far away, the Mothman, who was pumping his fists seriously and comically, was still shaking his fists at the air in front of him. One brisk jab after another fell into the air like extremely soft cotton. , the force of the fist was so light that it could not even disturb the breeze in the air.
But directly opposite the fist, bursts of bursting blood bloomed on the female dancer's body!
One after another, the flesh-and-blood snakes exploded, and the unknown punch force emerged from the depths of the bone tentacles. Not only did they shatter their unformed bones, destroying their new smooth snake bodies, but they also directly annihilated them at their roots. Their spirit! ! !
"Hiss!!!!"
Sensing the danger of eternal death, the group of snakes raised their slender necks towards the host's head, roaring with piercing screams!
Then in the next three seconds, it turned into groups of exploding blood foam, and the splattered blood dyed the graceful body red.
The continuous bursting pain and the wailing screams of the snakes for help seemed to be able to wake up the female dancer who was drowning in Kai's desire.
Mary Morstan turned her head sharply and looked at the rude mothman who was disturbing the opening ceremony.
The pair of distorted eyes that looked like snake-like vertical pupils were slightly narrowed, and the two blood-purple vertical pupils seemed to be slightly open, like open doors.
Deep behind the door, there seems to be a giant snake with hundreds of key-like tentacles slowly rising up, as if it is preparing to pounce!
There are seven shackles of scars around the cheek that seem to have healed but may never heal. The seven fully formed flesh-and-blood snakes with different colors and shapes derived from them are the last survivors of this snake nest.
They twisted their bodies wildly, and their inverted triangular heads with jagged bone spurs between the snake scales all looked at the damn moth... No, it was the damn Blade Man!
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Although every time Watson throws a punch, his punch can cause a shocking blood flower to bloom on the female dancer's body. It seems to have caused very serious injuries, causing those flesh-and-blood snakes that have not yet fully formed to hiss madly. Howl.
But every time he punched, there was a sincere kindness attached to his fist that was generous and helpful!
The object of the non-harm peace pact with him was the sane and beautiful female dancer Miss Mary Morstan, not the deformed female body now covered with holes and fleshy snakes.
"These deformed flesh-and-blood snakes growing in Miss Mary's scars are obviously the outward signs of her out-of-control degeneration, just like the cancer cells with such deformed lesions."
"If you want to cure Miss Mary's condition of out-of-control revelation, you have to use chemical/radiation and other violent means to eliminate those stubborn cancer cells just like cancer is treated in the future era."
"During the process of violent treatment, some adverse reactions will inevitably occur...but compared to the loss of flesh and blood of Miss Mary, helping her escape the control of these strange snakes is the most important thing!"
"I exploded the flesh-and-blood snakes on Miss Mary's body in order to relieve her symptoms of loss of consciousness... It's totally reasonable!"
If it were the female dancer, or the evil snake that was growing crazily in the opponent's body, and heard Watson's inner monologue at this time, I don't know if she would listen to the sophistry of this blade man, and believe this completely unreasonable explanation.
But it is obvious that Watson has deeply believed in the sophistry in his heart, or has deceived himself into believing this unreasonable explanation.
He really had a true, kind and beautiful heart, suppressed his feelings of pity and pity, and punched Miss Mary one after another.
"Miss Mary... although it hurts you, it hurts my heart!!!"
Watson, hidden deep in the young man's mind, shed false tears of grief in his conscious body, but the corners of his mouth slowly curved into a sinister smile.
The next second, eight balls of blood bloomed on the female dancer's head.