Chapter 429 Cat and Snake Battle
Watson looked at his adopted son's right arm, which was only blackened bones. The nerves and flesh had been carbonized by the high heat in the ancient lion's body. The moment he pulled out his arm, it fell down with a shake.
Compared with the unstoppable attack, the ancient lion-like weapon under his crotch is actually better at defense.
The golden lion body forged by Brother Lion himself, its blood and flesh contain terrible high temperatures!
The steam rising from the lion's body can already burn the skin of mortals, and the skin on the surface is as hot as a red iron plate.
At this moment, Watson, who was sitting on the lion's back, was almost roasted, and his adopted son's flesh and blood, which were born with moth and cup phases, were already filled with the tempting aroma of barbecue - if it weren't for the fact that too much energy was consumed today, so that Sebastian's accumulated fat had been used up, I believe that at this moment, golden oil would have dripped under this high temperature.
And the inside of the lion's body was even hotter than a blazing furnace!
If the dark forest illusion, which seemed like a virtual reality, had not already exhausted the lion's muscles and bones, exhausted the lion's mind, and extinguished the lion's anger... the lion with the fire of rage, the heat inside it could almost burn the bones into ashes.
The drum in his heart rumbled, and the dark and sticky blood released a clear and rich vitality like a spring. The carbonized flesh and blood remaining in the elbow joint left on its own initiative. Strands of pink and new flesh and blood grew wildly like spring grass after rain, entwining the blackened or already black bones and climbing up, rebuilding new nerves.
"Even if you have almost abnormal power, you still can't completely get rid of the rules of physics..."
"Protein will eventually carbonize at high temperatures, and calcium phosphate will also be difficult to escape the fate of melting."
"I am still too weak..."
"I am not qualified to defeat the laws of nature..."
Such a murmur came faintly from the deep darkness.
Watson shook his head slowly, then took a deep breath, and the surging and chaotic darkness rushed into his adopted son's mouth and nose like a tide.
This dense and miniature dark cloud that suddenly appeared in the sky of the incomplete Kindness Mountain suddenly disappeared again.
But compared to when it came, the dark cloud had already accumulated a lot of surging vitality burning like flames.
After all the darkness flowed back to the deformed body, the new flesh and blood growing wildly at the elbow joint became more and more fanatical, scrambling to wrap around the exposed radius and ulna, climbing straight to the tip of only five fingers left.
In just a dozen seconds, the twisted neural network, deformed arteries and veins, dark muscle fibers, and thin and tough shells have all been completely regenerated, and even the sixth and seventh claws that had just abandoned the flame of destruction have been slowly extending out.
The flesh and blood that are ready to go are anxiously waiting for the black bones to grow. Every time a millimeter of bone extends, the flesh and blood and skin immediately swarm up to cover the finger bones.
Watson moved his regenerated right claw, and the seven jagged claws of different shapes were as flexible as before.
"Unfortunately, this is not my body after all, and there is no way to practice Brother Lion's secret of endless recasting."
"Otherwise, the flesh and blood that have been regenerated by the flames can also greatly improve the resistance to casting and heat."
"Meow--"
The injuries of the ancient lion Daiqisi have been completely repaired under the hammer of the general she imagined, and the spine is completely stretched out, which is so comfortable that she can't help but make a charming cat cry.
The slender lion body is so soft that it seems to have no bones. It can twist nearly 180 degrees and raise its head. The lion head as big as a wheel is close to the gentle and majestic new owner.
"Meow--" (ask for a scratch--)
Watson smiled and reached out to touch the chin of the ancient lion. Although the golden lion hair is as sharp as a needle, it can't pierce the shell on his arm.
Seven claws scratched the cat's chin, which had not been rubbed for a long time. The claws without sharp blades could not break the hot golden skin, but made the lonely cat feel the long-lost comfort again.
"Meow——" (comfortable——)
"Meow——" (very comfortable——)
"Meow meow meow——" (a little harder, so comfortable——)
The golden cat was immersed in the hearty and comfortable feeling after a thousand years, and felt so happy that she almost fainted meow!
At this point, the deformed snake dancer fell down belatedly, still holding the round high-topped mirror in her arms.
The mirror surface with a faint glow of unknown colors, after Watson and the snake girl passed through, the cracks on the mirror surface expanded a little, like a hideous tree-like scar rendering the dusk.
The deformed snake shuddered as it watched the terrifying moth-man easily take the ancient lion under its command. The idea of pursuing freedom that had just sprouted in its heart instantly disappeared.
It hurriedly swung out its tail and wrapped it around the waist of the evil moth. The snake tail immediately tightened and retracted, pulling the snake girl who had quietly deviated from the ancient lion back.
The snake girl's flexible and slender tail swam around Watson's waist again and again, tightly wrapped around him as if it would never leave. The pretty face of the deformed seven snakes bloomed with eight attentive smiles that seemed to please him.
The countless newborn thin snakes on the body also danced enthusiastically, as if the flute snakes in the land of India were dancing to the music.
But in fact, in the eyes of others, they could only see a group of twisted and wriggling snake-shaped hair fluttering in the wind, so that the graceful and charming curves of the upper half of the human body were completely covered by these twisting snakes.
Even Watson couldn't help showing a disgusted expression when he saw this disgusting look, and the closed eye slits on his forehead that looked like horizontal scars were bent.
The action of scratching the cat's chin also stopped.
The cat, who was indulging in the long-lost comfort, turned around and glared at the sudden snake that disturbed the master's play with him.
The ancient lion and the deformed snake looked at each other.
The molten golden lion eyes looked directly at the vertical pupils of the snake eyes, and some inexplicable hostility burst out between the cat and the snake!
The blazing edge burned in the lion's eyes, and the vertical pupils of the snake eyes like a door were about to open!
Resistance and rage, opening and dismantling - all are already in high spirits!
Ugly snake, get away, don't disturb the master playing with me.
"Quiet!"
Watson held the cat's head with one hand and covered the snake's pupils with the other.
The flesh in the palms of the two hands began to tremble strangely, as if something terrible was about to break out of the cocoon under the palms.
The cat and the snake, who were competing for favor, had an incomprehensible buzzing sound in their heads, which reminded them of the twisted and entangled dark shadows.
The snake recalled the dark fear of being lost in the woods, and the cat recalled the moment of warmth in the depths of the woods.
The snake's body trembled in fear, and the lion's head lowered obediently.
Fear and respect made them dare not disobey their master and lord.
Watson smiled contentedly, and he looked at the distant horizon illuminated by the morning light of dawn.
"Kuanmian, open the door."
"We have been away from London for so long, and it is time to go back and take a look."
"Speaking of which, today happens to be the seventh day since I agreed with Miss Charlotte."