Chapter 398 The Dancer of Qi
Watson swung his arm violently, throwing out balls of burning sweet cup blood, and throwing away pieces of charred organ residues.
These organ fragments taken from his adopted son Sebastian still had the remaining flames of the ancient lion and fell on the sand.
Suddenly, a sweet and salty fragrance rose up, as if a barbecue feast was about to start, and all kinds of roasted offal were thrown on the ground casually, letting the greedy sand flow and drown them.
The pain of burning internal organs was relieved a lot because of this, at least the speed of blood and flesh regeneration was just as fast as the speed of organ self-immolation.
The boy's unusually pale and thorough face gradually regained a trace of blood color, but as his health improved, his face gradually became stained with a trace of vicissitudes, as if he had aged ten years in these few seconds.
The tender skin full of collagen became slightly loose, and wrinkles appeared at the corners of his eyes, forehead and neck.
Repeatedly stimulating the power of the heart phase to stimulate the regeneration of flesh and blood, although it did not cause the heart phase in Watson's soul to lose control and sink.
But the boy's body has not been baptized and fed back by the promotion of the heart phase. His cells that naturally contain moth and cup phases do not have the potential for longevity and cannot withstand the multiple divisions stimulated by the vitality of the heart phase.
After this battle, Sebastian is no longer a young boy, but has rapidly aged into an older young man.
Watson shook his right hand to shake off the burning blood remaining on his palm.
He shook his left hand again, and the palm flesh that was sticky and connected to the female dancer's intestines immediately peeled off by itself.
This several-meter-long, riddled intestine had already drained all the dirt inside, and after losing its support, it fell on the blood-red sand.
But this slender intestine seemed to have developed self-awareness. After falling on the sand, it kept crawling and crawling, recovering to its main body, like a scarred snake swimming rampantly, leaving a series of arc-shaped traces on the blood sand.
Watson then looked up at the female dancer shrouded in light sand and dust not far away.
When he made an emergency landing just now, he actually didn't pay attention to Mary Mostan's situation. He just exerted a little force to relieve her from falling.
Logically speaking, the female dancer who had lost control of the opening phase during the ceremony of opening the entrance to the royal tomb should not have been able to land safely.
Although the other party also had at least the fourth level of mind phase, it was obvious that the abundant mind phase vitality had been swallowed up by the out-of-control opening phase and converted into fuel for opening the entrance to the royal tomb.
The female dancer, who was mentally out of control and mentally weak, should have been smashed to pieces during the fall from a height of thousands of feet. Even if she didn't die on the spot, she would at least end up with a tragic end of quadriplegia.
But at this moment, Watson saw that the female dancer, whose body was twisted like a mess, had slowly stood up.
Looking from the left eye of his adopted son, he could only vaguely see a graceful figure slowly stretching its body behind the sand, and vaguely see the charming curves of the graceful ups and downs - if you ignore the other party's deformed and split like two scissors, and the weird arms that are constantly opening and closing, then what is in front of you is just a hazy picture of a beautiful woman dancing in the sand.
But this hazy beauty is indescribably weird. As the sand and dust gradually calmed down, the female dancer in the center of the picture gradually revealed her horrifying and terrifying true appearance!
The graceful figure had lost its white skin, revealing dark red scabs.
And the other party's slender waist had already grown strange limbs!
The female dancer's waist and abdomen behind the light dust extended a series of thumb-thick shadows inconceivably, as if someone was hiding inside the female dancer's belly, and at this moment, he couldn't wait to stretch out his fingers to tear open the soft belly and break out of the body!
In Watson's right eye, the light dust was invisible, and he could see the true face of the female dancer very clearly!
He saw twisted flesh tentacles growing from the cracks of the scars on the female dancer's body.
These tentacles were probably formed by the alienation of muscle fibers, flowing with a strange and blurred purple color, twisting and entangled with each other as if in a chaotic intercourse, and the entangled snake head as thick as a thumb slowly poked its head out of the female dancer's body.
Watson used his power in his right eye, and in the dark shadows of the forest deep in his dark pupil, a withered moth seemed to be fluttering its wings slightly.
His vision extended further, and he could even see the deformed and twisted flesh snakes on the dancer's body.
Thick and tough muscle fibers curled up inside the snake, as if they formed bones.
Flexible and sensitive muscle fibers stretched out from the triangular head, like a snake tongue swallowing.
Strong and powerful muscle fibers squirmed constantly, as if they formed the muscles of the snake's body.
Thin and smooth muscle fibers flowed like water, forming the scales and skin of the strange snake.
The dancer Mary Morstan had become a flesh embryo that bred strange snakes, and countless newborn flesh snakes were constantly emerging from her body!
When Watson's eyes fell on these twisted and slippery flesh tentacles, the flesh snakes that had not yet completely condensed into snakes seemed to be able to sense this extremely dangerous gaze.
They all turned their heads, their rudimentary snake eyes fixed on the moth not far away, their bloodstained vertical pupils emitting a deep hostile light of dismantling!
These countless eyes filled with deep hostility were not only the strange purple evil light with condensed substance.
The evil light from the dismantling hole fell into the air and burst out with a hissing sound like a snake. Each harsh hissing sound was mixed with the devilish influence that tempted people to reveal their own skin and open the closed body cavity.
The young man's body immediately became uneasy, and the body that had not yet fully healed was ready to move. The gap between the skin and muscles seemed to expand, the gap between the muscle fibers seemed to expand, and even the pores on the new membrane skin seemed to expand.
The eyes, nostrils, mouth, ear holes, the eyes at the root of the cup, the holes at the bottom of the cup... these natural holes in the human body expanded uncontrollably! It was as if something was rapidly expanding in these human body holes! ! !
Watson took a deep breath, and his nose wings were also stuck together as if glued.
As soon as he thought about it, his adopted son's ears had fallen off like withered old leaves, hanging down to his waist and falling into the middle of his palms.
The exposed deep ear canal twisted and rotated completely closed, cutting off the connection of the auditory information channel.
The sphincter tightened and exerted force to prevent the cup hole and cup eye from expanding, and the root of the cup even retracted the penis into the abdomen as if retreating to advance.
Watson clenched his son's ears, pursed his lips, closed his left and right eyes, and did not hear, see, or speak. He seemed to have separated himself from this bloody yellow sand and cut off the connection between internal and external information.
But he could still sense the weak beating heart not far away, and could sense that the life form that looked like a person and a group of thin snakes was slowly walking towards him.
The ubiquitous influence of Qi seemed like a mist filled with strange and evil purple light, rushing towards him! ! !