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Chapter 111 Scavenger Body(2/2)

I saw that the monster's arms were constantly twisting, and the cells and muscles were gradually being destroyed and collapsed. The body was constantly shrinking and twisting, and it was emitting a deafening scream, as if it was trying to tear the surrounding air into pieces.

Soon after, a creepy chewing sound was heard.

He casually dug out a corpse from the ruins, bit off its head, and pulled out the bone marrow. While eating sickly, his throat was still screaming, and his limbs were twitching.

A powerful force.

Soon, he devoured the corpse, rummaged through the ruins hungrily, and bit off the heads one after another. While he was eating, his twisted body also began to heal itself at a high speed.

Blessing and healing from bloodthirsty.

The cruel blessing from that lady has now become the source of his rapid recovery of strength.

The fourth seat has never seen such a monster.

The painful groans sounded again, and his body was in unbearable pain, as if it had been cut ruthlessly by thousands of knives. Every muscle and every inch of skin was twitching, and blood bruises grew and covered his body.

All.

The fourth seat member saw a nearly broken armor stomach among the wantonly growing haemosarcoma mass... That was the first seat's armor stomach.

The fourth person felt that his breathing had stopped.

I saw more and more flesh and blood, and the monster could hardly support its own weight. Its body kept twisting and rolling, tangled like a tangle, and its limbs kept fluttering, trying to grab something to support itself, but in the end

Or I can only crawl on the ground.

His teeth were clenched.

"The...first seat?"

As if by some strange coincidence, the fourth seat called out that name.

The monster suddenly raised its bloody head. He saw the fourth seat and heard a strange creaking laughter.

"Seat 4? You came at the right time."

Hearing the weird sound, the fourth seat couldn't help but take a step back, and a terrible sense of crisis exploded in his heart.

He has heard such rumors. Some people say that there is some kind of monster in the Pillar of King Power. Today, the King of Terror has many secret swords of the king controlled by him. The red dog also changed after knowing the existence of the monster.

He went crazy... The fourth seat never believed such rumors. He only regarded them as rumors that the enemy wanted to affect internal unity.

That's not a rumor.

The flesh and blood monster's back muscles continued to expand, as if it was about to explode, and its internal organs were squeezed by the flesh and blood, as if it was about to be slapped flat. His moans became louder and more harsh, and his voice was radiating

With a biting despair and fear, it seems to be telling the world: I have reached the extreme point of pain.

The Plague of Decay, a man-made alchemical gas, is listed as one of the extraordinary disasters due to its unimaginable lethality.

The First Seat has absorbed most of the impact of the Epidemic of Decline. It can be said that he is like a filter, minimizing the impact of the Epidemic of Decline. Otherwise, such a high concentration of Epidemic of Decline would take away the Great Rift at the moment of its outbreak.

All lives within.

This is not because the first seat has great dedication, but because it was designed by the Shadow King and the Tyrant.

"Asshole!"

The first seat cursed hoarsely. Under the influence of the devil's power, the plague of decay washed over the first seat's body like a torrent. Even the glorious ones could not survive under the superimposed power.

No matter how much he gnaws on the corpses buried under the rubble, his body's self-healing and destruction cycle is still going on.

"Good thing you're here...the fourth seat."

The pain and fear did not sink the first seat. With great will and perseverance, he stood up staggeringly. His flesh and blood grew and then decayed again. His swollen arms held up a badly damaged skull scythe.

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When the fourth seat realized that the situation was not good, it was too late.

The howling wind passed over his body, and his entire arm was cut off and raised.

"Such an ugly behavior cannot be allowed to be seen by others."

A bloodthirsty voice sounded from behind him, and before he could turn his head, he bit the fourth seat's neck with a big mouth, easily tearing off large chunks of flesh.

The heart-warming sound of chewing continues.

The fourth seat immediately launched a counterattack, the wound began to etherify, the alchemical matrix lit up, and at the same time, an etheric reaction that surpassed the fourth seat rose.

The strength of the dying, the mad, the glorious.

Under the threat of extreme death, the battle did not last long.

The fourth person fell to the ground, looking up desperately. The sound of chewing came from his lower body. After the extreme pain, his mind had become numb.

Even the etheric body could not avoid being swallowed by the monster. He sucked his own blood and poured the pure ether into his throat.

Weird whispers sounded among the bloodthirsty.

"Great lady, I offer you fresh flesh and blood."

The monster muttered to itself as it gnawed at the fourth seat's body, eating him alive and clean.

Not even the bones were left behind.

As the defender's flesh and blood was swallowed into his belly, the crazy growth of flesh and blood gradually offset the impact of the plague of decay on him, and his crazy hunger was satisfied bit by bit.

After swallowing the last mouthful of flesh and blood, a great sense of satisfaction rose from the first table, but what followed was endless hunger.

A glutton is never full.

The first Xi picked up the scythe in embarrassment, and after healing his body's injuries, the spreading ether offset the high concentration of decaying plague around him.

Looking across the ruins, the first one looked for the body of the Shadow King. When the plague of decay exploded, both of them directly suffered the fatal extraordinary disaster.

The First Chancellor knew that the Shadow King would definitely die, but even if he died, he would still find his body and eat it alive.

Only in this way can the hatred in the heart of the first seat be satisfied, and only with more flesh and blood can the lady be pleased. Only in this way can the next actions of the first seat go smoothly.

"Bring Xilin's body back to me."

The words of the King of Terror rang in his ears.

"This is about the survival of the empire."
Chapter completed!
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