"Although my liver is gone, I still have a stomach."

"My digestion ability is particularly good..."

"vomit!"

Before he finished speaking, Mo Tong began to vomit violently again.

Snapped.

Another entrails were spat out.

Hua Sheng's face changed slightly, Asan's black mist condensed into a human form, and Yi Gui covered his mouth.

"Oh my god."

"This is your stomach."

Mo's face showed a determined look: "Even if my stomach is gone, I will continue."

"As long as my heart keeps beating, I won't stop!"

"vomit."

The next moment, she spit out her heart.

Hua Sheng lowered his hands and no longer held them in his arms.

Asa took a few steps forward and carefully observed Mo Qian's heart, his face solemn.

Yi Gui was extremely nervous: "Mo Tong!"

Mo Tong's body trembled and he screamed sternly: "Don't stop me."

"I'm about to succeed!"

"Even if I lose my heart, I can still survive for a while."

"As long as I'm breathing..."

boom.

A small explosion suddenly occurred.

Mo Qian's entire chest was blasted through, forming a large cavity that penetrated from front to back.

The lungs inside were blown into pieces and powder.

At this moment, Mo Qian's breathing also stopped.

Yigui:!!!

The admiral immediately took action and took out a scroll from his arms.

But the next moment, Hua Sheng and Asa stood beside her.

"What do you want to do?!" Yi Gui shouted sharply and was about to take action with all his strength.

"Calm down, Admiral!"

"We have no intention of harming you or Mo Tong."

"That's right, Mo Tong has begun to break through. The things of Voodoo are very different from the conventional mage practice. If you care, you will be confused!"

Hua Sheng and Asa persuaded at the same time.

Yi Gui reluctantly calmed down and saw Mo Qi acting again.

With slow and difficult movements, she took out the sacred objects of Voodoo one after another.

She stuffed a frog-shaped copper sculpture into the hole in her chest: "Breathing is the sinking of the nose and mouth."

The next moment, she was breathing again.

She then placed a blood-colored spar sacred object in the shape of a skull in the empty space of the heart: "The heartbeat is the struggle of life."

Then, she regained her heartbeat.

“If you don’t want to be digested by everything, then you have to digest everything!”

She stuffed two other sacred objects into her body and used them as her stomach and liver.

After doing this, she took a long breath. Although her body was extremely weak, her injuries were extremely serious, and there was no treatment at all, her spirit was very uplifting.

"Ancestral spirits!" She let out a shrill cry, and then danced the sacrificial dance again.

During the dance, her body began to glow.

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No, to be precise, it was the light emitted by the holy objects in her body that constantly intersected and merged with her body and soul.

The smoke suddenly became thicker.

The green fire inside the house roared wildly, sweeping away the surrounding snakes and trees and burning them into countless ashes.

Mo Tong's life breath has undergone subtle qualitative changes.

The clothes are expensive and the flowers are blooming, making her look shocked.

"Demigod..." Asa murmured softly.

Mo Tong's body was shocked: "I saw it!"

"On... Spitfire Island."

After saying this, she fell to the ground with a bang.
Chapter completed!