Chapter 513 Pain? Doesn't hurt?
The painful roar of the Smiling Angel was immediately heard from the shadows. The palm gripping Lin Yi's ankle also exerted force, clawing deeply into his flesh and blood.
Fortunately, Lin Yi has now been tempered into a golden body of bones, otherwise his leg bones would probably be broken with just one blow.
But continuation and no pain are two different concepts. Lin Yi grinned in pain and couldn't help but increase the speed of the saw.
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He quickly sawed off one of the Laughing Angel's arms. After freeing his right hand, he grabbed the big hacksaw with both arms, put it on the Laughing Angel's arm on his leg, and then pulled the big hacksaw with all his strength.
ifies in the sound of sawing intertwined with the scream of the laughing angel, as if he was playing some kind of opera full of cult atmosphere.
After sawing off a few pieces, he speeded up as if he had activated his muscle memory, and he quickly sawed off the arms of the Laughing Angel one after another.
The surface area on his legs is limited after all, so the Laughing Angel's arms were sawed less and less, but he was sawing more and more crazily, as if his head was on top.
ification | He was getting stronger and stronger, and the frequency of the sawing was getting faster and faster. In a daze, some kind of cheerful humming began to sound in his ears, and his body felt a little heavy, as if he was being suppressed by something...
But he didn't have much mind to pay attention to other things, he just kept sawing like crazy.
And he was completely unaware that as the big hacksaw pulled, the extraordinary power in the Laughing Angel's body was gradually consumed by the big hacksaw, and part of it, as if purified, was absorbed by the big hacksaw...
Finally, the arms of all the Laughing Angels that grabbed his legs were cut off by him.
And he lost something to saw, and he became a little at a loss. His palm holding the big hacksaw with secret pattern kept trembling, as if he was immersed in some kind of rhythm and couldn't get rid of it, and his heavy breathing also seemed to contain some kind of special breathing method.
At this moment, he was like a dump truck that was in gear, the accelerator had been welded shut, and he just wanted to destroy something more.
His chest was constantly heaving, and hot air currents were constantly emerging from his body. He looked down at the black shadow at his feet. Part of the laughing angel in the shadow had had his arms cut off, and the face looking at him now had a slightly twisted look of fear and resentment...
But he couldn't get into the shadows. He could only keep looking around, looking for something that could vent his desire for destruction.
But I don’t know if it is because the appearance of the Laughing Angel brought some aura. Because of the characteristics of the "mist-covered light chaser", the nocturnal species and the pseudo-human sculpture wanted to get close to Lin Yi but did not dare to get too close. As a result, when Lin Yi wanted to crush something, there was no unlucky person around him.
But just at this moment, the low humming voice appeared in his ears again. In a daze, he found two little feet swinging constantly on his left shoulder.
This pair of feet is wearing black square-top leather shoes and lace white socks. As they swing, a sticky black paint-like substance drips...
Lin Yi was slightly startled, his eyes raised, and he suddenly understood what the heavy weight he felt before was...
The little girl sat on his shoulders, supported his shoulders with both hands, swayed her feet lightly, and hummed an unknown song in her mouth. Regardless of the dark and evil environment at hand, Talking, it really looks like a girl in Japanese comics who sits on the corner of the rooftop after class, feeling the afterglow of the setting sun and looking at the illusion of the setting sun...
Lin Yi was stunned for a moment. If this was not projected by Master Ji, it would definitely be very moving...
No, wait...!
Eliminate the mage? !
I wipe...
Lin Yi took a deep breath, his heart instantly became cold, and most of his desire for destruction was extinguished at once.
As the desire for destruction dissipated, the little girl's figure also gradually disappeared.
Just before she disappeared, she turned her head sideways and glanced somewhere.
Lin Yi was slightly startled and looked over.
At this glance, he saw Wei Shan.
Wei Shan was holding his other shoulder, but his gaze kept falling on the shoulder where the little girl was sitting.
"Weisang, can you see...?" Lin Yi opened his mouth wide.
"I can't see her." Wei Shan shook his head.
Lin Yi pursed his lips: "I... haven't said what I can see yet..."
Wei Shan was startled and immediately realized that he had said the wrong thing. He quickly fell silent and then slowly straightened Lin Yi up.
Lin Yi shook his left hand gently, and the big hacksaw disintegrated into countless tiny golden threads, which were re-embedded into his forearm.
When the golden threads turned back into secret patterns, Lin Yi vaguely felt that there was some indescribable flavor in those secret patterns.
He tried to move his arms, but everything was normal, full of a sense of control.
He glanced at his watch.
20:23.
"Is everything okay?" At this time, Wei Liang's voice came from beside him.
Lin Yi miraculously discovered that when Wei Shan helped him, Wei Liang, who was originally at his hand, seemed to have given up his position, but he didn't know where Wei Liang went.
If Wei Liang hadn't spoken now, he would have almost ignored Wei Liang's existence.
"It's okay, no, actually there is something else..." Lin Yi said with a magical expression, "As expected of Wei Liang Tianzun, a blessing born, he really woke up the dreamer with his words! How can I live without you, Liangzi!"
Get out of here! "Na!" Wei Liang's face was full of disgust, "If you stay a little longer, I will drink the northwest wind for a while! You are feeling better now, so hurry up and hurry up!"
Wei Liang thought to himself while huddled under Wei Shan's umbrella and hurried on.
"Wait a moment before we go on our way, we still have to solve some small problems." Lin Yi said and looked at his feet.
The Laughing Angel's arms were sawed off, but each one was tightly grasped on his legs. If he just walked like this, his physical strength would be very exhausted.
"Weisang, can you see them now?" Lin Yi asked, pointing to the broken arms.
Wei Shan nodded: "Now that you can see it, I'll help you dismantle it."
"Okay." Lin Yi nodded.
Wei Shan then bent down, held Lin Yi's leg with one hand, and grabbed a severed arm with the other.
"Be patient."
"Okay...wait, what are you holding back for? Hiss-oh~"
Wei Shan exerted his strength, and the Smiling Angel's palm was forcibly ripped off from Lin Yi's leg like a steel claw. A large piece of flesh and blood on Lin Yi's leg was torn off by Wei Shan, and the bones that seemed to be cast by gold shed a charming luster in the dim sky...
But Lin Yi was suddenly struck by the pain and his lips curled up.
Before he could say anything, Wei Shan ripped off all the severed arms of the laughing angels from his legs with three strokes.
"His ha...hi ha..." Lin Yi's mouth trembled in pain.
"Does it hurt?" Wei Shan looked at Lin Yi, who was about to shed tears, and asked in confusion.
"That's not nonsense! How come it doesn't hurt?" Lin Yi wiped away his tears, but then suddenly froze, yes...why do I feel so painful?
I have only had a skeleton in my life, and I didn’t feel much pain at that time. Why do I feel pain now with my “skin wounds”?
Thinking of this, he suddenly felt no pain anymore. It seemed that for him, "pain" was just a "cognitive feedback" that "it hurts to look at it" and "feel it to hurt".
He looked at his exposed legs. The flesh and blood grew before his eyes like nanotechnology, and soon his calves returned to their original appearance.
He moved a little, and it seemed that the new muscles were stronger and more powerful than before.
Wei Shan handed the umbrella to Lin Yi and pointed to the broken arm of the laughing angel on the ground: "Old Lin, please hold the umbrella for me while I pack some things."
"What else are you packing with those things?" Lin Yi asked in confusion, but he took the handle of the umbrella naturally.
"Just in time to come in handy." Wei Shan said as he bent down and picked up the severed arms of the Laughing Angel one by one, tied them together like firewood cut from the mountain, and carried them behind his back.
Lin Yi looked at Wei Shan's skillful movements and suddenly felt that the umbrella handle in his hand became softer.
He looked at the umbrella curiously, and then discovered that the entire paratrooper was twisted up by some kind of weird fiber. He moved his eyes upward and looked at the umbrella surface.
Countless faces inside the umbrella were also looking at him with distorted expressions.
The faces of those people had painful expressions, like ghosts crawling out of purgatory, exuding an evil aura. When they looked at Lin Yi, they wanted to break free from the keel of the umbrella and throw themselves down towards him.
Just when Lin Yi was attracted by the umbrella, Wei Shan took the umbrella pole with his palm.
"Okay, we can continue on our way." Wei Shan said slowly.
Lin Yi was stunned and quickly recovered. Looking at the umbrella pole again, he could no longer see the problem with the umbrella pole, and the umbrella surface seemed to have become ordinary.
"Weisang, this umbrella...?"
Weishan explained again: "I borrowed it from another classmate."
Lin Yi pursed his lips, and his intuition told him that this umbrella... was probably handmade by Wei Sang.
The few people walked past some more street lamp poles. Suddenly, Wei Liang pointed not far away and exclaimed: "Hey, Old Lin, look, what the hell is that thing in front of you?"
But this was only the scene at first sight. When Lin Yi took a closer look, he realized that the people gathered together were very strange, twisting and undulating in the rain and fog, like layers of seaweed...
"That couldn't be the Forest of Steles of the Dead, right?" An idea immediately emerged in Lin Yi's mind.
The Forest of Steles of the Dead he encountered were all from the front. It would be understandable if what he saw now was the back.
From a distance, the Forest of Steles of the Dead is like a pangolin, and each human-shaped tombstone is like a scale. They have different breathing rhythms from each other, but they can maintain the same general rhythm.
“What should I do, Lao Lin?” Wei Liang trembled.
Lin Yi couldn't help but said: "Are you asking me now? I also want to ask you, Fusheng Wei Liang Tianzun, why do you think it should be so difficult for us to leave?"
Wei Liang whispered: "Can we get around it?"
Lin Yi immediately observed. Theoretically speaking, the street light pole in abnormal weather is a straight line. If he went around it, he would easily lose his way. But now he had to consider avoiding the Forest of Steles of the Dead.
"Theoretically, we can't go around, but we can try...?"
"We can't try, we can only do it by force." However, this time, Wei Shan directly denied Lin Yi's statement and gave a direct answer, "At most... we try to go around the edge of the lights, provided we don't disturb them."
"However, it doesn't matter if we are disturbed."
Lin Yi tilted his neck and looked confused: "?"
What do you mean... "It doesn't matter if you are disturbed"?
"I know what those things are, and what they surround..." Wei Shan said, carrying the bundle of dry firewood composed of the severed arms of the Laughing Angel in front of him, "It might have been a little troublesome before, but it's much easier to deal with now."
"What do you mean, wait, you mean..." Lin Yi suddenly reacted, "Is it Lu Zhao and the others who are surrounded over there?"
Wei Shan nodded slightly: "Yes, after they couldn't break out of the classroom, those dirty things, the Forest of the Dead you called Lao Lin, ran away with them."
"I felt that we would collide with them, but we did."
"But it doesn't matter, the angel sculptures are at the same level. We can use the parts of the Laughing Angel to deal with the Forest of the Dead..."
"Of course, this alone is not enough. These broken arms need some simple processing."
Weishan said and began to play with the broken arms.
Lin Yi was shocked to see the naive fat man Wei Shan become so flexible, like a Hong J Bao who handles problems efficiently, and couldn't help but wonder: "Weisang, how do you know this?"
Wei Shan's movements Zuo froze slightly, hesitated, and said, "Young Master Tian told me."
"What did Mr. Tian say?" he asked.
Wei Shandao: "Let's just say that the Laughing Angel can be used for self-defense..."
"That's all you said?"
"That's all I remembered." Wei Shan said honestly.
Is it "just think of this little", or "this is all I need now"? Lin Yi expressed doubts, but did not ask any more questions, instead focusing on Wei Shan's movements.