After a long time of stupidity, dudean regained his mind and looked at the small thing in his chest. To say, it was a parasite. In his body, only the parasite of the severer was dead. Although the last time the golden sarcoma appeared, the parasite of the cleaver was suspected to be revived and turned into a black slime like life body, but it still gave him the feeling that it was not a "living creature".
However, the appearance of the sharp blade hairball on the chest is quite different from that of the parasitoid of the Schizothorax. One is a long strip, the other is a round one, and the change is too big. However, the two also have a more similar place, that is, with the naked eye can see the extremely sharp sharp blade.
It's just, isn't the schizophrenic parasite swallowed by the golden sarcoma? Where does this come from?
Thinking of the golden sarcoma, dudean regained his mind and looked at the torn right arm. His face suddenly changed. He saw pale gold blood gushing out from the golden sarcoma of his right arm. In addition, there was a touch of pale gold in the blood at the shoulder section. He looked around the body, and almost couldn't be angry to curse his mother. He saw that there were all the places where the hairball had climbed A touch of pale gold flowed down.
The pale gold mixed in the blood, scattered to all parts of the chest, but because of the wide dispersion, the color is very light, if you do not look carefully, you can not detect it.
Dudean couldn't help but swing his blade and cut a gully on the ground. His face was hard to see. The reason why he cut off his right arm in such a hurry was that he was worried that the golden sarcoma would spread into his body, but he did not expect it to spread out.
He was annoyed. Looking at the sharp hairball on his chest, he felt more and more that this was a disaster. He had not noticed where it came from before, but the pale gold mark left by its crawling place showed that it came from the golden sarcoma. Although he did not know how this kind of thing could grow in this golden sarcoma, its source alone would be extremely dangerous!
The most irritating thing was that he felt cheated by the golden sarcoma.
This thing was obviously frozen by the right arm, but it quietly gave birth to a parasite like thing, but also let its god unknowingly into their own body.
You know, during these days, he would look at the situation of his right arm from time to time, but he didn't see any difference. Until now, he didn't know whether the sharp blade hairball had long been drilled out of the golden sarcoma and hidden in his body, or had just taken advantage of the gap torn by his right arm when he cut off his right arm and took the opportunity to climb into his own body. However, no matter what kind it is, he has no intention now I'm deeply in love.
Not to mention the problem of the hairball, he did not know how to deal with the pale gold substance scattered in the blood of his body.
To say that the previous integration of golden sarcoma, can still think of a way to cut it out, but now scattered throughout the body, how to clean out?
If you don't clean it up, will this thing multiply? Will it grow?
At this moment, even dudean himself felt that he was a dead man, his body was invaded by unknown things, but he could not resist. This feeling made him oppressed and helpless. Even when facing a strong enemy before, he had not been so tangled and depressed. Even if the enemy was several times better than him, he could not fight, but he could not run, and he could not escape. His husband could be flexible and tolerant for a while Nothing, but now the crisis has penetrated into the body, and there is no way to hide. If you want to solve it, you can only wait and wait for death.
Thinking of so many difficulties in the past, so many characters have been solved and done by themselves, but now he has been defeated by an unknown little thing, which makes him feel a bit funny. However, when he thinks of similar examples in history, he is not without them. He is more bitter in his heart and has great military achievements, but he accidentally falls to death on horseback, and there are rich profiteers, but he can't get it Is this life the cure?
There is no reason why dudean is so pessimistic. He still remembers the feeling when golden sarcoma rushed to his brain. Even in 10 years and 100 years, he will never forget that the golden sarcoma has differentiated and returned to the body again. Maybe it will grow again and invade the brain again He has no energy to resist all the time, and it is very difficult to resist this kind of thing. Once this thing is mixed into the blood, he can't stop it if he wants to.
You can't stop blood supply to the brain. If you don't, you will die in less than a quarter of an hour.
Depressed for a long time, the pain from his right shoulder brought Du Dean back to his mind again. He heard that his right arm had been torn and had not been cut off completely. The wound was terrible, and he did not have time to bandage the wound. He gave a wry smile, looked at the right arm, and drew the corner of his mouth. Finally, he took back the sharp blade stabbed in it, helped his right arm back and painted it on the wound Put on your own healing medicine and wrap it up with gauze from a small clinic.
So far, it is meaningless to continue to cut off the right arm. Previously, cutting off the right arm can isolate the golden sarcoma. Now, the material of the golden sarcoma has flowed into the body, and the unknown little thing is also there. If you can take his life, these are enough.
However, he left his right arm, not to give up treatment, but to think of another possibility, or a glimmer of hope."The ice on the right arm freezes the golden sarcoma. If this thing wants to gather again and invade the brain, it can be stopped by ice." There was a glimmer of hope in dudean's heart that if the frozen part was extended to the neck, even if the golden substance in the body gathered again, it would block its way into the brain, but in this way, it was inevitable to absorb the cold crystal again.
It is not a problem to absorb the cold crystal, but now he is not afraid of dyeing the magic mark, but a cleaver.
At the beginning, the evil mark of dye fearing person could directly absorb cold crystal to strengthen his constitution, but he still failed to fully digest the side effects in the cold crystal, leading to the ice of his right arm, which was almost abandoned.
Nowadays, if you don't fear to dye, you will probably have a big event if you directly absorb cold crystal.
But if you replace the magic mark with the fear of dye, not to mention that the physical fitness will be severely weakened, whether there are dye fearing people in this huge wall is another matter.
Thinking of these problems, dudean had a headache. He coated the wound on his right shoulder with healing medicine and looked at his chest. The little thing curled up in it was very peaceful.
He reached out and touched it, but it was very stiff under the soft skin. The little thing was poked by him for several times, and there was no response.
After thinking for a long time, dudean still had no result. He sighed in his heart. He was about to get up when he saw his reflection in the moonlight. Several sharp blades were shaking behind his back. He was stunned for a moment. Then he remembered that he was still in the state of the Seperater devil, that is to say, his own mark of the cleaver did not fail! However, the chest is clearly occupied by this little thing, how can there be no response?
He had a little doubt in his eyes, thought for a while, untied the demon body, then grasped the Cleaver's sword and entered the demon body again.
The sword melted and covered his whole body. This time, dudean saw the little thing in his chest. When the sword melted, the little thing trembled a little. After a moment, his body stabilized.
Dudean looked down and found that there was no big change in his body. Through the reflection of the moonlight, he could see that the shape of his back was the same as before. When he was in doubt, the sharp blade of his back fell on the ground beside him. When he saw it, he suddenly changed color. There was a touch of pale gold at the front and edge of the blade.
"So soon, the golden substance diffuses to the devil?" The speed of diffusion was too fast for him to notice. Moreover, the gold substance could diffuse to the sharp blade on his back, indicating that it was effortless to invade his brain!
This thought made him feel cold. At this moment, his brain is still in the state of blood supply. However, the golden substance floating in his body should be mixed into the blood and transferred into the brain. He could not detect it at all, and it was difficult to distinguish it through perspective. After all, perspective does not mean that he can see microorganisms.
Duran was stiff for a moment, then slowly came back to his mind. Looking at the pale gold substance spreading around his body, he asked himself, is this thing so smart that he knows how to hide and pack wolves? You know, this thing is just a bacteria like thing, to say the big, it is just a parasite, have such a superb cunning mind?
Thinking of this, he got some consolation in his heart. Anyway, he didn't feel any different now.
Speaking of the strange, he moved in his heart and felt his body quickly. He could feel very limited only by looking at it statically. He watched for a while and ran around in the same place. Generally, he was seriously ill and couldn't exercise. He would attack when he was exercising. Dudean also wanted to see if he would have any symptoms in his body when he was exercising violently, so as not to take measures against himself You can't do it.
To return to think about it, but as soon as the exercise, dudean's face changed.
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