dmims Chapter 25 Giant
Chapter 25 Giant
On the blood-red horizon, the boiling wind roared.
Countless surging flesh and blood intertwined on the plain, as chaotic as spilled ink, and blasphemous monsters rose from the earth's surface.
A giant of flesh and blood, over a hundred meters tall, with its head reaching the sky and its body connected to the earth.
This is Xu Yang's limit, which is currently encased in layers of flesh, not the limit of a flesh angel.
The boundless sea of flesh continued to stretch into the distance; the consumption of his hundred-meter-tall body was only a drop in the ocean, but his consciousness was unable to control any more flesh and blood.
Below the giant, the figure in azure armor seemed as insignificant as an ant.
But Xu Yang knew the truth.
At this moment, I, transformed into a giant—
The real challenger!
At this point, the situation has become clear. The so-called targeted mutation process may be this strange dream, since the lure he implanted was obtained from the Flesh Angel Infant.
Possessing a monster isn't hard to understand; it likely involves using the monster's body to experience three potential mutated traits: the aforementioned creep and flowing flesh abilities, and the regenerative particles. However…
Xu Yang felt somewhat irritated.
He vaguely sensed the presence of the regenerating particles, but it was as if something was deliberately blocking them. The ability that should have been at his fingertips was obscured, and it seemed that he needed to "search" more carefully.
But right now, there's no time for that.
Her healing abilities were disabled, and her combat awareness was even worse than that of the original flesh and blood angel.
Xu Yang could only transform into a giant to confront the armored man, using the amount of flesh and blood to increase his chances of making a mistake. After all, he didn't know what would happen if he died in this dream.
Will he wake up? Or will he die from genetic collapse?
……
The armored man's demonic figure raced across the undulating, fleshy landscape like a lit fuse, his chainsaw leaving a trail of blood and sparks in its wake.
Unstoppable, moving ever forward!
Xu Yang raised the giant's hand and slammed it down on the tiny shadow.
Bang! ! !
The ground was shaken by this, causing a tremor that would drive carbon-based life forms to despair.
but,
The next moment, azure sparks coldly burst forth from the center of his palm, and the armored man leaped into the air, crashing into the chest of the skinless giant like a comet!
Bang! ! !
The flying bits of flesh and bones could not stop him in the slightest.
The air was filled with the ever-present sound of minced meat and bones being pulverized, while Xu Yang's body swam awkwardly inside the giant's chest cavity, with the pitch-black chainsaw behind him like a ghostly figure relentlessly pursuing and attacking him.
With a tearing sound, a huge gash appeared on Xu Yang's back. He clenched his teeth, his peripheral vision focused on the wound.
I seemed to sense something wriggling.
But there was no time to process it; if we didn't run now, we'd turn into minced meat!
The flesh and blood in the giant's chest cavity began to flow rapidly, pulling in the opposite direction of Xu Yang's escape, until taut "strings" were drawn around his body.
Just as the chainsaw was being extended, about to slice Xu Yang open—
Bang! ! !
A hole was blown open in the giant's vest.
The flesh inside had transformed into a compressed spring, instantly launching Xu Yang high into the air. His wings spread, and he flew into the distance.
They survived!
Behind them, the towering giant collapsed to the ground.
However, Xu Yang's smile suddenly froze the next moment.
With a soft thud, a piece of the black chainsaw pierced through his chest.
When?
He looked back and saw a deep blue figure standing atop the giant's head.
With his hands empty, he threw the chainsaw directly at him, and the blood-red figure swayed as it fell from the sky, its body supported by a large, crimson hand.
After pulling out the chainsaw, a large hole was torn open in his chest, with flesh and blood sprouting and intertwining in the middle, but it just couldn't truly heal; it was almost there.
Regeneration is still unavailable.
Xu Yang simply moved the rest of his flesh and blood to fill the gap, then looked at the armored man rushing towards him.
The next moment, he sank the chainsaw in his hand into the fleshy blanket and narrowed his eyes.
Now it's an armored man who has lost his weapons?
good chance!
Xu Yang was somewhat tempted.
Now, trapped in this dream, when will it end? We can't keep running like this forever. Killing the enemy or being killed by the enemy could be the trigger for the dream to end. The latter could have fatal consequences, but the former…
Moreover, although he lacked one ability, the armored man has now lost his handy tool.
Most importantly, having just experienced the elastic force of flowing flesh and blood propelling him away, perhaps he can replicate the Flesh Angel's previous actions.
Thinking of this, Xu Yang's flesh and blood slowly rippled, his body swaying slightly at first, but then he got used to the feeling of power in the shockwaves of his flesh and blood.
He slightly raised his hand and looked at the armored man who was blindly rushing towards him.
The colors red and blue are about to clash!
On the bare skin and flesh, white tendons and red muscle strands, flowing from other parts of the body, converge on the arm.
The concentric ripples created by the compression contained a terrifying power.
It's somewhat like sacrificing oneself.
Xu Yang locked onto the blue figure that was about to come face to face, a subconscious, unspoken question flashing across his mind: why was he rushing over here?
However, time was too short, and the deadly force was unleashed in an instant!
Bang! ! !
A sound more deafening than thunder resounded through the sky.
The blue figure plowed across the blood-red wasteland, its body thrown hundreds of meters away amidst the swirling waves of flesh, finally landing on the blood-soaked ground.
Xu Yang stood still.
His mouth opened slightly: "Uh...uh uh..."
*Splat*
His body was broken into four pieces.
The azure figure that fell in the distance had two blood-red chainsaws protruding from the forearm of its armored armor.
Suddenly, the figure coughed twice, the sound muffled, and the armor on its chest caved in again, pressing against its chest cavity.
The armored man patted his helmet, seemingly trying to wake himself up.
Then, the azure demon stood up.
He moved forward, charging towards Xu Yang's mangled body with a speed no less than before!
Is the person inside the humanoid power armor a human, or a monster?
But Xu Yang didn't have time to think about that anymore. The fleshy blanket surged and lifted up a quarter of his body, which was his head and a small part of his chest cavity.
run!
Two long, scarlet fleshy legs formed on the ground, and the parts that should have been the body on them turned into a fleshy basin, which contained Xu Yang's remains.
Amidst surging flesh and blood, it strode towards the distance, but the canned man behind it was still in hot pursuit.
He chased, he ran!
He has no way to escape!
Xu Yang was almost in tears, recalling the worst thing he had ever done in his past life: taking his little nephew's puzzle apart.
My little nephew cried too.
The bad news is that he still can't empathize with his nephew from back then, and the worse news is that he can empathize with the puzzle now.
At the point where the main body and limbs were separated, spurs of flesh were surging with all their might, but they could not connect to the other parts of the body.
So close, so very close!
Xu Yang's eyes widened in fury.
He was separated from the real flesh-and-blood angels by that pitiful, thick barrier, and his ability to regenerate particles was like trying to catch the moon's reflection in water, a mere illusion.