This symbiote's capabilities are somewhat beyond plan, but for now it seems to be capable of super-fast regeneration and rapid learning.
Generally speaking, there are not many ways to deal with the owner of this ability, either to find weaknesses in the mind or willpower, and to win with mouth cannons; Either that or it keeps inflicting damage on it, exceeding the maximum amount of damage it can heal.
So cutting the symbiote in half now is not the end, but the beginning.
"Godslayer, Morning Star."
With a twist of thought, the golden godkiller in his other hand instantly changed from a giant sword to a large round ball covered with spikes.
Su Ming stepped on the lower half of the symbiote's body, preventing them from coming together, and then buried his head and began to slash wildly.
The fractured injuries inflicted by the Nightfall Greatsword, as well as the blunt and puncture injuries inflicted by the Godslayer, instantly made the symbiote seem to lose its mind.
The arm was repaired, the leg was cut off, the leg was repaired, and the head fell off again.
Not to mention the golden ball full of spikes, not only the bones were broken and the tendons were broken when it was hammered, but there were also more than a dozen hollows bubbling black water.
It also wanted to stretch out its tentacles to fight back, but Su Ming, who had been on guard, cut off one of them one by one, and the tentacle attack speed was very fast, but the speed at which it grew out of the symbiote was not so fast.
"The same trick is useless to the Saint Seiya!"
Su Ming was burying his head in chopping wildly, and at the same time complained about the symbiote, although it should not be understood, but it was uncomfortable not to say something sassy.
Holleway poked his head out from behind cover.
The mustache moved, and tilted his head again.
He saw that Deathstroke was whipping the corpse as if it had gone berserk, and let out a low laugh, could this be rabies?
It's kind of scary Holleway jumped off the roof with his twin guns in his hand, took some closer looks, and finally found the clue and figured out what was going on.
"Need help?"
"No, keep your distance, its attack is fast, you can't dodge."
While maintaining a high frequency of attacks, calculating space and talking at the same time, Su Ming inevitably made a casual move.
The Morning Star Hammer inadvertently hit an awkward position, probably a chrysanthemum, and it was in the middle of the four legs anyway.
I don't know if the symbiote has intestines, and I can't tell it from the outside, but the huge ball of the Morning Star Hammer seems to have sunk into it quite a bit "Whew!!"
The symbiote's half-moon-shaped eyes instantly turned into a full moon shape, and its entire tongue spit out, dancing wildly in the air like a snake.
Screams echoed through the mountains.
"Hiss" Dr.
Hollerway also took a breath of cool air, and he felt the cold wind from the outside world creep up his spine.
"E-hmm!
Hey!
” Exhaled and spoke, Su Ming used two forces in a row, and with his strength, he finally pulled out the morning star, he quickly checked it, but fortunately, there was nothing yellow on it.
There's a lot of black blood, and some red looms in it.
I don't know why, but it was obvious that it had hurt the symbiote's host just now, and even its self-healing ability couldn't hide the pain, making it scream.
Harming the host can harm the symbiote, after all, it is a parasitic organism, and there is such a disadvantage in connecting through biological neural connections.
It may be that the symbiote itself does not feel pain, but the host's pain is converted into a bioelectrical signal that is transmitted to it through the nerves.
However, this is the enemy's weakness, and Su Ming has no discipline to speak of in battle.
"Godslayer, Scythe!"
The godkiller instantly transformed into a long-handled scythe, and Su Ming unceremoniously came there again, and the guy with the hook and bend took advantage of it.
"Whew!!!"
"You dared to beat me just now, today I want you to see the power of the earthlings" Su Ming sneered, shook the scythe, and pulled it out forcefully: "God killer, big drill!"
” "Whew!!!"
"Godslayer, giant egg beater!"
"Whew!!!"
Dr.
Holleway grinned and turned his head away, each time Knell conjured a weapon, the symbiote screaming the next.
Even if the surgeon was well-informed, he had never seen such torture.
As if it was a hiccups, the symbiote screamed, and the doctor shrunk his neck and dodged his head sideways: "Uh-huh" "Click."
Suddenly, a different voice was heard, and the doctor turned his head to look.
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It turned out that the Demon Floating Cloak had returned, only to see it trembling slightly and floating in the air, and a wooden barrel fell to the ground, and a transparent golden liquid flowed out of it.
If Holleway could hear the Cloak of Devil's Float, he would surely find that the cloak was now in fear as well.
What the hell is going on?
I was so scared that all my melon seeds fell.
Su Ming also heard the voice and glanced at it.
"Oh, it's lamp oil, the mages' methods seem ordinary."
He had known before that the symbiote's weaknesses were sound waves, fire, and strong electromagnetism, which would prevent the symbiote from merging with its host, leaving it in an extremely weak state.
I thought that the mages would use some magic means, and I was planning to take the opportunity to see it, and if it was a magic prop, I could still walk away, but I didn't expect it to be such an ordinary thing as lamp oil.
I guess it's a cage that keeps the symbiote trapped in a large sea of fire, and it's a bit of a hellish measure.
"Well, doctor, kick the barrel over."
Su Ming didn't have the intention of torturing the symbiote, he was just trying to delay time and wait for the cloak to come back, and attacking the enemy's weakness was the best way to delay time.
Didn't you see that after finding a weak point to attack, the symbiote was powerless to resist?
"Uh, oh."
Dr.
Hollerway took his nerve and walked over to the broken barrel, which had broken a corner, but the general shape of the cylinder had not changed.
He kicked the barrel sideways, and the thing rolled towards Su Ming's position while dripping with oil.
While continuing to attack in an orderly manner, Su Ming lowered his head and took out a lighter, smoking is the benefit of this, there is fire at any time when he wants it.
Grabbing the barrel and casually spilling it on the symbiote, bent over a bit.
"Phew" There was a continuous sound of gas, and the symbiote seemed to be boiling, bubbling and dripping from the host's body.
The red flames illuminated Su Ming's mask and armor, and with a weapon in his hand, he stood silently aside, and if the symbiote still wanted to fight, then he would immediately help it dispel the idea of resisting.
The symbiote may have been afraid, or perhaps it had never felt pain that allowed it to gain experience and learn something.
It didn't resist, it just came together, and then quickly faded away from its host, turning into a puddle of black liquid that flowed out of the range of the flames.
It looks like a large puddle of asphalt, except for a large mouth on it.
Su Ming clenched the night sword, this small barrel of oil leaked a lot, with the departure of the symbiote, the host itself should still be alive, after the neural connection is broken, even the creature without intelligence will regain control of its body.
The flames gradually died out, and there was a monster with white fur.
It used to be white fur, but now it is blackened by the smoke and fire, and the original coat color can only be seen from the armpits or a few other parts.
It had only normal hands and feet, but it was much larger than a human, and it looked like a hairy giant.
"Huh?
I thought it was an orangutan or a monkey, but I didn't expect it to be a Himalayan snowman, and the mages are very good at playing. ” Looking up and down at the snowman lying in the fire, Su Ming's eyes couldn't help but fall on the snowman's tail vertebrae, and when he saw that the fur there was wet and blood-red, the corners of his mouth couldn't help twitching.
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