"In the Ace class, he's pretty tough." Carlos' cigar went out because it was stained with blood, so he took out his steel lighter and lit it again.
"Don't stop!" Sean, who had been silent all this time, shouted. He had already taken out his Mauser rifle and aimed at a pool of Franken wreckage on the ground and fired repeatedly.
Carlos looked at Sean in confusion: "It's impossible for him to recover like this."
Alicia walked up to Carlos and said, "Just do it."
The thug sighed, twisted his neck, and loaded the buckshot with quick fingers.
Although they were a little tired, everyone still continued to destroy the bones on the ground...
After a while, most of the spiritual power was consumed. Everyone stopped and restored their spiritual power.
"...It's much easier than killing Ashur." Looking at the indescribable puddle of blood, flesh, and broken bones on the ground, Wright shrugged.
The time limit has expired and Edshu has left.
Alicia started arranging the aftermath, and suddenly——
The broken bones on the ground floated, and flesh and blood surged, constantly reassembling Franken.
Surprise and slight panic flashed across the eyes of everyone in the team.
What happened before them was beyond their imagination.
No explorer can recover after his body is completely beaten to pieces.
There is no such magic.
"What's going on?" Wendy frowned, completely unable to understand what was happening in front of her.
The broken bones were pieced together into a skeleton, and the muscles were connected by peristalsis. The lungs, larynx, vocal cords and mouth had just recovered, and Franken said in a joking tone: "Madam, the nature of this world cannot be understood by mortals."
Everyone, who was already a little tired, concentrated their firepower again.
Reason tells them that even if Franken can be restored, it will require the consumption of spiritual power or any kind of energy.
And energy is by no means infinite, so theoretically speaking, even if Franken can recover from that state, it does not mean that he can always return to his original state.
The energy in this world is conserved, and the power people can use is limited.
However, although they rationally understand that things should be like this, compared to just now, a new fear and doubt inevitably arise in everyone's hearts——
“What if he ever recovers?
“What if we run out of spiritual energy?
"What if he really is indestructible?"
Questions popped into their minds spontaneously, casting a shadow over everyone's hearts.
This time, Franken no longer deliberately stood there to "enjoy" the siege. His skin had never fully recovered, and he rushed towards everyone like a giant beast covered in blood.
Wendy clenched the alchemy bracelet in her hands, and a layer of gilding spread from her hands, wrapping her arms.
The gold plating flows and forms a sharp blade. The long tongue spit out by the alchemical chameleon sticks to Franken's arm, and the golden blade passes through his chest.
Franken smiled and coughed up a mouthful of blood: "I can do that too."
Thick bone spurs extended from the fist with distinct phalanges and tendons, and one hand completely transformed into a huge sharp blade, which penetrated Wendy's chest.
In desperation, Alicia picked up an invisible chess piece and moved one step on the mysterious chessboard.
If anything, the knight on the white horse charged towards Franken. The doctor was knocked away by the horse, and the sharp blade that reflected light like chitin was drawn out of Wendy's chest.
The female alchemist had a look of pain on her face and quickly poured the molten gold from her palm onto the wound. There was a burst of white smoke, cold sweat on her head, and the violent flow of blood finally stopped.
The battered doctor turned around and rushed directly towards the unsuspecting Alicia.
The female chess player took her time and threw the ancient dysprosium arrow through Franken's armpit. Seeing that her fist was about to hit her, she clapped her hands lightly and exchanged positions with the ancient dysprosium arrow.
"Cunning girl..." With a bloody smile, Franken turned around.
Due to Wendy's serious injury, Carlos fell into a state of rage and swelled again, almost as tall as Franken.
The shotgun in his hand also expanded in a circle, like a furious and untamable beast.
Franken suppressed his smile slightly, and his left hand turned into a huge turtle shell. After resisting the furious continuous fire, the turtle shell became dilapidated.
"He can even change the shape of his body at will..." The Mauser rifle kept firing, Sean thought, "Extreme recovery ability, and the ability to mimic form at your fingertips...
"Is this the research result he obtained by taking advantage of those innocent people?"
Sean still remembers his own words: "Sin Yan belongs to Franken alone."
Looking at Ivan with firm eyes, Sean transferred the spiritual power of Wendy who was seriously injured to the "Clown Hermit".
The expanding, glowing red grenade shattered the last bit of turtle shell in Franken's hand. He seemed to have decided to kill the female chess player first, and rushed directly towards Alicia, regardless of Carlos' pursuit.
Sean spotted Franken's footsteps and used the power of "Serving All Things" to dent the marble floor wherever he stepped next.
The doctor stepped on the air and rolled to the ground. Ivan glided over.
The hands were squeezed together tightly, and the white light of the "pigeon cage" was dyed red by the blood of the "crow's nest".
The "Raven Traveler" is covered in black feathers, his hair is mixed with white and gray, and his body is even larger than the tall Franken.
The "Gray Feather Traveler" suppressed Franken with his body, and his beak as huge as a spear and sharp claws as sharp as a hunting knife frantically tore at Franken who was lying on the ground.
Purple-black tentacles emerged from the doctor's body and entangled the gray-feathered giant.
Two inhuman giants struggled together.
Sean half-crouched on the ground, his heart calm. After manually loading the gun, the highest concentration of "mist of grief" was mixed into the ectoplasm rifle bullet.
The gray-feathered traveler was strangled by thick tentacles. Franken enjoyed the blood of black crows and white doves, and the skin on his face that was rapidly healing showed a cruel smile.
In the scope, Sean stared coldly at Franken's head, which finally stopped moving.
boom!
Rifle excitation.
The bullet traced a dark red trajectory, injecting the emotional power of "Elegy Twins" directly into Franken's mind.
The smile on the giant's face faded, his cheeks twitched, and he seemed to be in great sorrow.
For someone like Ralph Franken, who had experienced tremendous grief, the fog of grief had an even stronger effect.
The doctor stopped all movements, half-knelt on the ground, held his head and let out a loud wailing sound.
Not far away, deep in the wild dog park, the "waste" who was sleeping in the forest suddenly held his head in pain.
The dirty-faced princess noticed something was wrong with the big man, and pressed her little hand on the discarded helmet: "Big man, what's wrong with you, are you okay?"
A messy room, a disemboweled woman, a dismembered fetus...
Scenes of painful scenes flashed before Waste's eyes.
"It's so painful. Thinking of this... it's so painful!"
Due to Franken's howling, the tunnel shook, and the loose soil fell one after another.
The non-human beings who were worshiping in the dark corridor fell into panic.
Someone shouted: "This is a sign, a sign of the day of redemption!
"The day of redemption is near!"
Amidst the enthusiastic praise, the fetus in the Virgin's belly turned coldly and looked in the direction of the "Transmission Power Room".
In the hall, the Shaw-Ai alliance once again got the opportunity to besiege Ralph Franken.
First the skin, then the muscles and internal organs, the painful doctor, the bones were exposed to the air again.
In the tug-of-war with recovery speed, he clearly has the upper hand.
Sean frowned: "What happened in front of me seems to indicate something...
"There must be some secret to Franken's power that is impossible for humans to possess..."
"If you want to unlock this secret, you can only rely on me." In the Shengen space, Sean's eyes fell on the invisible jungle of filing cabinets.
"Waste, Black Sheep Mother Faith, Impossible Resilience...
"I had to figure out the connection between these things...
"Only can we end this endless killing."
Franken was once again blasted into a huge flesh and blood skeleton, but the team's spiritual power was almost at its bottom.
