Zhang Luan screamed loudly. Due to the previous concentration of strength, the flow of Qi and blood accelerated, and a large open wound suddenly appeared, making the situation worse. At this time, blood spurted out from the fractured bone and blood, and the great pain and fear that followed directly broke his defenses. His entire face was twisted to the extreme, and he even began to burst into tears.
"Oooh, what a poor execution."
As Wright lamented, the gigantic salamander that accidentally hit the passenger car was not greedy for credit. Its thick and fat body came sideways, occupying nearly half of the space from the bed to the door, and blocked between Wright and Ronan, becoming formed a solid barrier.
At the critical moment, Ronan avoided the fatal attack. He shook his head under the cloak and then looked at the rock wall where the giant salamander had drilled out. It had been partially renovated and was generally smooth and flat. There was nothing for that kind of experience. The holes through which a large number of monsters passed through now only have a little more water stains and wet marks.
Similar to the wall-penetrating technique, it is a two-way distortion of gigantism and semi-virtualization... No, there should be another ability.
"It looks like you really have a physical side, and your ability level is surprising." Wright still used the slow and slow BOSS voice template, but the force he held on Yanfen's throat was obviously getting stronger.
Ronan sighed: "After talking so much nonsense, your big salamander is almost breathless. I learned in biology class that the tetrodotoxin contained in salamanders is not soluble in water, so the poison needs to be sprayed The fog probably needs to be neutralized by its acidic body fluids, and it’s hard enough for it to come and go again.”
"Biology class?"
"...Live until you are old and learn as you grow old."
Wright's eyes wandered around Ronan's cloak again, and he did not dwell on this topic, but who knew what he was thinking?
Two seconds later, Wright returned to the communication mode, as if the previous hypnotic suggestion of Zhang Liuan's sneak attack and now pouring neurotoxin into the room had never happened: "This giant salamander cannot satisfy me, this is The reason why I don't like Spring City Karst Cave is that there are too few aberrations suitable for control. At the beginning of the aberration era, this cave was one of the first areas to fall, but it was cleaned out early because of the large trees attracting the wind. Once, it serves as the isolation zone between Spring City and the wilderness, and then it is filled with people like Zhang Liuan..."
Zhang Liu'an had already passed out from the multiple blows of heavy bleeding, severe pain, and fear, and could not hear these comments. Wright just said it casually, and the focus of the topic quickly jumped to Zhang Liuan's wife:
"Maybe tetrodotoxin is useless to you, but I really want to know, can you prevent this lady from absorbing the same toxin? In previous experiments, I controlled the dosage relatively accurately, but seeing you here, It is too difficult to control the dosage of medicine in milligrams. Of course, the power in your hands is not so easy to control..."
Yan Fen's face on the bed turned purple and she began to convulse after severe hypoxia. The neurotoxin had already weakened her breathing instinct, but now Wright had tightened his grip on her throat, cutting off all her breathing channels, and she was about to reach her limit.
Of course Ronan knew it was a threat, but he didn't respond immediately, as if he was weighing it.
Wright kept smiling: "Let's get to the bottom of it. Who are you and what is your relationship with the Evil Order? I didn't see you in the information, and you are not the same as this low-life person who holds a tattered cloak as a treasure. The religious sect doesn’t seem to have much connection with each other. Is he Wu Jun’s friend? His lover? A mercenary?”
"Well, when the road is rough, can you draw your sword to help?"
"...What an unpleasant answer. Well, I also think there is too much nonsense between us, but now that I have taken the initiative, you should answer, what are you going to do?"
"You have failed in your mission, and you still ask me what to do?" Ronan leaned against the wall on the side of the door, chatting with Wright, and said a few sarcastic words, "You can't get Boss Jun to cooperate with you. All the rebels have been wiped out. Apart from holding women's throats and showing off their power, what other role does this play? If I were your BOSS, I would definitely deduct your salary for the whole year to the end, and then say, "Don't do it." Let me see you again', it will be even more stylish to relieve your anger!"
This is imitating Zhang Yingying's accent. Although it is quite noisy on weekdays, it works well here.
The smile on Wright's face remained unchanged, but his eyes became colder and colder. He was angry. Of course, the more convincing reason was that his preparations in the Abyss were almost completed.
Hypnotizing Zhang Liuan, releasing toxins, forcing awkward conversations... Maybe Wright is not a combat-type ability user, but his brain is still very good. He just completed a complex set of multiple covers in a tight atmosphere to expose Move that trump card that may be too heavy.
Unfortunately, it’s still too slow!
Ronan snapped his fingers. This extremely clichéd method was still in line with his aesthetics. However, he forgot that he was still wearing cross-dressing gloves on his hands. Failing to show off, he just let out a stuffy fart on his fingertips, feeling extremely embarrassed for a moment.
Fortunately, he didn't snap his fingers as a signal to start, and he still managed to attract Wright's attention, even if it was just for a moment, distracting Wright.
At this moment, close to the ground, the flat long tail of the despised giant salamander suddenly flicked out, like a steel knife wiped against the ground.
Amidst the strange sound of flesh and bones being torn apart, Wright lost his balance. His brain did not react and partially ignored the change, so that he still had a smile on his face. Then, due to the tilt of his body, the entire smile became crooked. .
The next moment, instinctive reaction once again surpassed the speed of thinking. Wright's right hand instinctively exerted force to cut Yanfen's throat.
However, there was no feeling at all. The thought was transmitted, but the entire right arm did not respond as it should!
Wright's eyes were not enough. As soon as he lowered his head to his feet, he pointed diagonally at his right arm. So with the corner of his eye, he glanced at the completely dislocated instep and the ankle with only bone and rotten flesh left, and the focus of his eye saw an even weirder scene:
His right arm was detached from the elbow down. There was no blood spattering, only the instantly decayed and rotten flesh structure, like hyphae spores, flying and disintegrating in the air.
"ah!"
In the hoarse roar, the detached right arm actually made a slight reaction. It was more like the final twitch of severed nerves and muscles under the action of residual force, which turned Yanfen's body from lying flat. Lying on his side, he almost tore himself off the bed. He had a lot of strength, but he was using it in the wrong direction.
Because of the change in posture, Yan Fen's effective field of vision expanded rapidly, and she finally saw the fierce and bloody scene on the bed, and soon another scene was added to the scene.
Wright lost one foot, and his upper body was also out of position. Naturally, he lost his balance and fell sideways. It bounced off the edge of the bed and fell to the ground. The giant salamander that was so close at hand subconsciously flicked its tail.
At this moment, the long blade-like tail almost cut through the middle of Wright's chest and abdomen, cutting through the skin, fat, fascia and even organs, while also turning his roar into a vague moan.
"you this……"
Lake didn't say the second half of the words. He just used his left hand, which was spattered with blood, to slap the base of the giant salamander's tail hard. This should be a mandatory signal. After all, the giant salamander is still quite partially under his control. This thick monster without vocal organs shook its body, rubbing the ground and sprinting forward.
It's just that there was a big problem with its coordination. The originally vigorous attack became imprecise. It swayed left and right, like an out-of-control car, and rushed into the living room with a clang, scraping the door frame and half of the wall. Go, and then there is another loud struggle.
People lying in various places outside were worried about their safety.
Wright was lying on the ground, watching this scene in astonishment. Soon his eyes returned to the shadow of Ronan's hood. Two seconds later, he spoke in a hoarse voice:
"how did you do that?"
"As mentioned before, Vulcan Ant."
Ronan motioned to Wright to divert his gaze and look at the ant-like abnormality crawling in the blood stains on the ground.
These were two large ants about the size of fingertips. They had just fallen away from the giant salamander and were now crawling towards the gathering of similar species. On the body and even inside the body of the giant salamander, the number of Vulcan Ants is more than ten times greater.
"Fresh food delivery, just arrived." Ronan glanced at Raven, who was in the shadow of the corner, and showed a smile that Wright couldn't see. "You control the instinct and basic thinking of this salamander, and the Vulcan Ant controls Its central nervous system. You make the salamander regard me as its enemy, and I use it to perform a set of simple movements, one back and forth, very reasonable."
Wright stared blankly at the Vulcan ants crawling in his blood: "Where's the queen? You said you were controlling the queen."
"The queen ant can be regarded as the spiritual side and the axis of collective consciousness. No matter where it is, it only needs to control the signal to be relayed remotely."
"Control transfer?" Wright found that he couldn't understand Ronan's explanation, but he could feel that it was natural.
"Control a Vulcan ant nest, then observe, experiment, and do a few more rounds, that's all." Ronan really took it for granted.
On a practical level, controlling a mutant nest and controlling the corresponding population is still a shock bomb that can blow up the academic world, the outside world, and even wider fields. Not to mention anything else, relying on this topic, you can support a large laboratory, publish hundreds and eighty high-quality papers, and then rely on citations and honor points for a lifetime until you die - what does he do on the basis of such an experiment? Not surprising.
Wright opened his lips and teeth, barely turning his weak breath into speech, and hoarse and weird laughter: "Yes, yes, you are more professional than me, but not in all fields..."
The final note has been completely broken, but the energy around Wright's body is also chaotic and restless, as if a fire has been lit from deep in the bones and muscles.
Oh, the configuration in the Abyss is still there.
Ronan was somewhat surprised.
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