As if it was the moment of the final showdown, Cesare inserted his claws into his open bloody mouth and pulled hard in the opposite direction, almost tearing his face in half.
The cracks at the corners of the mouth are getting bigger and bigger, and as the hyphae burst, flesh and blood fly everywhere.
His voice also became hoarse and ferocious with the constant pain and tight skin, like an old lion issuing a final warning when facing an enemy invading its territory.
"Get... out of my head!"
Unable to tell whether it was a scream or a roar, the thick layer of mycelium on Cesare's face was torn open with his bare hands, and the boy's original appearance was gradually revealed in the stripped area.
Although there were wounds of peeling flesh and blood under the sharp claws, alternating black and red blood overflowed outwards.
The miserable screams became louder and louder, stimulating the most primitive fear in people's hearts.
A large number of hallucinations poured out at this moment, and countless scenes changed in front of Cesare's eyes. The College of San Carlo, the ball, the forest trails, the fog village, his childhood home, and the Hunyadi Castle. Everything was surging in front of his eyes, with colors. The changes are so disgusting that it makes you want to vomit.
The ghosts wailed heavily for Cesare to stop. Whether they were dead circus members or classmates they had not seen for a long time, they reappeared around Cesare with distorted faces, as if representing the will of those withered hyphae moving towards him. Saree begs for mercy.
Let them stay with you, stay there.
But Cesare has had enough of their torture. Whether it is memories or illusions, they are mycelium's conspiracy to control his body. Cesare has seen through their tricks at this time, and will never let the hateful bacteria again. Silk got his wish.
At this time, more hyphae on the body withered and withered, scattered on the ground and turned into thick water, which was absorbed by the body.
At the same time, many hallucinations were also wailing and screaming, as if they were suffering more severe pain than Cesare at this time. The hallucinations became more and more blurred and became less and less condensed into a specific shape.
Each false existence screamed in agony, including the shadow of Captain Claudius, who also wavered in the air a few times.
Although the haunted man no longer laughed, his expression was not as miserable and embarrassed as other hallucinations. He just stared at Cesare indifferently and shook his head thoughtfully without knowing the meaning.
Then Claudius's figure became blurred and turned into a pool of colorful dye floating in the air like other hallucinations.
As another piece of bloody hyphae was torn off by Cesare, all the hallucinations sank to the surface at the same time, disappearing from Cesare's mind.
The layers of mycelium on the body were torn apart by Cesare, like taking off an evil black coat in one breath. The hyphae feared the death of the host.
They had always been helpless, but they began to feel fear and tremble under Cesare's extreme actions. They reproduced and repaired Cesare's body as quickly as possible, molding new skin to stop the steady flow of blood loss.
But Cesare was determined to fight with the mycelium for this body until the last moment.
Although the hyphae were stubbornly unable to resist Cesare's last resort, his face had been torn apart and no longer looked like a living thing, and his neck had turned into a pile of terrifying blood.
Then, he touched his chest, towards his heart, and used his sharp claws to push through the layers of hyphae that were trying to stop him. Cesare could feel the fear coming from the hyphae, and never expected that they would also be afraid. …
No matter how powerful the hyphae are, once the heart of the parasitized person is destroyed, they will not be able to move quickly along the blood vessels to all parts of the body. They will not be able to repair the wound and will not be able to continue to reproduce and spread. In the end, they will all die...
After listening to what Mr. Andel said so much, it was not in vain.
In the final analysis, although hyphae are the product of magical mutations, they are just some kind of conscious biological colony.
Seeing that Cesare was about to break his ribs and crush his heart.
The helpless mycelium struggled desperately but finally gave in. Following their survival instinct, they did not want to compete with the madman to the end.
The usually ferocious and evil Mycelium never thought that it would suffer so much in this way, and it escaped from the surface of the body into the deeper parts of Cesare's body.
The sharp claws also turned back into ordinary five fingers during the process of the mycelium shrinking. After losing the power of the monster, it is impossible to destroy one's own body with an ordinary flesh body. How can a mortal body break bones with bare hands.
Cesare also felt extremely weak at the same time, and then fell into the mud like a bloody corpse.
When Cesare finally stopped going crazy, the monstrous wounds all over his body began to be repaired bit by bit by the hyphae inside his body.
The mycelium was afraid that Cesare would bleed to death like this. Even the internal organs that flowed out due to the scratch in his belly were carefully pulled by the mycelium and brought back to the stomach.
After fixing the positions of all parts step by step, the belly was carefully healed.
After the last wounds on Cesare's body were completely healed, and his skin was as smooth and tender as a newborn's, with no scratches left, all the hyphae obediently hid in his body and stopped moving, for fear of Wait for the guy to stand up and do it again.
The silver rings on his ten fingers sparkled, and their unique magic brought Cesare's consciousness gradually back to reality.
Dizziness, fatigue, if I had to describe my current state, I would just say that I am still alive.
The forest was very cold at night, and it might have been caused by the excessive blood loss.
His surroundings were in a mess, with terrible claw marks and fang bite marks everywhere. The surviving trees stood in front of his eyes, looking like a group of hunters who hated him and wanted revenge under the moonlight.
The branches rubbed against each other and made a faint rustling sound, like the whisper of the forest. It didn't sound like it was welcoming at all... It wanted to drive Cesare out in the next second.
Everything was so cold and heartless.
Until a pair of warm hands slowly hugged Cesare, and bright red hair fell on Cesare's face, a little itchy but so reassuring.
Anya couldn't tell whether she was laughing or crying. She was laughing because Cesare finally changed back, and crying because the girl was really scared just now.
Cesare felt the warmth on his body, a rare warmth that came from reality.
"I miss my sister...I want to go back to see her..."
Without any consideration or thought, Cesare simply stated his most sincere wish at this time. He still wanted to return to his relatives, even if this was considered a greedy wish in the eyes of God.
Anya leaned her face closer and pressed Cesare's cheek intimately. Both of them had deep exhaustion in their eyes, but they silently conveyed the language of their hearts and enjoyed each other's company.
An innocent smile bloomed on Anya's face, revealing the girl's simple happiness.
"Well, go back, I'll stay with you."
