I don't know if there was a deviation in Aara's attack, or the experimental subject modified by Orochimaru was different from ordinary people, and the heart position was no longer the key to death.
In short, Feng Molan, who was pierced through the body, did not die immediately. Instead, he viciously raised his arm full of muscles and bursting blood vessels and grabbed the civil war blade that was inserted into his body, as if he wanted to kill him. This extremely painful thing was pulled out.
However, this arm containing explosive power seems to have lost its inherent strength at this moment, and it has not been able to do it despite exerting force.
This sharp horizontal sword is like a sword in the stone waiting for its true owner, motionless.
At the same time, behind his pierced body, substantial blue energy was escaping crazily along the wound.
Such an escape, such a lack of energy, makes his swollen and strong body dry up at a speed visible to the naked eye!
At this moment, the two members of the same race who were incorporated into his body were waving their arms desperately, trying their best to block the growing wound and prevent the power from escaping.
But in the end it was all in vain.
It is a power that does not belong to oneself. Forcibly using it as a slave is already the limit. How can one use one's arms and fingers?
And this energy is obtained so easily, and dissipates so quickly.
'boom',
Accompanied by a dull sound of falling to the ground, it was the steel arm connected to Feng Mo's shoulder bone.
His shriveled body was obviously unable to support such gravity.
If so, if so,
The whole person was in a state of almost madness. The pupils occupied by the whites of the eyes began to become strangely bloodshot. He stared at the person in front of him with hatred, facing those evil pupils:
"I didn't lose!"
"The power given by Lord Orochimaru has not failed!"
"Time, all I lack is time!!"
Feng Molan roared hysterically.
Although it was only for a moment, he clearly felt how powerful the power given by Lord Orochimaru was and what a promising future he could look forward to.
However, everything was lost to time.
As long as he is given more time, as long as he gets the 'recognition' and 'will' of more tribesmen.
Then, defeating the immigrants in front of you is no longer a problem!
It is even necessary to use this secret technique to achieve the glory of the Wind Demon clan in the past.
But now,
Because of the lack of foundation and the lack of time.
Even if his body is damaged by the wind demon and the vitality of the wind demon spider is being supplied, the state of decay caused by the energy escape is still irreversible.
His current state is like a balloon that has been popped. The gas filling it is disappearing rapidly with no possibility of stopping.
After all, this is a wound caused by the Demon Exorcist Sword Miyakirimaru! !
Not long after, this state of decline was transferred from Fuma Hageri and Fuma Spider to Feng Molan as the main body.
The body is decaying and the body surface is cracking. At this moment, he seems to have experienced from majestic to twilight in an instant.
"Time, give me a little more time!"
Even the constant growling voice gradually changed from loud to weak, from ferocious to hoarse.
"So, how many more tribesmen do you want to devour, and how many more innocent lives do you want to use to achieve your temporary power?"
"The two of them chose to trust you with their lives because they trusted you."
Listening to the other party's words that still showed no introspection, Huang's eyes flashed with real disgust.
Such an attitude, such a thought,
How is it different from the Uchiha Itachi who betrayed his family and sacrificed his family's life in exchange for the temporary peace of Konoha and the survival of his younger brother?
Perhaps, just now, he should not have made the tip of the blade deviate from the trajectory at Fuma Tsumugi's request, trying to hear the other party's confession.
Instead, this 'monster' that has lost its humanity should be directly eradicated.
Thinking of this, indifference and solemnity filled the young man's eyes again, and the palm on the handle of the blade began to gradually become stronger.
It's not over completely, I just want to give him one last chance to reorganize his language and hear his apology to his tribe.
However,
"I am right."
"I did nothing wrong!"
"For the prosperity of the Fuma Clan, and for the loyalty to Lord Orochimaru, this sacrifice is nothing at all. They all agree with my approach!!"
Feng Molan still showed no regrets.
Without saying a word, the blade in his hand began to stir slowly.
Such hesitation is indeed unnecessary.
This guy has gone completely crazy and has become a puppet of power.
"No, no!"
However, at this moment, when Huang had already announced the death of the monster in front of him, a clear and urgent call fell on the scene.
"This is not the Brother Lan I remember!"
"Brother Lan whom I once knew was a recognized genius of the Fuma clan. He was a gentle and friendly brother."
"Why do you want to hide your former self? Why do you show such an appearance?"
"Just now, even though I was so close, didn't you still choose not to hurt me?"
"I don't believe it. Everything is just like what you said."
"Please, please, please stop lying to yourself, okay?"
"Brother Lan!!"
The girl said with a crying voice.
Even though the Wind Demon Dragonfly had taken him away from this area before, the emotion in his heart was still the fear here.
After all, that was the person she had missed for several years!
What's more, she can feel and guess that the protective illusion set by that person only limited Master Dragonfly, and she was not included.
Therefore, the reason why he was able to survive and was not really taken as a hostage in that false shot was entirely because he still had himself in the other party's heart, with blocked and suppressed emotions! !
Such a statement not only slowed down the movements in Huang's hands, but also slightly changed the ferocious attitude on Feng Molan's face.
But the change on the latter's face only existed for a moment, and soon faded away.
"Oh, there are really women who are easy to deceive!"
"I didn't have time to take care of you, this waste, because your power was too weak and not worth my effort to obtain."
"Do you dare to come here?"
"I will devour you immediately!!"
Feng Molan ignored the young man in front of him, ignored the pierced body, and screamed like a cat whose tail was stepped on, frantically exposing his ferocity.
Such a gesture and such an expansion made Huang hesitate a little in his movements.
Because what Fuuma Sasame said was right.
There was no opponent in the set ninjutsu he had used on Feng Molan when he left, and in the attack just now, he had every chance of taking the former as a hostage, or even swallowing the power transformed into himself through secret techniques.
This means that after several years of darkness and countless experimental transformations, Feng Molan still has the last bottom line in his heart?
And this bottom line is his childhood sweetheart, Fuuma Sasame?
But this cannot be the reason for Huang's self-identification. The horizontal sword in his hand continued to stir after a moment of pause.
It has to be said that Orochimaru is at the top echelon of the world in terms of transforming living individuals. Even if he can clearly see the decay of Fuma Arashi's body, the individual can still stay awake and still be able to stay awake when the vital points have been touched. Being able to avoid death instantly is beyond the imagination of ordinary people.
"good."
"I'll come over."
The girl answered without any hesitation, and her footsteps were approaching firmly.
She must have made some kind of decision in her heart.
Although Aara couldn't see the situation behind him, nor could he see the expression and determination on Sasame's face, but looking at Fuma Arashi's increasingly restless and uneasy state, it seemed that certain conclusions were true.
The ferociousness and terrifying state he showed in the end was because he wanted to cut off his old image in front of the 'bottom line' in his heart.
After all, the loss of life is irreversible, and turning the lives of your companions into your own strength is an indisputable fact.
Of course, the most unsustainable thing is his current appearance.
Through the eyes of the young man in front of him, he could roughly see his own appearance: his body was decayed, his skin was cracked, and he had three heads...
Where are the humans here?
It's clearly a monster!
"do not come."
"do not come!"
Concerned about the girl who was becoming more and more dependent on menstruation, he suddenly roared. While overturning his previous words, his emotions collapsed at this moment.
However, Fuma Sasame's footsteps did not stop at all because of such a scolding.
Every sound that fell on her ears seemed to solidify what she was thinking in her heart: [Her brother Lan has not completely forgotten herself after all. 】
"I told you not to come over!!"
As the distance between the two got closer, Feng Molan's will and persistence completely collapsed at this moment.
There was a hint of despair in the roar.
This attitude made Fuuma Sasame subconsciously stop as she was told, because she was worried that if she didn't do this, she would never be able to have any dialogue with the other party.
"Kill me, kill me."
"Don't you want to kill me? Then do it quickly!"
"Or are you saying that the dignified Uchiha clan doesn't even dare to do such a small thing? Can't even do it?"
After scolding the former Qingmei, Feng Molan completely implemented his last will on the young man in front of him.
He lowered his voice and spoke extremely provocative words, but in the black eyes that slowly reappeared due to the loss of strength, there was a silent plea.
Begging the former to finish him off quickly.
At the same time, a mission also appeared on Yu Huang's summoning panel: [Original Heart·Fengli. 】
Description of the monster: The wind raccoon that is popular in the Heian capital is invulnerable and indestructible. Even if it has a broken head, blood, or broken bones, it can be resurrected as long as a gust of wind passes by.
Therefore, he is known as the number one assassin in Heianjing.
but,
"Those are just lies spun by humans."
Carrying a huge shuriken, he laughed at himself.
After all, only he himself knows that the origin of this name is just because he doesn't want outsiders to know how cowardly his Onmyoji is.
Level: Horror Nightmare.
Conditions for signing the contract: follow one's heart and handle the incident involving the Feng Mo clan. There is no fixed standard of achievement.
[Assassins are disqualified, assassins are disqualified! 】
Huang looked at this young man who was in the same situation with an indifferent expression, and brought himself in according to the paranoid emotions of his own race.
Faced with the unfair treatment of his family, if he didn't have the backup of the Hundred Ghosts, what kind of choice would he make if he encountered Orochimaru's promise and temptation?
He will probably make the same choice as the former, even if he will be used as the reincarnation host by that Frankenstein in the end.
After he came up with this answer in his heart, the anger in his eyes suddenly disappeared.
The most important thing is that neither Feng Mo Hairqie nor Feng Mo Spider seems to have too much resistance to being squeezed and deprived of life.
Becoming strong, no matter what method, seems to be the joint choice of the three of them.
Otherwise, this body composed of several wills should be full of resentment and would have faced collapse and backlash long ago.
"kill me!!"
"I beg you."
At the same time, the tone of voice that reached his ears changed again.
The ferocious mockery no longer existed, but only the most humble prayers.
Looking up and concentrating, the two heads that are symbiotic with them are also like this. They are still alive, but they don't have the original angry attitude.
Some may just be a kind of twilight sorrow waiting for death.
Huang didn't know what the two people were thinking at this moment, but he probably knew what he should do.
"You have three minutes."
While blurting out, his palms were already placed on Feng Molan's gray and cracked body, and a strong breath of life poured out from there.
However, this kind of life breath is only temporary, because this dilapidated body can no longer maintain such energy to continue to exist.
In an instant, not only the body of Fuma Lan, who was the main body of the monster, was returning to its original state, but even Fuma Hakiri and Fuma Spider, who were only skin and bones, showed a trace of their light.
This state caused Feng Molan to suddenly open his eyes wide, and the sadness in his eyes turned into deep disbelief.
He also understood what the other party meant by three minutes.
He opened his mouth to say something, but the middle-aged boy in his field of vision had already turned away, revealing Fuuma Sasame not far away who had been waiting for a long time.
Obviously, that person didn't need any gratitude.
"Thank you, Mr. Huang."
The Wind Demon Dragonfly did not approach the tribesmen for a moment, but landed next to the young man, expressing its gratitude to him respectfully and piously.
Grateful that the former could give her people the last dignity.
"Let's go, the same goes for the two of them, there isn't much time left."
Huang responded calmly.
"yes."
In this regard, the Wind Demon Dragonfly did not show any pretense. After a certain intention became clearer in his heart, he then approached his two companions.
[Lord Ara said that the Fuma clan will become the external ninja clan of the Kingdom of Tian. 】
She wanted to tell them this news so that the two tribesmen who also wanted to witness the family's revival could rest in peace.
At the same time, on the back of Yu Zhi's right hand, a shadow of a shuriken quietly disappeared.
Make a contract·Fengli.
[Why is Heian Jing’s number one assassin living by the wind? 】
[I am only able to live until now because I have a fear of "death"! 】
【This is my true intention. 】
