Chapter 218 (2/2)
”Ouch
”God killer, giant egg beater!”
”Ouch
Dr. Holloway grinned and turned his head. Every time the knell changed a weapon, the symbiont screamed the next second.
Even if the surgeon is well-informed, he has never seen such torture.
It's like burping. When the symbiont screams, the doctor shrinks his neck and dodges on his side: ”uh... Er... Ouch...”
”click.”
Suddenly heard a different voice, the doctor turned to see.
It turned out that the magic floating cloak came back, only to see it trembling slightly floating in the air, a barrel fell to the ground, inside the outflow of transparent gold liquid.
If Holloway could hear the heart of the cloak, he would have found that the cloak was now in fear.”What the hell is going on here? I was so scared that I lost all my melon seeds. ”
Su Ming also heard the voice and took a glance.
”Oh, it's lamp oil. It seems that the mages' means are very common.”
He had known before that the weakness of symbiosis was sound wave, flame and strong electromagnetic field, which would prevent the symbiont from merging with its host, leaving it in a state of incomparable weakness.
I thought that the mages would use any magic means. I was going to take the opportunity to see if it was a magic prop, but I didn't expect it was such an ordinary thing as lamp oil.
It is estimated that the symbiont has been trapped in a cage in the sea of fire. It's like a means of hell.
”Well, doctor, kick the bucket.”
Su Ming didn't mean to torture the symbiont. He just wanted to delay the return of his cloak. Attacking the enemy's weakness was the best way to delay time.
Don't you see that the symbiont is powerless to resist the attack?
”Er, oh.”
Dr. Holloway regained his composure and went to the broken barrel. Although the barrel broke an angle, the general shape of the cylinder remained unchanged.
He kicked the bucket horizontally, and the thing was dripping with oil and rolled to Su Ming's position.
Su Ming continues to attack in an orderly manner, while lowering his head to take out the lighter. Smoking is the advantage. When you want a fire, there is a fire at any time.
Grab the bucket and sprinkle it on the symbiont. Bend down a little.
”Chi...”
the sound of continuous exhalation came, and the symbiont seemed to be boiling, bubbling and flowing down from the host.
The red fire lights up Su Ming's mask and armor. With a weapon in his hand, he quietly stands aside. If the symbiont still wants to fight, he will immediately help it eliminate the idea of resistance.
The symbiont may be afraid, or perhaps it has never felt the pain, let it gain experience, learn something.
It doesn't resist, it just comes together, and then it quickly fades from the host into a pool of black liquid that flows out of the flame.
Its body looks like a big pool of asphalt, but it has a big mouth on it.
Su Ming clenched the sword at night, and a lot of oil was lost in the bucket. With the death of the symbiont, the host itself should be alive. After the neural connection is disconnected, even creatures without intelligence will regain control of their bodies.
The flame died out, and there was a white fur monster.
Maybe it used to be white fur, but now it's blackened by smoke and fire. You can only see the original fur color from the armpit or other small parts of the position.
It has only ordinary hands and feet, but it is much bigger than a man. It looks like a hairy giant.
”Well? I thought it was an orangutan or a monkey, but I didn't expect it was a Himalayan snowman. The mages are good at playing. ”
Looking up and down at the snowman lying in the fire, Su Ming's eyes can not help but fall on the position of the snowman's tail vertebrae. He can't help but twitch the corners of his mouth.