Chapter 576 (1/1)
Swallowing is a slow process for snakes. It's a challenge for cold-blooded beasts that don't have the ability to chew, to feed half dead prey into their stomachs rather quickly. But that's also when the prey is big enough. The giant boa constrictor over 20 meters long swallowed the poor spirit in about three seconds. This is the time that Carus calculated from his own heartbeat. Bakm was so unlucky that he could have tried to struggle again. However, he had to hold on to the branch with both hands, and the whole man was hanging in the air with no place to borrow and no way to escape.
”It seems that the blood lion needs a new retinue.” The devil's eyes flashed more and more obvious red light. His companion's experience made him feel uneasy about his situation inevitably. The magic fire smelled the excitement, and did not miss any chance that he could burn again in this body. If it was a former killer, he would not hesitate to retreat. Andre is not here. The only person he cares about has no chance to accuse him of ignoring the spirit. But the boa constrictor in the moonlight made him disgusted. He knew it was because of his anger. He could feel something beyond the appearance of something more than before. This feeling prompted him to give up the intention of avoiding the edge temporarily, and the sword body in the palm has already stretched out half. And the dagger has been released towards the back of the target's head.
”Ding!” As expected, daggers without magic fire cannot penetrate the Skinner's scales, but this is enough to attract his attention. The giant boa constrictor walks around the tree and swallows the ELF's boots when facing the killer. The outline of bakm appears in the monster's throat cavity and is squeezed by muscles and sent to the stomach bag. ”Oh, even the stupidest giants know that cannibalism should begin with stripping clothes. It seems that you are really hungry, right? It doesn't matter. I happen to know that a recipe is suitable for the current situation. What do you think of roast snake meat? ”
”Poof!” Like using a flint to ignite the velvet, the right eye of Karus ignited a red flame in the light sound. Along the edge of his eyes, the tattoo on the right half of the devil's body gradually lit up the same color and spread to his sword in his hand. The black blade of the sword began to emit terrible heat and red light under the catalysis of the magic fire, sending out a dangerous signal as if it had just been taken out of the forge. He gently waved his weapon twice, allowing the heat on the sword to leave a bright trail in the air. This was not only a demonstration, but also a puzzle to his opponent. The devil knew that snakes had organs to search for prey through heat, and he only hoped that the Skinner would also rely on that thing to move.
”Hiss!” Perhaps it was the killer's plan that succeeded, and the python hesitated because it felt heat traces many times larger than its actual size. The more likely reason, of course, is that it's waiting for the poor spirit to be sent to a position that doesn't affect its movements much. The Skinner puffed his tongue and threatened the demons on the opposite branch, as he had done to bakm. But the result this time is much worse than the last one.
Carus was experienced in combat, dealing with opponents of all sizes. It's not easy because most people leave scars and even lose their lives in the process. Ironically, human soldiers are not trained to deal with giants or vampires. Their imaginary enemies in training are always their own. This means that ordinary soldiers can't find a way to attack an opponent who is obviously different from human beings, and that's when the experience of demons works.
Snakes are lethal when they attack. It's meaningless to move blindly when you are in its attack range. Victory and death are in a flash. With a sneer at the corner of his mouth, the long sword in his hand is lowered and points to his oblique front. This posture can help him raise the sword tip to the height of ordinary people's heart at the first time, which is also his most common technique. Of course, the heart of a giant snake doesn't grow on its head, and Carus doubts how the Skinner changed his body so much by putting on a layer of skin. He doesn't think the internal structure of this snake is the same as that of a normal snake. However, there is no better way to deal with it.
Flame, floating in the evening wind, from the eyes of the Mars overflow in the air quickly disappear. Snake letter, like some kind of musical instrument, responds to the moonlight with its sound, which covers the soft sound of leaves. Suddenly! A gust of strong wind blew, several leaves were pulled down from the branches, flying between the killer and the giant snake. The burning right eye of Karus clearly saw a huge black shadow like a carriage. With the momentum of the siege hammer, he broke through the cover of the leaves and rushed towards himself!
Right now! The blazing blade leaves a short arc in the night, and then it is swallowed up by the huge darkness! ”Boom, boom, boom!” The snake's castration continued, breaking three trees in a row until its head fell on the ground covered with leaves. And on its back stood a man with a sword in his hand. The body of the sword, like his right eye, was full of flames from the abyss. Blood, spatter, from the wound on the back of the snake's head, mixed with the fragments of bone and scales, like a brilliant fireworks bloom.
Carus's chest did not rise and fall, not because he was calm, but because his body had forgotten to breathe under extreme tension. He knew very well that his sword had pierced the snake's top, but he knew better that the soft and abnormal muscle tissue showed that it was not the skin Skinner's key. Since the sword failed to hit the opponent, the Mobi put himself in a more dangerous situation than just now. He could feel the creeping of the things under his feet, and the deadly sound of the snake's letter sounded from behind him. In addition, some kind of vicious and cursed words that he had never heard sounded from the depths of the snake's belly. These whispers lingered around, threatening the killer and destroying his mind.Death has never been so close to Karus. On a few breaths, the mob even thought he was dead. Only the cold air in his nose reminded him of his hopeless reality. ”Kuang Dang” sword fell from the loose fingers, hitting some sparks on the snake scale and falling into the grass. Killer, kneeling down, he wants to escape, but his legs have become soft uncontrollably. His cold hands curl up along the spine, gently stroking his heart, as if choosing the right angle to crush it.
Fortunately, he is not fighting alone. A warm feeling was enveloped in the devil's body, and at the same time came his familiar loud voice, ”bastard! Let him go