The sky was filled with the sound of explosions. The air seemed to shatter as non-existent cracks appeared. A red bullet embedded with spiral patterns was mixed in the rain of bullets.
The continuous rain of bullets turned the arched iron wall into a sieve, and the sputtering powder piled up in a thick layer on the ground. Suddenly, with a crisp sound, the stone wall shook violently and cracked open. A red bullet penetrated the thick and solid wall like a drill and appeared in Hockington's line of sight.
Bang!
The warhead seemed to have accelerated twice. Hodgdon stared at the warhead indifferently. Fear, panic, and other negative human emotions had long been stripped from the mind of the transformed body. He only locked his single blood-red eye on the warhead, while his other hand grabbed his chest diagonally.
The red light exploded, and with a crisp cracking sound, the head of the bullet pierced into the bones. The ribs on Hodgdon's chest pierced through his flesh from the inside, bulging and piling up into a strange shape, like an armor of bone growth outside his body. The top of the red bullet violently melted into a pool of molten iron, corroding the bones with a sizzling black smoke.
If it was the original Hodgdon, he definitely wouldn't be able to do this. Firstly, his reaction wouldn't be so fast and precise. Secondly, refining his bones to grow, penetrating his flesh and skin like a self-inflicted wound. This kind of cruel move was not something a normal person could endure. But to the transformed body, these negative factors didn't need to be considered at all.
Pain, fear, and panic were all directly stripped away from his genes. Only obedience, survival, and slaughter were left. These three absolutely pure indicators.
Obedience was the most important.
Hodgdon lowered his head. His emotionless eyes stared at the bulging ribs. Red light flashed violently in his hands. Suddenly, his entire body strangely bulged outwards. Rings of knotted bones pierced through his flesh. Blood dripped down as they interweaved and solidified into a hard bone armor outside his body.
Blood dripped down his bones and gathered at his feet. He looked like a skeleton that crawled out from the abyss of blood. His eerie red eye looked indifferently at the golden-haired man's position.
"Kill you!"
The voice that came from behind the bone helmet that covered his face was also emotionless, as if he was simply repeating Yarlin's orders.
The golden-haired man's pupils contracted, and his finger that was pulling the trigger paused for a moment. From the corner of his eye, he caught a glimpse of a blood-red skeleton running quickly behind the blasted stone wall. The blood that stuck to the bone armor was blown by the wind into intermittent blood lines in the air. The pale and dense bones were exposed, and the high-speed movement made a mechanical rumbling sound.
He slid halfway, turned sideways, and gunshots rained down. Amidst the clanging sounds, the shattered bones brought up a cloud of dust. Hochidon stomped his feet, and his whole body seemed to fall heavily from a high altitude. His exoskeleton was full of potholes and bullet fragments, and the black charred smoke stained it with black and white stripes. It looked a little funny, but the blond man didn't feel the slightest bit amused. Instead, he felt a chill in his heart.
"This one eye, it doesn't look like the eyes of a living person at all!" A fierce fist wind came into his ears, and he suddenly retreated. The spear in his hand spun in his hand, and a row of bullets hit Hochidon's waist and abdomen. The warheads were like a row of decorations, firmly embedded in the bones, and emitted gunpowder smoke.
Hochidon didn't move. His fingertips flashed with a dark red color, and he brazenly grabbed the man's chest. However, the blond man twisted his neck, and his lion's mane like golden hair covered his front while wildly growing, reflecting the cold light of steel needles.
"Speed Needle Release!"
The rapidly growing and thickening messy hair was like a barrier of thorns, and Hochidon's palm was immediately pierced through by countless needle holes. His palm closed inch by inch, making a teeth-numbing sound.
The red light invaded his scalp along his hair, and the blond man felt his scalp suddenly become numb and stiff, as if a layer of heavy lead had been poured into his skull, and his entire skull was squeezing his flesh and blood vessels.
"Five times acceleration!"
The blond man's face showed horror. His feet rubbed the ground, and his whole body set off a gust of wind. In the gust of wind, there was the sound of his scalp being torn off, and a large piece of his hair was pulled off.
The wind swiftly swept over a hundred meters away. The bald blonde man whose scalp had been torn to pieces carefully touched his scalp. His fingertips felt a hard, porcelain bone, and his scalp was numb and stiff. It was as if his brain would have been completely calcified if he had been a little later. Not to mention his blood vessels, skin, and flesh, even his brain could have been invaded by calcified substances.
"What an evil ability!"
The blond man's heart sank. "The task target's men are so difficult to deal with, then the task target himself is even more difficult."
On the other side, Yarlin had already crossed the battlefield of the two men and appeared on the beach. He left a few intermittent black afterimages on the beach, and his figure appeared on the "Pirate Ship".
Spiritual Strength: 20
Nerve Conduction Rate: 20
Bone Hardness: 70
Muscle Activity: 70
Blood Density Flow Rate: 40
Complete Body – Split Seed Breaking Period (Progress Bar: 998410000)
Draw Distribution Points (35.3)
Arlen blinked, his gaze sweeping over the 'pirates' who were operating the cannons as if they were facing a great enemy. He subconsciously licked his lips, his voice tinged with excitement as he counted. "One, two, three, four … thirteen, fourteen, fifteen, sixteen. Hehe, the number is just right. Perhaps fate really is arranging this drama."
"What do you want to do?" A dark-skinned agent turned the dark muzzle and aimed at Yarlin. His face was covered with nervous cold sweat.
Chi!
Yarlin appeared in front of the agent, and his five fingers pierced the agent's heart like a knife. Then he said faintly, "This is the only ship left, don't do anything dangerous."
As soon as he finished speaking, Arlen pulled his hand back, and a piece of human skin was flung into the air and landed on the surface of the sea with a splash. He turned to look at the remaining 15 people. The progress bar on his retina had reached 998510000. The seamless data always made him happy. Arlen grinned, revealing his pearly white teeth.
"Finger Flower Feast!"
Yarlin's five fingers swayed in the air, and the black lines wrapped around the 15 agents. With the gentle movement of Yarlin's fingertips, the 15 bodies fell straight to the ground, and the bones of the body made a "creaking" sound. The black lines seeped into the bodies during the process of retraction, and the nutrients in the flesh were all swallowed up. Not even a complete piece of human skin was left, only fine scraps of skin and shredded clothes were left.
On the empty deck, Yarlin's eyes were filled with black light. The black lines scattered on the deck were shaking, and the air seemed to be trembling. Yarlin's body was filled with black marks, and the black lines that were originally condensed on his left hand seemed to have completely awakened …
Seed Breaking!
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