Chapter 543 Black Shadow Giant Scorpion
Swish——
As if sensing danger to its life, the black-striped shadow giant scorpion, which was rolling over and over again, trying to shake off the burning phantom phosphorescent powder on its body, paused, and then quickly climbed up, raising its thick tail high, with the tip pointing directly at Angel.
The spirit issued a warning like crazy, and Angel didn't bother to release the poison, and his body tilted to the left.
The dark stinger on the giant scorpion's tail also followed her body, adjusting its angle slightly before shooting out. Pointed in front and thick in the back, the chisel-like stinger streaked a bright line through the phantom phosphorescent powder, striking Angel's dodging form.
With a loud crash, Angel, who was hit in the heart, made a sound like a broken mirror, and his whole body collapsed into pieces of fragments that gradually dissipated. The poisonous stinger that was still strong almost instantly left the range illuminated by the "Phantom Phosphorus Eruption", streaked across the dark sky, and disappeared.
The real Angel stepped out of the door of a stone house beside the street, raised the "Good Luck" revolver, continued to lock the figure of the giant scorpion, and was about to fire the next "Phantom Phosphorus Eruption".
But before she could aim, she felt her forehead getting hot, her whole body was hot, her muscles were sore and weak. Although this did not affect her movements, the sudden physical changes still made her hand hesitate for a moment when she was aiming the gun.
The giant scorpion seized the opportunity at that moment. Its body, which was wrapped in phantom phosphorescent powder, suddenly rushed forward, its feet swinging at an almost invisible speed, and it rushed towards Angel like a chariot.
This is, disease control? My poison hasn't taken effect on it yet, but it has already affected me?
Angel exhaled a breath of burning hot air, her lungs pumping like a bellows, and she kept coughing. She felt that the organs in her body were gradually losing their activity in the sudden worsening of the epidemic. The black-striped shadow giant scorpion in front of her kept approaching, and its pair of huge pincers stretched out, aiming directly at her fragile neck.
Swish, swish.
Countless silk threads hidden in the darkness, almost invisible to the naked eye, shot out, like slender but powerful arms that wrapped around the giant claws. Although each thread was broken and shaky under the impact of the heavy chariot, it still made it difficult for the claws to move forward even a little bit.
Beneath its body, the ever-spreading frost instantly passed over its legs that were struggling to move forward, causing them to slip on the smooth surface with nowhere to gain leverage.
Above his head, tiny particles of phantom phosphorescent powder ignited into black flames, quickly merging into one, covering him like a velvet quilt, but what it contained was not warmth and sleep, but a terrifying curse.
Angel's coughing also stopped at the same time. Although her cheeks were flushed with the color of a serious illness, she did not behave like someone who was infected with the plague and was about to collapse.
She had already replaced the deadly germs in her body with the milder common cold!
Of course, Angel also found that the "deadly toxin" she had sprayed on the other party was like a drop in the ocean, with no effect at all. She believed that the extraordinary creatures that could spread "disease" over a large area also instinctively possessed resistance to similar abilities. Therefore, she did not continue to expect the toxin to take effect. Instead, she raised her revolver and fired the "Phantom Phosphorus Eruption" with one shot, creating a new piece of blazing light on the street that was still in the "light enhancement".
Regardless of whether this bullet comes from the memory of the previous life or the "Eternal Sun" Church, at least this light is not fake!
Thinking of this, Angel opened the hammer of "Good Luck", aimed at the head of the entangled black-striped shadow giant scorpion, which was a little smaller than its giant claws, and its three pairs of angry eyes, and pulled the trigger.
After being amplified sixteen times in power, "Storm Gathering" exploded like a cannon. The bullet left the barrel and slammed into the giant scorpion's right pincer that was blocking its front. The thick carapace was like soft cheese, blasting a hole the size of a fist into it, and the entire right pincer flew into the sky with it.
The giant scorpion, which had luckily saved its head, didn't wait for Angel to fire the next bullet. Its body wrapped in silk threads began to shake, and its black segmented shell expanded outward, revealing the soft flesh between the gaps.
On it, the originally white bristle-like gaps and the black soft flesh under the shell formed black and white patterns, and then suddenly changed, the two colors mixed together, transforming into a complex and evil image.
Angel was staring at the opponent's body and preparing to fire the last bullet in the gun barrel when his thoughts suddenly exploded. All the tactics and skills in his mind disappeared, and only crazy muttering and screaming were left. The "good luck" in his hand also fell to the ground. He covered his ears with his hands and knelt on the ground, trying to resist the invading pollution.
The same madness flashed in the three pairs of compound eyes of the black-striped shadow giant scorpion, but despite its incomplete mythological form, it still maintained basic rationality. The remaining left pincer swung to break free from the invisible silk thread, slid forward quickly in the ice on the ground, and then tightly pinched Angel's slender neck.
With a crisp snapping sound, the body held by the giant claws was easily broken, and then shrank and turned black, becoming a broken wooden stick covered with rust and a dark surface.
Angel's figure appeared from the air. She used the "magic wand substitute" to get rid of the attack. Her skin still had traces of rust on her body, like a puppet ravaged by time. However, she had faced the pollution of the "real creator" many times. With rich experience in courting death, she finally got rid of the unfavorable state of witnessing incomplete mythical creatures, and the surging and almost out-of-control spirituality in her body was initially soothed.
Amid the sound of metal friction, the "knight bracelet" on Angel's left wrist turned into a four-sided pyramidal armor-piercing sword. He held the handle with his left hand and tightly grasped the unsharpened part of the near end with his right hand. Under the action of gravity and the traction of the silk thread, his body fell downward at a speed much faster than free fall.
The tip of the bone sword pointed directly at the giant scorpion with black shadow patterns on the ice surface below, which was difficult to dodge quickly. The man and the sword drew a long bright line in the shining phantom phosphorescent powder in the air.
At this moment, the light emitted by all the light powder went out.
...Oh no, the duration of the "Law" has ended!
As soon as this thought flashed through Angel's mind, the giant scorpion below seemed to melt and drilled into the shadow that reappeared on the ice. The shadow squirmed, and before it could change position, the figure that suddenly fell from above merged completely with it into the darkness.
Angel immediately felt his whole body being tightly wrapped, as if he was trapped in a dark quagmire.
This wasn't the first time she had hidden in the shadows, moving on a two-dimensional plane. In Bayam, she, Klein, and the deceased "Steel" Maiviti had used Danitz's shadow cloak to evade capture by the Mandated Punisher. Her enemies, the "Rose Bishops," had also used similar Beyonder abilities many times.
Therefore, after she entered the shadow, she instantly understood her situation. She held the armor-piercing sword in both hands without any hesitation, and stabbed the black-striped shadow giant scorpion under her while the force of falling had not dissipated.
At the same time, the latter's only remaining left pincer also pinched her waist, and the front and back limbs covered with hard shells tightly locked her fragile waist and abdomen.
Severe pain instantly came from her abdomen. Angel felt that her internal organs were almost displaced under the clamp, but the bone sword in her hands did not shake at all. The uniquely shaped blade easily lifted the thick shell of the giant scorpion and entered the other's equally soft body.
As if sensing the approach of death, the giant scorpion clenched its left pincer suddenly, and its tail, which had lost its stinger, also stabbed forward. Dark green venom gushed out, splashing on Angel and stirring up a cloud of hot smoke.
The pain and burning all over his body made Angel grit his teeth, suppressing his instinctive reaction to use the "mirror substitute" to avoid harm. He channeled his spirituality into the "Sword of Dawn", concentrated it on the tip of the sword, and spewed out a black flame full of cursed power.
boom--
Waves of black flames surged out from every crack in the black-striped shadow scorpion's shell. It let out a silent scream, and its giant pincers tightened with a click, clamping Angel's waist in two.
With a loud crash, glass fragments flew out from the clamps, and this narrow "shadow space" suddenly exploded. Two bodies, one big and one small, were thrown in opposite directions. The smaller one turned over nimbly before landing, and stepped lightly on the ground with its feet, while the other huge body rolled heavily to the ground, stirring up a cloud of dust.
The clothes around Angel's waist had been completely torn, revealing the purple skin underneath. At the last moment, she used a mirror substitute to avoid being split in two, but there were many signs of venom erosion on her face and shoulders. Blisters were piled on top of each other on her skin, and some had even broken, revealing the rotten body tissue underneath. Drops of dark red blood dripped down her arms and fingertips to the ground, quickly seeping into the soil.
Fortunately, this toxin was also under the control of the "disease" ability. She quickly eliminated the deadly toxin, and the "Rose Necklace" began to repair the body. Tender flesh began to grow on the rotten parts, covering them with white new skin.
But physical injuries can be repaired, but the spiritual energy consumed is real. Moreover, after looking directly at the incomplete mythical form of the extraordinary creature, Angel's body inevitably underwent some changes.
Her exposed skin began to grow finger-sized fleshy buds, which squirmed like short, thick tentacles. The joints of her hands, feet, and even her finger joints began to become stiff. Parts of her skin hardened and darkened in color, developing a chitinous, crusty texture.
Fortunately, the source of the contamination had been cut off, and Angel herself was at Sequence 5, without the risk of incomplete "digestion." The "flesh and blood control" ability of the "Rose Necklace" played a key role at this time, gradually controlling the abnormalities of her body and preventing her from turning into a humanoid "giant scorpion."
After a moment, Angel, standing still, finally came to her senses. The scars on her body and the changes that had been on the verge of losing control returned to normal. The crazy mutterings that filled her mind gradually subsided, leaving only the negative effects of overusing the "Rose Necklace":
Hunger, and a thirst for flesh.
Under her gaze, the black-striped shadow giant scorpion, which had interrupted its "dive into the shadows" and was thrown out of the shadow space, was lying on its back about ten meters away from her, with its pairs of legs stretched stiffly towards the sky, and its only remaining left pincer wide open, with no signs of life.
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