Volume 8: A Trip to the Sick Village Chapter 385: The Heart of Chiron
"You can't win the argument by reasoning, so are you ready to take action?" Although Ke Lan was still teasing him, he had already grabbed the fire axe with his right hand and stood up from the ground.
"Originally, my target was just this pile of rotten meat, but since you don't agree with my point of view, then you will die with this pile of rotten meat." The man said coldly.
"Hey, Mr. Pope, can you beat him?" Ke Lan looked at Chiron and asked.
But Chiron did not directly answer Ke Lan's question. A helpless bitter laugh sounded in the heads of Ke Lan and the founder of the heretical sect at the same time.
"I know why you came here, but unfortunately, you are too late," Chiron said.
Although Ke Lan could also hear it, he knew that Chiron was talking to that guy.
In the blink of an eye, a vertical crack appeared on the huge meat mountain, and the crack began to expand continuously... It was like a cone-shaped rice dumpling on the table, which was cut vertically and then broken apart along the cut... The scene inside the meat mountain gradually appeared in front of Ke Lan and the others.
Ke Lan did not see the bloody tissues and organs as she had imagined. This huge mountain of flesh was actually empty inside - to be more precise, it was completely "rotten" and empty!
The inner wall of the meat mountain was covered with traces of charring and necrosis , just like the tentacle that absorbed Ke Lan's blood. The entire meat mountain was constantly rotting from the inside out, and the withered flesh and blood turned into floc-like fragments that continued to peel off from the inner wall.
Judging from the current rate, the process of necrosis and corruption inside the meat mountain must have started several months ago.
"How could this happen... How could this happen?" Compared to Ke Lan, the "leader" of the heretical sect seemed even more surprised. He stared blankly at the interior of the meat mountain and muttered to himself.
"What's wrong with him? Didn't he want to kill both of us? Why does he look so disappointed when he sees you in this state?" Ke Lan asked Chiron.
"Because his real goal is not my life...killing me is just a side job." Chiron said calmly, "As for what he originally wanted, you have seen that it is gone."
"What did he originally want? Was it something in the meat mountain? Could it be some living organ?" Ke Lan muttered.
"It's my 'heart'. Of course, this doesn't refer to the corresponding organ of the same name in the human body... But, that thing is just as important to me as the heart. It is precisely because of this 'heart' that I can have such a long life."
"Are the members of the Undead Crew... really immortal?" Ke Lan was stunned and asked the question that had been bothering him for a long time.
"Of course not." Chiron replied, "It's just that our lifespan is much longer than that of ordinary people. It's so long that I'm beginning to get tired of this feeling... Maybe I shouldn't have joined the crew. Like an ordinary person, spending a few decades of life and then dying quietly, this ending is actually quite good."
"But... everything is finally coming to an end. Before I completely perish, I can still find someone to chat with and even watch a wonderful debate. I am already very satisfied." Chiron continued.
"Why...why did you..." Ke Lan pointed at the empty meat mountain, "become like this?"
However, before Chiron could answer, the "leader" of the heretical sect let out a hysterical roar and rushed towards the mountain of meat frantically!
"Heart! Where's your heart!" he roared, "Why did you destroy it! Apart from it, you are just a pile of worthless rotten meat! How dare you destroy your own heart just to prevent me from having it?!"
Countless tentacles rose from the flesh membrane on the ground and wrapped around him, but before these tentacles touched his body, the black "spear" had already cut off all the tentacles close to him.
The "black spear" which was also formed by tentacles was cone-shaped. Except for the sharp tip, there were no sharp edges on other parts. However, those tentacles that were close to it seemed to be cut off by a sharp blade. The broken ends were smooth and flat, without even a trace of wrinkles caused by squeezing.
After using the time-stop technique, Ke Lan discovered that every time the "black spear" was swung out, the black tentacles that made up the spear's body would undergo some subtle changes - they extended from the conical column and connected to form a blade with a flat and sharp edge. After completing the cutting, they would quickly retract into the spear's body. The whole process took less than 0.1 second, and when observed with the naked eye , it looked like these tentacles were "cut" off by the smooth conical column.
Seeing that this attack had no effect, Chiron instead raised dozens of flesh walls made of solid muscle tissue around him. There were more than ten flesh walls in each direction, and each one was nearly half a meter thick, trapping him tightly inside.
In order to prevent him from breaking through upwards, the height of these flesh walls continued to rise, and the innermost walls even began to move closer to each other and then connected together to form a square bowl upside down on the ground.
However, the opponent didn't seem to have any intention of breaking through from above ...
Ke Lan only heard a series of dull sounds like tearing cloth coming from the square bowl. In the blink of an eye, the man had torn open the outermost layer of flesh with a black spear and continued to rush towards Chiron.
"The strength this guy is showing now is much stronger than Asano Akira..." As for the chair back that Ke Lan just leaned on, although these flesh walls were "promoted" in a very short time, their toughness is no less than the flesh and blood wall outside that is worshipped as a "great god" by the residents of the sick village. Even the bullets of the Gauss rifle are difficult to penetrate this thing, but in front of this man, these dozens of flesh walls are like paper...
No... Even if it's a paper wall, if it's half a meter thick, it won't be pierced so easily... At least with Ke Lan's strength, without the help of external force, it's impossible to pierce a stack of half-meter thick paper with a spear.
What's more, he pierced more than ten stacks in a row.
The man had already rushed to the front of the meat mountain, but just when he was about to step on it, he seemed to be hit by something, and he flew backwards in an instant and fell heavily to the ground!
"What's going on?" Ke Lan stared in surprise - he had just activated the time stop, but still didn't capture anything.
What on earth knocked that guy away? Was it Chiron?
