Restarting the myth.

Chapter 169 Remember Your Human Appearance
How could such a precious treasure as dragon blood be mass-produced?

Wayne exclaimed that it was unbelievable. He remembered it very clearly. It was that person. In order to have a strong body when he came, the devil from hell made great efforts to make a fuss on Dragon Heart Island.

If his luck had not been so bad, and he had managed to seize the faith from the ancient gods, perhaps he would have succeeded.

How come the dragon's blood, which even the devil covets, is now so popular? Have you ever respected the devil's opinion?

Even if the devil agreed, Wayne would not agree. As the dragon knight heir of the Lando family, he hoped that the dragon blood would be a global limited edition, the less the better.

"Hohohoho——"

The eight dragon-blooded soldiers completed their transformation, raised their arms and roared in pain, their muscles bulged like hard rocks, and their sharp claws flashed cold light, as if they could easily tear steel apart.

The restless long tail swept back and forth, making a rumbling sound with great power.

A pair of ferocious eyes locked on Wayne, and the mutated crocodile-like bloody mouth opened, hot air escaping, and saliva dripping.

"Maybe it's crocodile blood..."

Wayne complained and, from a personal standpoint, refused to admit that the eight soldiers were wholesale dragon blood creatures.

"Master, do you need help?"

After hearing Mona's team voice, Wayne refused. He wanted to suppress the value of the dragon blood creation himself to ensure the value of Veronica.

It’s such a loss if the limited edition luxury car depreciates before you even pick it up!
In addition...

Wayne narrowed his eyes. The thought of a force that could wholesale dragon blood creatures was terrifying. The water was too deep and he was worried that he couldn't control it.

I was careless and shouldn't have stepped forward so early.

Wayne regretted being too impulsive and hooked his finger at the dragon-blood soldier. Based on the other party's actions, if given another chance, he would still choose to act on his impulse.

boom!
Wayne rushed out with great strides, crushing the carpet under his feet. His fist cut through the air waves and he headed straight for the dragon-blood soldier in the front.

The soldier's mind was frozen, he didn't know what dodging was, and he instinctively threw his fist to meet the attack.

Two fists, one big and one small, collided with each other, and with a bang, the mist-like air mass was broken apart, white foam splashed everywhere, and the dragon blood soldier's fist disintegrated.

The metacarpal bones separated along with the white flesh, and the whole arm trembled violently. The dragon-blooded soldier roared and retreated, his eyes fierce, as if he had no concept of pain.

Wayne threw a punch, and his heart calmed down a little. He kept moving, and his fists swung more fiercely.

In the corridor, the sound of cloth tearing continued to explode, roaring and bones breaking, and from time to time a white figure would crash into the wall or ceiling.

Wayne held down a dragon-blood soldier's chest and pressed him against the wall. Seeing the other soldier waving his claws at him, he raised his hand and grabbed his wrist.

The five fingers tightened, sunk into the white flesh, and clasped the thick wrist joints.

Hiss!

The clawed wrist and a piece of arm bone were violently pulled out. Half of the dragon blood soldier's arm hung limply. He felt no pain and opened his bloody mouth and roared with a deafening sound.

"It's noisy!"

There was a fierce light flashing in Wayne's eyes. He inserted his arm bone into the crocodile's mouth as if it were a sharp weapon. He exerted force suddenly and the weapon pierced through the mouth and came out from the back of the dragon blood soldier's neck.

"The nutrition is good, and the bones are growing."

He turned sideways and kicked the Dragon Blood Soldier hard in the waist and abdomen. With the sound of cracking tendons and bones, the white shell suddenly flew away and hit the wall at the end of the corridor.

Philomena: ()
Good news: The Golden Mage on the fifth floor is here!
Bad news: It's too late. Her body has been transformed by the flesh and blood of the star beast. The process is irreversible. Not only her body but also her mind has been eroded.

Looking at the dragon-blood soldiers twitching and squirming at her feet, Philomena cried out in bad luck. If she had persisted a little longer, she would not have to merge with the flesh and blood of the star beast.

Philomena was in a very bad condition. The muscles in her right arm swelled and her five fingers turned into octopus tentacles that hung at her feet, bending and wriggling as if they had their own will.

The mutated arm tore through the coat and half of the bathrobe. Under the snow-white skin, black veins were wriggling, muscles were bulging, and the flesh and blood of the star beast spread throughout the body along the blood vessels.

The breasts that were originally plump and upright now looked particularly terrifying.

Black meridians extended upward along the shoulders, arms, and neck. Half of his face was swollen, one eye could not be opened, and the slippery epidermis was oozing mucus.

Without a mirror, Philomena couldn't see what she looked like now. She could only look at her mutated arm and guess what it must have been disgusting.

"It would have been nice if you had shown up earlier..."

Philomena cried out in annoyance. She was too embarrassed to face anyone because of her ugly appearance. If she scared the Golden Wizard and was labeled as a corrupt person by him, it would be better to stab her to death with a knife.

At least it’s not that embarrassing!
While feeling frustrated, the dragon-blood soldier not far away stood up again.

He pulled out the arm bone from his mouth and inserted it into the broken arm. White foam began to wriggle, and the severely injured body slowly healed.

Flesh and bones are not one!
Philomena keenly captured this scene, and a bold idea emerged in her mind. Perhaps these brainless soldiers could help her get rid of her current ugly situation.

She separated her polluted mind and forcibly suppressed her mutated flesh and blood.

Where there is suppression there must be resistance. She knew that she could not hold on for long. Once her thoughts were exhausted, she would completely mutate into an octopus monster, and there would be no possibility of turning back.

Moreover, the mutated part is irreversible, and it is better to release it than to block it. We must find an outlet.

Give it a try!
If you lose, you will commit suicide and end your life as a human being!
Philomena gritted her teeth in hatred and swung the five tentacles on her right arm towards the dragon-blood soldier. The unlucky guy had just finished healing himself, and before he could take two steps, he was rolled up in the air by the tentacles.

The flesh and blood of the giant starry sky beast seemed to have discovered a new continent, and it rushed over with drums and gongs. It didn't matter where it expanded, it was not picky.

Philomena took the opportunity to suppress it with her mind and expelled the mutated flesh and blood from her body. Her beautiful face returned to normal and she was finally able to face people.

The neck, chest, and right arm still looked like a mutant octopus.

She tried to continue expelling it with her mind, but the flesh and blood of the star beast had already completed the process of eroding the dragon blood soldiers, and in turn continued to erode her body.

Philomena didn't think much and smashed the dragon blood soldier in her hand hard.

The composition of dragon blood soldiers is complex. The main materials are soldiers, diluted dragon blood, and the flesh and blood of the Forgotten. The refining array is linked together, and each process is extremely precise. The Ministry of Magic has conducted years of experiments and summarized the rules to create biological weapons.

Although it is a magical creation, it is absolutely scientific.

On the surface, the Dragon Blood Soldiers are simple, crude, and brainless, a patchwork of different elements.

It’s actually very complicated inside and out.

Because of its complexity, it is precise, and because of its precision, it is easily damaged by external impact.

The dragon-blooded soldiers were eroded by the flesh and blood of the star beasts, and the flesh and blood of the Forgotten Ones suffered a higher level of blow and collapsed on the spot. The white flesh flowed and fell like mud, revealing the white skeleton supporting the body.

This time, the dragon blood soldier did not heal himself.

boom!
The skeleton fell to the ground and broke into pieces. The white bone skull rolled far away and happened to land at Wayne's feet.

He subconsciously took a step forward, and there was a crisp sound.

"what?"

Is this dead?

Wayne raised his eyebrows and knocked the dragon-blood soldier who was attacking him away with a punch. After checking his strength, he found that his strength after the transformation was not even one-fifth of Veronica's normal strength.

The strength attribute is acceptable, just average stuff for him. It can be said to be a dimensionality reduction attack to the silver mage of the same level. Combined with the forbidden magic field, the two powerful forces are a sure kill.

Considering that they are skilled in the use of firearms and have received professional training, each of them is a powerful soldier selected from hundreds of thousands. When deployed on the battlefield of a major country, they will be an invincible ace force.

Wayne analyzed the strength of the dragon-blood soldiers. Their immortality was a highlight, but if there was no forbidden magic field, they could be completely killed by the four-combination attack of earth, fire, water and wind.

Just as he had gathered his thoughts and was about to take action, a dragon-blood soldier turned into bones, deader than death.

He looked towards the end of the corridor curiously, wanting to see who was so powerful.

When he saw this, his eyes went dark immediately.

"Tentacle monster!"

"Oh my god, this is too weird!"

"..." Philomena paused and smiled sweetly at Wayne, a very forced smile, and she felt quite ashamed.

Wayne then recognized that the person opposite him was the veiled sister who had amazed him at first, but what was going on with those tentacles and that hard half of her chest that looked like it could kill someone.

Ning is also an artificial human, full of technology and ruthlessness?
For a time, the elder sister's charm value dropped infinitely, and she was kicked out of the daily refreshed first love queue.

Mona alternate gets a spot.

Philomena held a sword in one hand and in the other... five octopus tentacles entangled the dragon-blooded soldiers, suppressing their thoughts and expelling the mutated flesh and blood in their bodies.

Wayne glanced at the chest that was becoming more and more elastic, and probably understood something. He readily helped the opponent.

And that sword looks familiar!

She has taken such good care of herself that she looks like an old lady in this world.

Wayne's figure flashed, attracting the dragon blood soldiers to attack him, and at the moment he kicked the opponent in the crotch.

The kick was so powerful that the entire leg sank directly into the white foam. Regardless of whether the dragon-blood soldier had said that or not, he entered a stagnant state due to a brief stiffness.

Wayne jumped up on the opponent's knee and hit the crocodile's chin with his knee. When the dragon-blood soldier jumped into the air, his fist, which was ready to go, exploded with a spiral air wave, hitting the chest and abdomen, and hit him far away to where Philomena was.

Philomena had just corroded a dragon-blood soldier, and when she saw the gift from Wayne, she accepted it with a smile.

The abnormalities on the chest, back, and neck have been alleviated, and the skin has returned to smooth texture. Only the arms are still in an octopus state.

The right hand was in direct contact with the flesh and blood of the star beast, and was the area where the mutation was most serious. It was also Philomena's fault that she was too harsh on herself, with a bit of the intention of dying together, otherwise the mutation would not be so thorough.

There were fewer and fewer dragon-blood soldiers, and Philomena's body gradually returned to normal appearance. When Wayne sent the last dragon-blood soldier, only the palm of her right arm still had tentacles, and the rest had recovered.

Philomena slumped against the wall, her face pale and her breathing short, a sign that her mind was about to be exhausted.

Illness comes like a mountain falling, and goes away like a thread being pulled.

Rejecting the pollution of the starry sky was much more difficult than she had expected. She was seriously ill and knew she couldn't make it.

Philomena was more concerned with other things than her struggling mind.

She looked at her tentacles worriedly. The dragon blood soldiers were exhausted, and the flesh and blood of the star beasts could not find an outlet, so they returned to corrode her body.

The counterattack momentum of the star beast's flesh and blood is getting more and more fierce. If this trend continues, her mind will not be able to hold out for long and will soon return to its ugly appearance just now.

Seeing Wayne walking towards her, she let go of the sword in her hand and blocked it in front of her chest, nodding politely and said, "Thank you very much for your help. I am Philomena from the Moonlight Church."

"So you are a mage from the Moonlight Church. It's an honor to meet you. I'm Jack, a local passing by."

Wayne squatted in front of Philomena, trying to pull her up.

Philomena looked at her left hand covering her chest, then looked at the octopus tentacle on her right arm, and rolled her eyes at Wayne without any hesitation.

Do you want the octopus? If not, forget it.

She didn't reach out, and looked at Wayne's white shirt, which had bullet holes but no blood, and guessed how he ignored the bullets.

If you can use magic, there are many ways to ignore bullets, which is nothing strange, but this is a magic-forbidden area, and ignoring bullets can only be related to your own body.

This golden wizard is very powerful!
Seeing that the other party was staring at his clothes, Wayne withdrew his hand with a look of sudden realization, unbuttoned his shirt and handed it over: "Ms. Philomena, if you don't mind, please wear my clothes first."

"You are such a gentleman."

Philomena took the shirt and covered herself with it to hide her embarrassment.

Mona walked forward and looked at Philomena with a little displeasure.

She hasn't even covered that shirt yet!

When Philomena saw the knife and gun in Mona's hand, her expression suddenly became strange. With her weapon, she should be killed...

No, if someone is killed, their weapons won't be left behind. They should be robbed.

Philomena pretended not to see it. Jack had helped her out of trouble, so it was only right that she should say thank you. There was no need to mention some minor flaws.

Moreover, she needed help from someone right now, and it was a good thing that the other party liked to collect magic props.

"Mr. Jack, you are the Golden Mage of the Heavenly Father Church, right?"

Philomena saw Mona's white combat uniform and was sure that she was not wrong. She said quickly, "My companions and I were ambushed by hostile forces, and five other companions are being hunted. Luzelburg is the territory of the Heavenly Father Church. I hope you can help save my companions."

As she spoke, her breathing became heavier, and her right arm, which was not covered by her shirt, suddenly swelled.

Wayne frowned: "Ma'am, your injuries are more serious, is it okay?"

Philomena shook her head, grabbed the long sword on the ground, and slowly handed it to Wayne: "Take this sword, my companion will obey your orders. In addition, my companion has a black briefcase in his hand. I hope you can keep it properly and don't let the enemy take it away."

I just like straightforward people like you!

Wayne raised his eyebrows and wanted to say that he could still be saved and that he should believe in medical miracles.

His hand was quicker than his mouth and caught the single-edged sword first.

He changed his words decisively: "Don't worry, everyone in the area knows that I, Jack, am a man of my word. After receiving your money, I will definitely put the enemy in order. Even if there is no money, this is the territory of the Heavenly Father's Church. As a member of the Church, I will not let them do evil."

Philomena smiled with relief, slowly closed her eyes and said, "Please don't bring my companions here. I don't want them to see me in such an ugly state. If you don't mind, I hope you can let me die with human dignity."

"No problem, you spend the money and you have the final say."

Wayne readily agreed, gave Mona a look, and quickly brought the suitcase and the enemy's head over.

When he turned around, Philomena's right arm had turned into a sticky octopus tentacle, wrapped around his neck.

Mona walked away step by step.

Wayne found it very funny and secretly said it was interesting. He tore off the octopus tentacle on the neck and patted Philomena on the shoulder: "Ma'am, relax your mind and remember your human appearance. Your condition is not serious and it is not too late for treatment."

Philomena opened her eyes dazedly, and all she saw was white. She saw nothing, but she felt her body was cold, as if something was being taken away.

Maybe it’s vitality!
She thought of something again and said intermittently: "Mask...they...put on the mask and leave. Don't get close to me, you will be contaminated..."

She is a nice woman. If we are destined to meet in the future, we can sit down and have a deep conversation with her.

The patient gave him information and stuffed him with red envelopes, showing all the courtesy. The attending physician Wayne decisively started the operation.

Vertical lines appeared on his back, and four tentacles stretched out, wrapping around Philomena's octopus tentacles and drawing the mutated corrosive energy into his body.

It is not difficult to remove the diseased area. In a sense, Philomena's mutation is also a kind of evolution, but she herself cannot bear it.

Wayne tried to evolve when he was on Dragon Heart Island. He wanted to transform into a dragon blood boy by taking dragon blood, but the Book of Greed did not favor him, and his evolution ended in failure.

Book of Greed: Don’t you look at your own identity and the grade of dragon blood? Are you worthy of it?

This time is the same. The Book of Greed looks down on the flesh and blood of the star beast and refuses to be assimilated by it.

These forces were driven out of Wayne's body and turned into pieces of flesh falling to the ground.

At first, the operation went very smoothly and sterilization and disinfection progressed rapidly.

After that, the situation was stuck in a stalemate. The star beast had a strong desire to survive. Realizing that it could not afford to offend the opponent, it began to play hide-and-seek with Wayne in Philomena's body.

One chases, the other runs, and when he catches up, he roars.

Wayne didn't have time to waste with it. A vertical line appeared on his chest and his big eyes covered Philomena.

As his thoughts wandered, an indescribable murmur penetrated deep into Philomena's soul, babble and chatter in a headache-inducing whisper.

Philomena frowned in pain, her mind floated up, she saw the starry sky and the universe, and felt that she gradually understood everything.

"Ma'am, don't let your imagination run wild..."

"Remember what you look like as a human!"

(End of this chapter)