Samsara Paradise: Dream Weaver of Connections.

Chapter 344 The operation begins (please subscribe, please vote)
Seeing the golden lion's reaction, Indigo sighed.

This is exactly why he doesn't want to show his true face.

Whenever the Golden Lion saw his face, he would recall the past, causing his blood flow to speed up, which in turn intensified the feeling of pressure from the rudder on the Golden Lion's head.

Therefore, Indigo chose to use a funny clown mask to hide his true appearance in order to alleviate the Golden Lion's pain.

He has been doing this for decades and has never changed.

"Damn the navy! I will take revenge sooner or later!"

This time, the Golden Lion did not lose control because of his memories as he did in the past.

Perhaps it was because Lin Yi's presence gave him a sense of security, or perhaps it was because seeing Indigo's true appearance again awakened his hidden rationality.

In any case, he moved his neck, walked calmly to the operating table, and signaled to the two that the operation could begin.

The legs of the golden lion were neatly cut off from the ankles down, and the cross section showed a sense of vicissitudes of time. Those were the marks of his own hands cutting them off twenty years ago, and it was still shocking to see them now.

The cross-section of the wound has turned black, which is the result of long-term oxidation of blood after coagulation. It is like the cross-section of an ancient tree trunk, full of traces of time.

The cross-section has turned black, which is the result of long-term oxidation of the blood. It is like the cross-section of an ancient tree trunk, recording the scars of the past.

The scabs are irregularly raised and mottled in color, as if whispering about the hidden past and unspeakable pain.

The Golden Lion used two famous swords as his feet. The sword bodies were tightly integrated with the wound sections, supporting his walking.

The fresh blood on the hilt of the sword silently indicated the tremendous perseverance that the Golden Lion needed to exert with every step.

Whenever he walked, the two swords would leave slight scars on the cross-section of his wounds, as if reminding him of the difficult times that had passed.

Lin Yi checked the condition of the golden lion's wound and found that the flesh and blood near the wound had already died. It needed to be completely cut off before it could grow again.

“Boss, I may need to remove all the necrotic flesh and blood. The process may be painful. Please be patient.” Lin Yi said in a serious tone.

"Back then, I single-handedly attacked the Marine Headquarters. Facing the iron fists of Garp and Sengoku, I didn't even utter a word. This little thing is nothing to me. Go ahead and do it."

After seeing that the Golden Lion knew it, Lin Yi took out the Black and White Rose. The sharp blade flashed coldly under the light of the operating room, and the reflection of the Golden Lion was reflected on the sword.

Before preparing for the operation, Lin Yi and Indigo carefully removed the two famous swords Yingshi and Ku Mu that were inserted into the legs of the golden lion.

These two swords, which are praised as the supreme sharp swords, still maintain their straight blades even after being in the body of the Golden Lion for more than 20 years, and a chilling light flickers faintly on the blades.

The originally smooth texture of the knife handle was now stained with blood and tiny pieces of flesh.

The dried bloodstains were dark brown in color, forming a sharp contrast with the originally smooth handle.

The meat scraps were tightly attached to the gap of the handle, as if telling everything the two long knives had experienced inside the golden lion's body.

As the two long swords of Yingju and Kumu were moved out, two shocking holes were left on the wounds of Golden Lion Shiki.

The two holes have rough and jagged edges and are irregularly oval in shape, revealing years of wear and struggle.

Around the hole are thick calluses, which are the marks of toughness honed by the Golden Lion through endless pain.

Looking inside the cavity, you can see bones and muscle fibers at the cross-section.

They were exposed to the air in a twisted and irregular posture. The edges of the holes were tissues that had once healed but were torn apart again.

They appear in front of people in a dark red state, forming a sharp color contrast with the surrounding skin.

These dark red tissues remind the Golden Lion of every painful struggle and difficult healing process.

Occasionally, a small amount of blood would seep out of the cavity and drip onto the ground, making a slight sound.

The Golden Lion had his eyes closed and a cigar in his mouth. Although he tried to remain calm, his pale face revealed his discomfort at the moment.

Obviously, Lin Yi and Indigo's actions did have a certain impact on the Golden Lion's body.

You have to know that these two knives have been inserted into the wound by Golden Lion for more than 20 years. It is impossible to say that there will be no impact if they are suddenly pulled out.

Lin Yi put Ying Shi and Ku Mu aside, took a deep breath, and calmed himself down.

He pressed down his right hand slightly, and then a cold light flashed, and Lin Yi decisively cut off the golden lion below the knee with a sword.

With this strike of the sword, Lin Yi steadily removed a nearly ten-centimeter-long piece of calf from the operating table.

The moment he touched the golden lion's calf, Lin Yi felt a strange touch. It felt like a piece of dead wood, devoid of vitality.

The muscles inside the calves have severely atrophied and the blood in the blood vessels has been drained.

Lin Yi understood that if Golden Lion’s wound was not treated in time, the condition would probably gradually spread upwards and endanger his entire body.

After placing the broken calf on the operating table, Lin Yi came to the operating table.

The light of healing magic appeared on his hand. When Lin Yi placed his hand on the golden lion's body, the golden lion's body could not help but tremble.

As time went by, the Golden Lion gradually sensed a strange feeling spreading from the wounds on his legs. It was a complex mixture of itching and numbness.

At first, it felt like countless small bugs were gently gnawing at his skin, causing waves of slight itchiness.

The feeling gradually intensified, as if millions of feathers were touching his nerve endings at the same time, making him unconsciously want to reach out and scratch it, but he was afraid of disturbing the delicate balance of this new life.

The numbness crept up on him, moving between his legs like an electric current, making him feel both strange and excited.

He could clearly feel the cells around the wound dividing and growing rapidly, as if a new force was surging in his body.

This itchy and numb feeling is like a ray of hope for the golden lion.

He knew that this was a positive sign that his legs were recovering and his wounds were healing.

Most people can tolerate pain, but this indescribable itching sensation is hard to control.

At this moment, Golden Lion used his extraordinary willpower to restrain his body's instinctive reactions, ensuring that his body remained motionless so as not to affect the treatment process.

Under Lin Yi's control, the energy of the healing technique gathered in an orderly manner at the Golden Lion's legs, carefully avoiding the old injury on his head.

As time passed, the flesh and blood at the cuts on the Golden Lion's legs began to come alive, and the muscles around the wounds grew at an astonishing rate.

Just one minute later, the two new calves had been grown, and Lin Yi withdrew his hands with satisfaction.

(End of this chapter)