I, Stitcher, Leon!

Chapter 17 The Secret of the Music Box
At this moment, Li Ang's attention is all on Baiyan Sarcoma.

You can't look directly, you can only listen to the sound to distinguish the position.

The ability of the hundred-eyed sarcoma is mental attack, relying on its unique hundred-eyes to hypnotize the enemy with illusion, it does not have much attack power.

If you want to complete the fatal blow, you must rely on the other sutures locked in the resurrection chamber.

While dodging, Li Ang searched in the secret room, but couldn't find anything that could be used as a weapon.

The eyes of the hundred-eyed sarcoma radiated strange energy, and under the influence of the energy diverging from the pupils, the space actually rippled.

Li Ang felt that his actions seemed to be filled with lead, and suddenly slowed down.

But there is one and only one who slows down, the speed of the hundred-eyed sarcoma is not affected at all.

This is no longer a simple illusion, but pupil power and mind power.

Li Ang stood firmly on the spot, neither dodging nor avoiding.

Right now, it's just a hundred-eyed sarcoma, and it's already hard to deal with.

The "Fur Elise" behind the stone wall is still ringing, maybe when the other sutures will be unlocked and join the battle.

Then the situation will be more difficult.

Therefore, Li Ang will definitely win the battle quickly!

A steady horse step, followed by the right fist backwards, the upper body twisted, like a twisting clockwork, constantly accumulating strength.

Li Ang's eyes were always turned to the side, and he didn't look directly at the sarcoma.

drink!
Li Ang yelled violently, then closed his eyes and sprinted forward.

Li Ang's speed is not fast, only [-]% of normal people.

But even so, compared with the hundred-eyed sarcoma, it is already considered fast.

The pupil power and mind power of the hundred-eyed sarcoma restrained Li Ang, making his movements as difficult as in a swamp.

But Li Ang's fist, which has accumulated three times its strength, is like a propelling rocket.

Gray stitched arm, with bulging veins.

The heart burst out with engine-like energy, causing the blood vessels in the whole body to expand and pump.

Li Ang felt that the fist was in the water, and the surrounding air was thick, like endless water, constantly blocking the trajectory of the fist, trying to stop it.

This punch is a combination of strength, will and physique.

The heart was beating wildly, and every pump would push blood to all parts of the body, especially the swollen right arm.

Both arteries and capillaries are filled with a fuel called "blood" at this moment.

This is the first time Li Ang strikes with all his strength, gathering all the strength that can be gathered from the whole body, and infinitely advancing to his upper limit with a punch!
Click!

Suddenly, the sound of glass shattering came to my ears.

The sense of stagnation around Li Ang's body suddenly disappeared, the pressure dropped sharply, and his figure shot out like an off-string arrow.

Three times the strength of a normal person. If a normal adult man punches with a strength of 150 kilograms, Li Ang's fist can now burst out with a force of 450 kilograms!

With half a ton of strength and an explosion, the hundred-eyed sarcoid lacking thick skin and bones is as brittle as a large jelly.

Li Ang's fist shattered an eyeball without hesitation, and sank into the sarcoma's body.

A warm breath came from the arm, as well as various messy pieces of meat.

If it was possible, Li Ang didn't want his arms to have such a delicate touch, so that the nerves that were a little stringy inside and attached to the eyeballs could be clearly perceived.

The fist didn't stop, and Li Ang's forearm and forearm were all buried in it.

With the whole person, it's like jumping into a red persimmon.

Go in one end and blast out the other.

The sarcoma, like a cannonball exploding, splattered in all directions.

Various pieces of flesh and blood fell from the air and slapped on the ground, making continuous "baji" sounds.

Blood and water flowed across the ground, mixed with broken sutures and filamentous nerves, combined with the background music of "For Alice", it made people feel hairy.

Li Ang opened his eyes and saw corpse fragments all over the floor, as well as an indescribable smell of corruption.

Not smelly, but sticky and pungent.

It smells like a mix of formalin, disinfectant, and ammonia.

One breath makes your head buzz.

A punch directly exploded the hundred-eyed sarcoma, and a system prompt appeared in front of Li Ang again.

[Kill the suture body elite hundred-eyed sarcoma, reward 0.5 free distribution points]

This time, Li Ang didn't rush to add points.

The appearance of the hundred-eyed sarcoma made Li Ang realize for the first time that these sutures themselves were all products of "Black Code".

In addition to the bloodthirsty deformed suture, there is also a monster called a hundred-eyed sarcoma that attacks mentally and produces illusions to control thoughts.

Maybe what surprise Dr. Mead will arrange next.

Keep the points, and in case of a situation, they can be used as a temporary reinforcement to reverse the decline.

Li Ang once again focused on the shattered corpse on the ground.

Although the hundred-eyed sarcoma had completely split open, the body fell apart.

But there were still some eyes, wriggling on the ground, twisting the glued tissues, turned around vigorously, aimed their eyeballs at Li Ang, and continued to use illusion.

Li Ang avoided the eyes on the ground, and only focused on a fist-sized heart that was still beating.

Even though the system has prompted to kill, this guy's heart is still strong.

Li Ang stepped on it, and the heart burst open. The blood mist, body and valves were twisted and deformed under the strong pressure, and they were deflated and limp.

Afterwards, Li Ang raised his foot again, crushing all the eyeballs.

Accompanied by the classic and melodious music points of "Fur Alice", there was a crackling sound.

It's like applauding this famous song.

It wasn't until all the eyeballs were crushed by Li Ang that the invisible shackles on his shoulders were released, and Li Ang let out a long sigh of relief.

Speed ​​and will are the two weakest attributes of Li Ang.

Speed ​​is real, as long as the opponent's speed is not too fast, he can use skills and strength to make up for it.

But the illusion and mind power attacks against the will are hard to guard against.

Since the sutures in the resurrection chamber are all for him, it is better to take the initiative than to be beaten passively.

Li Ang walked towards one of the stitched bodies bound by chains, ready to strike first.

However, when he first moved, the piano music inside the stone wall became clearer.

Also, in front of the suture body in the resurrection chamber, a dark golden line appeared on the ground, emitting a glow like a mirror, separating Li Ang from the suture creature.

Li Ang stretched out his hand to touch the mirror surface formed by the dark golden glow, and a puff of black smoke suddenly rose from his fingers!
The contact position is slightly burnt.

The bound sutures, as if seeing something terrifying, let out unconscious wailing, showing panic and panic expressions, and retreated one after another.

Even Li Ang felt a sense of irritability and resistance from the source of his body.

Since he couldn't do anything with the stitched body, Li Ang focused on the stone wall again.

This time, he put his ear against the stone wall and heard more clearly.

Li Ang's brows gradually knit together.

In addition to the music, he heard the tinny clicking of gears.

Although it is hidden in the music, it is just noticeable.

A kind of music playback closely related to mechanical operation...

The music box instantly came to Li Ang's mind.

Listen carefully, this piano piece really doesn't look like it was played by a real piano.

In the depths of the resurrection chamber, a music box used to control the stitching body...

What does this strange combination represent?
(End of this chapter)