Quenched long order

Chapter 183 You Are My Eye

The enemy was stunned for a moment, then slowly backed away, and the weird smile on his face became more distorted.A large amount of blood seeped out from the eyeballs. It was very sticky, not like blood, but like fine yarn, floating with the swing of the body.

The person in front of me is no longer human, just like a white figure.

Sauer's eyes were slightly touched, but soon, the sadness was replaced by coldness again. He pursed his lips tightly, quickly bent down to pick up the stones, and prepared the air cannon again. This time, the target was still the head.

The burning sensation from my back stung my nerves, and the air seemed to have gone violently.

The stones flew out, and based on the experience just now, they were more powerful this time.The stone hit the enemy's head, and the hard skull was now as brittle as a pancake, shattered and scattered on the ground.

The enemy lay on the ground, his brains splattered everywhere.

Sauer looked at the location of the enemy's head wound and saw a mass of flesh and blood protruding from it, which was the brain.

At the same time, the air stopped being violent and became as quiet and reliable as before.

However, Sauer had an ominous premonition in his heart. Immediately afterwards, he saw the enemy's body begin to swell, as if countless air was being poured into the body that was about to die.

Sauer quickly dodged, but it was too late.

The enemy's corpse exploded, and the flesh and blood bloomed like fireworks, crashed into the wall, sprinkled on the stairs, and fell to the ground.

There was a bit of flesh and blood on the right side of Sauer's body, and he quickly shook it off and distanced himself.

After the flesh and blood landed on the ground, tentacles stretched out from the edge and began to explore left and right. After the tentacles touched the ground, they began to lengthen. Then, the tentacles turned into feet, holding up the thin layer in the middle. At first glance, they looked like a The skinned frog took a few steps, and a black line appeared in the middle. The line gradually opened up, revealing the white tissue inside. In the middle of the tissue, a black point gradually expanded and turned into the shape of an eye.

Saul felt his scalp numb and subconsciously stepped back. He originally planned to stare at this strange mass of flesh and blood, but the corner of his eye forced him to temporarily look away.

Because the changed flesh and blood is not just this mass, but...all of them.

The splattered flesh and blood took on a life of its own. Some scattered, and some collided together to form more vivid organs. It seemed that the people who had been chasing him just now were just disguises for these strange flesh and blood, and Not a real person.

There was a faint ripple in the air.

Sauer felt very familiar, it was him manipulating the air to simulate the fluctuations of sound.

"There are...two more..."

His own voice rang out.

Sauer opened his eyes wide and looked at the flesh and blood on the ground. The soul energy that controlled the air escaped from these flesh and blood. It seemed that... the "self" who had been controlled just now regained his brief consciousness at the last moment before death. This message was left.

Among the scattered flesh and blood, the small parts could not escape far, and the edges gradually turned white, as if they had lost the energy of life. Finally, they stayed in place and turned white.

However, the gathered flesh and blood mass did not turn white and was still growing.

Sauer stretched out his right hand, pressed his thumb on the second knuckle of his index finger, and the air cannon began to accumulate power. Facing the mass of flesh and blood, the effect of the stones was average, not as powerful as the air cannon itself.

As if sensing danger, countless tiny tentacles stretched out from the edge of the flesh and blood mass and began to roll.

boom!
The air cannon fired with majestic momentum.

The mass of flesh and blood couldn't resist and broke into pieces and scattered on the ground.

The scattered flesh and blood masses repeated the previous process again. Only some of them were gathered together due to luck, and the others began to turn white after walking around for a while.

Sauer did not move, and the air cannon charged up again.

boom!
The sound of the air cannon sounded every ten seconds until all the flesh and blood turned white.

Shaoer looked at the white flesh and blood on the ground, took a deep breath, and then slowly exhaled.

"Two more? They should be up there."

He looked up.

……

"Are you OK?"

The question from "myself" came to my ears.Sauer turned his head to look, and there seemed to be a blood-red filter on his eyes. Everything he saw in his eyes was like a violent scene in a plasma film, full of depression and death.

After wiping out a mass of flesh and blood in the middle, he continued to ascend along the patchwork of stairs. Gradually, everything in his eyes began to become abnormal.

First, there was the hallucination of flesh and blood. At first, he was very wary, but with the appearance of "himself", it was verified. Therefore, he also judged that there was something wrong with him, because others did not see it. The reason probably came from The flesh and blood of self-destruction before.

Over time, the anomalies became more severe.

"whee……"

A sharp voice came from beside me.

He glanced at his right hand. The source of the sound was his right index finger.

The index finger of the right hand is continuously elongated, like a noodle. At the tip of the index finger, a mouth with sharp teeth is laughing.

"Ha, don't you think this is real?"

New words emerge.

Sauer shook his head slightly and looked away. However, in his peripheral vision, a noodle-like index finger gradually rose up and came to his ear.

"You should cherish the present. After all, no matter how beautiful the dream is, it is still false."

As he spoke, he suddenly got into his ears.

The tingling sensation travels from the pinna to the external auditory canal, to the cochlea, and continues onward.

The brain is the ultimate goal.

Sauer felt a palpitation in his heart. He suddenly reached out and slapped his ears hard. The tinnitus kept echoing in his mind, but at least it stopped his fantasy.

"We may have found Jason. He's up there. He's in a coma now." The person who came over was "himself" who was born out of the chaos of time and space.

Sauer nodded, and suddenly, he thought of something.

"If you are based on me, then does that mean that Proshv..."

He stopped because he realized that what he said was not what he wanted to say at all. It was like there was an error between the command of the brain and the tongue that received the command. The next second, he felt something moving in his mouth. And it's drilling outward.

Plop.

A soft tongue jumped out of the mouth and ran further away.

"The blood-stained bowl remains..."

Incomprehensible words came to my ears.

Sauer looked at himself in front of him with surprise in his eyes. His reason told him that the person in front of him was conscious and would definitely help him. The person with the problem was himself. However, as the figure in front of him continued to be stretched and distorted , what you see with your eyes and what you hear with your ears are all false.

In a daze, he thought of the scene he had seen in Garland's memory, the kind of pain in purgatory but still having to maintain normalcy. In the violent storm called madness, only the sane boat was the only one. However, no one knows how long this small boat can last.

He closed his eyes and sat down slowly.

In this situation, continuing to move forward would only make him fall into the quagmire. At this moment, he also understood why the squirming monster on top would sacrifice part of himself to come here in person. This was exactly the purpose.

However, even if he forced his inner peace, many illusions still flashed through his eyes. What he had seen and thought now turned into spears piercing himself. In his ears, roars and weeping intertwined, followed by endless bombings, until gradually Quiet, then completely inaudible gossip, mixed with faint murmurs.

What else... can I rely on?If this continues, even the soul will be distorted...wait...

Sauer thought of something.

...the soul...and the power that comes from the soul.

He waved his hand and felt the invisible and intangible thing around him - the air.

I can, let the air be my eyes!
(End of this chapter)