Monarch of Evernight: Forty-five pain
bsp;Now the entire right side of Qianye's body is so numb that he has no feeling at all, as if he no longer exists. For gunshot wounds, this is a very bad situation, indicating that the atomic bullet was spiked.
He struggled to pull open the breastplate and looked down to see a bullet hole in his right chest near his shoulder. There was high swelling around the wound, which had squeezed the bullet hole shut, and the bullet could not be seen at all. At this moment, the flesh and blood of the injured area turned blue-black, and the skin was so thin that it was almost transparent. It was clearly visible that the black energy underneath was pulsating like life, which was shocking to see.
Qianye couldn't help but smile bitterly when he saw the symptoms of the wound.
This is the black titanium annihilation bomb, one of the strongest means for the dark race to kill the strong men of the empire. Black titanium annihilation bombs have always been at the forefront of the causes of casualties among powerful men above the imperial general level.
In battles at levels below Marquis, except for a few strong men with firearms talents, the force guns worn by ordinary people will not exceed level seven. The black titanium annihilation bomb is the ultimate method of this level. It is more lethal to the Dawn camp than the Empire's Silver-Refined Sun Bullet, and is roughly equivalent to the Song Clan's secret Silver-Refined Sun Bullet.
Below level 12 warriors, without special means and immediate treatment, they will not die if they are hit by a black titanium annihilation bomb, their combat power will be permanently damaged, and they will almost be disabled. That will burn out the vortex of the Dawn Force. Huge damage.
What was shot out of her gun was a black titanium annihilation bomb! The moment he saw her, the sight of the sniper rifle was caught between Qianye's eyebrows.
Qianye sat with his back against the cave wall, not in a hurry to treat the wound. He looked up at the roof of the cave, casually pulled up an unknown glistening grass from the crack of the stone beside his hand, and chewed its stem. The grass juice is pungent and has a slight numbing feeling. It is obvious that even the plants in this strange cave are poisonous, and the toxicity is not light.
But Qianye just bit it like that, his eyes fixed on the roof of the cave, motionless.
He actually didn't think about anything.
Qianye didn't dare to think, didn't dare to let his empty heart have any thoughts. But even if he didn't think about anything, he could still feel the unbearable pain, the pain from the bottom of his heart.
He didn't want to think about it, but the last scene stubbornly flashed before his eyes over and over again. The demon discovered him with the power of his third eye, and then shouted "shoot" to Night Eye and rushed over.
Almost at the same time as the roar sounded, the sniper rifle in Ye Tong's hand roared. It was difficult to dodge the force bomb at this distance, not to mention Qianye's momentary confusion.
Yes, his fighting instinct saved him again, almost miraculously avoiding the vital part of his head. But so what? Nighteye fired black titanium annihilation bombs, which would cause fatal damage no matter where they hit.
This shot penetrated Qianye’s defense and also penetrated his heart.
The night of trading in the town seems like yesterday. The old spider demon's half-smiling eyes and secret encouragement behind the bar are still vivid in his mind. Qianye even remembered her burning, her heat, and the temperature that could burn everything!
Are all these past experiences just dreams?
No, that was not a dream, that was a reality that had happened. However, everything has passed, like dew bubbles, eventually disappearing as the sun rises.
At this time, the bullet stuck in the sternum gave off a burning sensation like running fire, as if a wild beast woke up from its slumber, roaring to remind Qianye that the world he knew and felt was extremely real.
Qianye finally turned his attention to his wound. He looked inside and found that the full force of dawn was fighting tenaciously against the death flow of black titanium. At this time, the light had dimmed like dusk.
And the original wings were fluttering uneasily, and every time they flapped, they would push out a ball of blood wrapped in golden light, struggling through the dawn tide. The blood rushed into the body that had dried up, like a blade of grass sprouting on the desert-like land. Although this effort was small and subtle, it activated the numb pain in half of his body.
With a bang, Qianye pulled out his short knife, cut open the rotten and necrotic flesh and blood at the wound, then made a cross cut, and then gently pushed the tip of the knife inward. With a click, the tip of the knife touched the warhead of the black titanium annihilation bomb.
Qianye turned his wrist and the blade gouged out the bullet together with the surrounding bones and flesh. The attack was so ruthless that it was as if the body was not his own at all. No matter how determined he was, he couldn't help but sigh softly at this moment, and cold sweat began to break out on his forehead.
He leaned against the stone wall and breathed out. Then he brought the warhead wrapped in broken bones to his eyes and looked at it carefully. As long as this warhead is closer, the skin on Qianye's face and eyes will feel slightly numb, like countless tiny particles being hit.
Slowly, Qianye gave an inexplicable smile, stretched out his finger and flicked the warhead far away, shooting it into the opposite cave wall and missing. He didn't want to see this thing again. Because this black titanium annihilation bomb is a specially made high-quality product, and its content and power are much greater than those ordinary versions Qianye bought back then.
And he should be grateful for his luck. The war armor, Force defense and solid body blocked the warhead. This small thing did not completely explode. At this moment, only one-third of the content entered the body.
Qianye looked at the wound again, swung the blood-sucking blade, and chipped off the rotten and dead muscles piece by piece until the bones were exposed. The chest injury was completely charred black, and there were also many necrotic parts. Qianye's blade swiped across it, scraping off the necrotic parts of the bone surface one by one. After finally doing this, he was already covered in cold sweat and his body was extremely weak.
Qianye leaned back and almost fell completely to the ground. The heaving chest touched the wound, causing him to endure waves of pain. But now, he felt the pain was very comfortable.
The burning sensation in the body did not weaken as the bullet was taken out. It was still flowing from the wound as the source to the limbs and bones. This is not an illusion of the body, it is actually flowing. That is the black titanium that has penetrated into the body and is gradually spreading in the body.
After being injured by a black titanium annihilation bomb, the size of the wound is not the most important. Just the black titanium seeping into the body is enough to kill most people. Wherever this kind of substance that can annihilate vitality flows, it will completely destroy the living organisms there. Ordinary people don't even need to come into contact with it. If they stay near black titanium that is not sealed using special methods for a while, they will become extinct.
For human warriors, it may take a week or more. But this struggle is completely meaningless. There is no drug that can neutralize black titanium. The suppression effect of the Dawn Force is not good enough, and the internal organs of the infected body will be irreversibly damaged.
Therefore, most people can only choose to erupt a force vortex to prevent the spread of black titanium in the body, and save their lives at the cost of permanent damage to their combat power. However, even in this way, the injury cannot be controlled every time.
In past war history, many imperial generals who were hit by black titanium annihilation bombs often chose to commit suicide or die with the enemy once they could not control their injuries. That kind of long and painful death, that kind of powerless feeling of seeing one's body destroyed inch by inch, few people are willing to endure.
Qianye suddenly smiled to himself.
The Human Empire also has similar weapons, the Alchemy Silver Sun Bullet is one of them, and there are even special ammunition that are more powerful than it. However, it is extremely difficult to produce those weapons and equipment. They are controlled by the imperial family and aristocratic families, so it is difficult to see one.
In past battles, Qianye has more than once seen dark races hit by magic-breaking mithril bullets or silver-refined sun bullets die in pain, and many of them died from the muzzle of his gun. Launched. The bullet wounds of those dark races were all charred black, as if they had been burned by fire.
Now, it's Qianye's turn to taste this taste for himself.
The most painful part was that this special version of the black titanium annihilation bomb was shot by her own hands. The moment the bullet came out of the barrel, it hit the center of his eyebrows. Qianye couldn't help but think that if he really hit the target, there would be no pain at all.
"Am I still not giving up?" Recalling his instinctive dodge at the moment of life and death, Qianye smiled to himself again.
He took out a cigarette, added a drop of military stimulant to it, lit it, and took a deep breath, regardless of whether it would attract enemies.
That familiar smell brings Qianye back to the days of the lighthouse town. At that time, he had to struggle with the torment of blood poison every day. In fact, Qianye's situation at that time was far more desperate than it is now, but he lived extremely tenaciously just for a little hope.
Qianye smoked silently, watching the sparks gradually turn the cigarette into ashes.
With a bang, Qianye suddenly hit the back of his head **** the wall of the cave behind him! This force was so strong that a deep crater was created in the hard rock, and cracks almost covered the entire wall.
The blood flowed down the back of the neck, very warm and smooth.
Deep in Qianye’s eyes, fire reignited. He held the cigarette and watched the flickering sparks burn to the end, burning his fingers until they went out. The physical pain, like a special stimulant, made him sober.
Without the woman, he still has friends, brothers who are as close as family members, and perhaps blood relatives who are far away. And in the Evernight Continent, there was more than one person waiting for his safe return.
Suddenly there was the sound of intermittent running in the passage outside, and you could also hear breathing that was light and heavy at times. The smell of smoke still attracted the vicious beasts. It was a land beast the size of a wild boar. It walked into the stone chamber while sniffing. Just as it was alert, it suddenly rose up from the ground. Qianye picked up its heavy body of hundreds of kilograms and bit its throat!
Hot blood kept pouring into Qianye's stomach, and the taste was fishy and bitter. It had been a long, long time since he had sucked blood in such a primitive way, but perhaps because of this, the violent bloodthirst hidden in the ancient bloodline was activated.
The moment the first mouthful of hot blood entered his stomach, Qianye's blood boiled, his blood core pulsed powerfully, and he actually entered a state of boiling blood!
Wisps of gold-burning blood that seemed to be carrying flames surged out from the blood core and quickly rushed to every corner of the body. The burning sensation caused by black titanium was immediately weakened, and the spreading speed was also greatly reduced.
Black titanium is extremely lethal to creatures on the dawn side, but its effect on creatures on the night side is relatively poor. Qianye's gold-burning blood is also in a very high position in Yongye's entire camp in terms of quality. At this moment, his body is used as a battlefield, constantly fighting with black titanium, eating away at these foreign invaders bit by bit.