MTL - The Last Gentleman-Chapter 308 monster

  Chapter 308 Monster

  The crushed face of Captain Mosander has healed in an instant. Such a broken body is very common for acrobats, and his regenerative ability ranks among the top five in the circus.

  Having his head crushed was nothing at all, the thing that made him feel angry and humiliated was just because he fell to the ground.

  If this matter is known by the circus companions, it may become a laughing stock, and even the matter will expand and be demoted by the boss.

   Just when he showed his true strength, he leveled the central street of Nightmare Town with one kick. But I felt that something in the church could not be completely crushed, and was firmly supported by a pure physical force.

   Peeping carefully, Mosander was shocked by the picture under the giant feet.

  In the center of the church, next to Wrinkled Spacey, who is undergoing "skin grafting", stands a man with a pale body and almost perfect legs. His muscles all over his body are in the shape of vertical stripes.

  Like the beam-column structure commonly used in architectural design, these vertical muscles together support the physical base, and the hands are raised above the head, forcibly supporting the crushing of the giant feet.

   Not only that, this person can actually distract the conversation:

   "Mr. Spacey, just continue with the skin grafting work, I will kill this man..."

"OK."

  Wrinkled skin. Spacey showed absolute trust in his companions, closed his eyes and concentrated on the skin grafting work.

   It has leaked out of the skin of the church, and continues to spread outward in a circle along the trampled and dilapidated streets, encroaching on the dream space.

suddenly,

   The giant feet supported by Zed began to disintegrate by themselves,

   Hiss~ The flesh evaporates, the flesh and bones evaporate in a short period of time, and finally only the nerve lines of this giant foot are left, all of which are retracted into the body of Captain Mosander.

  Mosander's expression has also changed at this moment. He no longer regards what is happening before him as a dream game, but a duel with the same specifications.

   Arrogance and conceit are all restrained.

   "Mosander Wise, the No. 3 head of the Sun Acrobatic Troupe... What's your name?"

   "Hogney Zedd."

   "I thought this was just a farce by Catherine, but I didn't expect that the human tribe she provoked would have someone as interesting as you.

  伱's physical complexity can't even be called [human]. Even in a circus, without training, it can surpass many acrobats.

  Would you like to join us? "

The instant change of Mosand's attitude made Zed a little surprised, "You wanted to kill me a second ago, but now you want to recruit? If you can relieve the threat of nightmares that Zion is currently facing, I might consider a bit."

   "The nightmare was brought by Catherine, and I was just a temporary visitor.

  I can't dispel the nightmare, but I can suggest it to Catherine. As for whether she agrees, I can't guarantee it.

  The only thing I can guarantee is that if you are willing to join the circus and become a member of us, and make enough contributions to the circus in the performance, the boss will give you [eye] authority again. "

  Zed showed a troubled expression on his face, and quickly waved his hands, "No need...I have already discarded this thing, and it would be uncomfortable to bring it back."

"pity."

  Mosander stopped persuading, he was ready to show his true level to deal with the human beings in front of him.

   Arms outstretched... Swish! A large number of nerve filaments suddenly grew out of its back, like luxuriant tree branches and a pair of oversized nerve wings.

  The end of the nerve filament quickly bears fruit, and the structure of blood bone forms a series of legs and feet of different sizes hanging on it. The surface of each leg or foot may grow an eye or a mouth, or an ear structure.

  They seem to have their own senses, and they can judge on their own to launch the best attack.

  The picture presented as a whole is horrifying and weird, but also extremely shocking.

  Hundreds of legs and feet are fruited in the back area. They will crush the target together with Mosander's attack. There are even some special legs and feet that will perform attacks beyond common sense.

   Facing the attacking posture shown by Mosander,

  Zed simply changed from crawling to standing, ripping off his tie, unbuttoning the top two buttons of his shirt, and taking off his leather shoes to step on the ground barefoot.

  Slight bouncing and shaking are relaxing the joints of the whole body, more like a free kick fighter.

  …

  A nightmare space of a certain library structure.

   Magician Jain sat at a desk with Prophet Marko, and the two seemed to have had a long conversation.

  Jain showed a rare interest in the human prophet in front of him, and even handed out a business card with a magician's unique hat imprint on the back.

   "Cirque du Soleil welcomes a talented person like you very much, and having my referral can save you a lot of trouble and unnecessary procedures.

   Just as you said, come and find me when the city you organized is completely destroyed and you have no fixed place to live. Based on the current state of Pichang, it is estimated that we will meet again soon.

  Catherine and his friends will play with you later, so let's stop here. "

  Jain stretched out his hand above his head, making a movement of cutting the air, which actually cut off the connection between himself and the dream.

  Woke up in a relatively simple living room in the next second, with various honor medals hanging on the wall.

  In the process of changing from pajamas to daily clothes, a slight cut appeared on Jain's wrist, which was accidentally injured when suppressing the Prophet Mako in the dream.

  To be precise, it should be that when suppressing the protagonist Martin, he suffered the trauma of the attack and part of it was fed back to reality.

   "I actually chose something completely inconsistent with my own interests and hobbies, and even used my back as the front to learn sensory knowledge to curb my nature. I even created a second personality in the process, and was gradually honored as a 'prophet' by the human community.

   To be able to achieve this level by doing things that I am not good at all the time, the talent can be imagined.

   It’s no wonder that he wants to seal the main personality. He’s really a scary guy. It might be dangerous for Catherine to provoke him. "

  Jain became interested in this special group of human beings. He got up and went to the collective rest area of ​​the circus, wanting to ask the other two about the situation.

  As soon as he opened the tent, he bumped into the ventriloquist head-on,

   "How is Harida feeling?"

Harida didn't speak, but the puppet in her hand gave an answer, "It's a pity, if it is realistic, I will definitely make that woman a doll. Such a hot temper almost ruined my baby in the battle, so I can only do it in the battle." In the dream, I taught her a little bit."

   The hair on the right side of the puppet is slightly charred.

Corresponding.

  In an independent nightmare space, Romary Tahan's skin was completely torn off, and her body was also made into a puppet-like form, which was hung in the air by a large number of lines.

   Did not die, but basically lost combat power.

  Jain was slightly disappointed after learning of this situation, "It seems that not every human being is so interesting...Is Mosander awake yet?"

   "He should be trying to 'concept stripping' in the dream, right? Because the distance between thinking is too far, this process should take a relatively long time, and the human being stripped will suffer a lot."

   As soon as the voice fell,

  A scream of pain suddenly came from the depths of the concentrated living area,

  Jain, Harida, and nearby circus members who were awakened by the noise rushed to the scene of the incident, corresponding to the bedroom of Chief Mosander.

  Before the door was pushed open, blood spilled out first.

  In a messy room,

  Mosander's body was cut into two pieces, all kinds of broken legs and feet were strewn wantonly and hung all over the room, each leg was splattered with blood, the picture was unsightly.

   What's even more frightening is that Mo Sander hasn't woken up yet.

   Jain frowned, and immediately took out a pair of scissors from the magic hat, and quickly cut off a hair on the top of Mosander's head... click! The dream connection was also forcibly cut off.

  When Mosander woke up suddenly, his eyes were wide and bloodshot, and he muttered:

   "How could such a monster be human!"

  Jain was shocked by this situation,

  He knew very well that although Mosander had an unclean mouth and was greedy for all kinds of legs and feet, it was no coincidence or chance that he became the third head of the acrobatic troupe. He climbed up by stepping on the bones of countless people.

   "Mosander, you lost?"

   "Yes... Although the dream only projected a part of me, I did lose. It's a shame. Jain, let Catherine be careful, don't be killed by that person."

  (end of this chapter)