Because I have nothing left except this, but now my mana is lost, I don't know if they can protect me, maybe it's just an ordinary tattoo.
I touched it lightly with my hand, and found that there was no rough texture, just like my whole piece of skin. It is not the time to study this now. After seeing that there were no claws on the ground around, I looked at the arm that was scorched by me again.
The tree sticks are almost burnt, and the ground is covered with charred maggot corpses. In fact, as long as they overcome their nausea against maggots, they will be nothing. But the miserable cry just now made me have to guard against it, indicating that there is someone or something unclean here, perhaps staring at me in a corner at this moment.
Just now it was a scream after being burned by my torch. In this case, I reignited a tree stick, holding the torch in both hands, and provoked deadly at the cats around him: "Come on, ghost Stuff, I'm here."
My behavior is not stupid, but I want to try, whether she dared to come out, if I was so provoked by someone weaker than myself, I would definitely come out and squat it.
After waiting for a while with fear and anxiety, nothing came to pay attention to me, and there were no more ghost claws sticking out from under my feet and in the walls.
Could it be that I just got burned? Although this ridiculous idea is a bit ridiculous, it is not impossible that the five elements inhibit each other. I don’t have the body of six yangs. She is either afraid of fire or the two snakes on my chest. There should be nothing else. Other possibilities.
Since she was already afraid of me, I was still cowering. My waist stood up straight up, holding torches in both hands, and walked over to the scorched arm.
"Ding...ding..." I rubbed the scorched arm lightly with a torch, and found that although it had been burned to the black, it was still very hard, and it was still hanging there. Human bones can’t be so hard, so with curiosity, I rubbed off the flesh little by little with a torch, wanting to see what is inside and how exactly it is inserted into the wall. between.
While I was cautiously rubbing off with the torch, I was always vigilant about the surrounding situation. "Brush...brush..." The burnt and crisp flesh was peeled off to the ground one by one, and the bones inside slowly began to come out.
But after taking a look, it really verified my guess. This arm is indeed not an ordinary arm. The bones inside are not bones at all. The color of the bones is white, but it is silver. It should be iron or Something silver.
After seeing the strangeness, I immediately used a torch to peel off all the remaining skin and flesh to the ground, completely removing the bones inside.
After processing the skin and flesh, what came into my eyes was not bony bones, but the shape was the shape of a human hand. Fingers, palms, forearms and back arms were all very clearly visible. The last joint extends into the wall.
No wonder it is so hard. Under the light of fire, it is not silver, but at least stainless steel.
"Clang...clang..." I tapped a few lightly with the torch, and the sound was very dull. It seems that this thing is still solid. If the whole piece is silver, it will cost a lot of money.
Fortunately, I am not greedy for money, and I am not a tomb thief, and it does not seem hostile to me, just a dead thing. Perhaps, the ground just came out and attacked my two claws, just to scare me away, let me not move this thing.
After thinking of this possibility, I was a little embarrassed. How can I say that this place is also someone else's site. I scorched their hands. They came out to warn me. That is understandable.
"Senior, I'm sorry, the younger generation is just passing by here. Please forgive me for the offense." After I finished speaking, I put down the torch in my hand, folded my palms and bowed respectfully to that arm.
Then, I picked up the torch and planned to move on. After all, the time had been delayed a lot, so I had to move forward quickly.
"Huh... Huh..." But as I turned and left, a strong wind suddenly rang from my back, and this strong wind didn't blow towards me, but sucked me away like a whirlpool.
Unexpectedly, I didn't expect such a situation at all. My whole body was like being pulled up by an infinitely powerful person, directly flying into the air and flying to my side.
Being impartial, without any difference, the strong wind directly sucked me towards that arm. Looking at the shiny silver, extremely hard arm, if I hit it like this, I wouldn't be directly stabbed through it. In panic, my instinct for survival directly raised the torch and pressed it towards the arm.
"Bang..." The wooden torch was directly smashed to pieces like a pebble hitting a rock. But the strong wind didn't stop there. My body continued to be sucked away. There was no way, so I had to raise my hand and prepare to use the palm of my hand to stabilize my body. Although a strong impact will definitely hurt me, it is better to hurt my arm than to lose my life.
"Pop..." Sure enough, when my arm first touched, the tingling sensation spread all over my body. It is estimated that the bones of the wrist must be injured, and a slight bone fracture should be the least.
But it finally stopped while still in my body, and the strong wind disappeared at this time. Fortunately, I want to quickly check the injury of my arm.
But when I was about to retract my arm, my hand and the silver hand seemed to be stuck with strong glue, and they couldn't move my arm.
"Fuck me! What a fancy thing." I couldn't help but explode in my heart, and then hurriedly exhausted my whole body's strength to pull my left arm. While tugging, I used the torch of my right hand to swipe the silver arm desperately, and shouted loudly in my mouth: "Let go, you tattered iron, let me go."
But when my torch touched it, I really realized what it means to not die or not to die. Whether it is silver or stainless steel, it is very heat conductive. When the torch touches it, the fiery temperature directly penetrates into my own arm.
"Ah..." I screamed in pain, and I already greeted the 18th generation of his family's ancestors. Fortunately, I was so polite to you just now, and now I am so good.
But the matter was not over yet. After the fiery sensation slowly faded, a strong thrust came from my arm, as if something was squeezing toward me. (End of this chapter)