The Wasteland Survival System and Dogs

Decapitation can be reborn.

This singular ability should not appear in people.

It has an effect like the rebirth of a gecko's tail docking, and a brand new head has grown in the position that should have been empty.

A little sticky blood is still hanging on Elena's cheek. Like a baby bird that just broke out of its shell, the red and white thick sticking to the hair that has not yet grown, and then the bald head, makes people feel disgusted out of thin air.

"There is an old saying in the far east, I believe you should have heard it, sir."

"It's so-called not to be indecent, please...try my hospitality too."

The intense pain came from all parts of Jing'an, which also gave him a more intuitive understanding of his own situation.

If you don't get rid of it as soon as possible...There is no doubt that it will definitely cause some'irreparable' terrifying consequences.

Elena didn't have any reason to keep her hands on him.

Subconsciously want to use the way of driving the characteristic ability to form a power comparison with Elena.

As long as she can break free of the restraints on either side, and then can make herself have a focus, Jing'an will have enough confidence to retreat all over her body.

But the truth is cruelly desperate.

The energy position that seemed to be like a whale still existed. With this as the premise, Jing'an's characteristic abilities had a clear sense of blockage at this time. It was just a state that can be perfectly switched with one thought, but at this time it takes a few seconds to buffer.

But at this moment, I can't spare such free time anymore.

Just a few seconds of neutral, offense and defense have been swapped.

But before Jing An said something, the seven waving arms suddenly exerted strength. The blue veins on the tight and thin arms were exposed, and even the expression of Jing'an became abnormally distorted at this time.

The sharp pain of cramping and peeling skin almost made Jing'an's thoughts trance at this moment.

Both arms and both thighs were severely stuck, and then pulled in their respective directions. There seemed to be some subtle sounds floating in Jing'an's ears-that was the echo from his body.

The bones are being pulled and rubbed hard, and the flexible muscle fibers are gradually broken. At this time, they are sending signals of crisis to the brain one after another.

Aisha and the others who stood aside suddenly changed their complexions, because they had already anticipated what a shocking scene would appear.

"stop!"

"do not want……"

Either panic or angry emotions did not affect Elena's movements.

Therefore, straightforward actions are more convenient than words.

At this moment, the old ice lolly, who was dazzled by the strong emotions, allowed the wild to take over the body.

It is the absolute representation that the body is faster than the brain.

The forelimbs that had not yet fully healed stepped on the ground alternately, shaking the gauze wrapped around them one after another. Yin Hong's blood stained all the way up, leaving traces of cherry blossom-like spots on the pure white snow.

"Roar……"

The two juxtaposed hearts are beating together at this time, undergoing frequent contractions, turning the energy accumulated during this time into blood and sending them to the limbs and torso, bringing maximum support to the old ice lolly.

The figure rushing towards Elena, at this moment, exerted an extraordinary speed far beyond normal. If a yellow-black meteor flashed in the sky, it had already rushed to Elena in a short while.

The long kiss like a crocodile spread in the air, and the roaring heartbeat of an engine turned into a low roar. Ling Ling's wind and snow couldn't hinder him for a while, and finally he was sucked into the deep mouth together.

The intense emotional fluctuations gave the old popsicle an unprecedented ultimate experience. Only at this moment, his speed was stretched to the extreme, and he could even approach Jing'an with full firepower.

It was like a thunderbolt exploding from behind, and in the time like a freeze-frame painting, the old popsicle slipped over Elena's back and floated straight out for tens of meters before it could land.

The speed is so fast that even those involved will not have time to react in the future.

Subsequently, the gears of time began to bite again.

I only heard a popping sound. On Elena's back, there was a prismatic wound with the width of a palm.

Bone can be seen deep in this crack, and even a thick spine was cut. If someone can observe closely at this time, they can even see the peristaltic muscles, the slightly trembling blood vessels, and the beating heart.

Such an exaggerated wound broke the balance of the body almost instantly. The turbid red blood only paused slightly, and immediately poured out. Driven by the inner loop, these bright paintings were pushed, splashing onto the surrounding ruins, adding a bit of blood.

The skin that Jing An had taken so hard to tear apart fell into the hands of the old popsicle, but it was so vulnerable.

This is the rational use of interphase.

The blood-red skin can withstand extra-spec level pulling, and even exhibit extraordinary toughness. But after encountering the sharp teeth like a dagger, they seemed so vulnerable.

The old popsicle's white canine teeth croaked, and the moment it touched the outer skin, it broke open in an instant, and then pulled out a deformed crack.

It feels as smooth as a hot knife cuts into butter.

Starting from the waist, spanning the entire back to the deep scar under the right neck, the internal bones and organs in it were also mixed into a mass of rotten meat, and it flowed out along the wound at this time. Become a nameless filth draped on the body.

Missing organs and bleeding profusely.

No matter what kind of situation appears to ordinary people, they should completely lose their ability to act.

But Elena just turned her head halfway, and raised her eyebrows slightly towards the old popsicle on the side.

"Oh..."

As a humble existence, this hound's performance is worthy of praise.

But it's just that.

"Tired? How many times can you continue an attack like this?"

Under heavy panting, the old popsicle's long tongue was sticking out. The crystal liquid dripped from it, and a crystal silk thread was hanging in front of him.

The price of extraordinary performance is liquidated at this moment.

His chest began to shrink violently, and his entire muscles issued a warning of overspending at this moment. The structure covered with hair and not rich in sweat glands prevents the old popsicles from being able to dissipate the high temperature backlash caused by the detachment force.

The footsteps became vain, and his thoughts began to dazzle.

The old popsicle only felt that his mind had begun to dizzy from time to time, and even his eyes showed a subtle tendency to spread. It was just a trance, Elena's figure in front of him had split into three.

It seems that just standing in place, has exhausted the last trace of his physical strength.