Chapter 632 He won't do that
He knew that this was the only way he could survive now.
He must seize this opportunity!
Otherwise, based on his understanding of that demon, he would definitely die in extreme pain!
But after hearing this, Linn smiled.
He flexed his wrist.
Because it made him involuntarily think of the scenes that threatened decent people in various movies he had seen on Earth.
They usually start with "what if" and "what will happen to me".
And decent people, after becoming incompetent and furious, will most likely agree and let the advantages they have established be destroyed bit by bit.
Linn smiled and moved her wrist.
But in the eyes of Dr. 315, this scene made his heart feel cold.
"Don't worry, of course I won't kill you."
Lin En rubbed his temples, took a breath, and then flicked his right hand. With a brushing sound, an orange-red monomolecular sword was instantly thrown out by him.
The blazing temperature greatly increased the temperature of the entire first chamber!
Why is it so familiar? !
(molar)
Why does this sword look so familiar? !
Silver Fantasy gritted his teeth, clenched the blade in his hand with great anger, and looked at the bastard in boxers with murderous eyes.
This reminded her of her previous humiliating experience.
【bite! Silver Fantasy hates you +10]
【bite! Silver Fantasy’s anger towards you +12]
Lin En moved his wrist and slowly adjusted the fire-attributed single-molecule sword in his hand to the appropriate size. He opened his eyes and said:
"Miss Omnic, come and enchant my sword with your father's root power. We will attack from the front and back to drill a hole for his soul."
Dr. 315's face instantly turned pale.
But before he had time to speak, Silver Fantasy gritted his teeth and said in a low voice:
"This sword is mine!"
Lin En was startled, put his ear close, and said in surprise: "Miss Omnic, what did you say? I didn't hear clearly, please speak louder!"
【bite! bite! bite! 】
With the system prompts constantly ringing in her ears, Silver Fantasy forcibly suppressed the raging anger in her heart. Knowing that now was not the time to fall out with him, she stared at him fiercely, looking at his dead pig-like look that was not afraid of boiling water. With a "confused" look, it was obvious that he had selectively forgotten what happened before.
She had a cold face, but in the end she stretched out her hand and gave the sword in his hand a little of the little protective power she had given her by the God of All Machines.
moment.
The orange-red single-molecule sword lit up a dazzling light curtain.
Linn waved with satisfaction, smiled slightly, and then his eyes fell on the pale Dr. 315 again.
"Doctor, you may not know that the last thing I like is threats, and I don't really need you to help me open any Roush subspace. I am used to being independent. After I destroy your soul, I will Little by little, I’ll search for what I want from the fragments of your soul.”
"As for your space, it doesn't matter. When I go back, I will ask Sir Egwene to help me crack it."
He didn't say a word, but Dr. 315 felt a chill on his back.
And after he finished speaking.
He was already covered in cold sweat.
"Are you ready?" Lynn asked.
Dr. 315 trembled suddenly, immediately raised his head and trembled: "Wait a minute..."
Puff, pew, pew —
"ah--!!"
One after another, the shrill screams resounded throughout the first chamber along with the melting of the back of the head.
Because the sword in Lin En's hand has a fire attribute effect, the extreme high temperature melted his brain instantly after being inserted into the back of his head. Coupled with his own passive skills that can bring pain to others, it is even more It is to sharply increase this pain.
"Hey, I seem to have inserted it in the wrong position. I'm sorry, but you also know it. After all, this is my first time. It's not that easy to find the right position."
"But don't worry, I can treat you for free. I do have some good flesh-proliferating potions in my hand."
Then Linn thoughtfully opened a bottle of potion and poured it into his Tianling Gai.
Accompanied by the rapid growth of flesh and blood.
His brain quickly returned to its original slimy state, and he thoughtfully sprouted a bunch of tiny tentacles.
"Come again!"
呲呲呲呲呲——
"Ahhhhhhh!!!"
The scream of extreme pain sounded like an explosion again.
【bite! 315 Doctor’s fear of you +20]
【bite! 315 Doctor’s fear of you +31]
"This... I'm extremely sorry. That time it was to the right, and this time it is to the left. You also know that for a novice, even if it is inserted, it will easily slide to other places."
"But it doesn't matter. I still have a lot of potions. We can do it a few more times."
【bite! Doctor 315’s sanity value is -15! 】
With that said, Lin En repeated the operation just now. When he was about to take action again, he raised his head and looked at the hesitant Silver Fantasy opposite him, tilted his head and said:
"Miss Omnic, why don't you move? Are you afraid of dirtying your clean little hands?"
Silver Fantasy's back of the head exploded with a big "╬".
She knew.
He wanted to drag her down with him.
But Silver Fantasy didn't want to pay attention to him this time, just stood there coldly.
Lin En shrugged and ignored him. After adjusting his position, he stabbed hard from behind. With Dr. 315's sharp scream, the orange-red single-molecule sword instantly pierced into the soul container in his brain.
"Now? Doctor, are you still not going to say it?"
Lin En squatted and asked with a smile.
"You are dreaming!" His eyes were filled with blood, and he roared in pain with his eyes wide open.
Lin En nodded with a smile, knocked on his skull, and said, "Very good, I like your unruly look."
Said.
He released the orange-red monomolecular sword that was dangling inside, walked around and came to the front of him, then stretched out his hand to the sword in Silver Fantasy's hand, and said casually:
"If you don't want to move, then let me do it, and you just watch from the side, Mechanical Ji."
Silver Fantasy stared at him coldly.
Not wanting to make any communication with him.
Lin En took the monomolecular sword in her hand, walked to the front, smiled and aimed at the position of the forehead, and said:
"Doctor, this is the last chance. If you don't cooperate, I won't keep it this time. I will stab you with all my strength. If I accidentally crush your soul, I can only say sorry to you."
Dr. 315's face was pale, and his eyes looking at him became more and more trembling and frightened.
No!
No!
He won't do this!
