??Chapter 455: 257 Fighter with three tis the muscle density (6000)_3
Chapter 455: 257 Fighter with three tis the muscle density (6000)_3
If pushed this hard, even an elephant would be torn in half.
On the ground, Dino’s feet had sunk deep into it.
Creak, creak, creak…
Directly opposite him, a series of sounds ca from the joints of Casio’s arms, which were being pulled, sounding like the operation of chanical gears.
It sounded like the harbinger of a body about to collapse.
But, in the end, no such scenario happened that Dino wanted to see. Casio’s seemingly frail body held out, and the terrifying pulling force vanished like a clay ox entering the sea.
It was abruptly absorbed by this body, leaving no trace.
“Why…” Dino’s mouth was slightly open, seeing a cold, pale face staring at him from only ten centiters away.
Casio’s eyes were so red that they appeared hot, like two burning sparks. A heavy roar suddenly exploded from the position of his right heart, like the engine of a heavy machine starting. This exotic heart began to beat at an astonishing rate of five hundred tis per minute.
His slender figure swelled violently, shattering his clothes into pieces. Vein-covered dark muscles spread like a gasping bull, and the fair hands that were originally arm wrestling with Dino transford into palms as big as grinding discs. Small black snakes squird under the skin, they were bursting blood vessels.
In the form of the demon idol, Casio was two ters tall, his muscles bulged high, each piece as if cast in steel. The heat radiating from the running muscles in an instant enveloped Dino like a scorching magnetic field, and large shadows cast by the moonlight completely covered him.
“Why? Because looking at , you think I’m skinny? So you assud you’d have the upper hand in terms of strength? That’s because my muscle density is three tis that of an average fighter!”
In Dino’s instantly horrified gaze.
Casio’s abnormal muscular arms fiercely tore in both directions. The force roared at the speed of light along the muscle lines, like a terrifying flood rushing out of a sluice gate.
“Ah! Damn it!”
Dino scread, his Dead Blood healing ability advanced to the Indestructible level, but he also had a sense of pain.
This is, in fact, a form of evolution.
He now only felt his shoulders trembling, as if two heavy trucks were racing in opposite directions on either side of the road.
About to rip Dino himself into two halves!
Tear!!!
Two bloody arms were torn off, along with a large part of the shoulder. A few blood vessels still stretched like threads from the side of the white skeleton before ruthlessly breaking apart in the next second.
The Iron Fist, condensed with imnse force, slamd harshly into Dino’s chest.
He was sent flying diagonally like a skateboard sliding haphazardly on water. The cent ground under his back cracked inch by inch.
He plowed a nearly ten-ter-long dent in the ground along the way.
With a sigh…Casio breathed out white air from his mouth and nose, looking at the other side: “This is the consequence of being overconfident and looking down on your opponent…”
Actually, Dino’s thinking was not wrong, he had a strong physique and could heal himself even if he made mistakes.
But unfortunately, he encountered Casio. The Secret Martial Art of the demon idol he mimicked was that of a dark creature, a demon idol. It’s a terrifying body-oriented single-combat dark creature, unique.
After the body reshaping tamorphosis, Casio’s muscle density reached an exaggerated level. Underneath the deceptive appearance was terrifying brute force, plus a full-out burst in the state of the demon idol.
Even the president of the Blood Spirit Association would have a hard ti rescuing Dino.
Cough, cough, cough… From the pit, Dino flipped himself up, he had lost both arms, his chest was sunken, exposing white bone stubs.
“Your strength is indeed far beyond my imagination, but…”
Dino sneered, confidence radiated from his eyes. He shrugged his shoulders, spreading a surge of feverish warmth throughout his body.
“Huh?!”
As expected, two new arms did not grow quickly as he imagined. The scene where the bones and muscles condense into new arms did not appear.
The reality was two flesh buds trying to extend outward but were torn apart by an unknown force.
This repeated, making it difficult to produce new arms.
Casio did not rely rip off Dino’s hands, he also punched him in the chest. That punch, he injected all the Deathfang power from the eleven acupuncture points in his body.
The cost was that there was no Deathfang power to use for a short ti.
The effect was that Dino’s self-healing ability was canceled for a short ti!
Dense Deathfang power spread all over his body, countering the super speed healing energy emitted by Dead Blood. This was the force that Casio tested could make two hundred Incorruptibles lose their self-healing power. Even if it t an Indestructible, it could hold on for a while.
And during this ti when Dino lost both hands and his self-healing ability. Casio would have the absolute initiative.
He would not waste a single second!
Bang, bang, bang!
Casio turned into a shadow and stord towards Dino. Dino, who lost his arms, had to forcefully use the power of Dead Blood to form half-transparent red arms in place of his limbs.
Compared to the physical body, these blood arms were very fragile.
And Dino’s blood even contained tiny amounts of Deathfang power, resulting in them being even more fragile as if they were infested by bugs.
On the ground, the two figures engaged and clashed heavily. The collision of the forces ford clear, violent shock waves, like ripples on a shimring water surface, as if the air was rippling.
In the air, continuous blocking sounds exploded. Dino’s blood-colored arms shattered upon collision, he had to condense them again, consuming a large amount of source energy. Circles of white air waves scattered in the air, mixed with red debris.
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