Blue and White Society Chapter 212

  Chapter 212 I messed up

  Instructors, why did they entangle with the wool monster for a long time, and they couldn't get the contents?

  The main reason is that the forced sneezing seriously suppressed their strength. Under the unreasonable sneezing, they had to exercise vigorously, and their strength could not be exerted at all. Instead, the more they hit, the more they hurt themselves.

  Another reason is that it is difficult to find shelter. Humans are different from catfish. Humans have minds and can use their specialties. Catfish has no self-concept. What it was originally, remains the same after transformation, but the material has changed.

  But the tattooed monster knows to change the position of his stomach, because he can't die anyway, and his death depends only on whether the contents are still in his stomach.

  Even if he is beaten to the point where he is left with only a pair of sweater pants, the legs of the sweater pants are the feet, the knees are the stomach, the waistband is the head, and the waistband is the arms...

  Because of these many constraints, the instructors could not stop fighting for a long time, saying that they were trying to take back the contents, but in fact they were just holding back the opponent.

  In the end, the missiles will wash the ground and die together, and the contents will be left for the living members to recover.

  However, all of this was reversed under Mo Poor's overwhelming army.

   Really thought you could change the position of the contained object in the body, but couldn't find it?

  Mo Poor is a master at finding things. He initially thought of ways to make money. From searching for people to hunting for treasures, he relied on his abilities.

  The ball of wool was the first thing he found, and he went into the water to find it. He was able to find it out of the lake so quickly, so he had already remembered its appearance.

  Even though it's been so long and I've slept all day, my memory is still fresh.

Training on Limit Island, he has sharpened his memory. This is not an ordinary thing, but a contained thing. There is no reason for Mo Poor to memorize it casually. Naturally, he seriously imprinted it on his memory. in memory.

  At this moment, no matter where the object is hidden in the body, if Mo Poong shoots down, as long as he thinks, it will be extremely accurate, and it will hit the object "just right".

  Mo Poor was naturally not too good. He fired several shots at the tattooed monster's head, shoulders, and waist.

  Besides being resentful about the tattoo, I also secretly breathed a sigh of relief: It really was a trick.

  He hurriedly shifted the contents, but the act of covering his **** just now made Yi Bo see the clue.

   "Mo Poor! You just hit the contents of his body!" Yi Bo said.

   "Hmm... But the place must be changed now." Mo Poor said.

  Yi Bo smiled and said: "Your marksmanship is too accurate, if he can't even touch the gun, then he is no threat. Come with us and shoot intensively! Maybe it will have a miraculous effect!"

  One gun is useless, what about ten guns?

  Under intensive strafing, the barrage bombarded the tattooed monster, which was powerful enough to smash him into pieces.

  Before, they couldn't do this because there were too many enemies, but now the rebel army has been defeated by Mo Poor, and they were dispersed by the enemy's own domain.

  Most of them were already dead, and a small part was forced to squat in the corner by Alexander and the others with guns.

   Now there is only one enemy, and the range has been reset, so they can free up their hands and shoot the tattooed monster at close range.

  Especially now that the tattoo monster doesn't even have a gun, so he can't fight back, so he can only be surrounded and killed by Darwin's team empty-handed.

  Under the intensive barrage bombardment, the tattoo monster's wool was flying, so he could only hide behind a big rock.

"Um?"

  Mo Poor watched carefully from a high altitude, the tattooed monster was hiding behind a big rock, grabbing the corpse and stuffing it into his body!

  He was already in dilapidated condition, just like a rag doll, now the corpse was stuffed in, and the open wound was chewing and swallowing like a mouth.

   "Huh? This guy, he's eating corpses?" Mo Poor asked in surprise.

   "What?" Everyone was shocked, what is this for?

  They won't think that the other party is crazy, eating their own corpses must have something to do with the containment.

   "Is the corpse transformed into wool?" Yi Bo asked.

   Mo Poor stared, and saw that the parts of the corpses stuffed into the body had really transformed into wool. His limbs and organs are switched arbitrarily. When the feet are hands, the place where the hands are is the feet; when the head is the stomach, the place where the stomach is is the head. And once it becomes a wooly substance, it means that it can be controlled like controlling hands and feet, so as to make room for more corpses to be stuffed in.

   Just like that, the tattooed monster's stomach kept rolling wool, like a disgusting flower bud constantly blooming, spreading around the stomach, delivering more and more wool substances.

   As a result, his volume became more and more bloated, and the capacity of the cut stomach became larger and larger.

  There were corpses everywhere on the ground, and relying on his immortality, he dissected his stomach and swallowed his corpse.

  When the biomass comes into contact with the contents in the stomach, it seems to be judged as the meat eaten by people, and it is regarded as a part of the human body, and it is transformed into a mixture of wool and yarn.

  As his body gets bigger and bigger, he doesn't need to chew anymore, just deliver it directly to his stomach. A lot of supplements make him swell!

   "...Yes, other people's corpses have become his flesh in the form of wool, and he is making himself bigger!" Mo Poor immediately said what he saw, while shooting at the monster continuously.

"Cut! Although they have few storage items, they also know how to use the storage items at any cost. This group of people can always think of ways to use the storage items to the limit. If this thing is taken away by them, it must be raised. A super monster is not allowed. Moreover, that monster has a bigger and bigger domain, making it impossible for living beings to get close." Yi Bo said quickly.

  No matter how big the monster becomes, it won't show more hands and feet, but the expansion of its size also means that it is more difficult to find out what is contained in its body.

  If he swells to a height of hundreds of meters, missiles will not easily blow him into fly ash, unless strategic-level warheads are used, or more intensive continuous bombing is used.

   Fortunately, he didn't have time. With his efficiency, he could eat dozens of corpses at most before the missile arrived.

   But even so, this method is enough to make the rifles of a dozen or so people on one's side shoot at him, unable to disperse him.

"Da da da!"

  Yi Bo and other instructors, plus Chris and the others jumped into the air, avoiding the block of stones, and shot at the monster in front of them. But they didn't have many bullets, and they ran out quickly.

  The tattoo monster is already more than three meters tall, with a bloated belly, and it is still expanding.

  Because there were too many corpses on the ground, even if he pounced on the ground and his stomach turned into hands, he could still push the bullets into the corpses.

  The body was smashed and the wool was smashed, but it didn't help. After all, it has nothing to do with whether the body is intact or not. It just has the property of transforming biomass into wool mixture, and this feature can only be triggered in the stomach of an animal.

  The tattooed monster took a fancy to this, and fulfilled the condition by devouring corpses. In this way, it multiplied itself in a disguised form, turning itself into a huge stitching monster that can constantly mix corpses to replenish wool.

  If it is true what Yi Bo said, what kind of sect has obtained the containment and will wantonly let it inflate.

  Then this monster is too terrifying. With its ever-expanding body, its ever-spreading effects, it can move freely, and it also possesses human intelligence. This is simply a weapon to destroy the world.

  Mo Poor gritted his teeth, just a storage object used for practice, the security level in the company is at most Beta level, in the hands of careerists, there can be such a big hidden danger!

  People... are the most dangerous.

   "But it's over. There's still one minute until the missile arrives. He's just a battle of the trapped beasts in the end, and he has no chance to develop slowly after all." Mo Poor said.

   "No, I can't stop him from rushing towards him with his current size!" Yi Bo said solemnly.

   Sure enough, as soon as he finished speaking, he saw the tattoo monster rushing towards him.

   "He must be blocked!" Yi Bo said.

   "Don't! There must be a bomb in the body, and he ate so much, he must have secretly hidden some bombs in his body instead of turning them into wool. He just wants to die with us!" Arnold said.

  Mo Qiong said in a daze: "What? There are bombs?"

   "There are precedents for this. These rebels are just pawns. Based on my understanding of the sect, bringing these thousand people here is definitely not for them to fight with a gun!" Arnold said.

   "That can't be ignored, there is a mountain wall behind us, no matter what we can't let him go." Yi Bo squinted his eyes and said.

  Arnold said: "Mo Poor, you are the only one who has bullets now, just shoot randomly, we don't know where he hides the bomb, but as long as you can hit one, you can detonate him!"

   "Understood! I will definitely detonate him!" Mo Poor immediately put his sniper rifle on the air beside him, and pointed his dual assault rifles at the ground!

   "Isn't this luck?" Yi Bo didn't have much hope, he knew that Mo Poor's marksmanship would surely hit most of the bullets on the tattooed monster.

   But as long as tattoos are not stupid, bombs must be scattered and hidden.

  Even if all the bullets hit the tattooed monster, it still depends on luck to detonate the bomb. There is not much time, and Arnold's idea is just to see his face.

   "If you miss, forget it. When the time comes, you all disperse, and I'll make him explode." Yi Bo said.

  Mo Poor didn't speak, and shot directly.

   "Bang bang bang bang!"

  Mo Poor held an assault rifle in both hands, and shot wildly at the ground.

  The bullets drew tracks in the night sky and sank into the body of the tattooed monster.

  He was beaten to pieces of wool, and he just laughed and said, "It's useless! These bombs are specially made, and the bullets can't be detonated!"

   "Let's die together! Blue and white dog!" The tattooed monster rushed up excitedly.

   "What!" Arnold was stunned, thinking that not only they could predict the intentions of the cult, but the cult could also predict their intentions, and the other party had been making progress.

   But at this moment, the tattooed monster stopped laughing, suddenly stopped and covered his lower body, and even rolled on the ground, as if trying to avoid bullets.

  Yi Bo and the others were taken aback for a moment. You must know that the tattooed monster has always been not afraid of bullets and allowed himself to be shot, but now he is dodging bullets?

  But wherever the bullets could be avoided, Mo Poor's guns would hit him. No matter how he rolled or turned over on the ground, bullets would fall from the sky and hit him.

  The tattoo monster even condensed his hands and raised them up, trying to cover them.

  But the bullets shot down mercilessly, piercing through the palms and blasting into the body.

   Hit the neck for a while, hit the stomach for a while, and hit the feet for a while!

   This guy with a hammer here and a stick here seems to be hitting blindly, but in fact, he almost hit the containment with a gun!

   "How is it possible!" No one knows how much threat Mo Poor is posing to him now than the tattoo monster.

  One shot hits the contained object, and it may not be able to get it out of the body, but if the gun hits, the contained object will continue to be stressed, and it will no longer be able to hide.

  He was shot once, immediately changed the position of the containment, but was shot again, changed again, and got shot!

   Continuous bullets are coming, the tattoo monster is desperate!

   "What kind of luck is this? I don't believe it! I don't believe it!" The tattoo monster shouted, but suddenly froze.

   "Pfft..." The elastic ball of wool was automatically blasted from the thigh, fell to the ground, rolled for a while and then stopped.

   "Ah!" Everyone exclaimed, the contents fell out? Then he is dead!

   Sure enough, the moment the contained object separated from itself, the tattooed monster stopped moving, lying on the ground deformedly, like a work of art, lifeless.

  Arnold said in astonishment: "You actually knocked out the contents?"

  Mo Poor was also shocked and said, "Huh? I beat him up...he died?"

  Yi Bo was silent for a while, then suddenly shouted: "Mo Poor!"

   Mo Poor's heart skipped a beat, and he hummed.

  Seeing Yi Bo yelling: "You are so outstanding!"

  Mo Poor: "..."

  (end of this chapter)

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