Chapter 790

Healthy nutrients

Ah... The brain without parasites... Is such a healthy and abundant nutrient

When the two of them were still in the same place, the mother Wang's long, heavy sigh rang out in people's mind.

Lin Sanjiu turned his head and looked at sparan, and found that each other's faces were blue and white and ugly. Everyone who was brought to Shambhala was driven by parasites in the brain; Now MIM has become the first victim who has no parasites but is still eaten by his mother king.

The mother Wang's voice seemed too loud, so that Lin Sanjiu's mind was buzzing, and he couldn't hear the sound of the recorder at all.

For the first time... For the first time, absorb the brain without parasites

Great, great, it murmured, so fast, I'm so strong

After this sentence fell, the mother king stopped talking again. The voice in my mind stopped, but the earth cavity was still quiet and frightening.

The sound of the recorder didn't ring as Lin Sanjiu imagined.

Both of them were stunned. Their every move now can only be achieved through a struggle with themselves; Lin San paused, and then covered his eyes with one hand to avoid accidentally seeing his mother king. Then he quickly turned his head and glanced at him. Just now, under a struggle, the recorder was hit into the distance. At this time, she could only vaguely see that the tape in the fuselage seemed to stop rotating.

"Why is it silent?" Spaan asked in a low voice. He doesn't seem to know a tape recorder.

"... it seems that we need to rewind. Can you call your God mother out to remind us?"

"No, she can't be relied on - it's OK for a while. After a long time, she may start talking nonsense that no one can understand."

"Then I need to get the recorder," Lin Sanjiu hurriedly replied. As she said, she felt that her memory had a faint trend to drift away again - she realized that the two of them were now almost cornered.

"No way?" Spaan nodded his temples and asked slightly sideways.

"Soon," Lin Sanjiu sighed, "I don't know if it's because the parasite has been moving in my brain. It seems that the time I can keep memory is getting shorter and shorter. I have to --"

"No, wait first." Spaan stopped her in a low voice - he looked up at the painter and motioned to Lin Sanjiu; She immediately understood what he meant and nodded to the painter. The special human shaped object immediately sat down again and took out a blank canvas from her arms. He leaned over the easel so that they could see the scene on the canvas in real time.

When he began to smear on the canvas, Lin Sanjiu suddenly took a low breath. The blonde man asked softly, "how about forgetting?"

He got no reply. After a few seconds, Lin Sanjiu slowly raised his head and his eyes were blank - she just opened her mouth, and before she made a sound, spaan suddenly opened his mouth and interrupted her: "don't move, listen to me."

She stifled her neck, which had turned a little, and frowned at him.

Spaan's voice was clear and low, and he told her the current situation again in the most concise way.

"Are you impressed? OK," he raised his finger to the recorder in the distance, "when you go to get it, always pay attention to the movements of the mother king on the canvas. I'm going to start timing your memory."

What if he forgets himself in the process of keeping time?

Now is obviously not a good time to talk about it; Lin Sanjiu pressed down his doubts and rushed to the recorder while looking at the canvas - on the canvas, the mother king was the most inked: the brain occupied more than half of the earth cavity, but its dark red flesh color was still spreading under the painter's pen, and it seemed that it was about to touch the two small human shapes.

She has experienced so many doomsday worlds, and this is the first time she has encountered such a situation: she can't even look at her enemy, and she can't even think of fighting or attacking, and she can't even shoot a high wind behind her. The mother king's volume is too huge, and the [unfinished painting] can't absorb it, and spaan's special items must be at the cost of personal injury; The most urgent problem is her wandering memory that will disappear at any time.

Such a situation is not even the worst: at least the mother king has not released those purple black worms for the time being, and sucked them into their own cracks by the way.

Is there really a way to win?

She smoothly grabbed the recorder, patted the rewind button, and turned and rushed back - when spaan rushed up a few steps and grabbed her arm, Lin Sanjiu turned his head in a daze: "what, what's the matter?"

"Twelve seconds." When I looked closer, I found that there was a faint sweat on his forehead, and a few wisps of wet golden hair fell down, glittering with shimmering light. This time, spaan's explanation was urgent and fast, as if he was being chased by something - almost as his voice fell, he suddenly covered his forehead and hissed a cool breath from his teeth.

It's his turn to forget.

Every reminder can arouse a vague impression in their brain; It's just that this impression is getting weaker and blurred every time. Compared with a few minutes ago when MIM was still alive, Lin Sanjiu's memory has deteriorated at an alarming rate.

The window left for them to act is shrinking rapidly.

"Ten or twelve seconds?" Spaan pressed his forehead and gasped. "Just now you reminded me that it took at least... Sixorseven seconds?"

"Almost... We should hurry up to formulate a strategy the next time we recover our memory," Lin Sanjiu sighed anxiously, because she was constantly fighting with her will, which made her more impatient. "Otherwise, if it gets worse at this speed, there will always be a time when we forget it again before we finish listening to the recording."

Fortunately, the time when they lost their memory was different, so they could finally look after each other and not let each other look back - when Lin Sanjiu was awakened again, the painter also just finished his painting. A piece of soil flew from his feet and rushed straight into the painting, filling it completely; Both of them glanced at the painting and suddenly became dumb.

On the canvas outside the soil, a dark red brain, which was so big that it was almost breathless, was clinging tightly behind the two people, opening a deep crack towards them in the shadow. MIM's body was so thin that it could hardly be seen, leaving only a thin edge.

From the vivid picture, there is only an arm's distance between them and the crack on the mother king.

Even at this point, they could not raise the slightest idea of hurting it; The greatest resistance they can make is to run away. The painter seemed to be startled, and hurriedly rolled up the easel, picked up the bucket, and followed step by step.

They stopped in the shadow behind the container and finally breathed a sigh of relief; This breath did not wait to change, and then Lin Sanjiu once again ushered in amnesia.

The parasites in her brain also seemed to be fierce in her repeated confrontation - this time, when she suddenly fell into a daze, she thought for a moment that she had just separated from the gift bag and the soul queen, and had just been transmitted from the data flow library.

"... remember?" A familiar voice asked in his ear.

Lin Sanjiu blinked, and suddenly grabbed his arm: "I may have a way to deal with the mother king!"

"What?"

"This method, even if I remember it earlier, won't work... Give me all your weapons," she hurriedly asked, "and then I want you to repeat a description of my ability!"

Without hesitation, spaan put all the auction items of the Arsenal on the ground at one breath, which was more than one person high.

"The situation... The situation is different. I don't know whether it works, but I can only try!" Lin Sanjiu hurried to sparan before he lost his memory again, and finished all the instructions in one breath - the other party was obviously surprised, looking at Lin Sanjiu who was slowly confused in his eyes, and didn't say anything for a few seconds.

"So you know that man," he whispered, perhaps because he was aware of what was about to happen, and his voice sounded slightly trembling. "You have the ability to turn corpses into dolls and let them attack freely... That is, the ability of the puppet division in its early days."

The validity period of [Pygmalion collar] is full five minutes, which is too long for Lin Sanjiu's poor memory; Spaan reached out and touched her neck, stayed on the bandage for a few seconds, nodded and continued, "you want to make MIM's headless body... Into a doll, let him take weapons and attack the mother king for us."

When she suddenly understood the situation, she couldn't help sending out a trembling syllable from her throat. "The puppet master doesn't have headless puppets," spaan's voice sounded as distant and vague as the wind behind his ears. "So... We can only pray that they don't rely on their heads to run their bodies like people."

Lin Sanjiu closed his eyes tightly, not knowing that he had a few seconds left. But before her memory disappeared, she heard a regular footsteps, moving towards the direction of the container step by step from far to near - as if it was a century long, but also as if it was just a breath. The footsteps had come to the two of them.

She slowly opened her eyes and just saw a thin body in front of her - no head, only empty shoulders; The fracture was covered by messy flesh and clothing, which looked dark and unreal.

MIM, who had lost his head, still stopped walking and bent down as before, and selected a long black battle bag from a pile of hill like weapons.

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