Curse Back: From Demonic Hollow to Heroic Spirit Summoning.

Chapter 367: I've always wanted to remove the sutures, and finally I removed them

Yingzhi has always been curious about what the stitches on Zhenren’s body are.

Is it a decoration, a tattoo, or are there really traces of stitching?

The sutures of the noose have been removed, now it's time to remove the real person's.

The shadow that had just entered the ruins quietly moved behind the real person, and while he was still laughing wildly, it pierced his chest and hung him in the air.

"You are so bad that you are interested in other people's bodies."

Yingzhi paused. If it was a noose that said this... noose wouldn't work either.

The next second, a shadow gag was put on the real person's mouth.

"Well said, don't say it again."

Yingzhi's shadow split under Zhenren's feet, and then stood up from the ground like countless tentacles and wrapped around Zhenren's limbs.

The top of a shadow became as sharp as a knife.

Puff!

"Woo!"

The shadow knife pierced into the real person's face and cut to the side along the seam line.

The real person seemed to feel the pain, and began to struggle and twist his body frantically, trying to break free from the suppression of the tentacles.

Although real people can transform, shadows also have no fixed shape, so they can never escape.

"I see. Unlike the decorations on Suzuya Juzou's body, the stitches on your body are more like scars."

Puff, puff.

"Uuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuu"

Although the result had been obtained, Yingzhi did not stop. The sharp knife continued to cut the real person's body bit by bit along the suture line.

'What should we do next? Modify it like Yoshino Junpei, or make it into a bomb like Nanami?

Why don't we take them one by one? With your vitality which is stronger than cockroaches, you will definitely be able to hold on. Come on, Zhenren, I believe in you.'

The real person who was wailing suddenly trembled all over. He felt that the malice in Yingzhi suddenly surged.

"Uuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuu"

The real person struggled even harder.

"Let's start with Yoshino Junpei's portion."

Although there was an element of venting anger, Yingzhi didn't really just want to torture the real person.

He hoped that the real person could comprehend the development of the realm as it originally was in desperate situations and near death.

Although a real person without a domain is also good, it would undoubtedly be better to give it to Geto Suguru if he has a domain.

Anyway, it is not a difficult task for him, and he can also educate this little baby who is good at everything except being alive.

Thinking of this, a tentacle-like shadow stood up in the shadow behind Yingzhi.

The shadow aimed at the real person's body and flew out quickly.

puff.

The shadow pierced the real person's body with great precision, and trickles of blood began to flow out.

"Uuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuu"

The real person cried out in pain, not because of the shadow's piercing, but because he was already used to this level of pain.

This is because Eiji's huge amount of cursed energy is being injected into its body along with the shadow.

'Good, it's rising.'

To Yingzhi's surprise, his shadow filled up the real person in a short while.

"The mana has dropped so much, something is wrong."

Yingzhi noticed something strange, but did not stop his hands.

As the huge shadow continued to deform inside the real person's body.

The real person also had to change his shape according to the form of the shadow.

Kappa, frog, balloon, mascot, little devil...

The real body shows an amazing tolerance, as if it can accommodate any form.

Yingzhi became more and more addicted the more he played.

Tears of unknown emotion flowed from the corners of the real person's eyes.

In its words, it is called the sweat of the soul.

Just as Yingzhi was becoming more and more addicted to the game, another small snake covered with stitches crawled out from the ruins.

The little snake quietly circled to the side and back of Yingzhi, choosing an angle where its shadow was the weakest, then instantly changed back to its original form, and its pale palm touched Yingzhi's waist.

Snapped.

"Ok?"

There was a bone-chilling coldness in my palms.

The real person looked down and found that his hand was touching a shadow like armor through his clothes.

The next second, a big hand grabbed its head.

"I see. No wonder the spell above has so much less power. It turns out to be a clone."

"You noticed."

"Isn't that natural? Do you think you can keep any secrets from me?"

The shadow armor that originally only covered his body began to spread, and like Iron Man wearing a mask, Yingzhi was wrapped in shadow all over.

Bang.

Yingzhi punched Zhenzhen in the face.

The real person's facial features were sunken inward, and blood and teeth were flying everywhere.

But the real one couldn't escape because its head was held in Yingzhi's hand.

The real person continued to attack Yingzhi with both hands, but because of the isolation of the shadow, his technique of inaction transformation could not take effect.

"What should I do? Give up my head and run away? No, I can't escape that way."

An eye appeared on the real person's hand, taking in the situation of the two people.

"No, if I can't break through that shadow armor, my spell won't work. What should I do?"

Noticing that the real one's struggle suddenly weakened, Yingzhi looked towards its left hand that had stopped attacking.

puff.

Yingzhi raised two fingers to make a sword-pointing gesture, then quickly stabbed towards the eye of Zhenren's left hand.

“Wow…”

Before Zhenren's scream had finished, Yingzhi punched him in the face again.

"This won't work. You'll die. You'll definitely die!"

The severe pain stimulated the real person's thinking, and soon a new idea appeared in his mind.

"This guy uses his shadow as armor to cover his body. Can I transform my own body and build a layer of armor on the surface of my body to protect myself?"

The biggest problem that is bothering Zhenren right now is that he cannot break through Yingzhi's shadow armor in hand-to-hand combat.

If I could gain the ability to fight Yingzhi in hand-to-hand combat, then maybe I still have a chance.

The crazy transformation began.

The clone that had just been forced to change into various shapes had already demonstrated to the real person how strong and durable its body was.

Next, just be a little bolder.

Under the pressure of death and the madness of the real person, even if he did not hit the black flash, he still discovered the essence of his soul in the life-and-death crisis.

Puff, puff, snap, snap.

"what?"

Yingzhi found that the feeling of his fists hitting the real person was getting weirder and weirder. At first, it was still the softness of normal flesh, and occasionally there was warmth from the blood of the cursed spirit, but soon it felt like broken glass and a little prickly.

The punch just now was blocked.

"Transformation through inaction, killing everywhere is the spirit body."

In an instant, the real person's physical strength and muscle power were unprecedentedly improved, and strong armor-like muscles spread all over the body.

This body of muscles is not only strong but also enhances the beauty of the muscles themselves.

Two sharp blades appear at the elbows of both arms. One can imagine how dangerous and deadly it is when a real person uses elbow techniques.

A long tail behind it was gently tapping the ground.

The real person showed a cruel expression, as if he wanted to fight back against everything that had just happened, but he unexpectedly found that Yingzhi not only did not act as if he was facing a great enemy, but was a little happy instead.

After seeing the real person killing the spirit, Yingzhi's first reaction was: Oh, there is an unexpected gain.

My second reaction was: This sandbag is really thoughtful. When I get tired of hitting it with it, it will actively change to a shape that feels better.