Chapter 118 3.40 Peristaltic Intestines

Taking the initiative to enter a section of the intestine of the Great Old One was the craziest decision Loki had ever made in his life.

Just after "sliding" into the cave entrance, before he had time to confirm whether his companions behind him had caught up, Loki was immediately pushed into the intestine by two balls of squirming fat at the intestinal opening!

In the dark intestine, it was pitch dark. Before he had time to confirm where he was, a row of squirming flesh thorns under his feet had mercilessly torn Loki's shoes and pants on his legs! Blood spurted out, Loki used his strength to support the ball of slippery fat, and swung the axe to chop at the rows of squirming flesh thorns.

The axe that fully absorbed the spiritual energy was invincible when swung! The blood axe cut off a large piece of flesh granulation like cutting wheat. Unknown body fluids of yellow, white and red spurted out from the wound. But Loki was surprised to find that in the body of this giant beast, his blood could actually mix with the blood of the giant beast, creating a more powerful blood mist illusion!

This blood mist has even transcended red and turned into a deep dark purple! His body was bathed in it, and his wounds could be quickly healed. Not only that, even if he couldn't see with his eyes, he still had the power to sense the enemy's heartbeat within the blood mist.

Closing his eyes, he could "see" the strong muscles supporting the greasy fat, "see" the sharp thorns in different corners of the intestines, and even see the surging spiritual energy in the intestinal blood vessels and the direction of blood flow.

At the same time, his body was constantly generating more violent power!

Loki wielded the weapon in his hand tirelessly. In this deep darkness, he couldn't feel the passage of time. With abundant spiritual energy supply, he couldn't feel tired, hungry, or painful.

The only thing he could feel was that his heart was beating hard, sending boiling blood to every blood vessel in his body at a very fast speed.

With him as a pioneer in the front, his companions behind him should be safe and sound.

After an unknown amount of time, the sharp teeth-like granulations disappeared. The rest of the journey consisted of sections of muscle wrapped in fat. These muscles growing on the outer wall of the intestine were extremely hard. The muscles squirmed vigorously, using the lubricating fat on the outer wall to push Loki and the other five into the bottom layer of the intestine.

In the pitch-black intestine, it was impossible to sense the existence of time, and the overly hard muscles of the giant beast were completely beyond the resistance of mortals. Loki let himself be pushed down by layers of hard muscles, and he didn't know how much time had passed. Maybe it was a week, maybe it was a month. The squirming fat that was almost always in front of his face prevented him from wanting to speak.

Sound, in this weird Jedi, could not be transmitted at all.

Without the threat of sharp granulations, Loki was passively squeezed freely in the intestine. He slept and woke up, woke up and slept again, and lost count when he fell asleep for the 24th time. Although there was no immediate danger to his life, the thick purple blood mist seemed to have been absorbing the body fluids in the giant beast's intestines, and Loki had not woken up from the blood mist illusion.

Until this day, he sensed a power from other creatures.

Different from the purple psychic fluctuations of Leviathan. This was a dim yellow light. There was a large group of purple chaotic lines flying around him like locusts. Loki could sense that this group of yellow light was cutting through the thorns and trying its best to get close to him.

The psychic energy contained in this group of yellow light was completely different from the purple psychic energy generated in Leviathan's body.

This was obviously an organ that did not belong to Leviathan!

Loki only had a few minutes to hesitate. Humans were veritable microorganisms in Leviathan's intestines. Once this window was missed, the muscles of the outer wall of Leviathan's intestines would immediately push him into the deeper abdominal cavity. Loki made a prompt decision and picked up the blood axe and decided to break through the outer wall!

A knife cut into the soft and smooth fat, and the broad blade of the blood axe hooked the outer wall of the flesh and blood, leaving a support point for Loki. He stretched out his left hand to hold the gap tightly. With the other hand, he swung the blood axe and chopped the outer wall of the intestine frantically.

Within a few minutes, a hole of nearly 2 meters was cut on the outer wall of the intestine, which was unknown how wide it was.

The next thing was crucial. Loki stood at the mouth of the intestine and pulled his companions who slipped down one by one from the squirming flesh and blood. Only he could do this job, because only he could use the blood mist to sense the human heartbeat in the dark.

He had to concentrate, otherwise if he missed his companions and was pushed into the deeper intestine, it would inevitably mean complete death!

With a strong pull, the first person Loki pulled up was Old Gore.

"Boss, vomit!" Old Gore, who was as thick-skinned as he was, rolled in the intestine for an unknown period of time and couldn't help but vomit a large mouthful of clear water. In such a long time, the food in the stomach had long been digested. For an unknown period of time, he survived by swallowing the egg white-like body fluid in the intestines of Leviathan.

As an Old One, his body fluids contain a lot of spiritual energy. Therefore, ordinary people will not feel hungry after drinking it for a few days.

It is inevitable to feel nauseous. But in this case, he can still survive, and Old Gore can't ask for too much. As a Viking warrior, he only allows himself to die on the battlefield, not in the intestines of some disgusting monster.

The next person to be fished out was Saint Bishop Brother Lawrence Nightingale. Ever since he inserted the cross into the center of the lobby of the Lizardmen, this man has a bit of the meaning of "If you hear the truth in the morning, you can die in the evening."

The "feat" accomplished by Lawrence is truly "unprecedented, and there is a high probability that there will be no more in the future." Loki didn't know how far his "Holy Lord Christ" would advance his "Holy Light Sequence", but looking at him with his hands folded on his chest, he looked peaceful.

Just this calmness that comes from the bottom of my heart is completely different from before.

The last two people in the queue are Emma and Yum. In child form, Youmu is about the same height as Emma, ​​and he almost protects the fragile Emma on the back of his body. When they were fished out of the intestines together, Emma, ​​the "blind believer" with a mortal body, was already breathless. Lawrence gently touched her philtrum, felt that her heartbeat was still there, and summoned a flying Holy Spirit!

The Holy Spirit flew into Emma's eyebrows, and not long after, Emma spit out a large mouthful of turbid blood. Lawrence tapped her forehead again, and pale golden light flowed from his fingertips.

As soon as the holy light flowed into her consciousness, Emma immediately opened her eyes. Less than a minute later, she was able to stand up and move around.

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"Lord, if nothing else happens, I should be the 'Path of Holy Light' now, Sequence 3: 'Bishop of Light'"

Jump directly from sequence 8 to sequence 3! Holy Lord Christ moved forward for me 5 steps at a time!

"Haha! Yes, yes, His Highness the Holy Lord is so fucking generous!" Old Gore patted his shoulder hard, and at the same time couldn't help but sigh to himself why he didn't have such good luck.

As the Chosen One in the Hall of Valor, there is only one way to advance besides drinking the magic potion: picking up an ax to kill. The only joys in life of Asgard's chaotic gods are drinking and watching the brutal fighting among mortals.

All the people came ashore, and Loki closed his eyes and tried to feel the yellow light again. According to his guess about the distance, he was still several hundred meters away from the yellow light.

The middle distance is the thick outer wall of the intestinal tract of Leviathan.