The King of Curses

Chapter 89: Wrestling with the Devil
“…Not deep enough!”

Cen Dongsheng put his hands together and stabbed the mandrill's neck, but found that the beast's muscles were too thick. His fingertips that penetrated into the flesh only touched fibrous tissue, but no important blood vessels or nerves.

The reason why he jumped onto the arm and ran all the way to the mandrill's head was very simple: he was targeting the possible artery in the neck.

Mandrill is a demon, and a demon transformed from a monster. It has biological characteristics and naturally has weak points, which is different from ghosts.

Although I'm not sure whether it's the same as humans or primates, there must be a "bridge" buried nearby that supports the connection between the brain and the body, right?

What he wants to find is a similar key point.

At this time, a window opened on its neck, and the enraged mandrill began to move active, shaking violently. Cen Dongsheng used his hand knife to firmly fix his body and did not fall.

"!"

He looked up and saw that a corner of the stone building was approaching.

Cen Dongsheng didn't dodge or evade, but just ran headfirst into it.

"Boom!"

Smoke and dust rose up, and the entire stone pillar was knocked down by the mandrill.

For him, smashing rocks is just a little painful.
The mandrill seemed to be very aware of this and knew that it could not get the "little bug" down in this way.

So, its next move was to raise its hand and swat it towards him like it was swatting a fly.

Cen Dongsheng's pupils contracted slightly.

The air current surged wildly and violently, with great momentum. He had no doubt that the slap of the mandrill was enough to split the mountain and crack the rocks. If it hit him, at least...

Some internal organs will be broken. As for bones, it is not certain.

After all, he has the "immortal bones" on him. This power not only has the special ability to bring the dead back to life, but also has the passive effect of strengthening the bones; in other words, the reason why he can be resurrected is because of this skeleton.

The power of the tiger demon strengthened his body as a whole, but the most exaggerated thing was the metallic bones inside. Even he himself found it difficult to measure how hard this thing was. He only knew that as his level as a curse master increased, its hardness continued to increase.

Cen Dongsheng is not afraid of death, so naturally he is not afraid of being injured, but this does not mean that he has to take every attack from the enemy.

Being injured here would definitely affect the subsequent battles... Before he could think, his body had already subconsciously reacted by dodging.

Just as he was about to pull out his arm, a new idea came to his mind.

By the way, when people swat mosquitoes to death, their mouthparts may break off inside.

His mind raced as Cen Dongsheng stopped his instinct and stayed where he was.

He did not dodge, but instead exerted force with his arm again, cutting a cut in his flesh.

"boom!"

The slap was so solid that the mandrill was slightly startled and felt the touch coming from the palm of the hand.

What kind of person is so stupid that he would rather get slapped than avoid it?

If it were an ordinary flesh and blood body, this violent blow would be enough to smash the opponent into a meat paste.

But the blow just now, rather than flattening the person, was more like...smashing something into the body...

The mandrill quickly realized what was happening.

A pain several times more intense than before came from the neck, and it did not just stay in that area, but quickly spread throughout the body along the nerves.

It found that half of its body and one of its arms had become sore and weak, as if it was paralyzed and could not move; at the same time, it felt a strange twisting sensation at the front of its spine, and the "bug" was still drilling into it!
The mandrill was shocked and angry, and immediately raised one hand and scratched the wound on his shoulder.

His fingers dug deep into the pool of blood, but he didn't catch anyone. The villain had already dived deeper!
The mandrill ignored the pain and used all its strength to tear apart the skin and flesh inside that part. It dug out the entire mass of flesh and nerve tissue, and then threw it hard towards the ground in the distance.

"boom!"

There was a pit of neither shallow nor deep on the ground of the stone palace, and there were spider-web-like cracks nearby.

“Bah…Bah bah bah!”

Cen Dongsheng, whose body was covered in blood, staggered to his feet from the flesh and blood.

Although he looked miserable, the corners of his mouth were slightly raised as he looked at the giant beast in the distance.

One of its arms was hanging down, as if it couldn't use any strength; the leg on the same side couldn't support itself either, and it looked a little limping.

The initial attack was successful and effective, directly crippling half of the opponent's body.

The battle with the vine monster some time ago gave him experience in fighting large enemies, and also gave him some inspiration. These big guys with thick skin and flesh always have weaknesses inside their bodies.

Unfortunately, even with the help of the mandrill's slap, he still didn't dig deep enough and didn't have time to destroy its entire movement center...

I wasn't feeling well either. After being slapped hard and then thrown to the ground, I felt a little dizzy.

Despite this, he still tried to keep his toes steady, stood there like a tumbler, and waved at it in the distance.

The injured mandrill was already furious. It understood the villain's provocation, its pupils suddenly turned red, and it pounced on him with a roar.

This time, Cen Dongsheng still did not dodge.

He raised his hands in a defensive stance.

"Hahaha……"

The human body collides with the demon's fist.

There is a huge difference in body shape between them, and the size of their hands is naturally even greater.

But he did not give in. He tensed his muscles and took the punch head-on, while keeping his feet on the ground like a rooted tree, resisting the continuous force from above.

Cen Dongsheng noticed that the mandrill in front of him was a good target because it was of the same type as himself. It did not have the special abilities of the vine monster, such as creating clones, releasing corrosive liquid, ambushing underground, etc. It relied purely on physical strength and hard skin.

As a curse-master who also lacks in adaptability and is good at fists and feet, he wanted to test the power gap between the two.

The moment the fists collided, the released shock wave swept around, blowing up the smoke and dust on the ground.

The mandrill, whose half of its body was nearly paralyzed, was still extremely powerful. But at this moment, when the monster's fist smashed down, it was like hitting a nail stuck in the ground.

The little man was not knocked away by the punch, but was just pushed back little by little. He blocked the punch, and his feet left two scratches on the solid ground.

The mandrill was stunned for a moment, then became extremely angry. Its strong muscles covered with black hair suddenly bulged, and with the advantage of its huge size, it pushed down with force as if a mountain was pressing down on its head.

Cen Dongsheng immediately felt the heavy pressure, and cold sweat broke out on his forehead.

It seems that we are a little bit short of being able to fight this demon head-on.

But his opponent is a Class A homeowner, and he is currently Class B. And as long as he defeats this enemy, he will become even stronger...

Originally, humans’ advantage was not in this regard, but Cen Dongsheng, who possessed a special curse, was an exception.

He seized the opportunity, suddenly released his strength, curled up his body, and rolled to the side.

The huge fist, no longer blocked, smashed into the ground, making a startling "boom" sound, and countless cracks appeared. When the first blow failed, the mandrill threw a series of punches, and then slapped the ground, shaking the ground that was on the verge of breaking, but the man dodged them at the critical moment. "Boom! Boom! Boom!"

The entire stone building was on the verge of collapse under the mandrill's overwhelming force; his feet on the ground felt like he was standing on a small boat sailing on rough seas, which could capsize at any time.

Cen Dongsheng leaned down and jumped onto the huge body of the mandrill again, facing the monster's roars, punches and kicks head-on.

Gradually, the man forgot about time and the pain. Even the noisy and broken sounds around him slowly faded away, leaving only silence.

Only the echo of heartbeat and breathing remains.

The burning blood flows in the body like surging magma.

He continued running, looking for an opportunity to jump onto the mandrill again.

This is not easy because after the first injury, it has become defensive.

Every time you hit it in the face, you have to endure a heavier and rougher slap.

Cen Dongsheng was hit so hard that he felt dizzy and his bones were creaking. He spat out a large mouthful of blood mixed with organ fragments, and the world was spinning everywhere he looked.

But he still gritted his teeth and aimed at its eyes -

Punch.

Originally, it was impossible to hit the mandrill with this blow, as it had the consciousness to protect its vital parts, but...

"Tiger Soul!"

The man's eyes, which were blocked by sticky blood and hair, suddenly turned bright yellow.

The mental shock released by the Tiger Soul ability at the B stage is enough to control lonely souls, but when used on evil spirits, it can only cause unconsciousness for a few seconds, and when released against the owner of the house, the effect is even shorter.

But this is more than enough just to seize the initiative in a battle.

At the moment when the mandrill was stunned, the iron hand infused with the power of the tiger demon easily pierced through the fragile eyeball.

After that, no matter how furious the mandrill was, even if one of his legs was bitten by the bloody mouth, he would never let go.

……

"Pfft."

A large piece of flesh and blood with nerves connected to it fell to the ground.

"Huh...huh..."

Cen Dongsheng was thrown to the ground far away again. He struggled to get up and looked down at his hands and feet.

Bones with metallic luster protrude from the muscles, with sharp tips.

If it were an ordinary bone, it would have been broken into several pieces and crushed into powder under the violent collision just now; but his bones were very hard.

In comparison, muscles and skin cannot reach this strength, and appear "fragile" and have long been worn out.

Then, Cen Dongsheng's bones, like swords growing inside his body, pierced through his skin and protruded out directly, emitting a cold luster in the faint light around him.

"Hey...hehe..."

He felt like he had seen in his previous life some curse-masters who could conjure up knives from their bodies, or have a limb cut off and then have a knife attached to it. That feeling was quite cool.

This is the situation he is in now.

However, the "weapon" he used was his bones.

In the eyes of others, Cen Dongsheng at this moment was simply horrible, with wounds all over his body, cruel and bloody.

But maybe it was because he was too excited and didn't feel any pain at all.

Cen Dongsheng stood where he was, looking up at the mandrill opposite him.

Like himself, it was covered with wounds and half of its body was unable to move. The most conspicuous thing was that there was only a hole left in one of its eye sockets, with remaining tissue fluid and blood flowing out.

The large mass of flesh and nerve tissue that had fallen to the ground just now was the mandrill's eyeball, which had been pulled up by the man himself and uprooted;
As a price, one of his feet disappeared, leaving only dark golden bones supporting the ground.

During the fight, he was bitten by the mandrill. Of course, the mandrill wanted to tear off his entire leg along with the man, but it found that it couldn't bite it off for a while, and it just made a "crunching" sound like a dog chewing a bone.

When Cen Dongsheng struggled to break free, almost all the muscles covering his thigh bones were squeezed off, and there were a lot of teeth marks, scratches, and cracks on the bones. Moreover, due to the relatively fragile connection, a small half of the leg bone was pulled off.

Although his bones were said to be as strong as alloy, the demons were also very strong. When Cen Dongsheng was swallowed by the vine demon, he had already experienced being squeezed and crushed.

It doesn’t matter, it’s still a long way from death, he thought.

The mandrill was panting violently. With only one pupil left, the monster looked at the little man in front of it with a strange and serious look.

If the first severe nerve damage was caused by its carelessness and sneak attack, then the second time its eyeballs were gouged out was a real disadvantage.

This was an opponent it had never encountered before. Although it was small in size, it was powerful enough to fight head-on with it, injure or even kill its warriors.

The mandrill was no longer furious, but the aura emanating from it became more condensed and dangerous.

"continue."

The man, who was happy to see this happen, laughed happily.

Cen Dongsheng had no doubt about the demon's vitality; but for him, the battle was not over yet.

……

It has to be said that he was really enjoying this battle. Every time he defeated the enemy after a desperate fight, he felt extremely satisfied.

Until something unexpected happened——

At a certain moment, his brain seemed to explode, and the world before his eyes was shaking violently like a TV screen covered with snowy noise, and a lot of "buzzing" sounds came from his ears.

The Tiger Soul's ability was operating automatically and uncontrollably, and a large amount of True Qi was being consumed violently...

This strange feeling was no less than when the "Immortal Bone" was about to be activated.

He finally calmed down and took a look at the enemy in front of him. The giant beast was in an even more serious condition than himself. It stood there like an idiot, turning into a sculpture.

He has supernatural powers, but the mandrill does not. That's the difference.

Compared to harming the enemy, the greater value of "Tiger Soul" lies in defending against spiritual invasion, Cen Dongsheng thought.

But the spiritual power of that magnitude just now...

The young man was stunned for a moment and couldn't help turning his head to look behind him, looking at the end of the village and the mountain.

"Is it... "Tian Kui Quan Shou"? "

(End of this chapter)