flstandardbreds Chapter 1182 Landing
Chapter 1182 Landing
Dark purple blood, shattered flesh, and broken fascia instantly exploded in the cold pond, staining a large area of the water red!
The severe pain is like the final shot of adrenaline!
The freezing cold water in the pond was like thousands of ice knives piercing into the wound!
Under the double impact of being torn by the noose and the freezing cold, Chang Baishan's consciousness, which was almost completely extinguished, was forcibly pulled back to life by the heart-wrenching pain and suffocating cold!
"Ugh!" A mouthful of black water with ice chips and blood foam came out of his mouth and nose!
He suddenly opened his eyes! Chaos, pain, and coldness!
There was no clarity of mind, only the beast-like instinct for survival! The body sank and floated in the icy water! He saw it!
So close! Carrigon's floating body!
The noose tore a huge gap in his back, as if it had been bitten by a ferocious beast!
Broken ribs and squirming internal organs were faintly visible! The wooden expression on his face had long been completely torn apart by the severe pain, fear, and unwillingness to die!
The turbid single eye was wide open, having lost all its spirit, staring fixedly at the cold darkness above!
The blood spread rapidly on the water around him like ink!
The other end of the noose, the vicious spike connected to Changbaishan's shoulder blade, was stained with blood and flesh and hung limply in the water.
died!
The Toruhan messenger, Karigon, who brought endless death plague, manipulated the shadow guards, and laid a series of poisonous schemes, died in this cold pool in an extremely tragic and absurd way!
Died under the stinging noose he himself used to drag the container!
Chang Baishan's chest heaved violently like a broken bellows, and every breath was accompanied by bone-chilling coldness and excruciating pain from broken ribs.
This was caused by the collision between the arrow wound and the collapsed wood!
The icy water mercilessly absorbed his body heat. The burn on his right arm was stimulated by the icy water, and it felt like being pierced by thousands of needles!
The pain at the point where the noose had torn my left shoulder was almost numb! The high fever was like a maggot in my tarsal bones, still stubbornly burning my brain in the cold!
The danger is not over! Death is still imminent! Suffocation and hypothermia could devour this last remnant of the body at any moment!
But his left hand! That hand, which had been slightly wounded by the arrow, and was stiff and numb from the cold after being pierced! He grasped unconsciously in the water!
What he caught... was a piece of leathery thing that floated over, swaying with the current, and was stained with Karigon's warm blood!
It was a fragment of Kaligong's tattered nomad's fur coat that had been torn and floated out! It seemed like there was something hard inside the lining!
The instinct for survival overrides everything!
The numb fingers gripped the edge of the leather tightly.
The body was slightly lifted up by the cold buoyancy!
On the cliff.
The huge shaking and splashing sounds at the bottom of the pool were like a huge rock thrown into stagnant water, instantly freezing the chaotic battle situation on the cliff!
Everyone subconsciously paused for half a beat!
A flash of disbelief and astonishment flashed across the Shadow Guard Centurion's eyes, then transformed into an even colder, fiercer expression! "Karrigon is dead! The core of the mission has failed!" But... there seems to be more movement below!
Chu Ying seized this crucial opportunity! He didn't care what happened below!
Is he alive or dead? The sound at the bottom of the pool, the last spark of despair in Liu Yueli's eyes, gave him a breath of life-sucking energy!
"I'm still standing!!! Who dares to come over here?!"
Like the roar of a wounded bear, Chu Ying hurled the burning half-broken insect corpse at the nearest shadow guard!
At the same time, he lunged forward desperately, his heavy feet stepping heavily on the rocks at the edge of the cliff that had become increasingly fragile due to the collapse!
Boom!
The already loose rock layer groaned again under the heavy burden after he stepped on it so hard!
The broken rubble roared and rolled into the abyss! The smoke and dust that was kicked up instantly obscured everyone's vision!
"Zhao Tiezhu! Take the adults and retreat! Brothers who can move! Hold on!!"
Chu Ying roared in the smoke and dust! He knew that this collapse would not stop the Shadow Guard for long! He could only fill it with his life! Use flesh and blood to delay!
"Kill them!" the soldiers roared in a final frenzy! Scar Zhao Tiezhu practically rolled and crawled as he and another soldier with a broken arm carried the nearly immobilized Liu Yueli and dragged her deeper into the wreckage of the camp! Perhaps there were still crematoriums there they could use!
The Shadow Guard Centurion's eyes were completely cold, and the scimitar in his hand cut through the dense smoke and dust!
"Clear the area! Leave no one alive!" A cold order was given!
A more deadly confrontation unfolded on the edge of the cliff, with every inch of land being tortured with blood and flesh!
And beneath the bottomless cold pool of Bingling Valley.
Chang Baishan's numb left fingers gripped the floating piece of hard leather, his body swaying slightly under the icy buoyancy. The foul blood pouring from his mouth quickly solidified in the cold pool. The excruciating pain from his wounds, the bone-piercing cold, the suffocating feeling, and the dizziness of a high fever were like countless evil spirits tearing at his last consciousness.
Just when his vision was about to be completely swallowed by darkness and his fingers were about to lose their strength.
He used up the last bit of his vague survival instinct to move his hand, which was grabbing the hard object, slowly and with difficulty... to his cold and numb lips, which were soaked in the pool water but miraculously not completely frozen.
What was he trying to do? No one knew. Only the cold water silently carried floating corpses, scattered pieces of flesh and blood, and a broken body still defying death.
numbness.
A chill worse than death. The chill of the deep pool at the bottom of the icy valley is piercing and heartbreaking.
Chang Baishan's body was barely supported by buoyancy, but his mouth and nose were immersed in the freezing water. Every unconscious rise and fall caused him to choke on the icy water, which smelled of blood and decaying organs. Every brief respite from emerging was accompanied by a cough that threatened to rip his lungs apart.
Every cough spurted out dark purple blood and sticky filth. Icy water poured into the wounds torn by the arrow poison and the noose, like millions of steel needles stirring in the cracks between bones!
The ripped wound on his left shoulder bubbled with blood in the icy water. The burn wound on his right arm, eroded by the cold, felt both painful and numb, as if countless ants were gnawing at the bones beneath his flesh.
His consciousness, strangled by the twinkling pain and biting cold, flickered like a candle in the wind. Waves of darkness surged over him, dragging him towards the abyss of drowning.
The high fever was like an invisible hand, still smoldering in his skull even though he was wrapped in ice water. His vision was filled with rolling, ink-like spreading dark red and countless twisted and wriggling light spots.
Can't die!
A thought suddenly exploded in the chaotic fragments of consciousness!
Like a drowning man's last straw! Pure, brutal, and irrational! It's the body's final breath of life squeezed out of extreme despair! An instinct faster than thought, deeper than pain!
The only left hand that could still move! The stiff, blanched and swollen fingers, like a spasmodic iron claw, grasped fiercely at the void! The fingertips dug deeply into the greasy thing floating beside him, swaying with the waves!
It was the torn piece of lining from the tattered leather coat that was floating on the body of Carrigon!
The tentacles feel sticky and cold, but they also have a tough texture that doesn't feel like cloth!
It seems that the inner layer of the leather jacket has been treated with special oil and serves as the lining of the final secret pocket!
No time to think! Instinctively, the frozen hand grasped the blood-soaked, ice-covered dirty leather like a pilgrim holding his last sip of water. Using every bit of pain-fueled strength remaining in his body, he pressed it hard against his cold, numb, frozen purple lips!