My Cell Prison
Chapter 940 - Chapter 940 Chapter 939 Red

Chapter 940: Chapter 939 Red Chapter 940: Chapter 939 Red “Speaking of which, defeating this guy isn’t an easy task… I have almost zero information about his powers.

Count, are you there?”

“Here… What’s up?”

“How about I give you full control of the body, 100% access?”

Such generosity in the past would have definitely delighted the Count.

He himself was a bloodthirsty Lord who loved slaughtering, although he clearly understood that he could never take over Han Dong’s body, given the several Upper Old Kings backing Han Dong. Even the Count’s original master would have to cower in submission.

Thus, controlling Han Dong’s body even for a day became a dream for the Count.

But… when the dream suddenly came true, the Count found it hard to adapt.

After a long time of sharing the body and various collaborations with Han Dong, the Count had, to some extent, become the person who understood Han Dong the most.

At the moment, the Count was quite perplexed, always feeling that Han Dong had some plot up his sleeve.

Then, Han Dong quickly added a question, “What? Getting cold feet?”

“Would the Count get cold feet? I’m just too excited; I need a moment to adjust… Leave it to me! You just sit back and watch.”

“Remember, your power is restricted to 20%, and there’s no Nether Blood for you to use.”

“… Damn, where’s the Nether Blood?”

“Didn’t I tell you? All the Fate Equipment is sealed. I only have two pieces of Slave equipment on me now, ‘Finger Cots’ which you can’t use, so make good use of ‘John’s Spine’.”

“The guy on the other side is limited too, leave it to me.”

“Don’t die.”

Han Dong withdrew his primary consciousness, giving full control of his body to the Count for the first time.

…

The scene shifts back to the Temple.

The Professor Novikov, about to attack again, sniffed an unusual stench in the air.

He looked at the young knight opposite him with an incomprehensible gaze. Initially, Han Dong seemed like a mysterious Mage to him, but now, Han Dong’s eyes were bloodshot.

He bit his finger, and with his blood, he drew an exaggerated smile on his face.

His once upright posture now slightly leaned forward, arms hanging in front of him, fingers curled… Waves of sanguine aura emerged continuously, blood vessels plastered on his skin, making him resemble a bloodthirsty monster.

“Being power-limited really sucks… But, it’s been a long time since I’ve felt a healthy and whole body.

Nicholas’s ‘Demon Eye’ combined with my abilities… In close combat, it’s hard to find an equal match among peers.

Let’s use this old guy for some practice.”

Because the Count’s consciousness took full control of the body.

[Smile-Talent Tree] also underwent some changes towards the primary consciousness, focusing more on Mad Laugh and Fresh Blood.

The attributeless Tentacles from the Faceless Skull also turned into a Count-special red edition along with the fruit.

Hands together in prayer.

The Count muttered a secret incantation unknown to Han Dong – originating from the creator of Blood Brew, a Red Giant, a King of the same rank as Toad Ancestor.

“Blood Secret Art. Bloodhound Peeling”

A bloodhound the size of a sheepdog emerged separately.

Eyes like blood gems,

Fur on its back fluttering like ember dust,

Sharp teeth made of tentacles hidden inside its mouth,

Unlike the ‘Abyssal Bloodhound Arm’ used by Han Dong… created by secret methods, this entirely separate bloodhound was fully capable of solo combat.

And it could grow stronger by continually tearing apart the enemy’s flesh.

“Oh? Count, you had this trick up your sleeve?”

As an ‘audience’ inside, Han Dong was quite surprised. He could feel that the bloodhound was completely independent, not requiring the Count to be distracted to control it, possessing its own complete combat capabilities.

“Count has many abilities at his disposal… it’s a pity that the restraint is too strong, otherwise, I’d have other tricks to show you.”

Immediately after, the Count utilized the Slave Equipment – “John’s Spine”.

Impacted by Mad Laugh, the Count himself also possessed certain madness traits.

The function of the spine was to construct skeletal armor that covered the entire body or to strengthen specific body parts with bone… but the Count’s usage was different and even beyond Han Dong’s imagination.

“This Count guy, really has something,” Han Dong exclaimed in amazement.

Crack, crack, crack~ the spine embedded in his back was pulled out whole, and “John’s Spine” was then held in the Count’s right hand as he activated the power of Holy Blood.

Due to the [20%] limitation.

Rellying merely on a small amount of Holy Blood, it was difficult to condense a sufficiently large physical Holy Sword.

But.

With the spine as the base,

Using the Count’s own blood to form the hilt and the body of the sword,

And finally, using Holy Blood solely for the blade, he could forge a weapon suitable for combat and killing,

Gurgle gurgle~ as strands of blood flowed.

A comparatively large “Spinal Blood Sword”, categorized as a Heavy Sword, was already dragging on the ground…

As this hellish weapon came into form, Professor Novikov sensed a strong threat, yet he also cracked a smile.

“The blood flowing in you, with ‘Mythical-Level Contact’… What are you thinking? Your physique is not very good, and using such a heavy giant sword greatly reduces your agility.

Your blood, I’ll take it.”

The same Finger Shooting technique.

Differently, this time Novikov used rapid fire.

A series of fleshy bullets shot out rapidly.

The different bullet paths sealed off all the gaps Han Dong could use to dodge… plus the increased load from the spinal giant sword, Han Dong simply couldn’t dodge.

Hit… Boom!

The meat bullet hit the target, and a cloud of flesh mist rose in the air, enveloping all organic beings within it, leading to cellular decomposition.

“Hm? Still not dead?”

Just as Novikov prepared to shoot again at the faint figure in the mist.

Ao~

As his attention was drawn by the Spinal Heavy Sword and the blood mist that exploded upon the meat bullet hitting,

He failed to notice the solitary Bloodhound that had separated out, stealthily merged with the environment using the Faceless One’s tentacles.

When the meat bullet hit Han Dong, the Bloodhound was already at his side.

With hundreds of irregular teeth forming the Dog Mouth, it clamped down sharply, shattering the hand that was about to shoot.

Simultaneously.

A figure dashed out of the exploding meat mist.

Due to the decomposition of the cells, many parts of Han Dong’s body were rotting… unfortunately, the skin on his cheeks was also decomposed, splitting into two twisted, gaping mouths extending towards his earlobes.

This appearance suited the Count even more.

“Hahaha! Really painful…” immersed in such pain, the Count’s movements became even quicker.

The Spinal Heavy Sword, dragging in his hand, was swiftly swung out.

This sword strike directly cleaved down on Novikov’s head.

The sharpness of the Holy Sword could not only annihilate evil spirits but also tear through any hard material.

Swish!

The blood mist dispersed.

The hunched figure of Professor Novikov was directly split into two.

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