Before entering the station, the train had already entered a slowdown state.

By the time Prosot fell backwards to the platform, the steel giant beast that was buzzing and whistling had become much more docile.

But no matter how gentle a giant beast is, it is a giant beast. As long as it is still moving, it is not something that weak humans can easily touch.

So, the following picture becomes very cruel:

Prosot's body first hit back and hit the side wall of the train that was still driving, and then rolled twice uncontrollably in the air close to the body of the car.

Like an ant blown by the strong wind, he soon fell down after a brief stagnation.

But below is not a flat and safe ground, but the rolling wheels roaring like meat grinders.

Prosot was swept in by running wheels.

Soon, a loud, crunching sound of bones sounded from the platform.

It was like a plump and juicy tomato was thrown to the ground with force, and a scarlet liquid suddenly splashed in the narrow gap between the train and the platform.

At this moment, the stand-in named Hero Chengren disappeared.

Li Qing's aging state was instantly relieved.

"Success!"

He breathed a sigh of relief.

Li Qing could feel that his aging body was recovering rapidly.

The skin became tense again, the flesh and blood became tough, and the whole body was filled with strength.

"I finally have some strength."

"It's a pity that I didn't expect that guy's fist would cause such a serious injury to me."

Li Qing covered his abdomen tightly.

There was a large hole the size of a fist on his abdomen, and the organs and tissues inside the hole were eroded.

It was all thanks to Li Qing's desperate efforts to cover it with his hands. These things that needed to be mosaiced did not flow out like jelly.

Although the gradually recovered Superman constitution has greatly slowed down his blood loss, this kind of wound that is broken can not be solved by just healing itself.

It should be done in normal times. Li Qing can restore his injury by consuming blood.

After the data is removed, he will be a healthy hero with eight pack abdominal muscles.

But now

"As long as I turn on the digitization, the huge consumption of repairing my body will instantly empty my life."

"Now, I can't use digitization anymore, I can only wait."

"Wait for Giorno to come and save me."

Li Qing gritted his teeth tightly, and his forehead was filled with cold sweat.

He is a player who has been spoiled by digitization. Even if he was injured in a physical state, he could be solved instantly by "restarting the system" for two seconds.

This combat method, which is like playing a game, makes Li Qing's ability to withstand pain far less than his rich combat experience.

Now the big hole in his stomach is still bleeding. Every step he takes can hear the intestines swaying in it. Only then did he truly understand:

Those guys who can fight without dataization are really amazing wolves.

"It hurts, it hurts so much"

Li Qing tried hard to restrain himself from humming like a coward.

At the same time, he also silently encouraged himself in his heart:

"Hold on for a while, hold on for a while."

"The only one left of the enemy is the carrot head."

"Although that damn fish hook is still hiking and hilaring inside me."

Li Qing fell to the ground and couldn't help but hum.

Because the fish hook that could not be shaken off had now unknowingly drilled into his abdomen from his thighs, and it was like a sharp knife that penetrated his waist deeply.

If this damage is in a digitized state, of course it is not enough to see.

But now Li Qing uses his body, and his body made of flesh and blood cannot help but have a fish hook running around inside.

Now I have just pierced a waist. If I take a few more steps up, there will be even more fatal keys.

If his heart is pierced, he will be dead now.

"Damn it"

“There’s not much time.”

Li Qing tried his best to persevere in pain:

"But, but I'm not without hope."

"The aging has been lifted. Even if I am injured, I have enough strength to deal with the enemy."

The enhancement effect brought by the upgrade directly affects Li Qing's body. Even if he does not turn on data, he still has a physique comparable to a superhero.

Although he was seriously injured and had a fish hook in his body, he still had hope as long as he got rid of aging.

Li Qing was thinking this

"heroic"

"Successful!"

There is no sound or any movement.

Between the flesh-dreaming wheels, a pair of firm eyes slowly opened.

A terrifying human-shaped phantom appeared quietly on the blood-stained railway track.

Li Qing had just recovered from his youth and suddenly appeared on his cheeks of aging and terrifying wrinkles.

"What?!"

Li Qing's expression suddenly stopped:

"That man actually has consciousness!"

He just saw Prosthet being rolled into a wheel and twisted into a meat paste.

Can a person be injured to that extent, can he still remain awake and continue to fight?

Is this still something humans can do?

Li Qing walked to the edge of the platform in disbelief, and then looked down with his old and cloudy eyes:

He saw Prostheus.

Prosot's arms, waist, abdomen, and legs were completely twisted by the wheels into indistinguishable paste.

He only had a small part of his body preserved.

This half of the body is tightly embedded in the gaps of the train wheels, twisting like a dough filled in a cake mold.

But even so, Prosult is still alive.

He lived tenaciously, and summoned a substitute with a terrible will, fighting unswervingly.

"madman"

"You crazy man"

"Why can it be done this way!"

For the first time in history, Li Qing developed a feeling of awe in a battle.

He could not imagine what will the enemy was persevering.

His body has been broken to this point, why is his spirit still so firm?

And Prosut no longer has the strength to speak.

He just maintained his substitute with such difficulty, and then looked at Li Qing quietly.

That look seemed to be saying:

"As long as I have a breath, I will not remove my substitute ability."

"Li Qing, you are not the one who wins."

Li Qing even felt a little embarrassed when he was seen.

He subconsciously took two steps back, allowing the high platform under his feet to block Prosthet's view.

Although he was unwilling to admit it, Li Qing really dared not look at this man who seemed to have crawled out of the abyss now.

"Damn this guy, is it a monster?"

"Why is he not dead yet!"
To be continued...