After these few days of being transformed into Chris, Linnard's consumption was actually extremely huge.

The skill of Killing Transformation not only demonstrates its value, but also reveals its drawbacks.

First, after Linard chooses to transform, he needs to consume vitality every moment to maintain the stability of the changed form.

If he hadn't helped Turnerson and Conan in the warehouse and took the opportunity to absorb a large amount of rampant life force in their bodies when they awakened, Linard would really not have been able to sustain the transformation for three full days in one breath.

According to his estimate, if he received no replenishment at all, he could maintain his transformation for a whole day at most.

Second, people with similar body shapes may look fashionable and look good, but when they transform into someone with a body shape that is quite different from their own, the clothes may not match.

This means that he cannot use this skill at will when sneaking in, at least he needs to ensure that he can completely strip off the enemy's clothes.

When he was in the Snake Town, the object of his transformation was an ugly half-snake.

Those guys don't actually have any concept of clothes. Every snake-man is very dirty, and the appearance is different from that of humans. This situation is not obvious yet.

In human society, clothing is an important way of identification.

Therefore, for the sake of convenience, Linnard acted in Chris's face later, and even the clothes he was wearing had to be carefully preserved to avoid exposing his secrets in the future.

"However, this is not a long-term solution."

Linard quietly climbed into the detective agency through the window on the back wall of the second floor, took off his clothes and stuffed them into the hidden cabinet in the master bedroom.

After completing the action of 'undressing', a soft light gray vest appeared out of thin air on his upper body.

This is Chris’s collection of ‘bulletproof rock armor’, which can be freely integrated into any coat and hidden.

But when he is not wearing a coat, it will show up naturally.

Most of these 'spiritual equipment' have the ability to change sizes at will. Some, like the Hulk's shorts, will never fall apart and can automatically change to fit the wearer's figure.

Linard recorded this incident in his mind and prepared to collect a complete set of clothes made of spiritual equipment to coordinate with the killing transformation.

"Crack..."

He closed the drawer, and when he just stood up, a rush of heat suddenly surged in his head, and his blood vessels expanded rapidly!

“Erosion from pollution!”

Linard only had time to have this thought flash through his mind, and the world in front of him stopped as if playing in slow motion.

"Boom..."

His reflexes and thinking speed were increased to an incredible speed, and countless distracting thoughts popped up like snowflakes.

The human brain is running all the time, receiving external signals, converting them into understandable knowledge, parsing out the meaning, analyzing and understanding.

From these countless signals, human beings will be unable to resist extending their thinking through some interesting parts, and thoughts will flash through them.

On weekdays, most people can suppress or ignore such meaningless thoughts.

But at this moment, Linnard couldn't control the crazy thoughts in his mind!

His too fast thinking speed made him "see" or "realize" the truth of the universe from a grain of dust in an instant.

It's like filling '1000T' of content into '1KB' bytes.

The amount of thinking at that moment caused his brain to shut down.

"Ho, ho, ho."

His mouth opened unconsciously, and transparent fluid flowed out.

The surrounding space is changing rapidly, with furniture, beds, tables and stools!

Gone, gone!

In front of him is a dark cave, which seems to be composed of sticky meat, leading to the esophagus of a giant beast.

Lynard's self-awareness was completely swallowed up in a microsecond. He lost the idea of ​​'I' and stood there like a rigid piece of wood.

He 'saw' an extremely majestic palace, which was constructed of indescribable materials. Even the utmost human imagination could not describe the magnificence and beauty of this palace.

However, such a deplorable building is currently burning.

The high walls and beams glowed in the living flames.

They continue to extend until they separate at the edge of the dome at the infinite height, turning into a kaleidoscope and rotating.

Then, from the eternal darkness outside the dome, a huge monster suddenly rushed out.

It is huge and disgustingly ugly.

It swooped straight over, spread its huge scaly wings, arched its neck, and made several loud noises.

When Linard saw this giant beast for the first time, his stagnant thinking resumed operation.

As if he had fallen into a deep sleep for thousands of years, his eyes looked very dull.

He felt that this terrifying giant beast looked very familiar, as if he had seen it countless eons ago.

He was suddenly startled, came back to his senses, and looked at himself.

It looks exactly like that giant beast!

He is the giant beast!

At this moment, he suddenly remembered a little story. He didn't know where he heard it, but he remembered it deeply.

A long-dead resentful soul is wandering in the world. Because he does not know that he is dead, he still maintains the habits he had before.

People around him didn't know that he was dead, and everything went as usual until one day his body rotted and smelled, and everyone around him fled from him in horror.

Only he himself doesn't know what happened.

At this time, he passed by a mirror and was frightened to death by the terrifying face inside.

When he wanted to escape, he discovered that the person in the mirror was himself!

He suddenly realized that he had died long ago!

He was killed instantly!

"It turns out that I am Him..."

Linnard suddenly realized something in his heart.

His soul could no longer maintain its human form, and was trembling as it tried to disintegrate and adapt to its new body.

"I&%&_)$%^"

The noise of countless people praying seemed to float from afar and penetrated into his eardrums, like a song that was extremely difficult to hear and became like a ghost howling under the chorus of thousands of people.

Linnard was stimulated and suddenly woke up.

His vision turned from blurry to clear, and what came into his eyes was a ball of white light.

In the ball of light, dozens of believers with different faces were praying to him devoutly, with peaceful faces.

The originally unpleasant noises were sorted out one by one, and all kinds of wishes came to him.

"I almost lost control?"

He turned his vision out of his mind and looked forward again.

The familiar furniture arrangement showed that he was still in the detective agency, and he even kept opening and closing the cabinet door in his hand.

Only the dim light coming on outside the window showed that a long time had passed.

"If it weren't for the stimulation of the power of faith, I would have completely lost my self-consciousness and completely integrated with the tentacles!"

He recalled what happened just now and realized it in his heart.

"The process of eliminating pollution cannot be delayed. Go to the church immediately and ask Brother Owen how to deal with it!"

Lynard shook his head hard, realizing that his emotional recovery was much faster than he expected.

At the same time, the pollution attacks will become more frequent, until the day he loses control completely!

He must immediately resolve the overwhelming pollution in his body and reduce the pollution by at least one percent before he can use the function of the script space to continue eliminating pollution.

Not just for strength, but also for survival!

He tapped his temple with his index finger, assessing the 'old breath' that was constantly rolling in his body, and thought to himself:

"It seems that I can last for a month at most."

Before this incident happened, he believed that he still had at least three months, at least until the next script, before he was in danger of losing control.

"It seems that all the arrangements will be disrupted and restarted. If the pollution in my body is not resolved, I will die."
Chapter completed!