Fuge was chilling all over.

His legs had been frozen into icicles under the contact of Gachu and completely lost consciousness.

And the cold air is still spreading further upward from the legs.

The muscles are as stiff as iron in the cold air, and the nerves are necrotic in low temperatures, and the blood then condenses into ice, and even breaks countless blood vessels after the volume expands.

But in just a moment, Fuge could not sense the existence of his lower body.

He could only feel the frost eroding further upward along his frozen thighs, nailing the bone-broken chill into his body.

But now, in addition to the body, what feels even colder is Fuge's soul.

He looked down at the man who was holding his ankle tightly, his face turned pale:

"Gachu, you crazy man."

"You can really do this."

Gachu indeed survived the erosion of the virus.

Using ultra-low temperature to kill all the flesh and blood and tissues infected with the virus sounds like an effective treatment for a hero to cut off his arm.

But Fuge knew very well that Gachu's current state was actually worse than himself with his legs stuck in ice, ten thousand times worse.

Because this is not a hero who cuts his arm off, but a complete suicide

You know, Zi Yan just injected the virus into her chest.

When the virus enters the chest and abdomen where the organs are crowded, the first step will infect the heart, liver, spleen, lungs, and kidneys that are crucial to the human body, and affect all imaginable life-saving systems.

If all these organs were frozen at ultra-low temperature, Gachu would probably die faster than normal poison.

Normal poison can last for more than half a minute, so I am afraid that this will only last a few seconds at most.

But Gachu actually did it.

In order to prevent the virus from eroding upwards into the brain and to fully maintain consciousness, he actually frozen all parts below his chest with ultra-low temperature.

Blood flows out and nerves are cut off. Now Gaqiu is just a dead person.

But this dead man maintained the clarity of consciousness in the last few seconds of his life and launched a final attack on Fuge.

"Don't worry Prosot"

"I will never let them bring ice back"

A vague low murmur kept ringing in Gachu's throat.

He reached out and grabbed Fuge with his hand, and the cold air surging in his hand did not fade at all.

Seeing that Gaqiu was so seriously injured, he could move and attack

Just like seeing a seafood octopus that can wave tentacles after cutting off the head, Fuge couldn't help but shudder: "Monster."

He saw Gachu's will that transcends the limitations of life.

The energy of the substitute comes from the spirit, and the spirit relies on the body, but it can transcend the body in some difficult-to-understand way.

Just like now, the spiritual power that transcends the physical shackles has erupted from the dying Gachu.

This spiritual power transformed into the power of the substitute, transforming into the shocking chill emitted from Gaqiu's hands.

"Will die"

"If this continues, I will definitely die."

At this moment, Fuge's heart instantly sank to the bottom of the valley.

He found that he underestimated the enemy too.

At first he thought Gachu was a proud villain who relied on his powerful substitute to show off his power, but he did not expect that this man's will would be as hard as his armor.

“The frozen steam spreads too fast.”

"My lower body lost consciousness in an instant, no, damn it."

Fuge found in despair that the enemy's desperate frozen gas was even more terrifying than he thought.

Just as he was hesitating because of Gachu's will, the cold air had already frozen his waist and abdomen.

Now he only has shoulders, arms, and mind that he can move, and he can't even bend over and take his legs.

What's worse is that the stiffness of the body was fed back to the substitute. At this moment, Du Ziyan also turned into an ice sculpture whose legs were unconscious and could not move or attack.

The ice sculpture was frozen two or three meters away from the ice sculpture, and there was no tool at hand that could play a role at this time.

The ability of a substitute cannot be removed just by wanting to be removed from the air. If such a good thing happens to everyone's substitute will learn to "television".

Therefore, during this short and critical period, Zi Yan could not help her body at all, and could only hang up the machine while frozen.

"what to do"

"Do I just want to die with him like this?"

Fuge's face was extremely pale.

He could not imagine how he could only wave his arms and turn his head, and how he could use to get rid of Gaqiu and get rid of the cold air released by Gaqiu.

He can't even bend his waist now, so where can he get the way to stop him?

Do you have to wait for Gaqiu to die halfway through? Will this monster really not be able to hold on?

Fuge was faintly desperate.

However, at this moment, he saw Nalanga who was supported by him.

Nalanga was still unconscious, and because his body was too close to Fuge, he was completely trapped in the influence of Gaqiu's cold air.

He was already covered with ice crystals, and now it was even worse because of the cold air.

"You can't give up!"

Fuge realized that he was carrying two lives now.

Although he didn't say it before, when Nalanga launched the attack with the dying consciousness, Fuge already swore in his heart:

He must, and must bring Nalanga back alive.

This is a man's promise.

Although he never liked fighting or fighting for life, now

He has a reason to fight for his life!

An unprecedented fire of will was burning in Fuge's heart.

His brain was rotating rapidly, and the environment in the entire kitchen was restored, reshaped, and examined one by one in his mind.

He saw Gachu's hand that barely held his ankle, saw the unextinguished fire on the ground, the iron pipes that were deformed and reduced by the cold by the wall, and the extreme cold that had not yet dissipated.

Finally, a flash of inspiration flashed by in a flash.

"So-called enlightenment"

Between life and death, Fuge couldn't help but think of what Giorno said by chance:

"It is to open up a bright path between the dark wildernesses that we should take!"

With this enlightenment, Fuge lifted his hand, which had been covered with a layer of ice crystal.

He could no longer move below his waist and abdomen, so he lowered his only two-way head, opened his mouth and bit his wrist.

The frozen skin on the outer layer of the wrist was instantly bitten.

The teeth grind open the frozen flesh like a saw, and chiseled through the artery vessels that had not yet cooled down.

Fuge bit his artery blood vessels in one bite, causing the still steaming high-pressure blood to splash out freely in the extreme cold.

Finally, before the cold air completely erodes the chest and abdomen

He raised his arms and spread the blood to the metal pipes laid by the walls in the distance

That's the gas pipe.

"That gas pipe was only covered by ultra-low temperature and cold air not long ago, and the current surface temperature is probably still in an extremely low state."

"And my blood is 37 degrees, which is as hot as charcoal for the gas pipeline at this moment."

"Just pouring hot water randomly when removing snow on car glass will make the 'heat shock resistance' of glass crushed materials limited. When the object suddenly becomes heated and expands, and the deformation of each part is restricted by each other to produce thermal stress exceeding the bonding force inside the object, the object will crack!"

This is the solution that Fuge came up with in desperate situations.

He wanted to use his blood to "shatter" the gas pipe that was still in ultra-low temperature to release the natural gas inside:

The boiling point of methane, the main component of natural gas, is as low as minus 161.6 degrees. It is just the aftermath of the cold air blown onto the pipeline, and I am afraid that the gas cannot be liquefied.

As long as the natural gas can be released, the flames that have not yet been extinguished on the ground can trigger another gas explosion.

"The air waves generated by the explosion will surely blow Nalanga and me away."

"We can use this to get rid of the cold air, and the explosion that occurred at that distance should not cost us our lives and would only seriously hurt us."

After doing all this arrangement, Fuge looked down at Gaqiu at his feet:
To be continued...