I Received Messages From Future Self!-Chapter 295 - 291 Seizing the Sword

Chapter 295: Chapter 291: Seizing the Sword

Chapter 295 -291: Seizing the Sword

Just as he plunged into Old Zongzi’s embrace, Tom hadn’t noticed anything amiss, but the next second, Tom was stunned.

“The Strange Dagger is locked in place; it can’t be taken off.”

“Taotie, this guy’s gauntlet is cast together with the dagger, it’s simply impossible to take it off.”

Tom, pinning Old Zongzi’s hands, helplessly called out to Taotie.

When Taotie heard Tom’s shout, he was slightly taken aback.

While straining backward and holding Old Zongzi’s neck in a death grip, he leaned forward to inspect Old Zongzi’s dagger-wielding hand.

Upon closer inspection, he almost got so angry that his nose bent out of shape.

Indeed, just like what Tom had said.

The hilt of the Strange Dagger had no guard to speak of.

The blade, cast in one piece with Old Zongzi’s metal gauntlet using molten iron, was as seamless as if they were originally made as a single unit.

Taotie fell into deep thought for a moment, his steel teeth tightly clenching.

“Yah-ha!”

Taotie let out a low growl, bursting forth with all his strength, exerting the force of a thousand catties, pulling with all his might, straining to snap Old Zongzi’s neck and rip off his helmeted head.

From his experience, Taotie knew that once the head was lost, the sticky rice dumpling would stop moving. Snapping the cervical spine should have the same effect.

Although Old Zongzi was capable of movement and could swing a dagger,

he was still not a living person; his body cells and muscles had long lost their vitality, lacking the resilience a fiery flesh should have, akin to an entire piece of air-dried cured meat. With his terrifying strength, he theoretically should be able to pull off Old Zongzi’s head.

As he continued to exert force, Taotie’s face, full of bulging muscles, turned beet-red, sweat dripping from his forehead. And under his relentless effort, the neck of Old Zongzi emitted a “snap” sound, and he actually did manage to twist it apart.

But the very next second, Taotie was astonished.

Dammit, he had twisted Old Zongzi’s neck as he intended, forcefully breaking it.

However, the neckpiece of the Mingguang Armor had also been cast with molten iron, tightly linked to the fitting helmet on Old Zongzi’s head. It was all fused together with the Mingguang Armor below, so no matter how hard Taotie strangled Old Zongzi’s neck, he could not pull off the shriveled head.

And Old Zongzi, with his neck broken, was not affected at all, still full of life and vigor, continually struggling and not losing the ability to move as Taotie had expected would happen with a broken neck.

After a brief moment of shock, Taotie regained his senses.

A glint of icy resolve flashed in his eyes.

Taotie roared, “Old Tom, pull with all you’ve got, take off his gauntlet along with it. If you can’t pull it, find a way to chop his hand off!”

“Without removing this dagger, our weapons will be useless against this tin can.”

As he shouted, Taotie’s uses his great strength, snapping the spear’s shaft with a “crack,” seizing the sharp spearhead and, following the eyeholes of Old Zongzi’s face armor, viciously thrust it in.

The spearhead, upon piercing the eye socket, made a “puchi” muffled sound, instantly bursting with juice as colorful liquid mixed with black insect corpses flowed down the spearhead, a stench filled the air, nauseating both Taotie and Tom.

But in the midst of this life-and-death struggle, both Taotie and Tom gritted their teeth, forcibly suppressing the churning in their stomachs, Taotie stabbing repeatedly into Old Zongzi’s eye sockets with the spearhead while Tom, following Taotie’s instructions, used every trick in the book to try to pull off Old Zongzi’s gauntlet.

The effort he made appeared as if Tom wasn’t trying to remove Old Zongzi’s gauntlet but was instead attempting to pull the gem-encrusted gauntlet from the hands of Purple Sweet Potato Essence in a Marvel movie.

Fortunately, although Old Zongzi’s gauntlets were tied to the shoulder guards of the Mingguang Armor with the tendons of some unknown beast, they hadn’t been cast with molten iron. If only those beast tendons could be severed, the gauntlets could be stripped off.

“Taotie, help me control his arms; I need to pull out the dagger to dismember his arm,” Tom said, having formulated a plan and immediately shouting to Taotie.

“Alright!”

Taotie replied, releasing Old Zongzi’s neck and grabbing both of Old Zongzi’s arms.

Without the power of Taotie, Old Zongzi’s neck went limp, but supported by the neck guard, it didn’t fall off his neck.

Taotie grabbed Old Zongzi’s arm, trying hard to pull it behind his back, wanting to twist Old Zongzi’s arm in a joint lock, but the armor made it impossible to perform the maneuver.

He could only barely hold onto Old Zongzi’s arm.

Old Zongzi’s arm was seized by Taotie.

Tom freed up his hands and immediately drew the black dagger from his waist, slashing at those beast tendons.

These unknown beast tendons had been processed into something as thin as bowstrings.

But they were extremely tough, so tough that even the sharpness of Tom’s modern high-tech crafted black dagger couldn’t cut through them at one stroke.

“Old Tom, hurry the hell up!”

Taotie yelled hoarsely.

Old Zongzi’s struggles became more and more intense.

The terrifying strength gave even Taotie a hard time, forcing him to grit his teeth and wrestle with Old Zongzi.

“Don’t rush me, these beast tendons are too tough.”

“I’ve really got to hand it to you ancient folks from China, making beast tendons and hides so tough under such primitive conditions, so tough a knife can’t cut through them.”

“These are as tough as climbing ropes with iron wires in them.”

As Tom cut the beast tendons, he couldn’t help but marvel.

“That’s right!”

“Our ancestors were just that charming!”

“Ancestors’ creations, always quality goods!”

Proudly speaking of his own beautiful and charming Old Zongzi, Taotie felt invigorated, working even more energetically.

Tom didn’t respond, focusing on cutting the beast tendons.

When the last beast tendon was cut by the black dagger, Tom was overjoyed and sheathed the black dagger, grabbed the gauntlet with both hands, and yanked it down just like he would with a Strange Dagger.

Along with the gauntlet came a section of Old Zongzi’s forearm.

The next second!

A rustling sound came.

Innumerable beetle-sized black beetles poured out from Old Zongzi’s severed wound, spilling onto the ground like dumplings falling out of boiling water.

“What the heck?”

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“Taotie, what sort of bugs are these…”

Seeing the mass of black beetles, Tom instinctively exclaimed in shock, retreating continuously while holding the gauntlet.

Seeing Tom succeed, Taotie was overjoyed.

Without that Strange Dagger, Old Zongzi was like a tiger without teeth—a toothless tiger was just a big cat, no threat to Taotie at all.

And that Strange Dagger in Tom’s hands would become his sharpest fang.

Taotie wanted to use that Strange Dagger to turn this heavily armed Old Zongzi into sliced chicken.

Hearing Tom’s shout, Taotie was startled.

He let go of Old Zongzi’s arm, gave him a kick out of the way, and looked towards Tom…