After sprinkling on the salt and rubbing it in, it actually seemed to have some effect.
Meatball Reed appeared to be in tremendous pain. He writhed like a worm, bouncing up and down as he tried to escape the attack, cursing in agony:
"I can't die! I want to live! Flesh and blood, flesh and blood, no!"
He seemed to possess a powerful will to survive, but that desire had been twisted. He seemed not to know why he wanted to live, nor was he even aware of what he was doing.
His resistance was utterly futile, because Strangle could never let him get away.
Deathstroke used expert technique to spread the large salt crystals evenly over his body. A whole ton was clearly more than enough. Reed could shapeshift, but he could not alter his total volume. There was enough salt here to build him a burial mound.
"Professor Xu, give him another spell."
Seeing that the slime on Reed's body seemed to have dried out, Su Ming decided that, since they were not planning to eat him, they could not exactly wash him off with water. Reed was practically physically immune, so he had Xu Xian conjure some more fire and try roasting him.
It was the same tiny flame spell. A wavering red cloud descended tremblingly through the darkness and landed on the target.
This time, it successfully pierced his magical defenses. Reed immediately began burning like a candlewick.
He seemed to have plenty of fat inside him. It crackled as it burned, and his screams were rather pleasant to listen to, making Su Ming curl his lips into a smile.
"Looks like salt really works." Professor Xu began forming hand seals, preparing to switch to a more powerful spell. "This isn't merely a chemical reaction, is