Chapter 818: Weird face
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Orc Tyrant
- Mo Ge Zhuo Gen
- 1043 characters
- 2021-03-03 02:11:51
Only flames outside.
And inside, there is only pain.
He stood on the spot, a heavy chain like the arm of a normal person tightly locking his right leg, and the other end was fixed to the floor.
There was no room for the shackles, and he could only cut his leg from his knee to regain freedom.
However, his attention is not here.
The master left him in this room with a missing wall, originally in the direction of the wall, replaced by flames, burning madness.
He understands that there is a thin cicada-like energy film that separates himself from the fiery hellfire. The principle behind it is beyond his knowledge-this power is far beyond his understanding.
He only knew that he was looking directly at the void, so the void was staring at him.
He howled and dragged the chain.
The inscriptions and symbols covering his naked body were tingling, it was hot and cold, which caused him torture.
The void is pulling the evil patterns and obscure words imprinted on him.
He howled again, but this time he got a response from the owner.
"You should be afraid—"
The blue humanoid flame told him this.
"Fear will make the fusion process smoother, which will make it talk."
He could hardly distinguish the source of this voice.
From the moment the iron door of the cage was opened, the owner seemed to be able to break into his mind as he pleased, which had happened many times.
Sometimes the master will leave something-knowledge, ability, hunger.
Sometimes he took away some, perhaps memories, or emotions, which is difficult to confirm.
He has many questions.
However, when he saw the thing emerging from the depths of the void, all the problems disappeared.
It flows like mercury, shiny and highly toxic.
It also saw him.
At that time, the owner seemed to guess what he was asking.
"That's a low-level subspace creature."
The host explained.
"A predator, dangerous, greedy, but not smart...maybe called cunning."
It gradually approached, and the weak energy shield shivered, and soon it would be penetrated, only in an instant, and let it break in.
"It can be tamed. If the will to control it is strong enough, do you have that will?"
The soul drinker is just a weapon, but the master has given him thinking and will, so he is very different from other similar.
He has emotions, he will be excited and afraid.
"Yes Master--"
He failed to finish the conversation.
The demon predator found a breakthrough and immediately rushed into the room.
It wraps the soul-drinker and screams joyfully as he finds a handy prey.
At this moment, his master chuckled.
It was at this moment that the devil slowly realized that no matter which piece of skin covered with runes and marks on the Soul Drinker he touched, he could no longer escape.
It was unable to devour its prey, but was trapped.
He collapsed, tumbling and twisting in severe pain. The demon first tried to escape, then struggled in vain, and finally gradually integrated into his body.
As the halo slowly closed, isolating the crimson hell, the soul drinker heard the master's voice further away.
"You need to spend a few days of severe pain to overwhelm it. Failure means that both of you will die. The magic inscribed on you is indestructible... You are now fused, it is your weapon, you must tame it , Just as I tame you."
The words echoed away, and then only his scream, and the devil's scream.
There is also flame and pain.
Flame, and pain.
He opened his eyes again. The first thing that caught his eye was a shaking mask. The patterns and patterns on it were full of intimidation, causing his muscles to twitch involuntarily.
A blazing fire was burning in the surrounding brazier, but it did look green, and these lights dyed everything into a strange dark green.
"It's broken inside, basically."
The mask shook for a while, then stretched his arms to grab his chin, lifted his head upwards, and was almost taken off his gums.
"But the trauma recovered quickly."
He moved a bit, but found himself suspended in the air by chains, his limbs and neck were by the thick wire of the forearm, pulling him into a big character.
"Woke up?"
Another voice sounded, and a giant came to him in front of him. Even if he hung from the ground, he still couldn't stare at the other side, and he could only raise his head slightly.
He knows who is coming, no one can ignore the iconic white skin.
"overlord."
A groaning word rolled out of his throat, and Gook glanced at him, then turned to Mogdrogen.
"Who is that inside now?"
"He is the only one left, and everything else is done, and there is no scum left, but maybe this guy's head will become less awake."
Gook snorted and lifted the mechanical claws a few times to cut off all the chains.
Falling heavily to the ground, he twisted for a while, as if he wanted to adapt to his body, and then stood up danglingly.
"What's your name? How did it appear in this guy's body?"
Facing Guck's inquiry~EbookFREE.me~ He froze for a while, then looked down at his hands and at his legs and body.
"I... so thin... not green... strange..."
"I'm asking you!"
"I... I... don't remember... it seems... who I fought with... right?"
Then he touched his face and muttered:
"I'm not...this..."
At this moment, his skin began to surging, and even with the muscles with bones, he quickly formed a face similar to Gu Ke, but the skin is a green image of a giant Ok.
But oncoming is a punch.
"Not allowed to learn me!"
Punching the opponent down, Guk took off the mask on Mogdhogan's face.
"You follow him, yes, that's it."
After some inexplicable punch, he heard Guck's words, and after seeing Mogduogen's somewhat veiled face, his image changed again and became exactly the same as Mogduogen.
"This is interesting."
Guk clapped his hands and smiled with flowers on his face.
"Well, after that, you will be called a strange face, just follow me, did you hear it?"
"Uh... uh... ah?"
The chaos in his mind got his name before he was awake.
"You check it again after he confirms that there is no problem. I go to find the shrimp."
After instructing Mogdrogen, Guk left the camp and returned to his own court.
There, Gracas has sorted out many materials and photos and waited for his presence. There are no other Oaks or human beings here, only him and the messenger of Wendigo.
"Your Majesty, please see."