Chapter 1790: Everyone has an unhealthy black history

"Destroy... indigestion?"
I was shocked by Evelina's answer for a long time and I couldn't recover.
It broke my heart, made the whole family restless, and made the small black charcoal have to suffer from difficult symptoms again, but it was just...just indigestion?
"Don't lie to you." Evelina's voice had a smile on her face, as if to say, silly, the truth is that simple.
"I just scanned your daughter's body carefully just now."
Houhou, what did you do to my little black charcoal, it is useless to touch her with dirty hands? Didn't she look at her with obscene eyes? Chop your hands, dig your eyes, bastard!
But think about whether it borrows its own body, hands are its own, and eyes are its own, or forget it.
"Although it is not created by... cough, the race created by God is not as good as the angels and dragons, but the night demons can get such powerful racial characteristics under natural breeding conditions, which is also a small Miracle."
"That's not that, in Hell, the Night Devil family is also a higher race, but unfortunately because of the problems of future generations, it finally fell into this situation." I said proudly, as if I were the Night Devil family.
It is a pity that the night devil can only give birth to the night elf, which is completely intolerable for the powerful ones in hell. Their fertility is already very low. It is not easy to tinker with their children and grandchildren. How can I tolerate Night Devil to borrow that?
Because of this, the night demons gradually faded and finally had to come to the dark continent to seek development. Then they had become extremely weak, and they were sorrowfully destroyed by the Holy See.
At least it is so recorded in the history books, as to how they came to the dark continent, we have no way of knowing.
Seeming to see through my thoughts, Evelina denied: "I said that the night monsters are powerful, and they do not refer to the characteristics of their offspring. Of course, this is also good. What I said is powerful, just like your daughter. It’s about falling down this time."
"What's that?" Listening to it, I suddenly had a strong curiosity.
"Through my research, the Night Devil family may not be so powerful and not perfect when they were just born. But they have a powerful ability to eat, which is what you call blood-sucking behavior. Get the characteristics of each other's abilities from the blood to continuously improve and strengthen yourself."
"So cow?" I widened my eyes and blurted out.
Doesn't it mean that as long as they can more blood from the strong, they can evolve infinitely, if they can the blood of God. Isn't it against the sky?
No, it’s not right, if this is the case, the night demons have long gone against the sky. Secret history records that the night demons as a vassal of the fallen demons (that is, the group of guys split up in the battle of the end and the end) also had a honeymoon period. Of course, there is certainly no less blood from the other party.
If you really can get the other party's ability from the other party's blood, infinite evolution. Then the night demons would definitely be able to deal with angels. The fallen demons, and the dragons, each hold their own.
really. I just thought about this, and I heard Evelina also gave an explanation.
"Of course, this ability is not infinitely absorbed. Each race has its own racial ability limits. For example, no matter how absorbed the night monster is, it cannot exceed the angels and dragons created by God. When their qualities are optimized to their racial limits, they will automatically stop, and if..."
"And what?" Seeing the other party suddenly selling the pass at a critical moment, I couldn't help but urge it.
"If you want to forcibly absorb the things that can't be absorbed, it will become like your daughter." After hanging my appetite for a while, this evil salty fish sword used a ridiculous tone, and finally said.
"Wh... what do you mean?" I didn't understand it for a moment.
"So I didn't say it? Indigestion." The other person sighed and made chicken for my IQ.
"The question is not this, why... you just said [forcibly absorb things that can not be absorbed], should you mean...Is it my blood?" After finishing my thoughts, I shook my head violently, unable to Asked in confidence.
"Isn't this a good understanding of what I said, although it's just a mortal IQ."
"Why is my blood something that black charcoal cannot absorb?" I continued to ask, ignoring the teasing of the salted fish sword.
This time, the other party was silent for a long time, and I was also confused. I wanted to know, but I was afraid of something. My throat wriggled for a long time, but I did not urge to ask.
"Actually... there is no problem if you change to a few years ago." For a long time, the other party suddenly came up with a word that couldn't catch up.
"Why do you say this?" Although the topic is not looking at the edge, it just let my tight nerves relax and looked at each other curiously.
"Think about it yourself. What happened in recent years?"
"..."
"..."
"Sorry……"
"I knew I shouldn't count on your stupid head." Evelina hated me for not arguing and counted angrily.
"What happened to you yourself, I don't know. It's not clear what happened when you came to see me a few times?"
"It makes sense." I clapped my hands and pondered.
In fact, I haven't seen too many teenagers with Evelina. Since the time to the dark continent has not been calculated once a year, I have to say something in recent years...
Hey, haven’t you seen them in recent years, but I have recalled a few abnormal conditions, those things that have been bothering you now, and you don’t want to remember them.
After the Battle of the Black Dragon Elias, that strange, somewhat sad dream, until now, from time to time flashed through the dream, when I woke up, I found the pillow wet.
There is also the strange self-mutilation skills taught by strange guys before and after fighting with Harry Road. After drinking the weird potion made by the weird guy, and then weakened for a while, I met Evelina once during that time.
Before that... it may be traced back to the battle of breaking through the realm of the field. It also used the strange skills taught by the strange guys, and then turned into strange monsters, and finally seemed strange. The strange guy possessed himself, and somehow won the battle.
My whole person is strange. Is this kind of memory a bit sad? Why does self-mutilation always account for most of my memory? I’m not a weird guy who has practiced a seven-wound fist, or a second lord who vomits blood every time he makes a move. I’m the protagonist, the protagonist, is it really good to abuse the master?
Don't let me have some other better memories. For example, things like girls and girls, for example, girls and girls.
Yeah, the knight novel is a knight novel after all, the reality can't be so beautiful, if I am really the protagonist appearing in a book, then the author must be a third-rate commodity who doesn't understand the market.
I don’t know what is the most popular way to write H text, so as to attract readers? ! If you know it, hurry up and give me another hundred harem bastards!
Cough, the topic is far away, it should be said that I am evading reality. Only these two incidents, I have little reason to recall.
"It seems that you have already thought of something." The salted fish sword did not give face, and uncovered my stupid mask.
"I didn't expect anything, I didn't expect anything." I shook my head purringly.
"I told you the first time I met. I am a traverser. I am a person from another world. It's not that I boast. I'm called a otaku in that world. Does otaku know what it is? It is squatting at home every day to play. The guy who loses his job and yells at work and loses. Even the office workers who work hard to support themselves are not as good as the numb and numb workers."
"Of course I know this, I knew it from the beginning." Xianyujian shook his head helplessly.
"You just want to prove hard, you are just an ordinary person, right?"
"Yes, yes, of course, I actually want to be a superman and I want to save the world, but I have to carry too heavy things. Forget it." Like Obasan, who knows his destiny, I look funny and self-deprecating. Shake hands.
"It really hasn't changed, your character."
"Haha, right, it hasn't changed from more than a decade ago to now, but I'm called a man who doesn't move like a mountain." I continued to act silly.
"You never thought about it, who was it in your last life, in your last life?" Evelina didn't seem to intend to let me go.
"Yes... who is it?" I asked nervously with a stiff smile.
"God knows, it seems to be a very ordinary guy."
"Why, the guy who doesn't know anything, scared me, so daring!" After I heard it, I patted my chest, relieved, and then the villain glared.
"Well, let me trace your origins..."
"I'm sorry, I was wrong, Master Alfredo, who knows everything."
"It seems... forget, I won't force you."
"Yes, yes, barely happy, I have to go home to spend more time with my wife." I smiled stiffly.
The topic seemed to end here, and Evelina and I were silent.
"That...should I save the little black charcoal?" I noticed that this guy didn't seem to be in a good mood. I carefully looked at it for several times before I got up the courage and asked.
"Since I promised you nothing, I shouldn't have helped such a guy!" Evelina said to me with resentment and anger.
"Uh... sorry."
"Forget it, in fact, I knew it early in the morning, you are such a guy, with a character like a mediocre mortal."
"I was originally a mortal." I whispered in protest.
"Well, aren't you going to save your baby girl? Take this." It seemed too lazy to talk to me, Evelina's sword flicked gently, and suddenly, there was a dagger in front of me.
A dagger formed by condensing golden energy has a dazzling light and a familiar feeling, like life. The light and halo emanating from the dagger on top of the dagger and its own pulse beat frequency form a perfect echo.
"This... how to use this?" Although surprised by this sword. But I am more confused about its usage, how to use this thing to save the little black charcoal?
"Isn't this obvious?" Evelina smiled very funny.
"With this dagger, just insert it into your baby girl's chest."
"What are you talking about?" I suspect something is wrong with my ear.
"I'll only say it once, if you don't believe me, forget it. Solve it yourself." The other party said lightly, and there was already a motive in the tone, if it had a way to drive me away.
"You guys. It was intentional, let me do it on purpose." I was angry.
"Yes, I did it on purpose. If I can’t even make up my mind about this matter, and if I don’t have the courage to trust people, I advise you not to be a savior. Find a deep mountain old forest with your wife and daughter Go in seclusion." The mocking tone spread from the opposite side.
I was silent for a moment.
"Really... will there be no problem?"
"I repeat, I don’t need to lie to you. Of course, you can also treat me as an enemy. It has always been just to achieve a certain purpose, fooling you and cheating you. Then, please try to save your daughter yourself. Right!"
"Okay, I believe you." Holding my dagger, I made up my mind.
"Just because you are willing to accompany me, I believe you are not a bad guy."
"Is it based on this point to judge my good or bad, you bastard!"
Evelina set off the table at that time~EbookFREE.me~ But soon, its tone softened, and I chose to believe it anyway. this decision. It seems to make its complaints a lot less.
"Go, choose the path you want to take. Whenever I will... forget it, and confusing you with these words, leave me alone."