Chapter 1972: Stealing stare

How is this going? !
Todd hurriedly rushed to his father, put his ear to his chest and listened to the heartbeat, then tried to wake him up.
At the same time, the giant hill who had just eaten sugar foamed in three mouthfuls, clutching his stomach, and collapsed to the ground in pain.
Todd looked around, his father hadn't awakened, and his brothers and sisters had fallen into a coma one after another. This sudden change made him at a loss.
Todd, the "dumb", hadn't figured out the situation yet, Hailar, who was peeping through the mirror at the banquet on the island, suddenly woke up and jumped up anxiously.
"Despicable Mesinger, poisoned the sugar!"
"If this is the case, should we send it to stop Mesinger's party from committing an attack?"
Holden looked at Qiao An, and among the four, he was the only one who could perform the "Teleport Technique".
"Don't be impulsive!" Audrey calmly analyzed the current situation. "The hill giant is cruel and evil, and what he did is no better than the Messinger party. The conflict between them is purely a dog biting dog. Let's There is no reason to interfere."
"Take a step back, even if we intervene, we may not be able to beat Messinger, Frody, Mustafa, and the soul-eater Agareth. On the contrary, we may expose our appearance and destroy the follow-up tracking plan."
Hailar agreed with Audrey and added: "The most important thing now is to figure out the reason why Mesinger was poisoned in sugar. Chief Bull's family regarded him as a friend, but why did he do such a despicable act? Murder the chief's family?"
"Mssinger conspired against Chief Bull's family, I am afraid it is to steal the'magic pot' Ireneir." Qiao An pointed to the "remote mirror".
Francis Messinger in the mirror saw the Bull’s family fall to the ground with no unexpected expression on his face. He stood up in a hurry, kicked the big iron pot on the stove with a kick. He pours the stew in the pot on the ground sparingly, walks forward to lift the iron pot, recite a mantra, the iron pot in his hand immediately shrinks into a small bowl as big as a palm.
Seeing this scene, Joan recalled the night when he sneaked into Frody Manor. He had heard Mesinger and Frody talk about the "sacred pot" of the Bull family, which can create holy water, and it is suitable for dealing with the entrenched in Ghana. The undead on the island of Erti.
That is, during that conversation, Messinger revealed the idea of ​​borrowing the magic pot from Chief Bull, and vowed to vowed to Flodi that Chief Bull was very loyal and would not fail to give face to his old friend.
Looking back now, Qiao Ann couldn't help feeling horrified by Mesinger's sinister scheming. It turned out that from that moment on, this insidious man had thought of poisoning Chief Boer's family. The so-called "borrowing" the magic pot, to put it bluntly, was to kill people after poisoning and take away the heirloom of the Fang Tribe!
Realizing this, Qiao Ann realized that even though he knew that Mesinger and Frody were not good people, he still greatly underestimated their shamelessness, and later dealt with this kind of shameless villain with no bottom line. What a long mind!
Mesinger took out a handkerchief and wiped the shrunken pot clean. He was about to put it into the storage bag when he heard a roar from behind.
Turning to see, Chief Bull’s youngest son, Todd Fang, was glaring at him with red eyes, like a mad bullfight.
"Huh? You idiot didn't eat sweets. You are really a fool."
Mesinger's casual mockery angered Todd even more. Even if his brain was not bright, he had already realized that Mesinger had poisoned the sugar, and his purpose was nothing more than stealing the "magic pot" Ireneier.
"Asshole! Give Arinier back to me!"
Todd clenched his fists and snarled at Mezinger.
"Canwa!"
The halfling warlock chanted spells at the right time and raised his hand to cast the "Monster Hold Spell".
Todd was unconsciously hit by the cyan beam coming from behind him, and suddenly felt paralyzed all over, like a felled tree, thumped and threw himself straight to the ground.
Mesinger sneered and lifted his foot, stepped over Todd's unwilling face, and said to Mustafa: "The hill giants are strong, often eat dirty things, and are very resistant to toxins. It won’t be long before they will wake up. Taking advantage of their powerlessness to resist, kill them all quickly so as not to leave trouble."
The Black Spirit Assassin nodded and led his orders, drew out the poisoned stinging sword thin like a steel cone at his waist, walked to a nearby hill giant, looked at the other's face, it seemed that he was the eldest son of Chief Bull, and was too lazy to distinguish it carefully. A sword pierced his chest, his wrist flicked, and the sharp blade shattered his heart.
The vitality of the hill giant is really strong, and he is still struggling to die.
Mustafa twitched the corner of his mouth, sneered and drew out a rapier, intending to fill the opponent's throat with a sword to completely end his life.
"Master Mustafa, don't do it for now!" Soul Eater Agareth hurried over, "Let me take care of this dying giant!"
Mustafa looked at the Soul Eater coldly, as if wondering what idea he had left so many poisoned hill giants not to kill, and had to rush to kill this guy with the last breath?
However, he didn't ask any questions in the end, but made a "please" gesture at Agareth.
"Thanks, Master Mustafa!"
The wretched face of the soul eater was full of smirks, and he leaned forward to the bloody, dying hill giant in his chest, his pupils contracted suddenly, and two gray rays full of negative energy burst into his eyes.
The hill giant was hit by the ray from Agareth's eyes, twitched violently, and then stopped breathing, and the remaining vitality of the soul fusion escaped from the body, turning into starlights and floating in the air.
Before the life energy of the hill giant completely dissipated, Agareth took a deep breath, swallowed the stars in the sky, sighed contentedly, and a strange blush appeared on his face.
The corpse of the hill giant eroded by negative energy suddenly twisted, and suddenly burst under Mustafa's surprised gaze, and the broken corpse turned into a ghoul.
Perhaps it was because this ghoul was transformed from the corpse of a hill giant. It was larger than the ghoul turned into by a human corpse, and appeared stronger and more brutal. Hounds waiting for the owner's orders.
Agareth grinned and pointed to another unconscious hill giant nearby, and issued an attack command to the ghoul.
The ghoul roared, turned and rushed to the family member before his death, biting each other's throat mercilessly, blood splashing up.
Mustafa frowned, couldn't restrain his curiosity, and asked Agareth: "What kind of magic do you use, it looks like some kind of necromantic magic."
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