Vol 2 Chapter 975: We are different

"Acharn!" The huge body of the Corrupted Treant Malfurion looked like a monster coming out of a nightmare. He dragged his heavy steps, covered with rust green scabs and abscesses due to rapid growth, as if The tumors are generally thick and plump.
Malfurion has appeared outside the knight’s castle. The tall tree canopy is full of disgusting fruits. Each one represents a dead soul, which is the sacrifice of all the corrupted tree men. By.
As Malfurion shouted, the fruits with their own appearance and facial features like a head also shouted together: "Acharn!"
Diderick Green, wearing a black bone armor, walked out of the passage that had become slippery with blood, and stepped on the paved with bones all the way up the high walls of the castle.
Malfurion was so huge, he was already quite a bit taller than the city wall when he stood outside the city. Even if he was standing on the city wall, Didier had to look up at Malfurion.
"Lower, you disgusting tree man." Didier did not say or act cautiously because of the strength of the opponent. He seemed to ask Malfurion for granted: "Kneel and let me see your face clearly."
The Corrupt Treeman uttered a loud roar because of humiliation, but his knees were as soft as boneless, and he could clearly feel that the Chaos Gods were more concerned about the humans in front of him.
Following Malfurion’s actions, the treant’s thick thighs continued to be broken with vines and fleshy tendons, and a large amount of muscle tissue and wood fibers were torn apart. Creatures with structures like the treants were apparently born at the very beginning. This kind of difficult movement should not be made.
But Diderick didn't care. He was semi-literate, able to write his own name and literate, but he was limited to watching TV entertainment programs. In his eyes, the giant tree man in front of him was just a courier.
This is a ‘little man’ sent by the great Chaos Gods to give them equipment, just like the bird that just appeared a few days ago, they are different from themselves.
Diderick is very satisfied with his current life. Although the great four chaotic gods have all kinds of quirks, once he adapts to their rhythm, he feels that he has a pretty good life.
After all, this is just a game. Diderick doesn’t think that playing crazy in the game will have any effect, but he sometimes forgets this. The game is so realistic that people can hardly tell the truth. And virtual.
Fortunately, in the game, they always call themselves Acharn, and every time Didrik hears this name, he will remember how many saps he suffered that night, which always reminds him that everything that happened here is not true.
"Acharn!" Malfurion's roar seemed to be transmitted from the end of the world. He angrily wanted to light himself with a torch, but the chaotic power that filled his body was like the most docile lamb. Bow down to the tiny human in front of him.
"Shut up, I know, I am Acharn!" Didier snorted coldly, and a deep pit burst out of the Corrupted Treeman's body. Light green sap dripped from the wound and poured on the wall. , Corroded the stone into charred black.
"Then you are the Anonymous who came to give the great Chaos God Chosen Acharn a gift?" Diderick looked at Malfurion arrogantly: "You better hurry up, because the great Acharn is already in front of you. A lot of time was wasted, he still has a lot of bad things to do."
When Diderick spoke in the third person, he suddenly felt weak by three points, and couldn't help adding: "Don't waste my time, you ugly old thing!"
Malfurion’s huge body was trembling with anger outside the city wall. It shuddered a lot of bits and pieces. Some looked like human internal organs. After landing, they got into the ground with spores that disappeared. Some were basketball-sized. Tree Cockroach: "I will give my heart to you, the great Acharn."
The former Archdruid, now Malfurion, the Corrupted Treant, roared word by word. It seemed that only in this way could he express his emotions. The bones at the feet of Diderick, who was shaking with the foul sound, were all there. Trembling.
But Diderick only dug his ears with his little finger. By the way, his fingers were like Edward Scissors, turning into a sharp blade. In the previous action, he accidentally enlarged his ears three times. Not only that, but fortunately, he didn't even notice this kind of "small fight" injury, and the wound healed at an indistinguishable speed.
With the strength of the corrupted treants as if they were constipated, a weird green heart with a plant-like texture gradually grew from the top of the canopy.
That heart is a bit too huge for a human being, as big as two basketballs.
And Diderick cut himself from the chest to the abdomen like a zipper, and the ribs and internal organs were swinging lazily like chains~EbookFREE.me~ seemed to want to make room for the new members.
Malfurion carefully sent his tree's heart into the mismatched cavity, and he was relieved with a sigh of relief.
There was an incomparable corrupting power in it. Even though Malfurion would lose most of his power, it would also bring him precious breathing time.
Didier ‘swallowed’ the heart of the tree and burped contentedly. This is not the strangest thing he has tasted recently, but it is definitely the best!
He felt a little itching on his back, as if something was gently cutting the texture of the muscles behind his back. The itching became more and more serious. Didier couldn't help but want to reach out and scratch his neck. He straightly rotated his neck a hundred and eighteen Ten degrees, and then saw the two big bags protruding behind him.
As the skin was stretched, the muscles were torn apart, and a pair of gray wings full of rotten markings appeared behind Diderick.
"Acharn!" Malfurion shook his huge body, trying to prop up his huge body: "I have completed the agreement, and now I am leaving!"
"Get off, you old dog!" Diderick, who had just grown a pair of wings, fluttered and flew high, and disappeared into the sky without looking back.
In reality, Yang Yuefan suddenly discovered that the energy level in Acharn's life-sustaining capsule was rapidly rising. According to the records displayed by the sensor, the nutrient solution in the life-sustaining capsule had been heated to more than 500 degrees at this time!
But Acharn's body was not in the slightest damage, a large amount of data overflowed, and the red warning light kept flashing in the secret cabin, reflecting Yang Yuefan's iron-blue face.
His palm hesitated on a red button for a long time, and finally he was not willing to press it.
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