Vol 2 Chapter 948: Master Acharn

Malfurion Grief felt that his time was running out. There were more and more parts of the Corrupted Tree in his body, while the parts belonging to Malfurion were declining.
The Corrupted Tree is a work of Nurgle, as long as it exists in this world, it is a great contribution to Chaos, and Malfurion must work hard to balance himself with the Corrupted Tree in terms of contribution.
Otherwise, the worthless person will be completely replaced by the Corrupted Tree.
Now, there are two ways to go before Malfurion. On the one hand, he continues to advance as planned. He is now less than one-third away from the elf camp, but there is a high probability that he will be there. Before arriving at the elf camp, he completely lost himself.
The other way is the opportunity provided by the Four Chaos Gods. In the other direction, a chosen son of Chaos God who is favored by the Four Gods is waiting to be fed and needs his help. If Malfurion is willing to go and provide help. , He can get more time to linger.
Of course, this may also be a joke, a joke from the evil of chaos, full of malice, maybe there are no children of chaos there at all, when Malfurion wasted his time, the only thing waiting for him was from the evil of chaos. Endless ridicule.
Where to go?
Will you accept the task given by the Four Chaos Gods? Take a gamble?
Malfurion's remaining brain made rational judgments. He had already lost the chance to comeback. Now he is just a big fish on the table. The only thing that Chaos Cthulhu can argue is how to handle himself.
But he still didn’t want to give up. During this period of time, Malfurion had artificially created more than 5,000 chaos worshipers. The members of those primitive tribes were very foolish. They couldn’t distinguish what is evil and nature worship. .
When many people saw Malfurion’s body over twenty meters tall, they threw their five bodies on the ground. At this time, Malfurion was like a moving world tree, the tall tree crown was full of disgusting maggots and Spoilage substance.
In addition, Malfurion also uses his bloodline descendants as a channel to allow more than one hundred chaos demons to descend through the chaos gates in the body. They will be nightmares in this world and will constantly open new chaos gates. .
But this is far from enough. The Corrupted Tree grows very fast, leaving him almost unable to resist.
Malfurion stayed on the spot for about three minutes, finally sighed, and chose to compromise and start another path.
During these three minutes, the ground under his feet became dry and cracked, and the surrounding plants died rapidly. The invisible plague mixed in the air and blossomed and spread further along with the breeze.
The parasites parasitic on him took the opportunity to fall off, got into the unnourished ground, screamed and burrowed away from the ground, countless air roots rooted in the ground, and then intertwined into a carpet. The same lichen covered the ground, and new flowers of sin thrive on it.
Diderick Green spent the most memorable night in his life in the castle. When he woke up, he could not remember what he had done before. There was no one in the whole castle. It seemed that everyone disappeared overnight. same.
But the feeling that all his desires were completely satisfied made him refreshed, and in vaguely he could only remember a color and that charming figure.
"An unforgettable night!" Didier stretched his waist and lay on the bed of the knight master.
After half an hour of panic, Diderick finally determined that there was only one living person in the entire castle.
So the courageous Diderick started stealing various seemingly valuable items with a sack. I don’t know why he seemed so sure that the knight would never come back to catch him. A strange sense of security made him finally let go Sack.
"Since they have all run away, why don't I stay here?" Didier was taken aback by his thoughts. What happened to him?
But in the end Diderick still failed to withstand the temptation. He put on the smooth silk shirt of the knight master, calfskin pants, and the exquisite inner armor that knights wear every day, walking around the castle. It's like being at home.
"Is this the life of the nobles?" Diderick felt that he was a little drunk. This is the life he has always dreamed of!
After running around the castle alone all morning, Diderick still did not feel hungry, as if he had eaten a whole cow yesterday.
But in fact, he remembered that it was still dark when he ate yesterday, and the food was just a piece of moldy brown bread.
"Anyway, it's time to treat his stomach!" With his sense of smell, Didier found the kitchen in the castle. He had never been here before.
"Vegetables, vegetables, fruits, don't." Didier felt nauseous when he saw the food. He threw the food all over the floor, and finally found a large piece of ham in the cellar and gobbled it up.
It was a piece of ham weighing fifteen kilograms. Didier wiped it out all by himself, but felt that the more he ate, the more hungry he became.
"God of War! Is it you Diderick!" A crisp female voice looked at Diderick who was gobbled up at the mouth of the cellar: "How dare you eat the ham of Lord Knight! Are you crazy? Are you afraid that he will hang you Huh? Where are all the guards today? Why are you alone?"
Didier knows this woman. It is the daughter of the cook in the castle, named Miley, a very kind widow, who often relieves Didier.
A few days ago, she happened to take time off to visit her children in the city, but when she came back today, she found that there was no one in the castle~EbookFREE.me~ except for Diderick.
Didier was very grateful to this widow, if it weren't for her, he almost starved to death a few times.
But now Diderick looked at the widow, his only thought was-delicious!
"What are you going to do--" The young widow's screams stopped abruptly, and she was dragged directly into the cellar by two arms that were deformed like tentacles, followed by a sour chewing sound.
A few hours later.
"Miley, make me something to eat." Diderick sat in the place where the knight master usually sits and looked at the young widow in front of him: "I want to have some more leg meat."
"Of course, Master Acharn!" Miley, with only half of her face left, chopped off half of her calf without hesitation: "Today's leg meat is very fresh and tender. You must like it."
"Call me Diderick."
"Okay, Master Acharn."