Fishman Island, the resident of the new Iscar murloc kingdom.

   After the war with Memphis, the Murloc Island entered the stage of cultivation and rejuvenation, silently licking the wound, but the calm was only on the surface, but the undercurrent was surging in the back.

Although this war ended with the signing of a peace contract between the two parties, not only did the murlocs of various tribes suffered heavy losses in this war, but they also paid substantial compensation to human beings. Strictly speaking, the murlocs of this war were the losers. Under such circumstances, the initiator of this war, Iscar’s new king Varro Carter, naturally caused some murlocs’ dissatisfaction, if it weren’t for Varro holding the Sea King’s scepter in his hand, there was also a Tier 4 angry wave. The guardian of the whales had long been unable to hold back the murlocs, but even the internal situation of the newly established Kingdom of Iscar became more acute.

   The weather was rare and sunny on this day. Many murlocs were swimming in the sea, and the octopod tribe was quiet.

As the most powerful tribe in the New Iskar Kingdom besides the royal family where Varro is located, the Eight-legged tribe naturally has a vast resident, and out of respect for the strong, there are no other murlocs near the eight-legged tribe. Tribes exist.

   Undersea caves, shadows floating.

   "High priest, what the **** is it?"

With blood and tears in his eyes, kneeling down on his knees, looking at the high priest Mark Posey or monster in front of him, the patriarch of the Eight-legged tribe asked with gritted teeth, while the surrounding area was messy and colorful. , Looks like clothing, but in fact it is a piece of murloc skin.

   "Why? Then there is why, shouldn't you be eaten by me?"

   Although the voice of the high priest was as bleak as before, his tone was more like an innocent child, innocent, pure and terrifying.

   Hearing this, Luizhang's eyes completely lost its brilliance.

   "What I should have thought of, what I should have thought of, you are not the high priest at all, it is I who harmed the tribe, it was I who harmed the tribe."

   murmured, as if being emptied of strength, the trick was completely soft to the ground, and at this time the high priest Mark Posey came to him.

The former Mark Posi looks similar to humans, but the current Mark Posi is a veritable monster. Its lower body is densely packed, long or short, thick or slender with arms and legs of various colors, and its upper body is a The bloated mass of flesh, against a distorted face, had a faint trace of Mark Posey's shadow.

   "Since you have finished asking, let me eat, OK? I haven't eaten enough just now."

   The three big faintly blue-eyed beads turned, and Mark Posey or the monster looked at the ruse with a pure and sincere gaze, as if he was really asking for his opinion.

   "Monster, you..."

   At this time, as if returning to the light, Gui Zhang suddenly roared.

   "Hey, you agree, I know, you are so kind."

   The shadows were distorted, the arms and legs sprang up, and the eyes of all colors on it turned one after another, revealing unabashed greed and desire.

   Thin fleshy thorns grow on the arms and legs, and before the ruse is finished, those fleshy thorns pierce into the body of the ruse.

   hiss, it was like drinking watermelon juice with a straw. In just an instant, both the flesh and bones of the ruse were completely sucked by the monster, leaving only a complete murloc skin.

   Hmm~ The three big eye beads are narrowed, and the monster seems to be reminiscent of the delicious food just now, not knowing when its lower body has another thick arm and foot.

   "Well, it's delicious, but it's too little."

   twisted his body to bring out a shadow, the monster's eyes showed desire, just like a child who has not eaten enough candy.

   "It smells good, there seems to be more outside."

   Waving his arms and legs, the dense eyeballs rolled, all of them cast their eyes to the outside of the cave.

   "I want to eat, I want to eat."

   Old or young, heroic or feminine clamors sounded, twisting the body, the shadow followed, the monster dragged the bloated body to the outside of the cave, leaving a wet trace on the ground.

   "But what should I be called? Mark Posey? Deception? Dali? Forget it, I don't want so much, but I should fill my stomach first. I'm starving to death."

   The shadow disappeared, leaving only faint words echoing in the silent cave.

   Ghost Island, the poisonous snake that was transforming his little treasure suddenly stopped the action in his hand.

  Walking out of the laboratory, looking into the distance, the viper slightly wrinkled his fading eyebrows.

   "Hi, this breath is a bit familiar, it seems to be similar to me, this is really interesting."

   With a sick smile on his pale face, the snake turned his hand and took out a phone bug.

  Lvye Town, Botanical Garden, green flames are rising wantonly, and vegetation bathed in such flames grows rapidly. During this time, Sean has been changing the method and using the fire of life.

This is done to get acquainted with the heat of life as soon as possible, and to enhance the control of the heat of life, and the second is to polish his mental power and improve the subtle manipulation of mental power. Of course, the most important thing is that he is constructing his own A witchcraft killer.

This sounds unbelievable. After all, Sean has just advanced to Tier 4, but Sean not only has a complete inheritance, but also has exposure to a variety of extraordinary roads. With enough accumulation, it is not completely impossible to create a witchcraft killer~www .readwn.com~ The emergence of the Flame of Life has further magnified this possibility.

Brubru, the phone worm's voice rang, looking at the viper's face emerging from it, there was a hint of surprise in Sean's blue eyes. The viper was an experimental madman, and he would never think of it when there was nothing serious. Call yourself a bug. "Oh? Is there anything like this? Your kind? If that's the case, go and see."

   Hanging up the phone worm and gathering the flames of life, Sean fell into contemplation.

   Although the poisonous snake has a human body and human wisdom, it is only his coat after all. His essence is a pale nightmare, and the nature that he can call the same kind is also a nightmare.

  According to the news that Sean got from the memory of the titled sorcerer, Bloody Wings, this creature is unexpectedly weird. I don't know how many powerful people fell into their hands in the distant era.

"I don't know if this nightmare is a new birth, or it has revived like a poisonous snake. If it is the former, it will be fine in a short time. If it is the latter, I am afraid it will be more troublesome. This world is really worse. It's getting messy."

There are several kinds of nightmare, the most common is the gray nightmare, and the general new-born nightmare is of this kind, the most common and the most common, and only possesses the most basic characteristics of the nightmare, and there is also the blue nightmare, which is very small. , Which is equivalent to the nobles in the nightmare, often has some powerful special abilities, and in the end, it is the alien species like the pale nightmare. The probability of appearance is extremely low. The number is usually calculated in single digits. The strength is variable, and some are strong. It's terrible, some are weak and pitiful.

   Not in the mood to continue training, Xiao En got up and left the botanical garden. He originally planned to cultivate a few Superman Devil Fruits later, but now it seems to be ahead of schedule.

  

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