Mage Joan

Joan was satisfied with the response of the larynx.

"I want to do some research on strange monsters. I need a lock throat monster as a sample and dissect it. If you don't want to dedicate your life to my research, grab a similar kind instead."

The Throat Monster was stunned by Johan’s terrible request.

For a long time, it nodded awkwardly.

Joan remotely controlled the "Mage Ghost Palm", pulled it to his front, raised his hand and patted it on the head, and chanted an elven spell spelling "insight" to establish between himself and the throat monster "Visual link".

Through this invisible link, in the next seven hours, Joan can share the vision of the lock throat monster at any time and use his eyes to observe the outside world.

After casting the spell, Joan remotely controlled the "Mage Ghost Palm", slowly released his finger, and released the lock throat monster.

As soon as the monster's feet touched the ground, he dived into the shadows away from the fire, and moved to the distance tremblingly.

At this moment, Joan's mental induction came to his mind.

"You can't run away."

"No matter where you hide, I am watching you, and I can communicate my will to your mind at any time."

The Throat Monster's eyes widened in horror and stopped.

On this unlucky day, it has suffered too much shock and has been unable to withstand more mental stress.

The magical spells displayed by Joan, as well as his cruel and vicious research, have made the Throat Monster increasingly inclined to believe that the human form at this moment is actually just Joan’s disguise. Most of his true form is at the first sight. The eye demons.

The life of the Throat Monster is not rich, but in the dark area to discuss life, at least you should know which creatures you can't afford.

On this list, the eye demons can definitely be at the forefront.

Recalling Joan's eerie temperament and ruthless threat, as well as his obsession with anatomical lock throat monsters, reflects an incomprehensible, almost crazy way of thinking.

Madness is precisely the most well-known personality trait of the eye demons.

The Throat Monster is becoming more and more convinced that the person who captured himself, although it appears to be a human teenager, in fact this is just disguise, and his true identity should be a "big-eyed tyrant" with an extremely distorted, crazy, and perverted character.

Don't ask him why he wants to be human.

If there is a reasonable explanation, can it be considered "crazy"?

The Throat Monster decided to sweep away the thought of running away from his mind.

If a giant-eyed tyrant no longer restricts the freedom of slaves, it is by no means benevolent but testing the loyalty of slaves.

The Throat Monster is very convinced: if he tries to betray Joan and escape from his claws, the result is destined to end in tragedy. It is nothing more than to provide this tyrant with the double pleasure of chasing the fugitive and killing the traitor.

The Throat Monster made up his mind that as a bone-shaped strange monster, it would never give the other party an excuse to satisfy the above-mentioned perverted fun!

The "detect thought" spell allows Joan to turn his mental power into a probe, implant it in the mind of the lock throat, and sense its subtle changes in mind. Just like fingertips gently touching a board painting, you can feel the concave and convex patterns on the surface of the board.

"It seems that you have made a wise choice."

Joan poked the corned beef with a dagger and handed it to the laryngeal monster.

The laryngeal monster accepted his reward with anguish and fear, chewing the beef with a big mouth, and grunting in his throat.

"To make it easier to distinguish you from other larynx monsters, you need to give you a name and call you later..."Guru"."

The Throat Monster nodded gently, and when he swallowed the saliva, the gurgling sounded again in his throat.

Joan grabbed the gold coin on the ground, made a pen with a dagger, and carved No. 16 Rune Rune "Sigel" on the surface of the gold coin, and then injected a light spell matching the rune's morals.

"Take this gold coin and look for your kind."

"Kill it and bring the body back to me."

Guru stretched out a trembling palm and held the magical gold coin that slid down from the master's fingertips.

At the same time, the master's warning circulated in his mind like a nightmare.

"Remember-I'm watching you!"

Guru shuddered.

There seemed to be a huge and gritty eyeball in the midst, which was peeping at it coldly, making it feel chilling.

...

A dim underground cave, a deformed figure quietly skimming through the stalactite bushes that hang down from the dome, skilled and agile, comparable to the gibbon flying in the jungle.

Grunt ran out very far in one breath, the fire in the cave behind him faded faintly, and eventually engulfed in darkness.

Guru stopped and glanced back. There was no light in the field of vision.

The endless darkness is like a warm velvet robe wrapped around it, so that it finds a long-lost sense of security.

Just then, a voice sounded in its mind.

"Why stop?"

"Continue to carry out your mission."

Grumbling, the false sense of security was shattered by this cold voice.

Now it is convinced that what the master said is true.

The host is indeed monitoring it, can see its every move at any time, and give orders to it from a distant place.

Recognizing this cruel reality, Gu Lu's heart had just germinated the idea of ​​escape and was smashed.

Since the owner has been looking at himself, even if he escapes to the end of the world, it doesn't make sense. Damn it.

Guru was desperate and completely lost the courage to pursue freedom.

Guru didn't want to die, so he obediently obeyed the master's orders, acted as a master's killer, and found himself a substitute for the dead ghost.

Gollum continued on the road and flew through the labyrinthine underground tunnel, sometimes stopping to sniff.

Gulu's eyesight is average, but his nose is very smart.

If there is its kind nearby, it is not difficult for Grunt to smell the other party's smell.

Especially in the mating season, the laryngeal monster walking alone in the underground world must rely on the pheromone emitted by the same kind to determine the position of the other party, so as to go to court.

If the nose is not sensitive enough to seize every precious opportunity for mating, such rare and abominable strange creatures have become extinct due to low fertility.

Guru quickly smelled the target he was looking for and quickly moved towards the other party's den.

In a cluster of stalagmites, dark shadows loomed.

Black Shadow also noticed that someone was approaching, and turned his head to the dome with vigilance, suddenly jumped up, climbed to the top of the towering stalagmite, fiercely widened his eyes, and stared at the grunt hanging upside down on the stalactite.

The stalactites hanging down from the top of the cave are staggered with stalagmites rising from the ground.

Two laryngeal monsters, one hangs upside down under the stalactite in a posture of the head and feet; the other crawls at the tip of the stalagmites, and the positions are basically parallel.

Guru is ten feet away from its prey, staring at each other in an upside-down position, and his eyes are not friendly.

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