Monster Minotaur

He felt threatened the moment Mo Yan was attacked, but by that time it was already too late. This is not to blame Mo Yan for not staying vigilant and counter-tracking, but because his attacker was too quiet and proficient in tracking skills. After losing his power, Mo Yan's perception was greatly affected.

As if waking up from a dark and mediocre dream, Mo Yan's consciousness gradually woke up from his coma. However, not only did he not open his eyes immediately, but his breathing also maintained the same rhythm as when he was unconscious as if instinctively. This was what he had been taught in the training camp. If you open your eyes without understanding the surrounding situation and directly tell others that you have woken up, you will easily fall into passivity.

Mo Yan knew that his posture was now in a Tai shape, so he moved his limbs without any trace, and felt the pull on his wrist. He should be tied somewhere now, and the cold feeling coming from underneath him should be rocks. There was some very weak wind blowing over the body. If I guessed correctly, this place should be in a cave, or at least in a house with rocks as a bed.

Niu Er listened to the sounds around him. There was no special noise around him. It seemed that the person who attacked him had left temporarily. After confirming the surrounding situation, Mo Yan opened his eyes. The first thing that caught his eye were the skulls of various creatures, suspended on his head by white silk threads. Some small bones were floating around the skulls in the breeze. Shake it gently, this is a wind chime made of bones.

It's actually a heart-shaped pattern. Mo Yan thought as he looked at the arrangement of the skulls. This terrifying handicraft also reveals a hint of cuteness while showing horror. Mo Yan prayed that this was not a man's or male's room, otherwise he might lose his anus. The person who would decorate such a room would be either a young girl, or a gay who has completely entered the new world.

He turned around and looked at the surrounding environment. This was a cave that was not too big. The twisted passage prevented Mo Yan from seeing the location of the cave entrance, but judging from the breeze that could be felt, as well as the window made of bones and grass blades of some unknown plants. This should be considered a very shallow location, and the rock walls of the cave are not very thick.

There were very few household facilities in the cave. In addition to the stone bed where Mo Yan lay, there was also a cocoon-like bed made of white silk threads of bird feathers and many cloth bags. That should be the place where his attacker rested. Those white silk threads, like spider silk, roughly indicated the identity of the attacker.

Mo Yan roughly guessed what exactly attacked him. It was probably something similar to a spider. After all, whether it is the drow city given to him by the Goddess of Pain or Lobito, which has now joined the New Elamite Federation, there are creatures called cave assassins. Mo Yan was very familiar with the silk they produced, as many of his clothes were made of that material.

It looks like you're awake. Mo Yan barely heard any sound before a strange creature with six arms walked in. Although the voice was as graceful as the most beautiful girl, her master was an extremely ugly monster.

The skin is blue and covered with a large number of particles, and the body looks extremely fat and swollen, with six seemingly long arms, allowing it to crawl on the ground. Those two pairs of small feet, which don't look too big and have smooth skin like humans, are probably the most beautiful part of its body, and it only uses them when it's standing.

There was no hair on the weird head, and it was covered with some plate-like carapace, and two long tentacles stood there. On her face like a pancake, the two huge red compound eyes were unusually eye-catching, not to mention she also had a nymph-like mouth with two large pincer teeth exposed. If this is a female of a race, it is estimated that only the males of their race will appreciate their beauty. In Mo Yan's opinion, this is a caterpillar with some human-like features magnified!

You didn't kill me immediately because you wanted to store food? Mo Yan's omnipotent language system came online again. The words spoken by the monster in front of him were not any language in the main plane, but unique to hell. The language of hell is generally incomprehensible to the creatures who do not live here.

Of course, the language of monsters also exists here. Most demons and powerful creatures in hell can speak the language of monsters. Being able to speak monster stories in hell is a symbol of great strength. Some intelligent hell creatures are proud of being able to speak monster stories, and this is a status symbol in the cities of hell.

You got my ribbon. The monster walked up to Mo Yan and looked at him and said, That was the first red silk thread I produced in my adult life. According to the rules of our clan, anyone who gets that random ribbon Anyone with a ribbon fluttering in the wind will become our husband and fertilize our eggs.”

You...any male from the clan can do it? Mo Yan tried his best to focus on the monster's feet. This method of focusing only on the beautiful parts of the object was something he learned from the training camp. Occasionally, in order to complete the task, Mo Yan will resort to some beauty tricks. No matter how ugly or old the other person is, Mo Yan must sleep with them.

We are the same as succubus. After Mo Yan only paid attention to the monster's feet, he felt much better after hearing the girl's voice: Any creature that gives birth to offspring with us will be a female of our clan. For We don't have any problem with this. It is said that there are very few creatures like minotaurs in hell. Although your power is not very powerful, you should be able to give my descendants a good physique.

Okay, then...if I let you get pregnant. After hearing what the monster said, Mo Yan thought of the monster's face again. Thinking that he might be fucked by such a disgusting monster, he felt like vomiting in his heart. Come up. However, although Mo Yan felt uncomfortable in his heart, on the surface he still maintained what he thought was the most friendly smile and said, Am I going to be able to leave here?

Of course not. The monster's big cake-worm face seemed to be smiling. His hands kept wandering over Mo Yan's body, touching the strong muscles and saying, I will be weak for a while after I give birth to eggs. Time, wait until your child and I hatch. You will become delicacies for me and my child, providing us with the necessary strength. Monsters from the main plane are really strong, except for those that are powerful and abnormal. Apart from other creatures, there are few such plump prey in hell.

Well, the monster in front of me is not only as ugly as a bug, but also has the habit of eating its own partners like spiders and mantises. Although Mo Yan knew that he might die in hell, he never thought that he would die in such a painful way. If you really want to be killed first and then by such an ugly monster, you might as well bite your tongue and commit suicide now. In that case, it will be a more dignified death.

But Mo Yan only thought about this idea. No one knows how it will end until the last moment of death. It didn't matter even if he was killed by the monster in front of him. Bellica, who was imprisoned in the White House room at this time, might be able to understand Mo Yan's thoughts. No matter how you are treated, as long as you are still alive, there is a possibility of revenge.

Faced with such danger, Mo Yan calmed down. He thought about possible plans to escape from bondage, and asked for the necessary information: So... when are you going to do that? I mean, if this is you If it’s your first time, do you have to prepare for a while?”

I'm very lucky. The monster's voice was filled with joy. She sat next to Mo Yan and shook her feet like a girl. She raised her head and said with a look of longing on her ugly face: I have always been very happy. I was worried that if no one picked up my silk cloth, or the creature I picked up was an extremely powerful demon. I might keep waiting or be killed by that demon. I didn't expect that the silk had just been thrown away from the mountain. You just picked it up. Now that I have begun to gestate my eggs, three days will be the time for our ceremony.

The monster's few words gave Mo Yan a lot of information. It seemed that this kind of monster had very strict rules. Only the person who picked up the silk could impregnate them, and no matter whether the creature they picked up was powerful or not, they had to risk the attack and there was no possibility of retreat or replacement. From a certain perspective, this can be regarded as loyalty to love, right?

The ribbon of fate takes them to find their other half. Once they make a decision, they must move forward no matter what dangers they face. What is included in this is their view of love. However, although Mo Yan felt a little curious and admirable about their views on love, this did not affect her decision to escape or even kill the monster.

If he decides to die for such a reason regarding something that concerns his own life, then Mo Yan will really be no different from an idiot.

The monster sat there again like a girl in love for the first time, not caring whether Mo Yan was listening, and told Mo Yan many stories about his mother and his father who had been eaten. The monster crawled out of the cave with its six hands. She needed to bring back some food for herself and Mo Yan, so that she could feed her first husband more fat.

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