The Ultimate Evolution of Raccoons

Chapter 525
Sticking to the window, approached quietly, and passed in through the crack of the door.He could hear the sound of the other party tossing and turning on the bed.

He deliberately made some noises to attract the other party's attention.

"who is it?"

"Shhhh~"

Lotta made a silent gesture.

Pross saw a black shadow and didn't call for help immediately.The fact that the other party can sneak into one's room without a sound shows how powerful the other party is.Calling for help rashly, it is very likely to provoke the opponent to be killed.

"Who are you? What do you want to do? Why are you in my room?"

"I'm Lotta."

Lota freely admitted her identity.

At the same time, he was also observing the Prolos carefully.

But a child.

Of course, the children here refer to the age of elves, and when placed among humans, they are old men and women who should be buried.Put it in an elf and convert it to human proportions, which is a girl of sixteen or seventeen years old.

At the time of her youth, she has the most beautiful face and the best figure among the elves that Lota has ever seen.

The skin is fairer than snow, and the figure is uneven, very well-proportioned, presenting a state of perfect proportions, one point is too thin, and one point is too fat.Perhaps because she has been in a high position for a long time and holds the power of life and death, the girl has a mature charm and a sacred and inviolable sense of nobility that does not match her age.A waterfall of long black hair hangs down to the waist, the silky feeling must have used Rejoice.

The girl was slightly angry, and said in a majestic tone:
"Ruler of the El Empire, what do you want to do?"

"Don't worry, I have no bad intentions, I just want to fuck you... Bah, I'm just curious about that thing on you."

Pross froze for a moment, then narrowed his eyes, and said unfriendlyly:
"Are you really plotting something wrong? I warn, if you dare to attack our city, I guarantee that your bones will be buried under my throne, and your soul will be imprisoned in your body and tortured."

"Don't get excited, let's talk. Maybe I can help you solve some problems that you have always wanted to solve. Like being free, having fun, not having to die for 180 years or something."

Lotta rubbed his paws and spoke casually. When he finished speaking, he could clearly feel that Pross's breathing was getting heavier.

Obviously, his words have already hit the opponent's vital point.

"What do you want?"

"I'm not very interested in your city. What I'm interested in now is the existence behind you, which gave you the ability to control the city and imprisoned you, enslaving you."

"Are you not afraid of death?"

"You don't know what it means to be lonely as a master, and it's too cold to be at a high place."

With a sigh, Luota looked like an expert, and was despised and complained by the system in his mind.

Pross didn't speak.

Lota continued to speculate and said:

"Come on, come on, let me deduce the possible situation now. The existence behind you gives you strength, imprisons you, and makes you guard yourself like a jade. This is against your nature. You hate each other. Although you are more than ten thousand , but ultimately a slave without freedom.”

Pross didn't speak, just stared at Lotta coldly.

"Or, you have accepted this fate, thinking that it is natural for the other party to control yourself. However, you are very lonely in your heart now.

Or, the last possibility.You have been completely brainwashed and worshiped the other person.Generation after generation, they have to die at the age of 180. "

Lota stared at Pross with a smile.

Waiting for her answer.

Pros stared into his eyes, and after a long while, he squeezed out three words between his teeth.

"I hate him, my body is just a container for storing souls, and this thing..." Pros touched his abdomen, which golden shackles. "Just seal those souls in my womb. When I am 180 years old, he will come and take these souls away. That is when I am about to die. I hate this fate, and I want to live longer Long."

"Tsk tsk, so, we can make a deal. I can help you get rid of him."

"Then what? Will I become your slave? Get a new master?"

There was sarcasm in Pross' tone, and a kind of helplessness towards fate.

"You can rest assured about this."

Lotta waved his paw.

Pross's eyes lit up slightly.

"Don't you...don't enslave us?"

"No, don't get me wrong. I just want to say that we treat slaves preferentially, and the happiness of the slaves under us is full."

The corners of Prouss' eyes were also twitched a few times.

Lotta continued: "If you agree, I can make you this promise: You will continue to rule this city. We can grant you endless life. You don't have to be limited by the damn thing on your body. The development of the city Free play, just give us some people and resources when we need them.”

"..."

Pros was silent.

Thinking of her worries, Lota said:

"Our goal is the stars and the sea. The three-acre field in the underground world is just a starting point for conquest. We will leave here soon."

"Sea of ​​stars..."

"Dear Pross, I think you won't be able to answer this question for the time being. How about it, tomorrow I will send an invitation to invite the Holy Mother to the El Empire and visit our city."

Lota said something casually, then turned and left, leaving another word behind.

"Those who obey will prosper, those who oppose will perish."

"..."

Pross watched Lota leave.

The next day, Lotta's invitation arrived as promised.

On the third day, the Madonna of the dark elves, despite the opposition of the tribe, led a small number of tribesmen to the El Empire.His subordinates have been opposing this matter, even after they came to the Al chassis, they are still chattering.

"Great Holy Mother, they are just a group of alien orcs. No matter how powerful the magic is, how powerful can it be? It's just a little bit stronger than us. As long as you are willing to perform a miracle, then these ants will not be crushed. end!"

Pross said nothing.

He just waved his hands silently to stop his subordinates from continuing to talk nonsense.when
When they came to the ground and saw the huge warships, cities, factories, and armaments moored above the ground, they finally understood the gap between the two sides.

Those dark elves who were still clamoring shrank their necks one by one, not daring to breathe.

Pross also understood what Lotta meant by the 'sea of ​​stars'.

Lota took Loria out to greet her.

"Welcome, come, come, come in and sit."

He had expected the other party to come back a long time ago, the heavy weapons had been set up, and the warships were all in the stage of preparation at any time.The other party entered the laboratory, broke the seal, and provoked the anger controlled behind the other party.As long as the opponent dares to come here, just wait to be set fire by Al's heavy weapon.

(End of this chapter)