Dressed as the sword of a Babylonian tyrant

Puff? ? ?

After a scream, the two of them froze at the same time.

Especially Rollei.

He even forgot to be afraid.

what?

what? !

Why am I making this sound?

Could it be... no, no, no... Impossible!

Luo Lai laughed dryly, how could he not even speak human words.

Although he has horns on his head, a devil's spade tail on his ass, and a head of prairie and green light win-win hair, he is shortened into a villain who can't be slapped, and his head is not enough to plug his nostrils Yes, but he—he—emmmm, shit, there's a fucking possibility that he can't speak human language!

Thinking about it carefully, he already has this kind of virtue, and it's so fucking normal that he can't speak human words.

After all, there are existences like him parasitic in the sword in this world, as well as the seemingly unknown Ziwu.

But what the hell is that purple mist?

Why is it absorbed by him, and it can also make him have an entity?

Ok……

Anyway, it's definitely not a good thing.

Otherwise, why would the king of ancient Babylon have such a painful expression?

Lost in deep thought, Luo Lai's expression changed like a lantern, and he forgot that Q bomb's buttocks were still stuck in his mouth, and he also forgot that the tyrant of Babylon was staring at him.

Sartu looked at the dazed little thing on his face with great interest.

After waiting for a while, not only did the little thing not come back to his senses, but when he even started to gnaw his fingers, the suspicion and murderous intent in his bloodshot amber eyes gradually dissipated, adding a touch of humor.

Sartu rested his arms behind his head, watching the little thing gnawing its nails with relish.

The king of Babylon, Sartu Ishnash III, was a king who became famous at a young age.

Cruelty, madness, bloodthirsty, indifference, belligerence—many words and horrific bloody historical records have cast this famous tyrant in the history of ancient Babylon.

But few people know that when Sartu was still a prince, the previous Babylonian king once praised him as the next "Hammurabi", and the ministers praised him for his intelligence, and the common people admired him for his bravery.

It is such a prince who has equal importance to virtue and force, and has almost won the glory of the Sumerian goddess. When he was 17 years old, he was called a tyrant less than a year after he inherited the throne from the previous Babylonian king.

Most of the reason came from Saltuna's unexplained headache.

Days and nights of illness are enough to drive a man crazy.

Make normal people sick.

Even if it is a king, it is the same.

Sartu was tortured by headaches. He couldn't sleep all year round, and his temper became increasingly hot, which seriously affected his judgment of things, his character, and his governance.

It's not that Sartu didn't think about whether his headaches came from poison.

But after a thorough investigation several times, nothing was found.

He thought about treatment, but the doctors were helpless, and the priests could only recite some divine scriptures that made him even more troubled. Sartu, who was as angry as a mad lion, condemned many doctors and priests in his rage.

Sartu thought that today was no different from the past. He still couldn't fall asleep normally, but he had to rest. When he was suffering from headaches and nightmares, what did he find?

A little monster that only exists in myths and legends!

In fact, when the other party suddenly appeared, Sartu had already opened his eyes a crack.

He knew he would wake up, because it had been like this every day for these years, and he would never be able to get a full night's sleep, but what Sartu didn't expect was that when he opened his eyes and got up, a humanoid figure appeared But the little thing with horns and tail condensed from the air in front of him, and fell on his face with a clatter.

With its appearance, his head didn't hurt anymore!

Not only was the pain gone, but a long-lost feeling of comfort and lightness returned to him in an instant.Sartu had only experienced that light and comfortable feeling when he was not sick!

Surprise flooded the face of the Mad Lion of Babylon.

Because the feeling of something being pulled away was obvious, Sartu quickly realized that the reason why he didn't have a headache must be related to this monster!

What is this thing that can cure his headache...

Sartu squinted at the little monster trying to escape

The young and cruel king of Babylon thought not of gratitude but of plunder.

If you can grab it and put it by your side, then...

Seeing that the other party has not recovered yet.

Saltu raised an eyebrow.

The male strength is immediately revealed from that too sharp face.

He thought, I really don't know if the smell of blood and killing intent on his body is not obvious enough, or is this palm-sized thing stupid, facing him, but not running away?

Since he didn't run away, no wonder he was there!

The king of Babylon, who had run out of patience, stretched out his hand and quietly walked around behind it, holding tightly in his palm what he wanted!

The unsuspecting Luo Lai was stunned by the pinch, leaving only the brain out of the man's fist, and his fleshy chin resting on the opponent's knuckles, almost squeezed out twice.

Rollei hamster was dumbfounded.

What are you doing?

Sartu, who sat up, lifted him up to his eyes, combing back the wet black hair with one hand, revealing a full forehead and wild amber eyes.

Luo Lai just glanced at it, and wanted to blow his hair again.

The tail of Spade Heart squeezed between the legs unconsciously.

"My king asks you."

Sartu looked at him and raised one corner of his lips, not angry but pretentious.

"What are you?"

Luo Lai: "..." Bah, you are the thing!

Raleigh, the size of a hamster, glared at him with wide eyes.

Just suffered a brain collapse.

It hurts!

Sartu threw away the quilt, sat cross-legged, and supported his chin with his hands on his knees. His smile disappeared suddenly, and he said coldly, "This king has limited patience, understand."

"There is only one end for those who are disobedient and who go against me."

"Don't scold me in your heart."

Sartu's brows were raised, and he sneered and gave Luolai, who was cursing in his heart, a second blow.

Ding's bigger 'little monster' was thrown backwards by him, his eyes were filled with tears, his tail hung down from the gap under Sartu's palm, and the tip of the spade heart pointed outside the bed curtain.

Sartu thought to himself, it seems that he can understand people's words, and he is not without wisdom.

He raised the curtain, stepped on the carpet with bare feet and walked out.

Yes, naked.

In Babylon, men seldom wore gauze (pajamas) to sleep, they were all naked.

The female officer hurried forward with her maid to serve, but was shunned by the young King of Babylon.

"Light all the lamps, and get out of here!"

He naturally knew that these maids would not dare to come forward to wake him up when he was having nightmares, but Sartu would not question them.

As the king of Babylon, Sartu would never let the lowly maids approach him and show them his defenseless side.

So after strangling a few maids, they learned to be good.

The female officials and maids who were afraid of him bowed their heads, lit the candles and retreated to a certain distance before turning around, leaving the king's bedroom lightly, and continued to stand outside the bedroom.

When the person left, Sartu raised his hand and revealed his big hand, and secretly rolled his eyes at him, the little thing.

Sartu: "You don't want your eyes anymore?"

Luo Lai: "..." Wori!This person has eyes in the palm of his hand!

Luo Lai, who was caught, turned his head in embarrassment, and pointed at the Sword of the Worthy King with the tip of his tail.

Sartu was slightly stunned: "Are you the sword of the wise king?"

Luo Lai proudly raised his chest: "Hey!" That's right, are you afraid?

Sartu squinted at the small thing in his hand, then looked at the sword again, his eyebrows raised.

He walked over and took down the Sword of the Worthy King, put the Luolai in his hand on the low table, sat down by himself, and drew the sword from the scabbard to compare with Luolai.

Sure enough, Luo Lai's clothes and overall feeling were the same as the aura conveyed by the sword in his hand.

Sartu also thought of the daytime, when he was about to cut Bugafanti, the sword suddenly became soft, and he believed it most of the time.

"The sword of the virtuous king..."

Amber gazed at the exquisite and beautiful long sword in her hand, tapped her knuckles on it, and listened to the short 'dang dang' sound, falling into deep thought.

And Rollei?

Luo Lai quietly crawled towards the edge of the table with her buttocks pouted.

If you don't run at this time, wait!

Brothers rush to duck——

I climb, climb, climb!

Seeing that he was about to reach the edge of the low table, and tasted the fruits of victory, a big hand picked him up!

After a dizzying meal.

"Pfft."

Sartu didn't even look at Luo Lai, and in a 'head onion' posture, he slapped an apple.

With his head down, his robe covering his face, Luo Lai, who was naked from the neck up, and whose horns were stuck in an apple, said: "..." Who covered the curtain in front of my eyes and forgot to open it?

About Wang's self-proclaimed: After checking, they just called themselves me.

Let me briefly talk about Nai Lailai's appearance: small green hair, soft, white and Q-bouncy, with a cyan (the darker one) horn on the left forehead, and emerald green peas eyes.

Claw claw and jiojio, the tail is dark blue, the kind that turns into a black heart at the end.

The palm of an adult woman is as big as the tail

It's like pinching a little hamster in your hand, it's soft, and you can rub his belly and fat face with your fingers, like a hamster cake, haha.

In addition, it is not just talking about transforming into Jiangzhi. After crossing, he was assimilated into a monster by the sword of the virtuous king.

The set race is based on the monster of the sword itself, with a little bit of mythology, but not too much, just the ordinary ancient Babylonian language, uh, probably.

@Patty233: Patty233 gave Trilobite x1 to "Into the Babylonian Tyrant's Sword". 】