Lord of terror

[Why did the various races win after a long period of sinking?Something is not quite right with the demons either. In the confrontation stage, it seems that the fecundity of mid-level and high-level demons is similar to that of humans?But why did their middle and high-level power fill up so quickly when they first fought? 】

The collapse of the original civilization of Tuoxing was due to the lack of the top combat power and lack of gods, but it is not true that the demon gods will take action under any circumstances, and the middle and high-level demons can always be on top.The middle and high-level power layers of native civilizations were very scary at the beginning.Even if Big Huo Miao does not hide his ability, he can only be said to be relatively high, but he is not the top powerhouse.In real fights, due to equipment reasons, demons are in a weak position in most cases, and they can only maintain balance with numbers.

【Fun +1】

Kunz still has a lot of questions, but he also knows that he will never get an answer, and he has no time to ask Butler J.

He originally thought that this trip to memory was over, but after a brief silence, the flame particles on the ground floated up.This time they did not form another figure, but floated directly into Kunz's body.

Kunz sensed the magic power, his own, the magic power that belonged to Kunz Monrofi...

But compared to the past, these magic powers have undergone qualitative changes. They are closer to the magic power of the Great Flame, surging and powerful, coming from the most primitive core of the planet...

Kunz's outline blurred, becoming a flaming Pyro.

The captain had just shoved a hard, flexible object into Kuntz's mouth so that he wouldn't bite off his tongue in a convulsion.

"You'd better not get any closer, Your Excellency." He didn't turn his head, but his expression was stern, and his tone could not be refused.

"Of course, Lord Manton. Don't worry, I don't mean anything malicious. I'm just a warm-hearted person. Is there any discomfort with Baron Monroe?" A strange voice sounded behind him, and there stood a young man who was clearly a nobleman. A man with a slender figure, wearing a fine deerskin coat, a thin sword on his waist, wearing deerskin high boots, long black hair and blue eyes, the same as Kunz, but in terms of appearance, he is bigger than Kunz Ci's facial features are exquisite.

The captain put Kunz flat on the ground, stood up, and turned around: "Master Playboy."

The young nobleman saluted: "You have a precise vision."

"It's a pity that I couldn't see you among the many favored ones last time. No one here can receive you for the time being. You can go to the castle."

The captain's face remained unchanged, but his heart had already tightened up.

This playboy favorite, the god he serves is the bloody cloak.When Kunz killed the slave trader who called himself an "art dealer", he received a dagger with the blessing of a bloody cloak on it.He belongs to the evil god, ranks as a demigod, has a little power to kill, a little power to enjoy, and is also the god of tricks and betrayal.He loves crazy and bloody massacres, unrestrained pleasure, and bullying the weak, deceiving, extorting, kidnapping, and extorting can best please Him.

Since there is blood in the title, it is known that this bloody cloak is friendly with the bloody knight of the god of war.In fact, they are not just friends, the bloody cloak is closer to the dark side of the bloody knight.The teachings of the blood knight, the main god, contain concepts such as loyalty, bravery, justice, and protection of the weak. He loves killing, but despises unrestrained and aimless killing.

In short, the dirty work is all about the bloody cloak.Good things are all about Blood Knight.

"No, no, this is what I want." The playboy glanced hintingly at Kunz, who was twitching and foaming at the mouth, but after the glance, he showed disgust, "But after seeing him, I Changed my mind a little bit."

Fickleness is the characteristic of Playboy.

"Selfie Manton, I should say he lives up to his reputation." His eyes swept over the collar of the captain's unfastened shirt, the same blue eyes, and Kunz's blue eyes were clear and warm, this one's blue eyes The eyes only made the captain feel like a snail had crawled over his collarbone, "How about playing some fun games with me? I think you also know that I'm not the only one here, and my presence can help you deter those bastards."

The captain smiled: "I have no disrespect for the bloody cloak, but you are such a bastard."

A ray of light shrouded the captain, and the captain in plain clothes had turned into a warrior in golden armor holding a two-handed sword.

"The prey obtained through battle is the most delicious, don't you think so?" The playboy raised his eyebrows, and licked his lips with his scarlet tongue. The red cloak, both the armor and the color of the cloak, looked dirty, like dried blood.

The two figures, one red and one gold, turned into two lights, and the eyes of normal people couldn't capture their specific movements at all.

A hand suddenly appeared two meters away from Kunz, and there was a wall of light blocking the hand, suddenly!A grain of wheat falls from the fingertips of this hand, like a jigsaw puzzle falling from a complete picture.The owner of the hand showed a complete body. He chopped off the entire arm with a dagger shoulder-to-shoulder. Before the arm landed on the ground, it had completely turned into wheat grains and fell to the ground with a clatter.

The peasant woman walked out of one of the grains of wheat, and turned into a normal body in a short time.At the same time, the assassin's arm also recovered, but he did not continue to attack, but completely hid his figure while retreating.

"Baron Monroe is advancing, it's not a polite gentleman's job to bother him now, what do you think?"

The playboy looked down: "You have been betrayed again, Golden Rose. She, not only her, but many people are there, but they only rescued your little lord, but they watched you being beaten. Why? Because they think you are a poor wretch who will be abandoned sooner or later? Or because...you will die in a few years, so there is no use for you?"

"On the contrary, he is protected, so I don't have to worry about it. And..." The captain kicked the dude in the stomach. If it wasn't for the crotch protection, the captain would be happy to move the position down a few inches, "It was you who got hit by me."

The playboy who flew out for a while quickly flew back: "Actually, why don't we play a game? Let's test it out, whether your lord really loves you. You trust him so much, I believe he will pass the test." ?”

"Human nature can never stand the test. I never try it, I only enjoy it." The sound of the two swords colliding was used as the background sound, and the captain's face became even more stern.

"Oh...you have an appearance that makes me want to be loyal, but you also have a personality that I hate the most. Isn't it good to be a beauty without a head?"

"Here is my head, come get it!"

The old knight appeared next to the peasant woman, squatting. If it weren't for the armor, he and the peasant woman would look like an old peasant couple: "The battle of a warrior always makes people's blood boil."

"Hahahahaha! You are so strong, Selfie! Before you die, enjoy life for yourself and let the world taste your beauty, isn't it good?!"

"Boom!" Playboy was blown away.

The old knight spat.

"Fine five crystals." The peasant woman stretched out her hand.

"..." The old knight silently took out the five crystals.

Lawyer suddenly stood up: "You are not a health inspector, and you have no authority to fine you."

"It seems that everyone has observed Meng Luofei very carefully." The peasant woman smiled, "But we, Meng Luofei, are 'everyone's responsibility to picket hygiene'."

"I remember, you two are allies, right?" This is a chubby new face, he is wearing a patchwork dress, no two pieces of cloth are the same color, and some cloth pieces are layered like a loose-leaf book After all, this piece of clothing is not Blue Star’s patchwork handicraft, it is the exclusive clothing of wandering tailors in Scherver, and occasionally clowns will wear it like this, but from the measuring tape hanging around his neck, it is still Judging from the big backpack that was slung across his body, this was indeed a wandering tailor.

This benefactor is also the wandering tailor, the patron saint of November, and the benefactor of Mr. Wind Howl.This Mr. Howling is the god of winter, but the winter god here is not a harsh and terrifying image, on the contrary, he is the god of rest and warmth, the god of hope, the god of laziness, and the patron saint of tailors— —Probably because you need to wear thick clothes in winter?

This is a god with many contradictions in priesthood, and he is also the least troublesome god.But this also means that once all his favored ones show up, something really big will happen.

What was the last time the Wandering Tailor showed up?It seems that the Five Nations Alliance is going to war against the elves, and people's heads will be shot with dog's heads.However, that was more than 300 years ago.

All the favored ones glanced at the wandering tailor, including the one in heaven.As a result, the captain almost chopped off his head with a sword, his shoulder armor was broken, and there was a deep bone wound on his shoulder.Unfortunately, the wound healed quickly.

"I don't want to hurt your beautiful face and beautiful body." Playboy's face was completely blackened.

The golden light on the captain's body shook violently, and a transparent human figure could be vaguely seen flying - the assassin just now.With a flip of the long sword, the captain pierced the Playboy's chest from below!

The old knight stood up, and his hand touched his sword, but he glanced at Kunz, but he didn't rush forward.

In one-on-one, the captain even had a slight upper hand, but in one-on-two, the captain obviously began to struggle.

A nobleman holding a wine glass appeared. He looked to be in his thirties or forties, dressed luxuriously, and wore a crown of vines carved in gold on his head. He was full of the charm of a mature man and the elegance of an aristocrat. His face Slightly drunk, his footsteps were a little shaky, he was drunk, but he just couldn't put the word "drunk" on him, he was a drinker, a favored person of the Grand Duke of Grapes.He saluted the favored people standing in front of Kunz, and just stood up, he poured the wine in the glass to the sky.

When the wine-red wine met the air, it turned into a cloud of wine-red mist, which seemed to slowly surge into the sky and spread across the battlefield.

"Hahahahaha!" The playboy laughed, "It's really mellow wine!"

The assassin showed his stature directly, holding a pair of long daggers to cooperate with Playboy's attack.

The captain still didn't speak, his speed was still not slow, and his strength was still enough to protect himself. The beautiful arc drawn by the sword of light made it impossible for the enemy to get close.

The drinker frowned, reached into the crown of the vine, and found a real purple-red grape. He threw the grape into the sky.This grape immediately grew a vine full of emerald green leaves, but this vine was not friendly to the captain, it ignored the captain's light screen shield, and entangled the captain's hands and feet.

A series of deep or shallow scars began to appear on the captain's body. His two opponents were not guys who upheld chivalry or aristocratic principles. No matter how shallow the wound was, a strange black and blue would spread.

"Boom!" The captain was thrown from the sky, and the light armor protecting him was shattered, but he still held the light sword tightly in his hand.

"Three adjutants beat a mortal, you are really powerful." The other adjutants did not speak, only the wandering tailor sneered, but judging from his arm holding the backpack, he was also not ready to make a move.

The playboy smiled and saluted the wandering tailor: "Do you still want to resist? Then... I hope that when I cut off your hands and feet, you will scream more beautifully!"

"Some" before he finished speaking, he had already chopped down from the sky, and the captain lying on the ground was chopped into pieces. It was a phantom of light. The captain himself had already stood up, but in order to better hide himself, he stood It's not too far away.The force of the playboy's slash cut a deep gash on his face, and soon the wound on this face, like the other wounds on the captain's body, spread out an ominous blue-black color.

But the captain's expression didn't change, and he didn't even hesitate in his actions. His sword slashed out.

Neither the assassin nor the drinker attacked with the playboy, and when they realized something was wrong, it was too late to return to the defense.The playboy himself was chopping too hard, he had resisted it as fast as he could, but he was still a step too slow.

His right arm and half of his shoulder were cut off, the playboy screamed and took two steps back, only then did his hand that fell on the ground turn into a cloud of dirty dark red blood, which flowed back onto his shoulder.

"You don't sound good."

"you--!"

A wooden stick fell from the sky and stuck in the middle between the captain and the playboy.

"Your Majesty's decree! Fighting is prohibited at this moment!" With a majestic voice, the scepter appeared.

The ordinary wooden stick also began to shine with a majestic light - the light was not dazzling, but it made people dare not look directly at it.This is the power of the scepter, even if it is just a wooden stick, as long as it is empowered by the person in power, it is inviolable.

The playboy who had looked at the captain viciously just now, immediately changed into a flattering expression, bowed and stepped back from the scepter.

The sword of light in the captain's hand disappeared, black blood flowed from the wounds on his body, his back was straight, but his breathing was a little short.When the captain walked back to Kunz, no one stood in his way.

Kunz's convulsions had stopped, and the captain's eyes immediately softened.

Sudden!Kunz opened his eyes, but he was obviously not awake, his eyes were numb, and he had no communication with the outside world.There was a golden flame gushing out from Kunz's body. The flame seemed normal, but the captain felt the heat burning his skin and had to retreat.

The plants around Kunz quickly turned to ashes. As the flames rose higher and higher, the soil and stones even burned up. Slowly, a pool of magma appeared around him, and he himself was floating in that pool of magma. superior.

"Does the Monroe family have such powerful ancestors?" The wandering tailor poked the scepter.

"Yes. But Baron Monroe's flame is a little different."

The color of the golden flame became more and more dazzling, and some low-ranking gods who were hiding in the dark couldn't even look directly at it.

Kunz in the flames has changed, his ears are elongated, white hairs grow from the inner ear, red hair grows from the outer ear, and his long black hair has completely turned into a fierce red.

【Come on, what do you want to look like? ] Butler J is currently in Kunz's spiritual world, showing him a three-dimensional image of his own head.

Since it is metamorphosis, of course it needs to change.

【Optional?Isn't it natural metamorphosis?That doesn't need to be too refined, as long as it is optimally evolved. 】

[=. = It's so easy to say. 】The three-dimensional image of Kunz’s head was put in front of Kunz—a little scary [For appearance, there is no absolute optimal evolution, especially your human aesthetics are all kinds of strange things, and there is no so-called perfection.Look at the corners of your eyes, if you stretch them a bit and then pick them up, they will look a bit evil.Transform in the direction of almond eyes, and your sense of youth will be very rich.But both changes are more optimized than your past face.

Some of you who are addicted to plastic surgery in Blue Star also have this reason.They want to contain all the beauty in one of their faces. It looks so good today, but it looks so good tomorrow... Let alone a human face made of flesh and blood, even a stone is always changed and changed, and only the face is left. destroy a road.

Uh, it seems to be digressing. 】

[It's off topic, but I understand what you mean.I don't always think about changing my face... Then, can I change my face into my Blue Star's face? 】

【Um?Didn't you startle me with what I just said?People want to please themselves, don't you want your captain to see a better you? 】

[Blue Star's me is not ugly either. ] Not only is he not ugly, but he is also quite handsome.After all, although he played the game well, that character really didn't please the audience at the beginning. He was able to support himself quickly, and that face really has a lot of credit [The captain didn't fall in love with my face either, Besides, the captain knows that I am 'not me', and I want him to see my original appearance even more. 】

【All right.You can't change the color of your hair and eyes, though, nor can you drastically change the overall shape of your face.It doesn't quite match your oriental face.Do you fine-tune it yourself, or should I tune it for you? 】

[I adjust it myself... Am I not black-haired?And these ears...]

[So it's a metamorphosis.These cannot be changed, this is the inevitable alienation reaction of your transformed body.It is only possible to hide them when your strength grows further. 】

[Okay...] After moving the face of Kunz's blue star flower planter, looking at the head, it is true that the facial features and the "configuration" of the hair, ears and face do not match, it is simply a PS cut-and-paste.Kunz pinched it twice, and the feeling became more and more strange. Kunz was even horrified when he saw it. 】

In the game, he can still pinch people to see, but there is still a difference between the virtual 3D face and the real face.Kunz squeezed a few more times, feeling a little irritable.

The experience of watching the big flames before was a necessary process of transformation, and he could calm down.But now it's just pinching his face, and he has been muttering about such a trivial matter for a long time.He still remembered that when he was sober, he vaguely heard the captain's anxious call. The captain is only more anxious now, right?But he was wasting his time here.

[Butler J, I'm sorry, please help me tune it. 】Kunz bowed his head, feeling that he had to come by himself just now was quite stupid.

[Okay, you are ready, you will go out soon. 】

【thanks. 】

Kunz heaved a sigh of relief, he closed his eyes for a while, the feeling of his body came back, and the surroundings were warm.He gradually restrained the flame, and only then did he feel something strange on his back—how could it be a sticky feeling?Did he fall into the mire?

Kunz opened his eyes and didn't look at himself. The first thing he saw was the captain.

The clothes are torn, the scars are numerous, and the body is mottled with abnormal blue and black blood, the captain!

"!" Kunz, who had just completed his transformation, was not yet able to control his power, and golden flames burst out suddenly.The magma sticking to his body was instantly evaporated.

"I'm fine!" The captain took a step forward and put his hands on Kunz's chest. "I'm fine. Someone is attacking you. Thanks to these friends for their help."

Only then did Kunz see the other favored ones, and when he saw the scepter, the golden flame jumped and became bigger.

The scepter raised his eyebrows: "The target of the playboy's attack was not you, but your baby. Besides, I was the only one who helped him." He put the accent on the word "only".

The wandering tailor interjected: "He has the ability to deal with it alone, we don't need to intervene. I heard that Monroe is short of fabrics? Then there must be a lack of tailors. Our caravan is already on the way. Hope to meet you next time, you are already stronger. "

Many followers said goodbye one after another, and soon, only the captain and Kunz were left here again.

"Team, captain!" Kunz raised his arms, wanting to hug the captain, but worried about touching his wound.

As a result, the captain came over and hooked his arms on Kunz's shoulders: "You have grown a bit taller, and I can lean on you comfortably, little lord."

"Ahem! He's actually fine."

Kunz put his hands on the captain's back, his blue eyes were fierce and alert, and the hair on his ears was fluffed up.But he belatedly guessed that the captain was hanging on him like this... as if it was really to stop him from doing it?

"Yes, I'm back." Scepter shrugged his shoulders indifferently, "First of all, I have to apologize for my rudeness last time. After all, who knew that the little things you summoned could be so interesting? The existence of nobles is necessary. Sex will be weakened to the greatest extent, and imperial power will become the real one."

The author has something to say: Captain: (*￣︶￣) It’s okay, I can handle it

Kunz: o(╥﹏╥)o