467.Give it a try and tear the flesh apart
467.Give it a try and tear the flesh apart (page 2/2)
“Can't come back after summoning, tear the flesh apart.”
Now this guy is lame and crazy, and his words are filled with strong depression..
it says：
“I tried thirteen methods and tried all the spiritualism rituals in the Ghost Book of Ghosts you gave me, but my king’s soul that fell into Hades showed no response, as if it was not in Hades at all. , which is an extremely rare case.
Tear meat
Tell me, tell me, is my king’s soul still wandering in the world of the living?？”
Hearing Lame Claw's question, Shrou's heart suddenly skipped a beat..
A rather astonishing conjecture immediately emerged in its mind. If the Bone-gnawing King finally died in the land of the Creator, would it be possible that the Bone-gnawing King's soul is still trapped in the same place? Where is the place?？
Maybe that's why that damn explorer didn't allow herself to follow him into the depths of Creation..
The bastards of Dusk want to trap the greatest spirit of the gnoll race and force it to serve them..
Ah, damn！
Tear the flesh and tighten the claws.
It feels that it may have guessed a hint of the "truth". However, it is impossible for it to tell the lame claw about the information about the place of creation..
This guy's brain is completely broken. God knows if it will spread this news everywhere.？
Therefore, facing Lame Claw's inquiry, he tore the flesh and pondered for a moment, then said：
“I don’t know either. After all, I’m just an ordinary jackal warlock. I don’t know much about the mysteries of death. Perhaps only the priests from the Holy City of the Moon can answer your question..
Well, if the soul is missing, then the soul is missing. Anyway, as long as the golden body can move, it is enough..
You continue to be busy and wait for my news.”
After saying that, Tear Flesh immediately cut off the communication between the two mage towers. It walked around in its "bedroom" with a complicated excitement..
At this moment, he forgot about the attack of the Transians, the threat of Plague Town, the change of control of the swamp, and other issues..
Since returning from the land of creation, Shred Flesh has become less and less concerned about these "human" things. It is like a young man who has tasted forbidden fruit. His whole heart is focused on the things that make people unable to resist. the pursuit of transcendent things.
After a few minutes of thinking and confirming that all plans had been taken into consideration, Shred Flesh once again picked up the pearl bracelet used to contact the explorer..
It activated the thing and waited patiently for a response and began to wonder what the bastard was doing in the sacred land of creation now.？
He is studying the obscure knowledge left behind by the Creator.？
Or are you discovering some ancient artifacts powerful enough to change the world?？
Oh, what a lucky bastard！
But it doesn’t matter. Soon, he will succeed the explorers and have the qualification to see the miracle of the Creator. This is what they deserve as jackals.！
In such aimless thinking, the communication was connected after a few minutes..
The explorer opposite was not angry at being disturbed. On the contrary, he responded enthusiastically.：
“Ah, Lord Shulrou, has something happened outside again? To be honest, I don’t care much about the outside world anymore. You don’t know that I just learned to use the precise miracles of the Land of Creation, and used that magical thing to prepare myself an unimaginably sumptuous dinner..
My poor taste buds can't even describe the colorful flavors.
I also very presumptuously used the private bathroom that was most likely reserved for the Creator..
All I can tell you is that our Creator really enjoys life.”
“ah？”
When you tear the meat apart, you will be completely blinded..
Make dinner with the power of the Creator？
Use someone else's bathroom？
blanch！
Do you fucking know what the hell you're doing?？
In a holy place that is closest to the real gods in the world, instead of pursuing precious knowledge, we waste time on these meaningless things.？
You bastard, you really have a way to die.！
This means that the great Creator will kill you, an unworthy descendant.！
An unknown fire ignited in the old body of tearing flesh. It believed that if it had obtained the qualification to see the place of creation, it would never be so undisciplined and indulgent..
Driven by this kind of thought, the remaining guilt in the heart of tearing flesh disappeared..
It said in its usual slow voice：
“You guessed it right, explorer, something happened outside. The Transians used strange weapons to attack us. Two of the three layers of defense were paralyzed overnight. They may arrive near Plague Town tomorrow..
I have an agreement with Mr. Yuan, and I also have an agreement with you. I will give you all the power under my command, but if you don't come back to take charge of the overall situation, I'm afraid you won't be able to receive decent power in the future..
You see, I have obtained the remains of the Bone Grinning King after all. I can leave at any time.”
“Are they coming? so fast？”
The explorer was chewing something with a hint of caution. He bit into something crisp and snack-like, and asked：
“So, please tell me, is Lord Murphy among them?？”
“how do i know？”
Tranrou snorted and said：
“But my disciples have monitored the activities of natural tree people in the swamp, and there are many vampires wandering around in the dark. Therefore, I guess that the lord will come with a high probability. After all, this is an assault carried out by his elite troops..
He should be there for such a big event.”
“Very good, I'm going back now.”
The explorer answered simply and neatly.：
“Anyway, the cracking program has been activated, and I won’t get a result for a while. I can only enjoy this decadent and beautiful life if I stay here. Maybe it’s time to stretch my arms and legs..
Have your people hold on, I'll be there soon.
Plaguetown is destined to be the burial place of Lord Murphy, and his death will please my seductive but moody superior, and the entire evening will rejoice in my small victory..
This backwoods rat lord has caused us a lot of trouble. God knows why his vampire senses always catch us so accurately..
Ha, maybe I’m born with a tendency to rush, but it doesn’t matter..
There is no doubt that Lord Murphy will become the most lamentable lord of this era. He should have had a legendary life, but unfortunately, he messed with the people he shouldn't have messed with..”
“When will you come back? Give me a specific time so I can arrange my evacuation..”
Tear the Flesh did not hide his purpose at all, and said it in the straight and rough tone that a jackal should have.：
“This place will soon be in ruins during the battle between you and the vampires, and I don’t intend to be buried with you..”
“Two days, three days at most.”
The explorer returned to his previous relaxed and wandering posture. He chewed something and said to Lame Claw:：
“I'll let you know before I arrive. By the way, do you want me to bring you some of the Creator's boredom-relieving snacks? In a symbolic sense, this thing is the real 'food of the gods'.
This thing called 'potato chips' is really good and I highly recommend you give it a try.
The 'bottomless pit' snack jar the Creator gave Him is full of this stuff.
There are all kinds of flavors.
You see, the Creator likes this snack, and so do I, so doesn’t this mean there is no difference between me and the Creator?？”
“Trespass! Arrogant! madman！”
When he heard the explorer comparing himself to the Creator, Tear's disgust grew in his heart..
Does this bastard really know what he's talking about?？
How dare you slander the God who created the world in such a disrespectful and even blasphemous tone?
etc.！
Shred meat suddenly blinked his eyes.
It seems to have inadvertently figured out a very important issue. Dusk wants to see the world destroyed. Therefore, the real enemy of these guys is the power left by the Creator..
The explorer seeks the land of creation not for knowledge at all, but only to destroy it！
ha！
I see.
Ah, great Creator, please give me this old jackal strength, please bless my actions, and please watch how I will severely punish this bastard cultist who destroyed your majesty in the name of your greatness..
Yes！
There is also a distinction between evil and evil！
And it tears flesh, this time it will stand on the unparalleled moral high ground and impose justice on the most damn bastards！
Well, the scenery from this moral high ground is really nice. No wonder so many people like to stand here and point fingers at the whole world..
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