Chapter 536

Obviously, Prince Duran's pale face was not because he was hungry. Debbie turned her head and looked at the cellar. The swordsman under Oberon was cruel and ruthless. After finding the place where Prince Duran hid, he directly killed everyone, leaving Prince Duran alone. This is not a small cellar surrounded by disgusting bodies, Those were Prince Duran's family, including his love, people and servants. The smell of blood filled the whole space.

Debbie also felt a burst of disgust. She squatted down and looked at Prince Duran and comforted: "GuBo is safe. I have received him into the Lord's world."

"GuBo, is GuBo safe... I'm relieved..."

Prince Duran, who was extremely frightened and seemed to have no love, heard Debbie say so, and a light finally flashed in his eyes: "GuBo... Can I see him?"

"Of course, I'll send you to him now." Debbie nodded, waved her hand, and the Lord's ring on her wrist worked. Prince Duran's figure was then sent into the Lord's world.

When the footsteps came, Jarvis and serty walked into this terrible and bloody cellar. It was obviously Jarvis who shot off the swordsman's head. In addition, the faceless man had already been sent into the Lord's world by Debbie because of his low combat effectiveness.

SERTI held his head in his hand and looked around, and a series of exclamations came out of his mouth: "it's too cruel. The swordsman is just a psychological change. He cut the people here piece by piece... If my head wasn't connected with my stomach, I would vomit, Debbie, you could eat!"

"My stomach has a lot of tolerance. How else do you think my big top is practiced?" Debbie explained proudly.

SERTI: "

Does big top have the effect of strengthening stomach

"Has Prince Duran been sent away?" Jarvis still held the Magic Magnetic sniper in his hand. He looked around. "There seems to be no living here."

"I just sent the prince away, but... It's a little strange." Debbie's cheeks puffed. He said, chewing his bread.

"How strange?" Jarvis asked quickly.

"... actually nothing." Debbie swallowed the last bite of bread. "I was just thinking about Prince Duran. All the people here are his family. When he sent him away, he didn't seem to remember the dead people here... I thought he would take some heads and arms and bury them."

Serty rolled his eyes and said, "he's scared. Well, besides, his most important son in the Lord's world, what he worries most should be his own son. Of course, other people are not as important as his son."

"Maybe so." Debbie didn't think about it any more. She was going to leave here. "Let's go, Jarvis, burn it here."

"OK," Jarvis said, ready to burn down here.

But just then, the cellar door suddenly slammed shut.

A gloomy cellar full of dead bodies. The door suddenly closed itself, which surprised Debbie, selty and Jarvis at the same time, and then the magic light on the wall on one side of the cellar went out, making it extremely dark for a moment.

Then Debbie quickly took out a magic flashlight. As usual, serty's surprised voice rang: "it's a little strange... Those flesh and blood fragments suddenly began to wriggle and lie in the trough. These things survived?"

"The wall is a little strange..." Jarvis shouted.

The blood and meat fragments seem to turn into red meat insects, disgusting and terrible. They quickly climb in all directions and attach themselves to the four walls of the cellar to form a layer of * * * *, and the door of the cellar is now covered with a layer of meat insects, which blocks the whole cellar tightly, and even the ground wriggles. The ground was originally wet because of blood. It seems to be completely alive.

Such a sight is really frightening.

Debbie, Jarvis and serty were suspended in the air. They saw that the shape of the cellar began to deform, as if it had become... A huge gastric sac. They seemed to be in the stomach of something.

Then Debbie realized that the burly swordsman who had been shot in the head by Jarvis stood up shakily. His flesh and blood filled his face and slowly returned to his original appearance. His face had a frightening ferocious sneer, and his eyes were looking at Debbie, selty and Jarvis.

"What's this?" serty asked in a startled voice. As an abnormal creature, she was successfully frightened by the abnormal creature in front of her.

"It's really a trap here..." Jarvis kept calm. Although he already had human emotions, feelings such as fear are difficult to be effectively reflected in him. "This guy seems to have an immortal body and can control other dead bodies to integrate into one."

"Controlling dead bodies? What a terrible ability. There's no way to be more terrible." SERTI shouted, holding his head.

Debbie agreed with serty: "yes, it's more terrible than serty."

SERTI: "

"The little girl named Debbie... Hey, hey, I've successfully caught you, hey, hey..." the burly swordsman who came back from the dead but looked very strange said unsteadily, "you're in my stomach now, hey, hey."

Boom!

Jarvis directly fired a magic magnetic track to bombard the past. The figure of the burly swordsman was blown apart when the plane crashed, but the broken meat pieces were still wriggling, as if they wanted to continue to fuse. At the same time, a burst of green liquid with sour smell began to emerge on the ground, and there were still bubbles in it.

The swordsman's cold voice was still everywhere: "I can't escape. What I eat can't escape anyway. My stomach juice will slowly melt you, leaving only bones... Oh, No. Debbie, you have to stay. ALF said she still needs your life, so I'll just melt your limbs. Hey, hey..."

The space of the cellar has become narrower and narrower. Flesh colored tentacles appear on the stomach wall of the four plank houses, which is extremely scary, disgusting and curious

Even if Debbie has a strong stomach that can't move at high speed for 300 revolutions, she can't help feeling sick at this time. She clenched Gatling's huge sword with both hands and turned into a little golden man. She drank and cut out with a sword.

A sword enough to cut mountains and stones, but only left a seemingly insignificant wound on the terrible flesh wall, which quickly fused with the wound.

"Useless. Hei hei... Useless..." the burly swordsman's voice rang proudly.

"..." then Debbie showed a painful expression and took out a pile of gold coins from the magic ring to prepare to use her unique skill of gold coins.

But Jarvis patted Debbie on the shoulder: "let me do this. I have a max skill to deal with this situation."

"Max skills?" Debbie was stunned.

"Mr. hammerhead helped me think of it when I left sishar." Jarvis smiled and brushed a few times. The 28 laser swords on Jarvis's back and arms lit up at the same time. His voice continued with some pride, "Every laser sword has an enchanting skill. Infinite laser blade, but this skill was sealed by SERTI during the trial, so I can't use it all the time. After leaving the trial, I can use this skill freely. Mr. hammer helped me reprogram, but because this skill is too powerful and consumes a lot of magic, I've been using it all the time I didn't have the chance to use it, even when I faced Titan Sauron, until now... "

Debbie looked at the rapidly shrinking * * * *: "all right, Jarvis. Readers already know about your skill. Stop explaining and start quickly!"

Jarvis: "... All right."

Then the 28 laser swords around Jarvis's body flickered one after another, and bright lights quickly diffused and condensed together. The light doubled, like dancing white lightning, and finally condensed together. A dozens of times huge laser beam flickered and burst out

At the moment, the sky outside has brightened up. It is early in the morning. In a suburban manor belonging to Prince Duran, the rest and beautiful garden has long been beyond recognition. A terrible flesh colored monster is climbing out of the ground. It is a combination of countless bodies condensed by flesh and blood. If you look carefully, you can also see the human bodies in its bloated and terrible body position.

The whole cellar has been integrated into its own body.

This monster is one of the three felons that ALF liberated from the imperial prison. One of them "has been killed"!

It was originally a mercenary. In an adventure, all the adventurer teams he belonged to were killed by a terrible swamp monster, but a few days later, the mercenary came back alive, but his body was cold, his heart stopped, like a walking corpse. He was already dead, but for some reasons, his spirit was integrated with the terrible swamp monster, There was a more terrible and powerful mutation similar to Faceless Man, which made him such a terrible monster

A terrible swamp monster.

The older generation of Yasha residents knew this rumor, and some even saw it. At that time, the swamp monster caused a lot of disasters to the imperial capital Yasha. It had a terrible immortal body and could not be killed. The guards of the Matan Empire spent countless ways to completely seal him up and put him in the imperial prison.

But now it's released.

And it swallowed Debbie, selty and Jarvis.

Just

Suddenly, the terrible monster uttered a terrible roar. A bright light burst into the sky from his abdomen and instantly broke his body. The light also looked incomparably dazzling in the morning. Those flesh and blood became scorched, withered and even turned into fly ash!

That's Jarvis's max skill -- [infinite blade flashing] Debbie, selty and Jarvis quickly rushed out and landed on the flat bottom next to them. The terrible monster has turned into a pool of meat mud, and bursts of terrible screams are constantly ringing. It is trying to agglomerate again, but Jarvis's attack is obviously effective, It can't be condensed in a short time - the immortal body is not an invincible ability. In the face of a powerful opponent, it is at best an advanced target... "Where did ALF find this kind of thing?" Debbie said with a curl. This monster is the most terrible monster she has faced since yesterday. Suddenly she felt something, Looked warily to one side. Selty and Jarvis also looked in that direction at the same time - where a man who felt that the painting style was completely wrong with the current situation was sitting. It was an old man who should be very tall. He could not see how old he was. He was wearing a robe embroidered with golden flying lions and a certain crown on his head. He was sitting on a golden throne, giving people a feeling of unspeakable dignity. He even held this glass full of wine in his hand. He seemed not to care about the picture in front of him, Show a happy look at the play and enjoy the wine in your glass. This old man is the "can't kill" of the three felons, Alf's uncle. "My opponent is you... I was released because of a guy of your level. The Matan empire is getting worse and worse now." the old crown pretended to be forced and said faintly** This novel has been translated by www.novelhall.com and if you are reading this somewhere, they have stopped our translation