Chapter 139 Similar
Fishman Island, the seat of the New Iska Fishman Kingdom.
After the war with Memphitos, Fishman Island entered the stage of cultivation and recuperation, silently licking its wounds, but the calm was only on the surface, but there was an undercurrent surging behind the scenes.
Although this war ended with the signing of a peace contract between the two parties, not only did the fishmen of each tribe suffer heavy losses in this war, but they also paid substantial compensation to humans. Strictly speaking, the fishmen were the losers in this war. , under such circumstances, the initiator of this war, the new king of Iska, Valro Carter, naturally aroused the dissatisfaction of some fishmen. If Valro hadn't held the Sea King's Scepter and a fourth-level Raging Wave in his hand, The murlocs of the Whale Guardian have long been unable to restrain themselves, but even in this newly established New Iska Kingdom, the internal situation has become increasingly acute.
The weather was unusually sunny on this day, and many murlocs were swimming in the sea. The eight-legged murloc tribe's residence was silent.
As the most powerful tribe in the New Iska Kingdom besides Valro's royal family, the Eight-Legged Tribe naturally has a vast territory, and out of respect for the strong, there are no other murlocs near the Eight-Legged Tribe. Tribes exist.
Undersea cave, shadows float.
"High Priest, what is the reason?"
With blood and tears in his eyes, he knelt on the ground. Looking at the high priest Mark Percy or the monster in front of him, the leader of the Eight-Legged Tribe, Guizhang, gritted his teeth and asked. Around him, there was a mess of colorful flowers. , looks like clothing, but is actually pieces of fish-human skin.
"Why? Why? Shouldn't you be eaten by me?"
Although the high priest's voice was as desolate as before, his tone of voice was more like that of an ignorant child, innocent, pure and terrifying.
Hearing this, Guizhang's eyes completely lost their luster.
"I should have thought of it earlier. I should have thought of it earlier. You are not the high priest at all. It was me who harmed the tribe. It was I who harmed the tribe."
After murmuring, as if his strength had been drained, Guizhang was completely limp to the ground, and at this time, High Priest Mark Percy came in front of him.
In the past, Mark Posey looked similar to a human being, but now Mark Posey is a veritable monster. Its lower body is densely packed with arms and legs that may be long or short, thick or slender with various colored eyes, and its upper body is a The bloated mass of flesh is topped by a distorted face, with a faint shadow of Mark Posey.
"Since you've finished asking, how about you let me eat? I wasn't full just now."
Three big blue eyes moved, and Mark Posey, or rather the monster, looked at Guizhang with a pure and sincere gaze, as if he was really asking for his opinion.
"Monster, you..."
At this time, as if returning to the light, Guizhang suddenly roared.
"Hey, you agreed, I knew you were so kind."
The shadows were twisted, the arms and legs were growing, and the various colored eyes on them were turning, revealing unabashed greed and desire.
Thin flesh thorns grew on the arms and legs, and before Guizhang could finish speaking, those flesh thorns penetrated into Guizhang's body.
Hiss, it was like drinking watermelon juice through a straw. In just an instant, all flesh, flesh and bones were sucked away by the monster, leaving only a complete fish-man skin.
Hmm~ The three big eyes narrowed, and the monster seemed to be savoring the delicious food just now, and at some point, it had a thick arm and leg on its lower body.
"Well, it's really delicious, but it's a pity there's so little."
Twisting its body and casting a shadow, the monster's eyes showed desire, just like a child who hadn't eaten enough candy.
"It smells so good. There seems to be more outside."
The arms and legs waved, and the dense eyeballs turned, all looking outside the cave.
"I want to eat,
I want to eat. "
Old or young, heroic or feminine screams sounded, twisting bodies, shadows followed, the monster dragged its bloated body towards the outside of the cave, leaving a wet trace on the ground.
"But what should my name be? Mark Posey? Guizhang? Dali? Forget it, I don't want to think about it anymore, let's fill my stomach first. I'm almost starving to death."
The shadow disappeared, leaving only the faint words echoing in the silent cave.
On Ghost Island, the viper who was transforming his little baby suddenly stopped what he was doing.
Walking out of the laboratory and looking far away, Viper slightly frowned his increasingly pale eyebrows.
"Hiss, this breath is a bit familiar. It seems to be the same kind as me. This is really interesting."
With a sickly smile on his pale face, Viper turned over his hand and took out a phone bug.
In the Botanical Garden of Greenfield Town, emerald green flames rise wantonly, and the vegetation grows rapidly bathed in such flames. During this time, Sean has been using the Flame of Creatures in different ways.
One is to do this to familiarize himself with the Flame of Life as soon as possible and enhance his control over the Flame of Life, and the other is to polish his mental power and improve his subtle manipulation of mental power. Of course, the most important thing is that he is building his own first A witchcraft killing move.
This sounds a bit incredible, after all, Sean has just advanced to the fourth level, but Sean not only has a complete inheritance, but also has been exposed to a variety of extraordinary paths. With enough accumulation, it is not completely impossible to create a witchcraft killing move. The emergence of the Flame of Life has further amplified this possibility.
Bulu Bulu, the phone bug's voice rang. Looking at the Viper's face that appeared above, there was a hint of surprise in Sean's blue eyes. The Viper was an experimental maniac, and he would never think of it when nothing serious happened. Call yourself a bug. "Oh? Is there such a thing? Your kind? In that case, just go and have a look."
After hanging up the phone and collecting the flames of life, Sean fell into deep thought.
Although the poisonous snake has a human body and human wisdom, it is only a layer of his coat after all. His essence is a pale nightmare, and those he can call his kind are naturally nightmares.
According to the information Sean got from the memory of the titled wizard Bloodstained Wings, creatures like nightmares are unexpectedly weird, and countless strong men have fallen into their hands in the distant era.
"I don't know whether this demonic nightmare is reborn or resurrected like a poisonous snake. If it is the former, it will be fine in a short time. If it is the latter, I am afraid it will be more troublesome. This world is really getting worse. It’s getting more and more chaotic.”
There are several types of nightmares, the most common one is the gray nightmare, which is generally the most common type of new nightmare. It is the most common and common, only possessing the most basic characteristics of a nightmare. There are also blue nightmares, which are very few in number. , equivalent to the nobles in nightmares, often have some powerful special abilities. Finally, there are alien species like the pale nightmare. The probability of appearing is extremely low. The number is usually calculated in single digits. Their strength is uncertain, and some are stronger. Some are terrible, some are pitifully weak.
Not in the mood to continue training, Sean got up and left the botanical garden. Originally, he planned to cultivate a few Superman-type Devil Fruits later, but now it seems that it will be brought forward.