Chapter 77 The Fate of the Alien Trolls

"If I can reincarnate again."

"Next time, I hope to be a coal ball."

Horn said so.

After hearing the white magic say that they would throw the container into the blood of Xikemos, Horn knew that it was time.

"Why are you crying?"

"Facing death, perhaps only you little coal balls will cry for me, Horn."

Horn's heart warmed.

I thought the little coal balls were crying for him who was in danger, but it turned out that he thought too much. The little coal balls sat in a row, looking at Xikemos's black blood from afar, and tears fell.

""

"It turns out that you are not crying for me, you bastard."

Horn took back his emotion, and he watched the nearby containers being thrown into the blood one by one.

The iron cages were placed regularly by the white magic, and then thrown into the blood one by one. The white magic seemed to be very awed when treating Xikemos's blood. They would not get too close to the black blood.

Instead, they chose to use the teleportation array engraved on the big tree, trying to throw the container into the blood through the array.

From beginning to end,

no white demon would approach or get close to Sikmos's blood.

In Horn's eyes, he didn't care why the white demons were so afraid of the legendary commander in their mouths,

calling him Lord Sikmos all the time,

but in the end, they despised him so much?

As a container, Horn was more concerned about the fate of the other containers. When the white demons made the teleportation array, they began to move the containers and threw the monsters and cages into the teleportation array.

The array lit up,

the container fell from the other end of the array and fell into the black blood, and then there was a sizzling sound, and the container monster and the cage were melted into a wisp of green smoke on the spot by the blood.

"Hiss~~~~~"

"This"

"I"

Horn was so shocked that he couldn't say a word for a long time.

The scene just now was so depressing. The container monsters and iron cages that fell into the blood were like cotton falling into magma. They were instantly melted in a breath of time.

There was not even a ripple on the surface of the blood.

"The quality of the container is not good."

Leader Como looked worried, and crawled to the place where the container was placed, scanning the monsters in the iron cage.

The monsters trembled,

not because they were afraid of the white magic leader Como, but because they were afraid that they would be the next guy thrown into the teleportation array. Although these containers were destined to be fed into the black blood, they still hoped to live a little longer in the face of death.

"Don't be afraid, containers."

Como suddenly said,

"It is your honor to be chosen as the container for Lord Xikemos's blood. As long as you are willing to completely open your mind, Xikemos will not reject you."

"Lord Xikemos is willing to accept any creature, and any clan can become the next Xikemos."

Como's words were bewitching, pointing at the black blood, and said, "Those containers that touched the blood did not perish, but became a part of Lord Xikemos, and you will also exist in this form,

Of course! You can also replace Xikemos! Don't resist, don't be afraid, and give your soul completely Leave it all to Sikmos.

As long as you can survive this time, you will be the existence that all monsters fear! "

Como tried to comfort the monsters in the container.

Some monsters listened, especially some containers with purple or gold names. They have been quiet since they stayed in the iron cage. After Sikmos' blood was extracted from the earth, they looked at the black blood with fanaticism from beginning to end,

as if they knew what they were about to face and were eager to integrate into the black blood.

And more container monsters looked more like they were forced to be captured. No matter what the white magic leader Como said, they always looked like they were afraid of death.

This naturally included Horn.

Horn had long been immune to chicken soup. He thought more about how to jump into the black blood in a more beautiful posture and end his spider career in a more exciting way.

The white magic leader Como gave the container monsters some psychological counseling, turned around and told his tribesmen to prepare more containers.

Monsters were transported into the blood one after another.

Soon it was Horn's turn.

The little coal balls jumped onto Horn's back and looked very excited.

Horn was speechless and said, "Your big brother is about to die, why are you still so excited? Do you really think I'm immortal like you?"

The little coal balls stared at the black blood.

The white demon in charge of carrying the iron cage stared at the spider demon angrily, "You're lucky. If it weren't for the scarcity of qualified containers, I would have eaten you, the little spider demon."

Horn was not afraid of anything now. After all, he was almost dead, so he said, "I just used my little ability to trick you white demons. Why are you so stingy?"

"You!" The white mage was shocked: "Can you talk?"

"Nonsense, I thought you were the only white mage who could talk." Horn said sarcastically: "Hey, not only can I talk, I even heard you and your companions saying bad things about the leader. What, are you going to kill me?"

"Hit me, hit me?"

Horn was just a bad boy, and then started to greet people in various languages ​​crazily.

In terms of language fluency, Horn thought he was not good,

but in terms of swearing,

Horn was a professional,

his language enlightenment teacher was swearing,

Say all kinds of dirty words in the Hermetic language system, and say them in different ways, using his many years of experience in saying dirty words to create all kinds of new dirty words,

Fresh and refined, simple and easy to understand.

White magic, a flower living in a greenhouse language environment, has never suffered a dimensionality reduction attack from another world, and was greeted by all kinds of fancy dirty words,

so angry that the white magic almost exploded on the spot.

There were even white demons who couldn't stand being scolded and wanted to secretly kill the spider demon in the iron cage.

The leader Como was watching closely.

Even if the white demons were full of anger, they had to endure it.

Horn was scolding for a while,

but that was all.

The white demons gnashed their teeth and carried him to the teleportation array.

"Spider demon! Become the food of Lord Hickmos!"

"Go to hell, you bastard spider demon!"

"Great Hickmos, please help me punish this lowly spider demon."

"How can there be a spider demon like you!"

"Spider demons like you should be handed over to the torturer."

"Go to hell, spider demon!"

Amid the white demons' scolding,

Horn was thrown onto the teleportation array, and the light came on. The next moment, a huge ball of black blood appeared in front of Horn.

Horn smiled slightly. Before he died, he successfully demonstrated his skills as a troll and argued with a group of insects. It was not in vain.

I have no regrets in my spider life!

Slowly falling down,

Zi~~~~

Horn and the iron cage that imprisoned him fell into the blood of Sikmos, turning into a wisp of green smoke.

"Ah~~"

"Bonika!"

The little coal ball followed behind, and jumped into the black blood with his big brother without hesitation.