Chapter 274 Black Goat Cub

In the early morning, the shore of Linzhong Lake is full of humidity.

Outside a pavilion on the promenade around the lake, a vague crack suddenly appeared over the green grass, and the crack shone with intertwined light of gold and black.

"Stab it!"

A sound like a rag being torn, accompanied by a faint sound of thunder, came from the crack and escaped into the air, fleeting. The low shrubs and grass blades among the lawns on the slope lowered their bodies and lowered their heads, as if they were humbly welcoming.

"Crash..."

A pile of smelly green slime rolled out from the crack and fell on the lawn, causing weeds to grow wildly. The dark green leaves on the bushes seemed to be blessed by the Druids' activation spell in an instant. It became a big mouth singing hymns, babbling and singing hymns that no one could understand in unison:

“sll’ha nilgh’ri-nyt shogg ooboshu…” (The servant of all things invites the kingdom of darkness to come…)

"l'ebumna syha'h n'ghft" (in the eternity and darkness of the abyss)

"y'ai 'ng'ngah" (I call on Him)

“y’hah” (Amen)

The sound was messy but had an unusual resonance, as if hundreds of radios with poor signal were turned on at the same time, or like the kind of buzzing and whining sounds brought out by strong winds passing through the forest. It was low and strange. , which is disgusting to hear.

"Ah sneeze!"

A little black goat sneezed and struggled to its feet from the green slime. This action is very difficult for it. Not because it broke its legs when it fell from the crack in mid-air, but because it now has a lot of legs.

In addition to the original four legs, many black lamb legs of different lengths appeared under its belly, on the sides of its ribs, behind its buttocks, and under its neck. They were kicking randomly and trying to step on the ground. .

In addition, many swirling marks appeared on the originally shiny black fur of the little black goat. Those marks were swollen, squirming, and constantly changing their shapes. However, if you look closely, they looked like the curled up marks on the bushes nearby. Leaves - the mouths turned into leaves are always humming and singing hymns.

"Crack!" "Crack!"

Sticky explosions sounded one after another, like mud bubbles being popped in a swamp. Dark tentacles poked out from the black swirl marks on the sheepskin, stretching and waving in all directions.

By now, the original appearance of the little black goat was completely lost.

It has turned into an existence that resembles a mutated banyan tree man - short in stature, dozens of air root-like legs, a big mouth all over its body, and black tentacles that are as active as Medusa's hair.

To use a word from a wizard's textbook, this is a 'depraved piece of flesh'.

Green mucus dripped from the mouth of 'Meatloaf', flowed to those legs, and slowly seeped in along the dark fur. The 'little black goat' that had been reduced to a piece of flesh waved its slimy tentacles and circled on the open slope, making a confused 'bleating' sound while adapting to the extra legs.

Yes, even though it has been reduced to a piece of flesh, it can still bleat.

As if this would make it feel safer - this is not the sound a true 'Black Goat Favorite of the Forest' should make. But the instinct from the depths of the starry sky told it that in this place, if a 'black goat kid' didn't behave like a real black goat, it would die quickly.

After a while, it suddenly stopped and turned sideways to listen carefully.

Through the thick shrubs and the narrow woods, it could clearly hear the noisy waves not far away, mixed with water vapor, coming in waves.

Faintly, it heard the voice calling 'Nicholas'.

The beloved breathed a sigh of relief.

The abnormal fluctuations in the space channel when it just arrived made it almost think that it had landed in the wrong place. But right now, those voices calling ‘Nicholas’ mixed with malice and fanatical thoughts are unmistakable.

"It's just a little off, it doesn't matter, it doesn't matter." The beloved one thought in his heart, and walked towards the place where the sound was rolling with dozens of cheerful hooves. As he walked, he slowly raised his head. , puff up your chest, open your tentacles, and strive to create the aura that a true loved one should have.

Although it also felt that the real name of the 'Black Goat of the Forest' shouted by those praying in the distance did not seem to be completely correct, the abundant magical energy in the air and the alluring aura blowing around soon made this man who had been wandering in the starry sky all year round The deep 'thought' gave up the intention of further thinking.

In other words, it had no serious thought in the first place:

"This is not the first time those believers have called my name incorrectly."

"What does it matter?"

"As long as it comes to your mind...it's OK."

"I am the favored one of the Mother Goddess, and I should safeguard the glory of the Mother Goddess."

"Let me answer your prayers!"

In the mud behind it, there was a thick bush and the hoof prints of a goat. Hundreds of hoofprints, all green and covered in foul-smelling mucus.

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"Nicholas, you are just a bastard who has stained the bloodline of the Oswal family! How can you have the guts to challenge the glory of the nobles under the moon?!"

"Nicholas! The guy whose surname is not even recognized by Oswald! His name appears on the same list as ours. What a depravity of the entire wizarding world!"

"Look at Nicholas's stupid face!"

"You can only passively accept it and won't actively explore your abilities. Even if you have talent, it is a waste. The descendants of the magician can't get rid of the stupidity that goes deep into their souls."

"...Nicholas!"

"Nicholas!"

On the shore of Linzhong Lake, all kinds of provocations and curses, accompanied by the name 'Nicholas', poured out from the mouths of the people in white robes, adding to the roar of people.

The 3a club was originally a club composed of the most fanatical blood supremacists in the Alpha Academy. For these bigots, being beaten by a bastard on the head was simply more disgusting than feeding them shit.

They were unanimous in their views on attacking Nicholas.

On the opposite side, the camp of students from Jiuyou Academy seemed a little loose. Most of them were yelled at by their companions to join in the fun, and there was almost no sign of Nicholas standing up to him. Even if there is someone standing between Baipao and Nicholas, it is only for the purpose of preventing the other person from being too presumptuous in the school.

What's more, Nicholas' performance in an interview with the Beta Town Post some time ago made many Jiuyou students feel gloating at the moment - look, this is the fate of the traitor!