Chapter 43 Disputes before Evolution
"Ouch~" The roar of the beast is like a dog or a tiger.
"Tart~Tart~Tart~Tart~~" The machine gun spit out tongues of fire. Mu Hua held the gun and moved to prevent the hellhound in the pit from breaking through the blockade of the skeleton warriors.
"Kara~~" One skeleton warrior was knocked over by the Cerberus, and the other skeleton warrior was chewed into pieces by the Cerberus's somewhat crazy continuous bites.
"Tart~Tart~Tart~Tart~" The machine gun fired, and the exorcism bullets hit the frantically biting hellhounds, and also hit their own skeleton warriors.
Fortunately, fortunately, the Cerberus didn't show any fighting instincts of the beast. It was still crazy enough to blindly catch and attack nearby blockers.
The bullets that penetrated the body made the Cerberus attack even more frenzied, but it made no attempt to pursue the source of the bullets.
The Skeleton Warrior's chops were difficult to cut off the Cerberus's bones, and could only leave dense, shallow knife marks on the Cerberus' body.
Whenever the hell dog roared angrily, the sparks of fire from its mouth made Mu Hua's pupils shrink.
Not fear, but a kind of excitement of anticipation.
During this tense battle, Mu Hua even wondered whether Cerberus could melt a skill stone that was compatible with the fire element. After all, there was no magic book to learn that thing.
Mu Hua feels that as a jungler, he has become more mature.
“Bang~!” Seeing the right moment, a bullet penetrated into the Cerberus’s eye, ending the battle.
Besieged by a bunch of half-broken skeletons, the Cerberus was exhausted and fell to the ground twitching.
The Cerberus had not yet expired. The skeleton warrior raised his sword and stabbed hard into the soft flesh of the Cerberus' body.
Although the exposed fangs and the exoskeleton protecting the head are cracked, they are not completely damaged. The monster-like body structure greatly improves the survivability of the Cerberus.
A skeleton warrior that had been chewed off at the waist crawled closer and stabbed the Cerberus in the eye with another knife.
The body of the Cerberus can no longer move, but its tail with a snake head is still thrashing.
Just like the tail stinger of a wasp, some demons are not safe after death, but the tail itself has no offensive power, and the maddening toxin has no meaning to the skeleton warrior.
In a completely unequal battle, Cerberus is more powerful. Monday, who asked for a duel with the Cerberus, could only hide aside and bark to cheer.
The skeleton warriors were used as tanks and cannon fodder under Mu Hua's gun.
In order to kill the Cerberus more efficiently, more than half of the injuries on these skeleton warriors were protruded by Mu Hua.
"Ouch~~" Monday let out a rather majestic howl.
Petcing the hot barrel of the gun, Mu Hua wanted to kick it a few times.
The fighting subsided, and the Cerberus's tail no longer twitched. Monday was seen walking down the pit with a majestic and high-spirited pace.
"Woo~~wu~~" A whimper came from his throat.
Unexpectedly, Monday was like a dog looking for a place to poop, circling and digging around the body of the hell dog.
The dog's posture at this time once again fully proved its identity as a monster.
Resuming the skeleton warrior, Mu Hua asked the skeleton warrior to play with the hell dog's body again to confirm that it was OK, and then he asked the skeleton warrior to drag the hell dog's body out of the pit.
Monday was restless as he chased the hellhound's body, and Mu Hua sensed the complexity of its emotions.
Excitement, desire, worry, fear.
Monday has the blood of Cerberus, but it also has more Warcraft blood.
It needs to swallow a hell dog to start the path of evolution, but in the process, it may also die. Death is also a risk that most monsters must face when evolving.
Monsters are obsessed with the energy generated by extreme emotions because this energy can promote the growth of their bloodline and increase their chances of success in evolution.
Although I ate some Philosopher's Stone on Monday, it was still not enough to allow it to evolve safely.
"How about I melt?" Mu Hua stared at the corpse of the Cerberus with evil intentions.
Because he just saw sparks in Cerberus's mouth, he really wanted to try whether Cerberus could melt the fire element affinity.
"Woo~~Woo~~" Monday completely turned into a dog, and without saying a word, he paced anxiously around the body of the hell dog. As a dependent of Mu Hua, the relatively strong emotional fluctuations on Monday will be fed back to Mu Hua.
In Mu Hua's perception, the hesitation and uneasiness in Zhou Yi's heart was gradually replaced by a fierce determination.
"Master! I'm going to eat it!" Zhou Zhou exposed his fangs and stared at the corpse of the hell dog with a fierce glint in his eyes.
"Oh~, wait." Seeing the strange magic power fluctuations on Monday's body, Mu Hua sighed and stopped.
“Master?” Monday raised his head in confusion, feeling uneasy again.
"Oh, at least I finally know how to call Master. Tell me, how many more Philosopher's Stones are needed." Mu Hua knelt down and patted Monday's dog's head, and nine green beans appeared on his raised palm. Large and small philosopher's stones.
These Philosopher's Stones were Mu Hua's inventory during this period. His early life made him accustomed to keeping inventory.
Anyway, Mu Hua couldn't figure out the actual use of this thing for the time being. In fact, after saving more, he would share it with Monday's food.
Enough Philosopher's Stone can ensure Monday's safe evolution, and watch Monday's persistence risk his life.
After all, it was his own dog, and Mu Hua didn’t need to stimulate it to fight, so he still took out the inventory.
"Woof~woof~woof~~" barked happily, Zhou Yi's eyes were full of surprise, and Mu Hua felt the touching emotions from his soul.
Look at its current virtue, does it still want to 'transfer' to a devil?
Mu Hua felt that if there were not enough Philosopher's Stones, this guy would definitely turn into a pile of minced meat when he started evolving.
"Seven! Seven! Great master, Monday can become your dependent, it must be the guidance of the Lord. Master, seven, I can feel it, give me seven more, I will definitely Can evolve successfully.”
Monday is full of surprises and joys.
Mu Hua chuckled and stretched out his hand in front of Zhou Yiyi.
Monday put his head out and rubbed Mu Hua's palm. Just as he was about to stick out his tongue and roll away the Philosopher's Stone, he heard a hoarse female voice coming from behind Mu Hua.
"Wait a minute~~!"
The urgent female voice was like rubbing with sandpaper, and both Mu Hua and Zhou Yiwei were startled.
Tuesday's figure emerged from Mu Hua's body.
"Master, please allow me to tell you about the family lineage of Abuse Ji again in detail."
Tuesday floated in front of Mu Hua, his arms like black mist blocked Monday, and he just missed to pounce on him Mu Hua's hand holding the Philosopher's Stone went up.
"Master, the evolution direction of dead souls is banshees and elemental evil spirits."
"But as a sadist, I can not only grow into a sadistic noblewoman, but if I have enough resources, I can even become a possessor." The death of personality."
"This bastard! He doesn't deserve your love, even hellhounds do. Brutal livestock, it has no value to you."
"Master, these philosopher's stones should be given to me. I can make you the king of the dead. As long as it is your wish, I can make a city. Human beings are pursuing the liberation of death in withering. "
Tuesday's voice is hoarse, but his speaking speed is extremely fast.
"..." Mu Hua was silent. He originally thought that the bully Ji was very cold, but now he was grabbing food with the dog.
"Bichi!" Monday said anxiously.
"Livestock!" Tuesday stated Monday's race with facts.
"Bah, bah, bah~~" One dog and one dead spirit. The two greeted each other's eighteen generations of ancestors with the bad words they knew.
The two of them went back and forth without flinching. Even though Mu Hua had a deep foundation in demonic language, the quarrel between the two made his brain hurt.
"Enough!" Mu Hua shouted, and the two immediately stopped arguing.
"Woo~~Master~~" Monday came out from his mouth, whimpering in grievance like an abandoned dog.
Damn it, let alone the dog. On Tuesday’s gray face, two spots of light were flickering. He has such a dignified appearance and still wants to act cute?
(End of this chapter)