"Boom...... Boom"

The mouthfeel is crispy.

Zhao Ting opened his bloody mouth and bit off half of the body of this "Shadow Nightmare" in one bite.

"Ah~" He showed a very comfortable look on his face, and after this mouthful, even a deep sense of satisfaction came from the depths of his soul.

At the same time, Zhao Ting's mind had a few more vague memory fragments, like silent images suddenly flashing in front of his eyes.

"Hey, what is this?"

Before Zhao Ting could carefully examine these memory fragments, a sad and angry voice suddenly came from outside the big tent.

"What are you doing?"

"Uh," Suddenly frightened, Zhao Ting subconsciously stuffed the remaining half of the "Shadow Nightmare" in his hand into his mouth and swallowed it, and then slowly turned around.

I saw a middle-aged man in a white brocade robe standing outside the tent, his face was full of disbelief and fear, one hand was trembling and pointing at Zhao Ting, his mouth opened and opened, as if he wanted to say something.

"You...... You ate my father?"

"Hiccup~"

The feeling of having his appetite satisfied made Zhao Ting can't help but burp.

“......”

ate his father in front of his son, and hiccuped, even with the thickness of Zhao Ting's face, he was a little embarrassed.

He rubbed his hands with a little blush, and said, "Aren't you going to run away?

"You listen to me, it's not that I want to eat your father, but that your father said that he wanted to invite me to dinner, but there was no food, so he had to sacrifice himself to me......"

The middle-aged man was grief-stricken, pointed at Zhao Ting and said with a humiliated face: "You still want to lie to me!"

"You lied to me and nailed my father to the board with your own hands, you also said that you were a master, and tricked me into the cellar, you almost killed my father and son, and now, you still want to lie to me?"

“......”

Seeing that the IQ of this little "Shadow Nightmare" had suddenly increased a lot, Zhao Ting knew that this father-killing revenge could not be turned into a big deal, so he didn't bother to explain, and asked directly in a deep voice: "Oh, what do you want?"

"What do I want?" the middle-aged man's voice suddenly became sharper, "I want you to die!"

As soon as the words fell, more than a dozen puppet black-scaled soldiers with stiff limbs and dark blue faces appeared outside the big tent one after another, all of them were glazed over, and their bodies exuded a thick rancid smell.

In the blink of an eye, the big tent had been tightly surrounded by the puppet soldiers who had rushed over, and there was not even a trace of a gap left to get out.

The middle-aged man's face sank like water, and he pointed towards Zhao Ting in the tent, and two puppet sergeants wearing black unicorn heavy armor were the first to squeeze in from outside the tent.

Their four corpse-spotted, rancid-smelling arms rose high and grabbed Zhao Ting's neck fiercely.

As soon as the two puppets exerted a little force in different directions, Zhao Ting's neck was twisted, his eyes widened, he twitched twice weakly, and the corpse slowly fell to the ground.

"Huh?"

Looking at this scene, the middle-aged man's face showed an incredible look, he didn't expect that the big villain in front of him didn't even make a trace of resistance, just like that...... He's dead?

It's so easy, isn't it? so easy that he can't believe it.

Just when he was secretly relieved, the two puppets who had strangled Zhao Ting before suddenly turned their heads to look at him, and the expressions on their faces also changed, from sluggish expressions to resentment, staring at him as if they were going to eat him alive.

"I died so miserably...... You're going to give me back my life......"

As he spoke, the face of the puppet Black Scale Army on the left was rapidly rotting, and pieces of rotten flesh quickly fell off its face, and in the blink of an eye, white bones were visible.

"You...... Damn ......"

The voice was choppy and cold.

The puppet Blackscale Army on the right said as he stretched out two large hands that had rotted to the palm of his hand and grabbed him.

The strange scene in front of him frightened the middle-aged man immediately, and his hair stood upside down.

This puppet, who has been dead for a long time, is alive!

As the two puppet black-scaled soldiers in the tent approached viciously, the middle-aged man couldn't help but "kick" and take a few steps back.

"Bang"!

As if he had hit something, he turned around suddenly, only to see that the puppet black-scaled soldiers who were still guarding outside the tent had also come to life one by one, all staring at him with resentful expressions.

What he had just bumped into was a puppet black-scaled army whose face was half rotten, and he could even see maggots crawling around in the flesh.

"You give me my life......"

The puppets spoke in unison, and together they raised their foul-smelling, rotting arms and grabbed at him.

"Ahhhh

The middle-aged man screamed in panic, his body fell limply to the ground, and a thin shadow emerged from his body and stuck to the ground in the shadows.

As soon as the shadow came out of his body, he immediately fled out of the tent without looking back, as if he was frightened.

......

Of course, these are just the personal perspectives of middle-aged men.

From the perspective of Zhao Ting from the outside world, the middle-aged man first instigated the two puppet black-scaled soldiers to hit the Baigang rock table in the tent.

After breaking the stone table, the black-scaled soldiers stood still, but the middle-aged man suddenly screamed in fear, and then the main body of the "Shadow Nightmare" manifested and crawled around the walls of the big tent like headless flies, unable to find an exit.

It was exactly the same as the behavior of the old "Shadow Nightmare" that had entered Zhao Ting's belly.

Zhao Ting sighed, shook his head and said, "Hey, how can you say that newborn calves are not afraid of tigers?

As he spoke, he walked over slowly, and a faint black light came out of his hand.

"Boom"!

With just a single punch, a hole was broken in the wall, not only the wall, but also a hole in the body of the black shadow.

The shadow groaned, and stuck to the wall.

At the same time, the corpses of the puppet black-scaled soldiers who had lost control in Niushou Village quickly decomposed one by one, and after a while, the whole village was filled with a foul smell.

......

......

On the ship on the way back, for such a major event as "the Black Scale Army stationed in Linshan City is all dead", that Lord Xu naturally couldn't help but ask Zhao Ting.

Judging from his various reactions, this person obviously has some understanding of "ominous", so Zhao Ting also saved some effort to explain.

Regarding Lord Xu's question about his identity, Zhao Ting hinted at two words of "Spirit Clan", so Lord Xu also closed his mouth and didn't ask any more.

However, Jiang Ruhai kept surrounding Zhao Ting and asked him what kind of ulterior relationship he had with that "burly man", and why he had to avoid everyone in the conversation, which also made Zhao Ting very speechless, and it took him a long time to fool him.

After bidding farewell to everyone and returning to Liuzhuang, Zhao Ting had time to carefully check the extra memory fragments in his mind.

The amount of information recorded in these memory fragments was surprisingly huge, and after investigating for half an hour, Zhao Ting could be regarded as worthy of reading it all.

What is recorded in this seems to be the inherited memories of the "Shadow Nightmare" clan! It records how the "Shadow Nightmare" clan uses their natural abilities, how they "dissolve the void and possess the body", how they "swallow the shadow", and how they create "corpse golems".

However, this part of the broken inheritance memory is not very detailed, Zhao Ting only finished reading the "Void" part, and the follow-up is gone.

"It's funny, it's a big world. ”

Zhao Ting sighed, stood up from the futon, and looked inward.

"Huh, why is there so much less killing power in my body all of a sudden?"

Not long ago, when he looked inward, he found that the "Killing Crystal" in his body seemed to be digesting the "Shadow Nightmare" in his stomach, and he didn't care about it anymore when he saw that there was no abnormality.

I didn't know that I didn't look at it for a while, the "Shadow Nightmare" had actually been digested, and the "Killing Crystal" in its body had also been digested together, it stands to reason that the "Killing Crystal" in my body had eaten so much, and I should have fed back some to myself, why not only did I not have any feedback, but I also swallowed so much of the killing power that was originally stored in my body?

After a closer inspection, Zhao Ting's face was more happy, although the killing power in his body was less, it seemed that it was more refined, and the semi-liquid black gas was transformed into a liquid that exuded a black and purple color.

When Zhao Ting was about to probe his mental power into the killing crystal in his body to investigate, his two arms suddenly became transparent, virtual and real, as if some kind of abnormality was undergoing a change.

"Oops~"

Zhao Ting's heart was shocked, and his attention instantly shifted to his two arms.

The mutation was still going on, but the scope of the change was larger, not only the arms, but his entire body began to change, sometimes looming.

Gradually, gradually, Zhao Ting disappeared into thin air.

However, the black shadow that Zhao Ting had originally left under the light suddenly became condensed and vivid, and even expressions began to appear on his face.

The dark shadow on the ground seemed to be a little surprised, looking left and right.

In the middle of the night, a human voice suddenly came out of the black shadow's mouth: ", I possessed my own shadow?"

As he spoke, the shadow walked on the ground, through the stone table, through the mahogany chairs, the shadow was stretched long, and finally, the shadow walked down the ground to the wall, to the roof.

"This ......," the shadow didn't know what to say, "and that's amazing, isn't it?"

After transforming into a shadow and playing for a while, Zhao Ting stayed on the wall and secretly tried.

"I think it can be changed back, right?" I want to think about it...... What does the Shadowmare Clan's inherited memory say about "Void Possession......"? Thoughts probe into the Killing Crystal...... Use the Killing Force ......"

As Zhao Ting's mental power penetrated into his body, slowly, a transparent figure broke away from the black shadow clinging to the wall, and then, the figure quickly changed and became a flesh-and-blood body.

Zhao Ting stood on the ground, raised his hand and looked around, and a smile appeared on his face: "It's changed back." ”