I don't know how the creator would feel when he saw his own work being hung up like this.

When Lu En saw this scene, strange thoughts even popped up in his mind, but he didn't stop in his hand, and the big sword swung quickly, and the sword body, which was originally half a human high, instantly lengthened several times, cutting off the tentacles on several people.

Bang bang bang!

A few dull landing sounds suddenly sounded, and Lu En just stretched out his hand slightly and picked up the fallen Liv.

However, the touch of the hand is not as plump and full as before, but like a deflated doll, light, pale, and breathing.

If it weren't for Luen's keen senses, or if she was one step too late, she would have really died.

The enhancement of the creator made it possible for her to support it a little longer than ordinary people, and finally waited for a turnaround.

Similar to Liv's situation, there were three other people who fell to the ground, all of whom only had their last breath left, but the situation was still ...... Stable?

It seems that this has triggered some kind of mechanism, and their current state is like falling into a deep sleep, minimizing their own consumption, and their perception of the outside world, which seems to be a means of playing dead.

Swish!

Countless tentacles fell from the top of his head, but he cut them clean with no effort, and Lu En felt that the monster's reaction seemed to be getting more and more sluggish.

Or rather, it's not sluggish, but it's more like a plant, and only when it is hurt will it produce a corresponding stress response.

This may indicate that the sheriff, who has lost control and turned into a monster, has collapsed his entire consciousness.

Lu En sensed it slightly, and suddenly swung the big sword in his hand, plunged directly into the wriggling ground, and pulled a circle along his feet.

Phew!

The viscous dark green liquid splattered out immediately, and Lu En kicked it harder, and the ground fell down in response.

It can be seen that the cut cross-section already looks like some kind of flesh, and it is full of dense meridian fibers, if it is not for the sharpness of the big sword, even if the bomb explodes, it may not be able to explode.

Through the hole, all of them were a deep dark green, and in the center, Luen saw a huge corpse.

A corpse of Mushu!

The entire corpse was probably more than twenty meters long, but at this time most of it was covered by some green tentacles, and it was deeply submerged into its body, and through the translucent tentacles, it was possible to see what was being continuously absorbed.

"Well, the mystery is solved!"

Lu En let out a soft breath, understanding why this was happening.

Even if it is out of control, the sheriff's original strength is there, and if he kills a dozen or twenty people at most, he will be killed by the townspeople, and there is no suspense.

Out of control is to liberate one's potential with the dual control of the body and consciousness, and the strength will increase, but it will not increase so exaggeratedly, but if you add a bishop-level Mushu corpse, then everything is possible.

This unlucky mushu seems to have been directly crushed to death by an inexplicable force when the world was teleported, and it was just below the school, perhaps the school's anomaly was also related to it, and it happened to be discovered by the escaped sheriff.

The sheriff, who was turning into a mushu all over his body, was completely out of control and mutated, and through a steady stream of energy, it only took one night to successfully cover nearly half of the town.

But the same price is also heavy, now the sheriff's consciousness is basically broken, and what controls this monster is just instinct, similar to some kind of carnivorous plant.

After figuring out all this, Lu En had no intention of jumping into the battle for 300 rounds and finally narrowly winning.

The main thing is that there is slime all over the place, which looks slippery and disgusting, so he directly controls the extension of the big sword in his hand, and then it is like cutting wheat, first cutting the tentacles that entangle the wooden whiskers one by one, and then cutting the sheriff into pieces, and now the monster of indescribable shape.

There was naturally resistance during the period, but for Lu En, these are not worth mentioning, in fact, he originally came in to see what happened, and now that his curiosity has been satisfied, is it still left for the other party to wait for the New Year?

And it wasn't until Lu En finally solved the monster that he had been hiding in his pocket, indicating that I was weak, and I was afraid of the little goblin, so he flew out with big eyes and looked at Liv and the others and exclaimed.

"Ah, they're hurt, they're hurt!"

"yes, is there anything you can do to save them?"

Rolling his eyes inwardly, Lu En still followed the plot honestly, looking at the corner of the goblin's mouth with a smug smile.

"Of course, but thanks to you for killing this big monster!"

After finishing speaking, he directly fanned his little wings and flew towards the corpse of Mushu below, and after tinkering for a long time, he flew up and grabbed a few tender yellow whiskers in his hand, exuding a strong breath of life.

"Feed this to them and they'll be fine, but only one per person, not too much!"

As he spoke, he quickly stuffed the tentacles into the mouths of several people, the corners of Lu En's eyes twitched slightly, and then he saw the little goblin turn his head and raise the remaining tender whiskers at Lu En: "Do you want one?"

"No, I refuse!"

Lu En shook his head decisively.

These creators are really economical enough, so they have to be used as waste, or they can't be considered waste, a bishop and his corpse can be regarded as a rare and extraordinary material, but for ordinary people, this will undoubtedly cause strong pollution.

When Luen refers to waste utilization, he refers to the remaining four people.

"Whoa, whoa, whoa......"

Seeing that Lu En didn't want it, the little demon delicately threw the tender whisker into his mouth, looking like a happy foodie, without the slightest bishop-level momentum.

Lu En felt that he was afraid that this little goblin himself did not know his true strength.

If you think about it carefully, it's even quite miserable, it seems to be happy and carefree, but in fact it's just a puppet that has been lifted to the line, every move, joy, anger and sorrow are manipulated and set up, which is estimated to be the worst bishopric-level existence that Lu En has ever seen.

After Luen eliminated this monster, the remaining tentacles immediately seemed to have turned into real plants and lost their aggressiveness, and after this situation was discovered by the mayor and others outside, they were immediately ecstatic.

He immediately began to gather the townspeople who had fled from the town, and at the same time began to trumpet his wisdom, decisiveness, and the spirit of facing difficulties and not being afraid of sacrifice, and after all the operations, he gained unimaginable fame.

On the other hand, he privately told Lu En that it was all to protect him and keep the townspeople from coveting the magical greatsword in his hand, and then pat his chest to reassure him of all kinds of promises.

Of course, Luen's indifferent expression throughout the whole process also made the mayor unsure whether he believed in himself or wanted to kill himself with a sword, so he stayed away, and then he saw Luen looking up at the roof, as if through the ceiling, he saw other places.

"It's coming!"

The gentle murmur was like a wave of water at this moment, bringing a strange rippling sensation to the mayor's ears.

Time and space, all around him, seemed to be stretched and shortened in an instant, falling into an indescribably strange state, and then abruptly stopped!

It seems that all of this is just his delusion.