"Whew!"

The bewitchment of the outside world, coupled with the long-term use of the power of the devil, Lesis gradually lost control of his consciousness.

As he roared, the sulfur aura on his body continued to increase.

Witnessing this change firsthand, Sherlock was also in a dilemma.

In the previous battle with Xsosai, he had already consumed the dragon power he had saved so hard, and now he didn't have enough strength to turn the tide.

Therefore, if you want to stop this endless stream of Shahua fishmen, the power of Lesis is crucial, if the other party completely falls into the abyss, with the power of the devil behind it, things will be much simpler with the cooperation of the two.

But as a friend who had worked with him before, he really didn't want to see the other party abandon his beliefs, even if it was to save the lives of others.

But it was clear that in order to save these innocent sea elves before, they could even do without their own lives, but now if they ignore the lives of these people in order to stick to their beliefs, is it a bit of putting the cart before the horse.

This contradiction can be imagined even by an outsider like Sherlock, and Laces, as a person who feels it firsthand, is naturally even more difficult to choose.

"Why!"

"I just want to live quietly, why do you have to force me!" Lesis slapped away more than a dozen acquaintances with a sword, and shouted loudly at the high platform in the distance.

"Why!"

"Because of your stupidity, your cowardice, your incompetence, and your pathetic compassion!" Maxian's vicious words constantly stimulated the other party's nerves, "As long as you have enough strength, naturally no one will dare to force you again." ”

To be honest, this NPC's words do make a lot of sense, and in a world like the Forgotten Realm, where weakness is original sin, and the strong can override everything, the pursuit of greater power seems to be an eternally true proposition.

Countless people are running around for this, and they do not hesitate to give up feelings, dignity, beliefs, and other things that are most precious to people.

That's why the devils' business is so good, and who doesn't like this kind of power that can be obtained without hard work?

Even if you don't like it, the harsh reality can sometimes force you to go this far.

Like Lesis at this moment!

The power of the devil allowed him to resist the attack of the Sawa Fishman, and at the same time, it gradually eroded his heart, and this feeling was as unstoppable as the addiction to drugs.

Now, every second, every movement, his personality is competing with this power, vying for dominance over the concept of consciousness.

And as long as the use of this power is not stopped, this struggle will only intensify with the passage of time, and at last it will reach its limit, and when Lesis cannot resist any longer, his soul will fall into hell completely.

"If it weren't for the fact that I had just run out of dragon power...... Sherlock couldn't help but regret it when he saw this.

It's just that this kind of remorse seems meaningless at this point, because even if he is given another choice, he will still do his best for the fall of Xsosai.

So the situation finally reached a point of no return, and Lesis's height was gradually raised to 12 feet.

The body surrounded by flames was covered with red scales;

The huge bat wings that grew from his ribs were like a cloak of strange style, protecting him;

Two fangs protruded from the corners of the mouth, and from time to time green liquid dripped from them.

Just looking at this shape, it is several times stronger than the Tiga that I encountered last time.

At this time, the heavy sword in his hand was unwielding it, and those Shahua fish people were really like reptiles in front of him.

"Laces, kill with pleasure, enjoy this power to the fullest!" Maxien had seen the result he wanted, and in addition to the excitement, there was also a sense of pleasure that his malice had been satisfied.

He does not deny that deep down in his heart, there has been a trace of regret.

If he hadn't chosen to compromise and not fall, what would he have been now?

He thought that this regret had been wiped out by his growing strength, until he heard about his friend's situation.

Why, everyone stares at the abyss together, but you can get out of it, and you are still content, you can stand on the moral high ground and say irresponsible things.

He didn't want to admit that he was wrong, so the only way was to prove that the other party was wrong, and now judging from the results, he obviously succeeded, and the last gap in his heart will be completely filled.

And Lesis, even though he has been completely demonized, but his original intention should not have been forgotten, and with Sherlock, the two of them spent more than two hours, and the Shahua fish-man who kept teleporting to the square was finally about to be cleaned up.

Sherlock thought that this was the end of the game, he kept his life, he kept his Virgin Heart, and everything seemed to have a happy ending.

It was only when he stabbed the last Shahua fishman to death with a sword that a series of screams came from behind him.

The owner of the voice was naturally the group of sea elves, and since the beginning of the battle, they had been holding their stomachs and humming, which should be the reason why they were about to give birth, so he didn't pay much attention to it.

Now suddenly making such a loud scream, is it really raw?

He looked back and saw a picture that he would never forget in his life.

This group of sea elves was indeed born, but it was not a normal sea elf baby that was born.

It is an ugly monster, it is strong, with swift claws, a nimble head, and a powerful neck, all of which indicate that it will be a swift killer.

Although elves can still be seen on their limbs and in some other places, the bodies of these creatures are covered in green scales.

The head and torso have black fins. He has no hair on his head and no ears, and his face has a pair of huge black eyes and a narrow mouth.

These monsters have a disgusting name – the Sawa Fishman!

When they came into this world, they did not cry like ordinary newborns, but hugged their mothers tightly.

Not to grasp the breath of a mother, nor to seek security, but just for the most primitive desires and survival instincts.

Their mouths suddenly open to an unimaginable angle, revealing their small, shark-like triangular sharp teeth, and then bite down.

Even from a distance of more than a dozen yards, Sherlock could still hear his teeth grinding against his bones, and he could see the white bones exposed to the air.

The sea elves' empty eyes suddenly widened because of the horror in front of them, and their screams became even more terrible, and their originally indifferent faces became completely distorted by the great pain.