The 'arrogance' that has returned to the size of ordinary people is still domineering. Pen? Interesting? Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 ｉｎfo

Its gaze swept over the statues, and an evil glow enveloped them.

'Lazy' yawned.

It seems that he doesn't care, but if there is substance, the distorted aura is too obvious.

But, 'arrogance' doesn't care.

The pride that comes from the soul makes it never take into account other things, including the 'laziness' of the same origin.

In the eyes of 'arrogance', 'laziness' is also an ant.

In fact, everything but itself is an ant.

Feeling the power of 'arrogance' speed, 'laziness' has a rare feeling of anxiety.

The feeling of unfamiliarity makes 'laziness' more and more impatient.

It is as if the 'original sin' called anger is about to manifest.

Eventually, the 'lazy' gaze saw the half-dead Hertha.

Without any hesitation, the evil brilliance of 'laziness' engulfed Hertha.

It is clear that such an opportunity is too rare.

Probably only once.

If it is not caught, it will fall forever.

An evil aura stirred inside the tent, and even those who had a little sensitivity among the steppe people could see that something was wrong here.

But Herta's previous orders, and the notoriety of the past, were enough to make these people dare not come forward to check.

However, this does not include the grumpy Leer beer.

As the most brave and good fighter under the command of the king of the grassland, he also has a Leer beer that is famous for his enemies and thousands of prestige, and has a tall figure that exceeds the two ends of ordinary people.

The knotted muscles made this tall body extremely strong.

The circumference of the upper arm alone exceeds the thickness of an ordinary person's thigh.

The blue and black lines brush down from the top of the eyes to the jaw, making the already ugly face even more hideous and daunting.

Leerbeer strode towards Hertha's tent.

The surrounding soldiers quickly pushed away, as if they did not dare to disturb Hertha, and they did not dare to stop the obviously angry Leerbeer.

Those who dare to do so have been torn alive.

"Bastard Hertha, do you know that the appointed time has passed...... It's you! ”

Leer beer shouted and scolded loudly, and after seeing the 'lazy', it turned into an exclamation, and Leer beer obviously mistook it for Qin Ran.

Then, with a smirk, he opened his arms and rushed towards 'laziness'.

On the thick hands, blue electric sparks directly appeared.

Crackle, crackle!

When the 'lazy' approached, the electric sparks directly turned into several currents, which not only completely blocked the 'lazy's' retreat, but also surged towards the 'lazy' with a more ferocious attitude.

The blue-white electricity drowned out the 'lazy' figure.

But from beginning to end, the lazy expression of 'Lazy' did not change, even if he consumed half of the origin power he had just gained.

The 'laziness' is gone.

It is as if it were vaporized in electric light.

But Leer's beastly instinct told him that the other party was fine, just gone.

"Ahhh

"Damn!"

Feeling that he was being played, Leerbeer waved his arm vigorously, and the collected electricity suddenly dispersed wantonly, and Hertha's tent was destroyed in the first place.

Immediately afterward, the surrounding steppe soldiers fell to the ground one after another.

The first person to come into contact with the electric current had a scorched black face, and he had long lost his breath.

Whew, whew!

Anger filled Leer's chest, and he turned to look at the Thunder Fortress behind him, and rushed towards it without hesitation.

The guy is gone.

But he knew where the guy was.

He's going to tear each other apart.

With this in mind, the pace of Leer beer is getting faster and faster, and it is like a charge when it comes to the back.

However, just as Leerbeer was about to leave the camp range, a palm pressed on his shoulder, and the concussion from the soul caused the charging Leerbeer to fall to the ground.

He looked dirty and embarrassed, but he didn't have any sense of anger.

Instead, he landed on one knee very respectfully.

"Your Majesty!"

Leer beer bows his head and respects.

"There's no hurry...... It's not time yet. ”

The man who was called the king had a surprisingly young countenance, and his body was covered with many gold ornaments, which made him look graceful and luxurious.

But the most eye-catching thing is the wolf skin on which he is worn.

The part of the wolf's head, resting on the shoulder, swayed with the young man's words, as if ...... Alive.

"Yes!"

Without any rebuttal, Leer nodded again.

When he sensed that the breath belonging to the king of the steppe was gone, Leer Beer raised his head, looked at the Thunder Fortress again with a vicious gaze, spat viciously, stomped heavily, and then turned around and entered a place in the depths of the camp.

Or more precisely: the tent in which the Hertha forces were located.

It's true that Leer is grumpy, but he's not stupid.

He knew very well that in addition to the evil creatures in the tent where Hertha was, there were also a lot of good things in the tents around him.

When Hertha was alive, he still had some scruples.

Right now?

Naturally, no longer necessary.

As for the ugly appearance?

The law of the jungle is one of the laws of the grassland.

……

Call!

The night breeze blows.

The rusty long sword in the hand of the deceased James VIII was about to stab Qin Ran in the throat...... Smashed!

The long sword turned to powder and disappeared with the wind.

with the deceased James VIII with a sword.

and the deceased Mary who hugged him.

Everything in front of him began to disappear, and without a sound, Qin Ran once again stood not far from the Thunder Fortress.

He easily contacted the fire ravens who were monitoring the entire camp and the surrounding area.

This confirms that he has left the so-called 'Soul Realm'.

Then, Qin Ran's eyes narrowed and he looked at the [Heart of Fusion].

In the effect slot of [Fusion Heart], [Original Sin Touch] has not changed in the slightest, both in terms of description and efficacy.

But through the vision of 'arrogance' and 'laziness', he knows what must happen, what he doesn't know.

"Devour!"

Qin Ran recalled the scene he saw, and easily came to such a conclusion.

So...... What other possibilities are there for devouring besides being strong yourself?

It's just that it's so powerful that it hasn't reached the point of qualitative change.

Therefore, the description of the system will be what it is.

But subconsciously, Qin Ran thought of the [Original Sin Beast] that the [Original Sin Touch] fused with extremely rich negative energy.

"Is there any other way to advance?"

"And they're trying to avoid that?"

With such speculation in Qin Ran's heart, some thoughts immediately appeared.

But he quickly suppressed these thoughts in his heart.

The existence of the [Eye of Kemeris] in [Heart of Fusion] made him have to be so careful.

Being spied on to desire. It's not scary.

But from desire. Wangzhong got an accurate idea and used it to target him, but Qin Ran couldn't accept it.

A balanced [Fusion Heart] was the most beneficial to Qin Ran.

He didn't want to get out of balance and have a 'civil war'.

That will turn his biggest hole card into the biggest burden!

Qin Ran, who tried his best to empty his brain, looked over the Thunder Fortress and looked at the Prairie camp.

Through the Touch of Original Sin he discerned the three breaths that he needed to remember.

Dead Hertha.

A lightning-powered Leer beer.

And also......

Think of the young man dressed in gold and dressed in wolf skin.

Qin Ran's brows were furrowed.

He felt something different in the other person's body, not just the peculiar outfit, but on a deeper level.

The other party's vague breath!

There's something lurking in that obscurity.

It's familiar, but it's plausible.

He had a similar feeling in only one person.

"Onuma!"

Qin Ran whispered the name to himself. (To be continued.) )