fled, fled, without any face, and ran with the intention of breaking down and crying.

The night, in a realm that is not within the control of man, is still mixed with mysterious and unknown creatures, and stares with the eyes of a predator as Brian flees in a hurry through the jungle.

Breathing, concentrating, countless eyes hit Brian like a spotlight, some of which are very terrifying, Brian in his heyday may be able to fight, and now he has lost his will to fight, and he only knows that he has escaped, there is no such possibility.

Strange screams, beast roars, one after another.

In this world, there are many powerful races, and people can be regarded as the weakest among them.

This weakness refers to the innate condition, throughout history, legends, those heroes who are famous and have all kinds of legends that have been circulated to this day, among which only a very small number are pure humans, and most of the others are subhumans, aliens, or hybrids that combine humans with other beings, such as humans and demons.

It can be seen from this that without the participation of external factors, people really can't get on the big stage.

There is the kind of thing that no matter how hard you try, how hard you try, how much you put everything on the bet, and give it all out, you can't reach a single point, and you can't see the edge of existence.

Brian knows this, and it's terrifyingly powerful.

The monsters that died under Brian's sword, there is no shortage of monsters that are stronger than him, the kind of strong is strong, but he can see the edge, through reasonable means, ingenious methods, and skills, it is not a problem to kill them, but...

"Monster!" That's right, it's a monster, and the thought of a broken head can't describe how terrible it is.

"Heh, can you stop and rest?"

Brian's face lost its bloody color, and when he looked up, on the tree where he ran out of breath and stretched out his hand to hold on to it, the monster with a bony face and nine bone tails sat leisurely on the branch, full of tyranny, and there was obvious playfulness in his bloody red eyes with murderous intent.

With a scream, Brian forced his breath, regardless of the breathing disorder, his body was tired to a state of soreness, and he ran towards the front like a desperate one, unable to escape, and the moment this thought arose, he suppressed it.

The monster chasing after it simply did it with the intention of playing, no anger, no hatred, except fear or fear.

I don't know how long I ran, Brian felt that his legs were no longer obedient, and his left and right legs often stumbled together, his bloodless face, chapped lips, and Brian's mind was filled with fear.

At this point, he could feel that something was wrong, in his senses, it took more than four hours to run, even a town far away from here was more than enough to arrive, why? Is he still wandering in the forest?

The cloudy eyes gradually cleared, slowly stopped, did not steady, fell to the ground, sat up, looked left and right; "Labyrinth traps?"

"I'm wrong, this isn't a labyrinth!"

As the voice sounded, a person appeared in front of Brian, his body couldn't even tremble, Brian barely managed a few times, slumped to the ground, and smiled desperately.

"Bad character! Disgusting monsters! ”

"That's not what I was! It's just for everyone's sake, it's a last resort! No, it was of your own free will! ”

"What are you? I've never heard of an undead in your form! "Since you can't escape, let's satisfy your curiosity before you temporary, Brian said discouragedly.

"Hmm! After all, I belong to an independent individual, a newly created life, and it is normal to have no such race! Well, to define me as an immortal would be too hasty! ”

"Isn't it the undead? Did you apply that disgusting smell of corpses yourself? ”

"No! This is carried in itself, does it smell bad? Shatia likes it very much! ”

Is it a delusion? As if hearing someone's voice, it seemed that he was very excited, Brian opened his half-dead eyes, bored thinking, no, it was true, not an illusion, and pricked up his ears to listen carefully.

"Your Excellency!"

"Please!"

"Me!"

Intermittently, the words that could not be connected into a sentence flashed vaguely, trying to combine these incomplete words into a complete sentence.

Syllable! The scene in front of him changed dramatically, he was lying on his stomach in the wetland of the forest a moment ago, appeared on dry ground, the trees around him were gone, the moon in the sky was gone, and he was lying on the ground in an embarrassed position.

Stunned to look at everything in front of him, if he is not mistaken, this is the inside of the mercenary group, right? The location hasn't changed, it's still in place, but he remembers that he left and ran outside.

"Imp-sama! Allow me to put this disrespectful man to death with a thousand knives! ”

The voice full of hatred, the resentful gaze, like tens of thousands of needles pierced on the body, Brian was excited, reflexively wanted to get up, but failed, the murderous aura that pressed on the body, the murderous aura alone made him lose his ability to move, like a cockroach slapped on the ground by a lion, unable to move.

"How dare you insult the Supreme with words! The most perfect and beautiful crystallization in the world! Lord Imp, be sure to use the most cruel punishment to make this guy regret saying such things! ”

Shatia's emotions were divided into two streams, one was respect, infatuation, and greed fell on the rice ears, and the other was murderous, hateful, and resentful poured out on Brian.

Despite not knowing what the little girl in the dress was saying, her intuition told Brian that it wasn't a good thing.

Worse than death is a terrible treatment, which is a common thing in the great underground tombs of Nassalik, and it is something that can be called mercy to those who are caught, to give death.

"With my previous intentions! I won't kill you! "Bone face, Nine-Tails, the monster in Brian's eyes listened to the little girl's constant advice, walked up to him, and half-crouched down and said so;" But now, I can't let you go! ”

Shatia's murderous aura converged when Inaho walked in front of Brian, and she stood beside Inaho and continued to stare at Brian, it seemed that it was not Inaho who was present, and she would immediately make Brian realize what real despair was.

Without murderous oppression, Brian could speak.

"I just want to know, did I run out of this place just now?"

"That's it! No, you're just a mental will spinning around in the illusion world I created! ”

"Huh! This, that's it! I see! Brian understood something, and laughed miserably, this monster didn't plan to let him run at all, but he thought he could leave after running for so long, and as a result.

"Shatia! He has the power that Nasalik doesn't have in martial arts, and if Anko wants to study it, let's stop killing him for the time being and bring Nasalik back! ”

"Yes!" Shatia, who was stunned at first, smiled again at the thought of something, Brian's hell, the nightmare, would begin after he entered Nazalik.

"Next, it's time to enjoy it!"

The doppelganger took Brian, who had broken limbs and broken tendons and tendons, and sent him back to Nasalik, and Inaho turned to look at several women who were hugging each other, disheveled, panicked, uneasy, and trembling.

The sound of sucking saliva, hungry, based on the will of the bone-faced nine ghost foxes, and during the period when Inho's own will for humans is asleep, she will become a complete monster.