The bitten sycamore screamed miserably, but the two girls who had bitten people, as if they had gnawed on a piece of red-hot iron, suddenly screamed, and fell to the ground with their hands holding their throats, rolling desperately!

Sycamore's panicked hands and feet crawled out of the distance, and Saras, who pounced from the air, saw that Sycamore broke free from the entanglement of the two girls, and also swooped over them, pounced on Sycamore's side and dragged him up.

I saw that the girls had just bitten through the skin of the sycamore, and the cheeks and jaws that were sprayed with blood stains, the stains of blood quickly turned from blood red to black, and then from dark to scarlet, looking like the molten magma was flowing, and the rising fiery red light gradually spread on the faces of the two girls!!

Holding his arm with one hand and his neck with the other, Wutong looked at the two girls rolling on the ground in horror, not knowing what was going on, was his blood strong acid? How could two beautiful girls become like this in an instant?

The snow-white and delicate skin of the girls was being devoured by the black-red lava-like substance, and it exuded an astonishing heat, which soon spread over their white and slender necks and began to spread throughout their bodies.

The eyes and mouths of the rolling and howling girls spewed out a foot-long black flame, as if they were scorched, and their bodies were covered with a layer of black, lava-like half-black and half-red substance, and they twitched violently, and their bodies began to change!

First of all, the girl with long fiery red hair and bright black eyes, her long fiery red hair completely "burned", turning into a burst of flames that emitted an astonishing heat, and among the flame-like hair, a pair of twisted and circling sheep horns grew out of the sides of her skull, and a pair of elf-like pointed ears were revealed from the hair!

And the charred skin behind her gradually shattered, and a pair of huge fleshy wings broke free, followed by a slender arrow tail, twisted like a snake, emerging from behind her upright buttocks, and pulling out a "crackling" sound in the air!

Wutong was startled by her sudden appearance of wings, and instinctively glanced at Saras, because in addition to the charred black covered in her body, and long hair of different colors, her image is very similar to Saras, but if you look closely, you can find that she is different from Saras, first of all, Sarasi has no horns and tails, and the hair is close to transparent pale cyan The most important thing is that Saras's body size is only about one meter two, and the light weight is almost negligible.

And this flame-haired girl, not only has horns and tail, but a pair of wings that look like Sharas's bat wings at first glance, but they are actually much thicker flesh wings, and from the appearance they all know her ability to fly, although not necessarily faster than Saras, but certainly stronger and more durable than Saras!

"Vampires? No! This is "Sycamore, who was covering his arms and neck, was dumbfounded, and his first reaction was that he saw another vampire, but obviously, the identity of this red-haired girl was definitely not as simple as a vampire.

And the other girl has a similar change, the same is burned by the blood of the sycamore, after the body is scorched black, showing the "original form", the original short brown hair, in the flames were burned into a blazing white gold, a pair of red eyes also seem to be ignited flames, a pair of goat-like black sharp short horns emerged from the top of her head, and a pair of elf-like long ears also appeared, but she did not have an arrow tail, although the back also broke the charred black skin and poked out a bunch of huge wings, but it was not bat wings or flesh wings, Rather, a pair of feather-covered wings!

"Uh, is this a Black Angel or a Fallen Angel?"

After the two girls bit him and "transformed", Wutong was stupid for a long time, and after the two girls finished transforming, a very familiar "smell" of Wutong emanated from them

No! To be precise, it is an evil breath that is extremely similar to the [abyss breath] on his body, these two are similar, but they are completely different breaths, and the abyssal breath in Wutong's body is about to move, an extremely primitive impulse, from the depths of his soul, like a poisonous snake out of the cage, meanders out, and Wutong even clearly "hears" his spiritual level, and that evil laugh sounded again!

The [Lie Mask] on his face seemed to be unbearable and made a "click" cracking sound, and then Wutong's body seemed to be controlled, and he couldn't help but act, he put down his hands covering the wounds, and gently shook his hand in the air in front of him, and the charred black shell on the two girls seemed to be burned, and it burst open like a bomb in an instant, revealing the delicate pink crystal ** of the girls because of the high temperature.

After Sycamore was "controlled" by an unknown being, she was frightened by the terrifying aura emanating from Sycamore's body, and Suo Suo trembled and collapsed to the ground, hugging her body tightly and curling up in a ball.

Unlike the previous [Abyssal Breath] outbursts, this time the [Abyss Breath] seemed to be conscious, only condensed on the surface of Sycamore's body, and it did not spread wildly without inhibition, and it seemed that it was getting stronger and stronger in Sycamore's body.

Not only the sycamore, but the whole room seemed to be shielded by some force field, entering a strange environment, and the two girls who floated up because of the "transformation" also seemed to be imprisoned in the air by this force field, unable to move at all, and the pair of black eyes and a pair of red eyes revealed the meaning of fear, staring at the stiff body in horror, and the sycamore who poked his arm forward, as if he had seen something terrible.

"Quack"

Wutong let out two terrible smirks in his throat, slowly took a step forward, raised his arm and dipped his fingers in the blood on the wound on his neck, and began to carve strange blood-colored runes on the crystal ** of the two girls, forehead, throat, chest, lower abdomen, thighs, as well as wrists and ankles, almost all of his body was painted with that strange blood-colored rune!

Finally, the sycamore suddenly sang in a low voice, and the finger tapped on the eyebrows of the two girls, and a faint flaming seven-leaf sycamore emblem of a golden-colored bird faintly floated on the leaf surface, imprinted on the foreheads of the two girls, and quickly disappeared into the skin.

The flame seven-leaf sycamore emblem seemed to be directly imprinted on their souls, causing them to scream in pain, twisting their bodies desperately in an attempt to break free, but they were still imprisoned in the air and could not move.

When the imprint was completed, Sycamore pressed his hands on the foreheads of the two girls, and the two girls' bodies became illusory and distorted, like vacuum cleaners, and were sucked into the palms of Sycamore's hands, and two complex but exquisite blood-colored runes appeared on the backs of both hands.

During the whole process, Wutong's consciousness could only be watched like a bystander, until the ritual was completed, the unknown existence that controlled his body, raised his hands to his eyes, looked at it as if admiringly, and in his consciousness space, let out a few terrible laughs of smugness and anticipation, which gradually dissipated, and at this time, Wutong regained control of his body.

"Holy!" Wutong, who regained control of his body, came out of his mouth with a foul word, and the process just now, although he didn't feel scared at all, after all, it was just a game, but he couldn't control his body by himself, which made him a little unhappy.

Wutong, who didn't know what had just happened, groped around on himself for a while, and didn't find anything abnormal, and rubbed the backs of his hands, but couldn't wipe off the two blood-colored runes that looked the same, but the details were completely different, and looked back at the Shalasi who was shrinking in the corner of the wall and looking at him timidly, Wutong scratched the back of his head in a daze, and didn't know whether to ask her or ask himself: "What the hell is the swelling?" Two girls fell out and were sucked into my hands again? ”

Maybe it was the terrible aura on Wutong's body that dissipated, and Sarasi was no longer afraid of him, but she was a little confused and didn't dare to approach, Wutong inexplicably picked up the burden on the ground again and shook it, this time nothing fell out of it, it seemed that they were shaken empty.

Fold the [Wrapping Trap] and stuff it into his backpack, Wutong walked over and picked up the spell book that had fallen out of the ground before, patted the dust on it, and looked at the handwriting written on it in general arcane script:

Krugul's Book of Spells [Rare]

Sycamore's eyes lit up, this is a spell book! And it's also a spell book with spell information! Wutong hurriedly flipped it open, but was disappointed to find that the content inside was not written in general arcane script, but should be the spell experience recorded by this mage named "Klugul".

After thinking about it, Wutong was unwilling to study these secret texts word by word, hoping to decipher the secret texts through his [Document Interpretation] and [Identification Spell] skills, but unfortunately, before he could take a few looks, a light suddenly lit up in the room, and July Flowing Fire and six mage girls walked out and interrupted his study.

"Wow! Boss! Is there a world war here? How did it get like this? They were stunned to see the messy room, and when they entered, the room that had been clean and tidy was now as chaotic as a construction site, full of dirt, stones, and dead branches.

Sycamore didn't know how to explain it, so he took out the [Parcel Trap] and showed them it, briefly explaining that he and Sarath shook the thing to see if there was any treasure hidden in it by the kobold priest, and a dried corpse was shaken out.

With the help of the mage girls, they roughly tidied up the room, and although they couldn't make it clean, it was no longer full of dirt and stones.

Looking out the window, Wutong was shocked to realize that it was close to dawn, so Wutong let the bitter-faced July Liuhuo hold the dried corpse wrapped in a sheet by him, and planned to go out to find a place to bury someone, but he didn't find that several mage girls were secretly watching him unconsciously.

Even they themselves inexplicably found that their bodies seemed to be ignited with a restless flame, thin beads of sweat appeared on their hot bodies, their cheeks were crimson and hot to the touch, their eyes involuntarily became foggy and watery, and they kept licking their lips, only to feel dry mouth.

This strange situation made the girls a little at a loss, but they didn't know what the reason was, and they didn't realize that they were unconsciously, and the distance from the sycamore was getting closer and closer, and it seemed that the closer they got to the sycamore, the more comfortable they felt, even if the burning flames in their bodies made them suffer and were unwilling to leave too far.

Wutong didn't feel anything himself, and the July Flowing Fire didn't seem to feel anything, just holding the remains of the bag of dried corpses with a bitter face, and although he was stunned when he saw the red cheeks and misty eyes of the mage girls, he only faintly felt that this group of mage girls seemed to be particularly affectionate with the boss today.

They came out of the guest rooms of the hotel, but they were dumbfounded to find that the entire bar seemed to have been demolished, the tables, chairs and benches were all shattered into pieces, and the boss Jason led a group of half-orc servants with big shoulders and round waists with a smile on his face, asking the players to collect money one by one.

"Wow! What's going on? Has anyone come to rob you? Wutong looked around in amazement.

Standing next to him, he looked at the lively fat uncle and Xiang Yuan, and when he turned around, he laughed and said, "Why did you only come out now?" You've missed a great show! ”

"What do you mean? What are they doing? July Drifter was also curious, and walked over with the bag of dried corpses, looking strangely at the players who were rummaging through their pockets to give money to Boss Jason.

"Hey, hey! They fought in a group and almost demolished the bar, and the boss Jason was so bad that he didn't stop them when he fought, and when the fight was over, he ran out with the group of orc servants to claim compensation from them, and they were losing money."

Xiang Yuan couldn't laugh, but suddenly saw the mage girls who were blushing and pretty, looking like they were delicate and weak together, and he couldn't help but be speechless for a while, and suddenly looked at Wutong with a strange face, and then looked at the senior sisters.

The Shadow Moon on the side, the silent count of happiness, and the Lingyue Frost and Snow also stared at the group of mage girls behind the sycamore, and everyone was silent all of a sudden.

"Why didn't you say it?"

Wutong glanced back inexplicably, and also found the abnormality of the mage girls, looked at them strangely, and said in surprise: "What's wrong?" After working all night, is the physical value consumed too much? You look like you're tired? ”

Xiangyuan and the fat uncle were sweating profusely, Xiangyuan looked at the Wutong who was like no one in surprise, and involuntarily gave a thumbs up: "Boss!" You're such a! ”

"What?"

Wutong didn't understand what Xiangyuan meant, looked at the time, it was almost dawn, and urged: "Hurry up and help, help us find a place outside the town to dig a pit and bury this guy, let's take the task, didn't that martial artist tell us to wait for him at the 'Wall of Mind' of the Auraon Martial Arts Academy after dawn." ”

A group of people came out of the hotel in an uproar, dug a pit under a big tree outside the town of Auraon, buried the unfortunate Mr. Gurugul, and then ran towards the wall of the state of mind. ”

Xiangyuan and the fat uncle nodded with strange faces, but they just looked at Wutong, but they didn't say anything.

Wutong was inexplicable by them, and turned around inadvertently, but was startled by a group of girls following behind him, although they were not as blushing as they were just now, and their eyes were like spring water, but they still unconsciously approached Wutong's side, even the moon of light and the frost and snow of the moon were the same, only the silent happiness seemed to be struggling to follow alongside.

"Uh" Wutong was speechless for a while, looking at the girls huddled behind him: "Why are you squeezing so tightly?" Isn't it hot? ”

The girls looked at each other with a blushing face, but after running for a while, they unconsciously approached again, although they felt strange, but Wutong didn't think much about it, because he had already seen the martial artists standing outside the row of towering logs in the Auraang Martial Arts Academy.

Originally, they thought they had come early, but the martial arts family had been waiting for them here for a long time, and a group of people hurriedly ran up to pick up the task.

Because the professions are different, so everyone's inaugural tasks are also different, Infinite plans to take up the position of a strong attack assassin, and the fat uncle plans to take up the position of a ranger bow hunter, and was assigned a task by the martial artist to explore the ruins left behind by the hidden "Goblin God Zeke" in the Will Forest, and others are similar, either to explore a certain advanced map, or to go to a strange place, only the martial arts apprentice player Demon Lao Shan Hei is the easiest, and he stays directly, as long as he can climb over the so-called "wall of mood" The log wall will be able to take office.

The mages were asked to provide a batch of medicines and various law-related enchantment products and alchemy items for the Auraang Martial Arts Academy, and when they arrived at the Sycamore, the martial artist suddenly shook his head, and after carefully looking at the Sycamore, he was assigned a separate inaugural task:

The Martial Arts Academy has a trial team in Auraon that disappeared while going to the [Weeping Wilderness] near the Broken Whisper Forest, and the martial artist asked Sycamore to report the news to His Excellency Dean Zemur of the Venane Academy, and asked the Venane Academy to send a team of mages to cooperate with them in finding out the whereabouts of the missing trial team.

Wutong was a little stammering, why is the difficulty of his inaugural task so different from the difficulty of others?

[Wailing Wilderness] is currently a dangerous map that no one can approach, and the vast majority of players have not approached at all, and they have been inexplicably hung up, although the martial artist did not directly let him go by himself, but according to the rules of players receiving tasks, when encountering this kind of situation of relaying the task, the last person who reported the news, will follow the exploration team to the dangerous map if he can't run away!

(To be continued)