In the early hours of the next morning, still trapped by the spell of the Black Light Witch, Talos got into a carriage and was escorted by four fourth-order professionals to the Elven Court, firstly to act in secret, and secondly, to prevent any women below the fourth order from being seduced.

After seeing the perverted charm ability of the four-armed Naga, the Queen of the Mountain even wondered if she had also been seduced by Talos during this time, and became more and more resolute in her plan to use Talos and the four-armed Naga to deal with the elven court.

Talos's gaze swept over the four dark elves in the carriage, a dark elf witch, dressed in black robes, from the Dark Temple, two master assassins, both female, descended from the queen of the mountain, and one male dark elf as the grand knight.

"You seem to have a problem with me?" Talos suddenly said to the male dark elf after nearly an hour of progress and silence.

As Talos thought, in order to ensure the smooth progress of the plan, the Black Light Witch and the Queen of the Mountain were not involved for the time being, which gave him the opportunity to use a divine power to break free and leave smoothly.

But before that, he had one more thing to do, to squeeze enough jealousy out of the male dark elf in front of him.

Since the [Silver Jade] appeared on his body and had a relationship with Annistora, Talos has been carrying out primitive life activities almost every day, and the soul fire is also growing while the primordial ** is growing, from the initial tender green to grass green, and then to emerald green, and even the pattern of the ancestor snake god on the imprint door is only a little bit away from being completely lit.

The male dark elf with two scars on his face in front of him was jealous of Talos, he hid it well, maybe he could hide it from others, but he couldn't hide it from Talos himself, because the soul fire successfully absorbed the power of [jealousy] from him.

"It's not that there is an opinion, but that it is looked down upon. Marekis lifted his chin in disdain and looked at Talos with disdain, like he was looking at a bedbug.

He is an extremely rare male general of the Black Lantern Tribe, and his outstanding command ability, a scar that represents glory, and a cruel and rough style have won him the support of many dark elves, and he has successfully established himself in the female-dominated dark elf society.

It's hard to imagine that just two hundred years ago, he was a slave who could be stepped on by anyone.

In dungeons, especially in dark elf societies, slaves are all too common, and captives, vanquished, and victims of political struggles are all very easy to fall into the "slaves", the lowest class.

The dark elf family in distress will also bring their sons to the market to sell for a good price, and the handsome ones are more valuable, and some perverted famous nobles are usually very willing to personally raise a surname and work hard, feeling the different flavors of each stage of life from Zhengtai, teenagers, young people to middle age, if they are not played to death halfway.

Marekis was a dark elf who had been sold by his mother herself, and he was just six years old and about to celebrate his seventh birthday.

As the years passed, he had stood out from the crowd of slaves by his own efforts, and every time he thought of that terrible past, Marekis felt resentment and a sense of pride: what could be any better in the life of the woman who had sold him for ten gold coins?

Crammed into a small room with her beloved but giftless daughters, she was poor and destitute, barely surviving, and was later kicked out of the house by his titular eldest sister and left to live on the streets, because she lost an arm in a mission and could no longer make money.

As for him, he was promoted to the fourth rank through masochistic training, was appointed a general by the ruling lord thirty years ago, lived in a palatial manor, and did whatever he wanted, including playing with the women who once disdained him.

Now, he can even personally participate in escorting one of the princes of the Yamashita Queen's own title.

"I've heard that you look down on men who have achieved wealth, status, and power through women?" Talos deliberately stirred up the conversation.

Marekis sneered, his malicious gaze as if to slice Talos's head open, "You know a lot. ”

"You are still well-known in the Black Lantern Tribe, of course, far from me. Amid the undisguised sneer of the Dark Elves, Talos continued, "However, I wonder if you are strongly hostile to that kind of person or even the whole phenomenon, do you really despise them, or are you jealous that they have a shortcut?"

"As far as I know, you had a hard time in the past. To put it bluntly, you're jealous of them. ”

"You're looking for death!" the dark elves were told to hide the truth, and like an enraged leopard, they leapt to their feet and swung their fists at Talos.

What the dark elf didn't know was that the moment he jumped up, a force that belonged to [Jealousy] alone merged into the soul fire, which immediately caused a qualitative change in stages.

With a bang, the emerald green soul fire shot out several rounds of flame light, from the center to the edges, all turning dark green, burning in Talos's mind.

The soul fire smoothly transformed into a dark green, and Talos was a little proud.

When the business is over and the show begins, he is ready to use a divine power to break through the spell of the Black Light Witch and teach this group of dark elves a lesson, even Sandra and Leonhard are reluctant to beat him, and a slave-born dark elf is still delusional about beating him, what kind of joke.

However, at the moment when Talos mobilized his divine power, a strange change occurred in him.

The change was so strange that the half-swung fist of Marekis roared and stopped abruptly, and his face, which was slightly hideous because of the two scars, was full of shock and disbelief, and the three female dark elves who were very quiet along the way couldn't help but let out one exclamation after another.

I saw that a granule grew from the fingertips of a total of twenty fingers on the palms of Talos's four hands, and the flesh bud forked and turned into five flesh buds.

A second later, the part that grew from Talos's fingertip turned into a new palm that was exactly the same size, shape, and skin color as before, which meant that Talos had twenty more palms, and it was on the fingertip.

One of the Master Assassins warned, "Talos, we haven't passed through the Dragon Pass yet, this is still a dungeon, you'd better not have any other thoughts!"

"He's not in the right state!" said the Dark Elf Witch, the panic that flashed across Talos' face when she realized it was the second wave of counterattack from [Silver Jade], "It's not normal. ”

Now, Talos' four arms resemble branches that are branching apart and budding, and they resemble four distorted antlers.

The last Master Assassin stood back in disgust, as she was supposed to be used to seeing bloody, violent, and bizarre images in a place like a dungeon.

But the fingers and palms with normal body temperature, moving, struggling, and still growing made the dark elves feel what it means to be dense phobia and what creepy for the first time in their lives.

Soon, though, she won't have to dwell on these things anymore, as the fingers on each of Talos' arms are growing at a terrifying rate of 5^2 per second.

At first, Talos had 20 fingers, and after one second, it became 100, 500 after two seconds, 2500 after three seconds, 12500 after four seconds, 62500 after five seconds, 312500 after six seconds, 1562500 after seven seconds, 7812500 after eight seconds, 39062500 after nine seconds, and 10 seconds later, the number has reached a terrifying 195312500, which is 190 million!

In fact, by the sixth second, dense fingers and palms huddled together in the limited space of the carriage, drowning Talos himself and the four dark elves who had no time to dodge.

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Despite several enchantments, the carriage let out an overwhelmed wail under the squeeze of a large number of fingers and palms, and finally exploded with a thud and fell apart, leaving a huge mountain of flesh made entirely of fingers and palms, and growing over time!

At this moment, Talos, who was pressed by countless fingers and palms in the middle of Roshan, held on to his mind, trying his best to maintain the last shred of clarity and sanity, and the moment his fingers grew into his palms, he knew that unprecedented danger was approaching.

The first wave of [Silver Jade] represented endless reproduction, which was blocked by him with the help of the Queen of the Mountain and the Black Light Witch, two fifth-order professionals, and the second wave of counterattack was different, it represented self-proliferation and could not be used by external forces.

Now the more fingers and palms grow on Talos's body, the more terrifying the strength of the [Silver Jade] counterattack will be.

Sure enough, in the next second, the outermost fingers of Roshan no longer continued to grow granules, but continued to expand, lengthen, and twist, draped in a layer of dark golden scales, grew mouths and fangs, and turned into a poisonous snake with a length of about 5.

The palms of each hand also underwent incredible changes, and the strength was far above the fingers, turning into a series of stout and slender pythons with a length of more than 15 and dark golden scales.

In just a few seconds, the entire Roshan turned into a mountain of snakes, and hundreds of millions of poisonous snakes and pythons crawled on it, intertwining with each other, and making one hissing sound after another, like thunder.

The moment the four dark elves were attached to their bodies by the poisonous snake and the giant python, they didn't even have time to panic or fight back, and immediately fell into an endless wave of pleasure, and after a few seconds, all the body and soul turned into a puddle of black water and were devoured by the snake python.

Talos didn't feel good, either, but not in a different state of pleasure or pleasure.

When the first poisonous snake and python were born, Talos seemed to have a new perspective, and he saw with his own eyes the whole process of Roshan's outer fingers and palms turning into poisonous snakes and pythons.

In a trance, he seems to be becoming a poisonous snake crawling on Roshan, or another python, and the concept and essence of belonging to "Talos" are being separated by the poisonous snake and the python.

The scariest thing is that this is not an illusion, but a fact.

Talos suddenly realized that if he couldn't survive this counterattack from [Silver Jade], it wouldn't be long before there would be no more Talos in the world, but there would be a new race in Universe 2, the Python.

In other words, he is a python, but he no longer has the personality and reason that belongs to Talos. 2k reading web