Volume 1: The Beginning of Mutation Chapter Seventy-Nine: The Birth of the Lord
In the empty and dark claustrophobic basement, there were only two figures, one sitting in a fake sleep, the other kneeling and trembling.
Singal fell to his knees, and as the other two went out, it seemed even emptier, and he felt more and more frightened.
Even if he weighed it, now with his strength, he could rank in the top five among the mutants in the entire Tianzhu, but at this moment...... He didn't dare to move, he didn't dare to stand up, he didn't even dare to look up, because the man didn't let him move.
The last thing the owner dislikes is for someone to do it without permission.
And he just moved, moved something of his.
He was on his knees, silent, the candle flame flickering, and he was like duckweed in a storm at the moment.
Ten minutes passed, and the candle burned by half, and no one spoke in the room.
Twenty minutes passed, and more and more wax dripped, spreading a small area on the table, and by this time the whole candle had been cut in half.
Thirty minutes passed, and the cold place seemed to grow colder and colder, and the dead silence became even more dead, as if the candle had never released the slightest warmth.
Forty minutes passed, only the last part of the candle remained, and the area remained silent, Singhal was drenched in cold sweat, and the whole person was like the candle, constantly burning.
His lips were pale, and his cheeks were a strange red, and he was under the boundless pressure of the tide of the sea, emanating from the living master who bowed his head and pretended to sleep.
It seems to want to crush Singal alive.
Long......
It was about two or three minutes before the candle burned completely, and Singel's body was already soaked with sweat, and the biting chill was even heavier.
The suppressed breathlessness, the throat is sweet, it may be that the internal organs are damaged due to strong pressure, and the blood and qi are surging up.
He held it desperately, his face was even more red, and his lips tightened until they turned purple, not daring to let a trace of strange eyes appear.
Finally, the man moved, and looked up.
"Take it easy, I really didn't expect you to come back, I want to know if you failed in your mission, why didn't you run away?"
The voice of the Birth Master was very gentle, a nice slightly hoarse male voice, from which his anger was not felt at all, and even soothed, as if to make Singal not feel sad, uneasy, or afraid......
But to Singer, he looked like a sleeping beast or an erupting volcano, the calm before the storm.
He settled down, swallowed the blood from his mouth, and tried not to tremble in his voice: "You are my great Lord, a being I revere and willing to surrender, and I am faithful to you, and I will never betray you. β
In fact, at the beginning, not long after Singer swallowed the source crystal in Huaxia, he thought about running away, staying away from Tianzhu and the living master.
Because he swallowed what the living Lord wanted.
He wanted to go to a place where he couldn't find him, incognito, and never be controlled and constrained by him. Only in the end he gave up this ridiculous idea, because he knew that once he disappeared inexplicably, then the living master would send a powerful existence in the prison realm to find him.
If Singal had done nothing and was willing to be an ordinary ordinary person, he might have been able to evade their pursuit, but he knew that it was impossible.
In this mutated world, this cannibalistic world, he has to find ways to become stronger, only when he has the power can he dominate others, and once this happens, he will inevitably leave his own traces in the world......
At that time, they will eventually be arrested.
The Birth Master got up and walked slowly towards Singel, and the last candlelight reflected his handsome and feminine face, a very young man, with a hint of bright red at the corners of his mouth.
The shoulders bulged slightly, as if something was stuffed inside, and the delicate face was too beautiful to look a little demonic.
His eyes...... The depths of the pupils seem to be stained with a faint blue light, like a starry sky and a sea, which makes people intoxicated......
His name is Cannell, but now he is the supreme being of the prison world: the living master.
He also liked his subordinates to call him: Lord.
The living master smiled, his eyes softened more and more, and he had come to Singhal to look at him kneeling, looking at him, which frightened the kneeling man, as if he was being targeted by a poisonous snake waiting for an opportunity.
Canniel leaned close to him, breathing deeply around him, sniffing like a hound.
Then he leaned close to his ear: "Are you really loyal?" Then why do you still steal my things, you know, I hate people touching my things the most. β
Singhal was immediately shocked, his heart shook, his pupils instantly constricted, and as Canniel's breath sprayed onto his ears, it instantly spread throughout his body, his whole body tensed, and his hairs exploded suddenly.
He coughed dryly, his eyes dodging, and then smiled dryly, "How so? Honorable Lord, how dare I steal your food! The Origin Yuan Crystal that you asked us to go to Huaxia to get was because we met Huaxia's Strangers and were robbed by them, so I lost my eyes and was seriously injured, and Yini also died in their hands. β
"Oh? Really?"
Just then, Cannell's hand rested on him, and the latter's body shook for a moment, then froze, trying to control his breath.
Canniel kept saying in his ear, "Take it easy, take it easy......"
But at a certain moment, he suddenly exerted force and pressed his shoulder, Singh subconsciously wanted to make the force hold up, but then his face appeared with fear and uneasiness.
At this moment, he suddenly felt the flesh and blood in his body, as if it had stopped and solidified in an instant, as if he felt the call of something mysterious, as if something was about to be torn out of his body......
In the next moment, he thought that it was the Origin Crystal that he had swallowed!
That thing was split by the three-headed hell demon dog, and now it has been devoured and fused by Canil, and it is also a part of the energy of Canniel's body in the strict sense, so it naturally has a sense!
"Born Lord! I ......"
Sinkorg's voice had become weak, as he had lost most of his strength from the moment Canniel touched him. At this time, Canniel gave him a sudden kick, kicked him away, slammed him into the wall, and made a muffled sound before stopping.
Sinkog coughed violently and spat out a large mouthful of blood, which contained a blood clot.
He still wanted to defend himself, but Canniel's figure quickly moved in front of him, and without giving him a chance, he suddenly grabbed him by the neck! Lift him up.
Looking directly at Canniel's eyes that contained infinite blue flames in the depths, his eyes were calm and terrifying, and his pupils looked like a dead gray world.
"I deliberately stayed in Huaxia for two more days and then returned, was it because I thought that I would be able to absorb all the energy of the source crystal, so that I would not be aware of it? How naΓ―ve! Its energy has been integrated into your whole body, and if it has not taken months to digest or filter and wash with great power, it will carry its imprint and traces throughout this time. β
Singhal was choked from breathing, his face was bruised and he could hardly breathe.
"How dare you lie to me...... And loyalty? Hehe. β
Cannell still said unhurriedly, "You want to play tricks, you're too tender." β
The force of his hand again made Singer more and more uncomfortable, struggling desperately, and he was about to suffocate to death!
Finally, on the verge of Singall's collapse, when he couldn't bear it anymore, the force in his throat suddenly loosened, and Canniel let go of his neck.
Sinker's body fell, coughing violently and gasping for breath, and the blue and purple on his face finally weakened.
The living master lifted one foot and pressed the tip of his foot against his chin, and Sinkog looked up to meet him, his body tensing again but trembling.
Cannell sensed the fear in his gaze and smiled coldly: "It's good that you're back, which makes me think you're still afraid of me, otherwise I would have to send a messenger to find you, and then you would really be dead." β
Xinkege's heart was suddenly relieved, he knew that this fate was saved.
"Alas, forget it, if you steal it, you can eat it secretly, although I can affect the energy that you haven't digested, but after all, it has already merged with you, and you can't take it out if you want to."
Canniel shook his head regretfully, if it weren't for the energy that had been fused and couldn't be retrieved, then he wouldn't mind killing him......
"You've worked hard this time, so it's your reward, take some time to digest it completely." Canniel sighed, then seemed to remember something, and asked, "You should have awakened an ability now, what is it?"
Singh nodded, his voice had not yet recovered, his attitude was humble, and his voice was very hoarse: "Lord, the second ability is to break armor and greatly increase the penetrating power. β
"Not a bad ability." Canniel nodded imperceptibly, then paused, and said, "Since you have awakened two abilities now, then you have naturally become an emissary, just in time to fill the vacancy of Innie." β
Canniel walked over to the table and gestured to the seat on the left, just below the man, where Ini had been, "This place will be yours from now on." β
Sinkog nodded respectfully, his eyes beaming.
"You're ready to go out." Canniel said, just as the candle burned to the end and went out.
The claustrophobic room was plunged into the deepest darkness, and Sinkog nodded and hunched himself to exit.
As he retreated to the door, about to leave, the calm voice of the living master came from behind him.
"I'm hungry, I miss fresh flesh and blood, and this time I want to taste the freshest girl." Cannell sat back in his seat and returned to the darkness, licking the corners of his mouth, where there was a hint of bright red.
Sinkog paused and bent over: "Yes, it will be brought to you at dinner." β
Turn around and leave.
He looked up, there was sunlight outside, and he exhaled deeply, just ...... For him, it was like going to hell.
But now, he's still alive, and he's been a messenger as he wished.
I also remembered the commands of the living master.
"The freshest girl?"
He looked into the distance, there seemed to be a welfare home, and he was looking for a delicious girl. β¦β¦
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