Knife-cut surface.

I'm sorry, the souls of the other world know that this is not the time to think about this, but the enemy they are facing has a considerable resemblance to this pasta that is far beyond the crystal wall - it is white, if you don't look at the arms and feet, it can be said to be smooth, round, and elastic, and Kerryben's "silver crown" and "starlight" have left deep cuts on it, but they don't bleed, and they close in the blink of an eye, like a kneaded and slapped dough - It drew what looked like a weapon made of human bones and internal organs against Kerryben, a dozen arms waving in the air, five of them holding broken and sharp bones as daggers and daggers, bone marrow and blood still oozing, while the other two hands clutched the intestines, trying to wrap around the elf's legs or twist his neck, the smell of feces and undigested food being squeezed and thrown out of the broken intestines, the smell was unforgettable.

Cremar casts a spell, the flames are not useless to this monster, but its size is too large, ordinary flames can only burn through a thin layer of flesh and have to be silenced, and then new flesh will quickly drill out from under the scorched black surface; thunder and lightning have little effect, the blue-white current floats on the surface, unable to go deep, when attacking the position of the skull, it will raise its arm to block, dense arms can cover the thin and withered head very tightly; So, what about the sound? Cremar tried, and realized that the guy probably didn't have ears, or had a pair of strong eardrums, and other injuries that low or high sound waves could cause. It also failed to achieve a more satisfactory effect on this lump of meat.

Plus, they're in a confined space, and there are a number of spell casters who must use them with caution.

Cremar made a gesture. Throwing an energy lance, the blinding light lit up in the small space, and the elf who closed his eyes tightly to avoid being affected counted three times as the extremity roared, and then spun lightly around the monster's massive body, turning from behind him to the side, where the mage's spell had battered, and the place was squirming to close. The position of the limbs' bones and internal organs was not fixed, so the Ranger only saw a large mass of wriggling, powdery things that looked like frozen fat and boiled meat. Without hesitation, he stabbed Starlight into it—the piece of flesh screamed, and in the dry voice of an old man, the elf realized that it was too late to lose his balance, and his knife and hand were clenched by the teeth that grew out of the flesh. If it weren't for his quick reaction to nail the "silver crown" to the wall. Maybe he'll be dragged into the possessed demon all at once.

The caster had to hurriedly throw a second magic spear, the spear tore through the body of the appendage, the piece of fanged flesh fell, it quickly dissolved and rotted when it fell to the ground, Kerry withdrew his arm, and the Mithril chain mail on the arm had been bitten and shattered by the canine demon teeth used by the appendage, but fortunately it didn't hurt the bones, and the elven ranger retreated. Took a potion from Cremar.

-- Someone wants to come down. The lich reminded.

The otherworldly soul waved his hand in anguish, and a wall of flames formed in front of the staircase. He heard someone shouting, followed by the sound of increasingly chaotic footsteps.

The appendage's weeping, sounding like that of a little girl of five or six years old, grew more and more creepy—its eight feet strolled up and down on the ground, and the adjacent flesh began to melt as it touched the guards who were not yet dead, dripping onto the man's face, or any piece of skin that had not been covered by armor—and as soon as it did, the place began to merge literally- A chosen victim of misfortune woke up in excruciating pain, screamed at the sight of this horrible scene, and tried to crawl away with all his might, his body falling back violently as if broken, and where it merged...... I beg your pardon, the soul of the other world can only think of this, like a pizza after it has been cut and picked up, and the cheese is pulled out enough to be a foot long...... But the strange situation didn't last long, and before Kerry could cut them off, the appendage's entire body slumped on the human, interrupting all struggle and howling.

Then the caster and ranger saw that the monster, which was already fat enough, expanded again.

"Don't let him take the others. "Otherwise, we wouldn't even have a place to stand." ”

The otherworldly soul sighed, the big rift that almost swallowed an entire elf was gone, and he made a new gesture and cast a spell - the gravity in the room suddenly changed, and everything lost its weight - Even the iron chair was subtly tilted, not to mention the wooden objects and fragmentary torture instruments, and the elves that were already as light as cats and birds, Kerryben floated, his back almost clinging to the top of the cavern, and only a few feet away was the small head of the Extremity.

It stared at the elf, its mouth full of fangs, its intestines scurrying out of its throat, but the caster cast another spell in the shortest possible time, and the gravity of the room slid abruptly to the other side of the scale, and the appendage's arms and intestines fell uncontrollably, and the elf had fallen to its shoulder, or more accurately, before the neck and arms, the small one could only hold one of his feet, but that didn't stop the elf from using his exquisite knife skills - he cut off the appendage's head with a single sword.

With foul-smelling mud, pus, and blood emerging from his broken neck, and dozens of arms and legs kicking and swaying like dead cicadas, Kerry let out a soft breath and jumped off the ground to walk towards his companion, only to notice strangely that the black-haired caster was still in a trance.

He hesitated, stopped his knife and turned around warily.

A small grunt came from the gray dough—first a small blister, the kind one often sees on faces, then a mushroom-like white round head after the rain, the lower end of which quickly taper and elongate. The above thing gradually highlights the facial features, the ears are open, and then the ten eyes and nostrils. Mouth, brown hair wet, draped around the cheeks and neck.

It was a woman's face, a new head.

Kerry cursed.

"I need your help, dear little Meimi. The thief said.

As Memi struggled to shake the corroded bars, she forgot the pain and the fear. She scooped up the flesh of the black lizards from larger clay pot fragments and smeared them on iron bars with smaller pieces, and Flo's priest was pleasantly surprised to find that they resembled the strongest acid.

With a clattering cracking sound. Memmy finally opened a gap that allowed her to climb out, and she climbed out of the cage with her hands and feet, brushed around Berdwin's lizard, and looked at her.

But they did not attack. Although they wondered why the prey was still able to move, Memi was forced to stand up. Now she was closer to the terrible little devils—several lizards crawled tentatively towards her, praying and screaming madly in her heart, trembling and holding out a finger.

The light on her fingers flickered, and the lizards froze, remembering that their kind had been torn apart by the light.

Memi bit her tongue, her head was drowsy and her hands and feet were weak, and she remembered what one of her lovers had said to her. Lizards are actually lazy and cowardly creatures, even if some lizards are as big as a long-scaled dog. But sometimes just yelling at them can scare them off, especially if they already have food.

Plum moved forward, and the lizards retreated.

"My dear," said the thief, "good girl, you don't want to go alone. ”

If it weren't for the lack of sound, or the fact that she was surrounded by a group of lizards that wanted to wait for her to rot, maybe Memi would have stopped laughing and sneering - she was Flo's priest, not the priest of Rosada or Ilmot, how could he think that she would be willing to stay in this dangerous place just to save his life?

She walked on, deliberately aggravating the sound of her footsteps, or rather not having to, for one of her feet was completely useless, and she was completely dragging it, and her other foot was carrying the weight of her whole body.

"My dear," said the thief without panic, "have you forgotten where this is?" and without waiting for Memy to reply, he gave his answer, "this is the prison, and the prison of a royal court—what do you think awaits you outside? the monster, the guard, or the heavily armed knight?"

Memmy stammered—she had forgotten.

"There's chaos going on outside, but it's not a peaceful place that a scrapped Priest Flo can easily come and go," he said, "but I'm a thief, and maybe you've heard of me, I'm the head of the Silverfinger Guild's chapter in the port of the Azores Port of Sharp Jaws......"

"You're Glenn!" Memmy was genuinely taken aback, of course she knew something about the young branch leader, and she had wanted to meet him and get a room from him, anyway, it was better than hanging out with orcs and halflings, if not for the damn spellcaster...... "Why are you here!"

"Like why you are here," said the thief, "but I don't think this is the time to discuss this, and glad I don't need to introduce myself any more—Mee, I am a fine thief, strong and clever, and have been in and out of the mansions of the lords and the king's fortresses more than once, and I am familiar with such places, good girl, and I can get you out of here safe and sound." ”

"You can't even get out of that iron box. ”

"I can. The thief said, "Just do you a little favor." ”

"What's the busy?"

"Tip over this box, but don't let it completely cover the floor. ”

"It's not a small favor. ”

"Whatever you want, my dear, as long as you feel like you can escape the eyes of the entire royal court guards or obediently return to that cage. ”

Memi hesitated for a moment, the thief was in the box, his heart scratching and biting like an untold number of beetles, but he knew he had to stay calm.

The torment didn't end until he heard the strange footsteps of Reverend Flo dragging him, and Memmy got the flesh of the goblin lizard— She was quite skilled at doing this, she got through the open gap, and according to the thief's instructions, placed a large clay pot fragment on the ground, and then slowly turned the iron box over, top side down, and when it was still a little closer, the iron box slipped from her arm, accompanied by a curse from the thief, fortunately the piece was at the junction of the body and the handle, so it was extremely strong, and the iron box hung in the air just as the thief had envisioned.

"What about next?" asked Memi, "Did you pry open the iron box?"

Needless to say, the thieves can see - thanks again to the guild for the skills they have taught him.

"Sit down in peace," said the thief, "but do not shout, dear good girl, for you will not wait long." ”

He stretched out his arm and groped the ground, pleased with its smoothness, and then the thief retracted the chest—the curse cast by the priest of Kranvo, the god of death, perhaps an additional boon—the tip of the spirited knight who was said to have come from the royal capital, and the thief had tried it once, in an iron box that would drive almost everyone crazy.

The curse bestowed upon the god of death is simple, and the thief has discovered that whenever he falls into despair, both physically and mentally, he will turn into dark red dust—as the one that drifts away all day long in the mourning wasteland, and then condenses from the dust into a living one—and in the process, he dies and lives again—and he is weak and miserable both when he dissipates and wakes up again...... To his astonishment - those severe wounds would not heal, but at least not so fatal - he could live.

Gülen put up his nails in the chest, which he kept on the way back to the royal capital, and carefully trimmed them to sharp angles under the watchful eye of knights - of course ordinary people can't kill with their fingernails, but a thief can.

Blood gushed out, and the thief happily felt the coldness and emptiness that comes with dying as he closed his eyes and sank into the darkness.

Mei Mi had been staring at the iron box, and she saw blood flowing out of the holes in the box, and then dark red powder, which flowed out of the holes like sand and piled up on the ground.

The goblin lizards raised their heads, wondering why they smelled of the bottomless abyss here.

The dark red powder covered the shadows cast by the chest, and they condensed, and the scene that had been shown in front of Berdwin and the knights of the royal capital was repeated before Meimi's eyes, and the thief stretched out his hands and feet, and took a heavy breath.

"It's nice to be alive," he said to Plum with a smile, "isn't it?" (to be continued......)

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