The eccentric beings with countless eel heads chatter and quarrel, and if you listen closely, you can see that the topics discussed by the heads have long been unrelated to the beginning, and even the topics discussed in different parts of the heads are not the same. But what is certain is that the heads have maintained their own opinions, and have completely rejected the claims of other members of their kind, which has made their quarrel completely unsettled, and if these guys are allowed to continue, they may still be here to refute each other for days or even years.

Garyn opened his mouth several times to interrupt the conversation between the heads, but the eel heads ignored the witch who called them here. Peg and Hela, on the other hand, had no intention of having anything to do with this ugly and twisted being, wishing that the monster was so immersed in debates and arguments that they forgot the reason for being summoned. So among the four witches, the one who finally ended this chaos was Kiri who tended to be the most chaotic of them. Perhaps it was this chaos that made her understand the chaos in this monster.

"That's enough! stop it all!" Few people can speak so imposingly without clothes, and even more so when the person speaking is a woman and the person she is calling out to is a twisted monster. There was magic in her words, which turned her voice into a roar in a small space, but this unreasonable way of speaking was a provocation for most creatures. So, when the eels closed their mouths and countless pairs of eyes stared at Kiri from the darkness high up in the room, the other witches felt a chill run down their backs. They were terrified that in the next second, the monsters would stick out their heads and eat Kiri, and then attack everyone else.

But unexpectedly, the eels were not angered by Kiri's actions, on the contrary, they seemed to have taken an interest in the witch who dared to yell at them. So after a brief silence, a head with several barnacles on its head spoke, "You told us to stop, little meat man. But what do you want us to stop?"

"Huh?" Qili thrust her waist into a surprised expression, "What did you say I wanted you to stop for? Didn't you answer our call to help?

As if reminded by this, all the heads immediately began to agitate again, and some of them whispered cheers, "Banquet! We love banquets!" Others, on the other hand, are in a large number of rooms, commenting on the room as if they were gourmets. Fortunately, before the scene could become chaotic again, the head with the barnacle on its head spoke again, "Indeed, we have responded to the invitation. But we remember that the invitation said that the dishes would be offered to us, so where is the food, little meat man, or are you just the dishes for us?" said the eel, deliberately opening its large mouth, and a foul smell wafted from it, but it was not the stench of rotting meat, but something more filthy and dirty.

Qili snorted coldly and took two steps back, but it wasn't because she was afraid, it was just that she felt the stench. "Aren't they right at your feet, or do you have no feet?" said the witch, gesturing to the webworm and Lothar who had passed out next to the monster. From the tone and expression, it is not obvious that these two people are companions who have a life-and-death friendship with him, and perhaps in the eyes of the witch, there is no one in this world who can be called companions.

The sheer's massive eel heads followed the witch's fingers to spot the two men who had fainted in the wax circle, their mouths open and closed with sharp teeth, and they looked like they could pounce on them at any moment and tear them apart and swallow them. But this did not last long, for soon the eels looked disappointed at the two men, and they retracted in displeasure, without the slightest intention of moving their mouths. "We don't like your dishes. One of the monster's heads said.

"Why? Aren't they enough to be sacrificed as a battle-hardened warrior?" You know, although you haven't seen Lothar and Networm when they're awake, you only need to look at their bodies to know that these two are by no means comparable to ordinary pirate bandits, they are truly trained warriors who have always been on the front line of battle. For the former, it is far more pleasant to swallow the flesh of the strong than to devour the weak, and the devil will appreciate the value of these two bodies and the consciousness contained in them.

"Warriors? We don't care if they're warriors or not. An eel's head reached out in front of Karen and made a grim sound. The other also said, "It doesn't matter to us whether they are warriors or poets or men or women! We only need to overturn a few ships to have as much meat as we want!" "Yes, it doesn't make sense, it doesn't make sense!" "We are tired of eating human flesh, and it is not good at all, especially those sailors, who always have the smell of dead fish." ”......

This was something that the witches did not expect, after all, there were very few demons who would not like living sacrifices, and it could only be said that this twisted monster was really an anomaly, or that its existence was so special that its interests were different from those of ordinary demons. "And what do you want?" asked Kirly, if she had said this to the devil, she had basically sold her soul to the latter. However, although this monster has many heads, each of them does not seem to have a higher intelligence than a human, so there is no need to use too strict words when communicating with it.

"What do we want?" said the barnacle-wearing head in a strange tone. The heads around it whispered and repeated, and soon all the heads fell silent, as if they were all pondering what they wanted the witch to pay in return.

Hela felt strange in this eerie silence, and she gently pulled Lapegg, looking at her companion with a worried look, who could also understand her concern. Because it is obvious that the way of thinking of these eels is very divided and extreme, and Kiri's question is to ask them as a whole, so according to the situation just now, the most likely thing that will happen next is that each eel head makes a wish of its own and argues with its companions. At that time, I'm afraid that every head will not give up on their own ideas, and the poor witches will probably not be able to really get help from this monster if they do not fulfill all their wishes.

However, to the surprise of the two witches, the heads suddenly said in unison, "One soul, a pure soul, we want him, we want him to be one of us, we want, we want, we want, we give it to us, and we will grant your wishes, whatever you want." ”