When the old man summoned the evil man, everything that happened was different from what happened to me.

I remember that when he summoned the evil son, there was a black mist first, and then the qi descended and dispersed from the body, and the evil son slowly gathered into a human form, and finally appeared.

But these fallen evil sons I summoned did not seem to have anything to do with the black mist, and I couldn't see the slightest mist from beginning to end, only the stench of black pus, which kept surging out along the wound.

I don't know if it's blood or something else, but it just flows a lot down my wrist to the ground, and it looks like two or three squares to say the least.

It wasn't until enough of the flow that the wound on my wrist healed.

Seeing this puddle of black slime on the ground, the old man didn't squeak, and observed without saying a word, his expression was indescribably solemn.

Looking at him, no matter how strange and strange the villain I summoned is, it is impossible for me to be disgusted to this extent.

After studying it carefully for a few seconds, the old man still couldn't help but ask me.

"This is what you call a villain?"

"I guess so....." I whispered, looking at the slime on the ground, and I felt that my tone had changed, and it sounded a little unsure.

The old man frowned, looked left and right, and in the end, he didn't see what this slime had to do with the evil man.

Just when he was confused and puzzled, the rancid black slime on the ground squirmed without warning.

At first, it just puffed up a few small packets, and then it squirmed wildly, and a dozen or twenty balls bulged out of the surface, repeating the undulating action.

"What's going on??" The old man was also a little unsure of this situation, his eyes looked at the mucus vigilantly, and he asked me, "These things are harmless to people, right?" ”

"It's not good for me, but it's not for anyone else......." I whispered.

Hearing me say this, the old man suddenly became even more nervous, but before he could ask more, a hand suddenly stretched out from the black slime on the ground.

That's right, that hand came out of the slime, and at that time, it looked like someone was reaching out from under the water, not to mention scaring the old man, even I was scared!

It's really hard to describe.

The Devil originally crawled out of the slime, but in the end, he felt the slime on the edges around him, like the Devil's own clothes, and when it stood up straight, the slime also followed, and attached to the Devil's body one by one.

Maybe I'm misremembering...... It's also possible that there has been some transformation in the Villain himself that I don't know about.

It is more textured and realistic than when it first appeared, and it is not purely composed of qi, but like a living person covered with a layer of black slime that constantly wrigges, it is a real thing.

At this moment, it is more than two meters high, and the Heavenly Spirit Cover is almost reaching the ceiling, and the whole head seems to be elongated, in a very irregular oval shape.

The width of the head is only a little wider than that of ordinary people, but its length is more than half a meter, and it is definitely a standard big-headed doll.

The outline of the mouth is also far from that of a living person, the corners of the mouth on both sides are upturned, almost cracked under the root of the ear, and the mouth seems to be closed, opening a gap two fingers wide.

Looking through the gap, you can clearly see the two rows of fangs like steel needles in the mouth of the evil man.

"This is the villain you made?" The old man tilted his head, stared at the face of the evil man, and asked me in a solemn tone: "This is what you pulled out the seedlings to help me make?" ”

I nodded, and said, "Probably this thing, but the details seem to have changed a bit."

"What's changing?" The old man asked me busily.

"The original it...... It's a little shorter than it is now......" I whispered, "and the head wasn't that big, it looked like it was humanoid at the time, do you think it has anything to do with people now?" ”

It is no exaggeration to say that the villain we see at this moment has completely broken away from the category of human form.

Its limbs are very uncoordinated, its arms are knee-length, its legs are amazingly long, and its hands and legs are the same size, only as thick as an adult's wrist, you can imagine how strange the proportions are.

The palm of the hand is not large, but the fingers are extremely long, and the thickness of each one is very uniform, about the same as an adult's little finger.

The fingertips are a bit like living people, and they also have nails, which are as sharp as awls, and they feel sharp when they look at it.

When I looked at it with the old man, the monster was also looking at us silently, as if it also felt a little inexplicable, and raised its paws and scratched its head in confusion.

When it lowered its head slightly, I realized that its eyes were more real than when it first appeared.

The eye sockets, the eyeballs, there are all there that should be, and they are no longer a black piece.

Its eyes have no eyelashes, even the skin is black, only the eyeballs are very similar to humans, they are white, but there are many black meridians on them that resemble bloodshots.

The only thing that goes beyond the two tones of black and white is the iris in the monster's eyes.

It looks red, very pure red, and the iris is very small, proportional to the whites of the eyes....... It is probably the ratio of soybeans to ordinary people's eyeballs.

If you replace the iris of a normal person with the size of a soybean, the proportion will be similar to that of a villain.

If you want to say vicious, this villain doesn't look vicious, but has a bit of a simple taste, scratching his head stupidly, looking at me and the old man, and he didn't attack us, and he didn't even feel a trace of hostility.

But even so, we can still perceive a certain indescribable feeling.

This monster cannot be described in terms of ferocity, only in one word.

Evil.

"Is it under your control?" The old man asked me in a low voice.

I hummed, as if in the ancient well of the Dragon King Village, silently commanding the monster in my heart, asking it to raise its hand and make a gesture of greeting.

Strangely, it had been about ten seconds since I gave the order, and the monster didn't move, still scratching its head and looking at us curiously.

Just when I felt that something was wrong, the monster suddenly raised its hand and waved at me and the old man.

"It should be able to hear my orders, I just muttered to myself, let it say hello to us......." I whispered, frowning very tightly, "But there seems to be a delay......"

"Delay?" The old man was stunned: "This kind of thing, isn't there only obedience and resistance, either listen to you directly, or refuse directly, how can there be a delay?" ”

I shook my head: "Maybe it's thinking too, doesn't this monster also think?" ”

"Thinking about whether to listen to you?" The old man asked me.

I frowned, but didn't squeak.

"You try to manipulate it again."

Hearing the old man's words, I didn't think much about it, and commanded another sentence in my heart, telling the villain to take a few steps back and stand at the door.

This time, the villain did not hesitate, and simply obeyed my order, and retreated again and again.

"It's done!" I excitedly said, "It's still willing to listen to me!" No delay this time! ”

The old man's reaction was not as happy as I expected, but his expression was a little solemn, or rather, heavy.

"This kind of evil is beyond my understanding......" the old man whispered, as if to remind me: "Let it parasitize in your flesh, I don't know if it's good or bad......"

"I can't die anyway, just toss it." I smiled and said, "As long as it can be my help and help us, then everything will be fine." ”

"How powerful is it?" The old man asked me, and there was a faint curiosity in his tone: "The evil people I summoned are not very strong in their own strength, but the effect of rushing is good, mainly relying on false moves, and when they do things with people, they can only let them rush people." ”

"Its strength should not be small....... I said, looking left and right, and saw an old-fashioned scale that the old man usually used to weigh under the bed, and picked up the scale that was the size of a fist, and smashed it directly at the villain.

It was not slow to react, and as soon as it raised its hand, it caught it very easily.

Then, without my order, he pinched it violently, and it seemed that he didn't use any strength, and directly pinched and deformed the scale.

Seeing this scene, I didn't speak to the old man, looking at each other with a trance.

After a pause, the old man spoke, shook his head, and the expression on his face was surprised and delighted.

"Dog's Day...... Isn't that a bit exaggerated....... The villains who have become spirits are not so ruthless! ”