There was no way to avoid the uninvited guest, and Carlo finally saw his appearance, and hidden under the gray robe was a pitted toad head full of flesh, which was now full of fear.

He screamed loudly, his lips squirming rapidly, and in a short period of time, dozens of different languages popped out of his mouth, starting with the Abyssal Demon Language and ending with the native language of Grimm, all of which meant the same thing.

"Wait!

Carlo grinned a little, and without a pause, he slashed at his toad's head with more force.

The strange man was easily torn in two by the force of the rage, and before the remaining body could fly away, the tentacles on the Blade of Jealousy were already eager to toss it into countless pieces.

But, isn't that right?!

Carlo knew very well that the feeling of the blade tearing flesh apart was not as dull and dry as it was now, without the tendons and muscles being torn apart as if the juice of a full fruit was splashing, but like splitting a piece of wood, a mass of rags.

The intense anger that came from the Blade of Jealousy also showed all this, it didn't taste blood and soul, it was angry.

Carlo's scattered killing intent regathered and was aimed in the other direction, and a messy figure was falling out of the void.

Still alive?

Carlo raised his eyebrows slightly, smiled evilly, and raised the knife again.

But this time, the weirdo had already screamed first.

"Stop, I have no ill intentions, please listen to me."

He apparently saw Carlo's appearance clearly, and wisely chose to use demonic language.

The blade of jealousy in Carlo's hand deflected slightly at an angle, swept down the strange man's cheek, and cleanly slashed off a strong arm before retracting it.

The furious slaughter surged like a tidal wave, the blades of jealousy trembled and hissed, and the tentacles danced like wild hair, and finally, gradually subsided.

Carlo looked at the weirdo who was holding the severed arm and looking at him in horror, grinned, and said in a low voice, "I'm sorry, it's hungry."

The Blade of Jealousy trembled, suggesting its presence, and the hunger that grew stronger after the taste stopped.

The strange man stared at Carlo, his ugly face was cloudy, his eyes were full of anger, fear, nervousness, and hesitation, and finally he only held back one sentence: "You people. Unreasonable devil .."

It seems that its resentment is really deep, but anyone who appears will almost be chopped off with a knife will not be in a good mood.

Carlo didn't care at all, the world of Grimm was now his territory, and for this kind of guest who didn't knock on the door, chopping off a paw couldn't be more forgiving, and even he hadn't completely extinguished his murderous intent until now, and the reason for pressing the knife head for the time being was that the strange man's previous escape method aroused his little interest, and the second was to hear what this guy had to say.

The strange man let go of his hand gripping the severed arm, the wound had healed, and something like sarcoma began to grow slowly, and it seemed that it was only a matter of time before the new arm grew.

Carlo only now noticed that the strange man in front of him, who looked like an upright toad, had also reached the commander level, and it was indeed not a trouble for him to be reborn with a broken arm.

The strength is inevitably too weak, Carlo sneered in his heart, but soon realized that it may also be because his strength is beyond expectations, plus there is a certain sneak attack in it, of course, even if it is positive, Carlo is confident that it will be chopped into meat sauce.

The strange man was silent for a moment, then spoke, "Introduce yourself, Boblet, I'm a, a plane merchant."

Plane Merchant?Carlo narrowed his eyes, he knew that this kind of person was good at space travel, and what he did was the business of reselling things from one plane to another.

Profiteering, you don't know that the feces you hate may be worth a lot of gold in another place.

It's easy to die, and you don't know what trouble you'll encounter in the next moment of plane shuttle, maybe you are swept into the spatial turbulence and drift to death, or you may be targeted by some greedy and powerful existence to become a fat sheep in other people's mouths.

So, what kind of local products in the Grimm world are that people look down on? Carlo couldn't help but be a little interested.

The strange man Bo Balai seemed to guess Carlo's thoughts, and quickly explained: "I am different from other plane merchants, I don't resell spars, slaves, or minerals... It's the whole plane. ”

"What?!" Carlo frowned, as if he hadn't heard clearly, and raised the knife in his hand slightly.

Bo Balai's face turned pale with fright, and he subconsciously shrank back a few steps, and said quickly: "I sensed that there was a bloody killing field here, just... Oh my God, what is this?!"

Wave Batlet's gaze suddenly passed over Carlo and was projected onto the crystal of original sin that was quietly suspended in the sky, his eyes showing disbelief, and the toad's mouth opened to the extreme, looking stunned.

"This... It's not a bloody killing field, it's .." Wave Bat Lai shuddered, "Original Sin Killing Field!"

The next moment, his voice couldn't hide his excitement again, and it became high-pitched and sharp: "And it's the rarest original sin of jealousy, it's just too precious.."

“.. It's just a little low-level. ”

Wave Bat Lai felt that he was like a dream now, when he struggled through the void with his bloodline talent, he accidentally sensed the birth of a plane killing field, and thought that he could make a small fortune, but as soon as he came, he was "killed" once, and the murderer was an abyssal demon who was too strong to speak.

Who knows why the Abyss Demon appeared in such a low-level plane?!

Then he suddenly found that what he had descended from was not an ordinary killing field at all, but an extremely precious original sin killing field, and the difference in value between the two was like gold coins and disaster coins.

A newborn original sin killing field, a huge pie, Bo Manlai was dizzy, and he had not fully recovered from his ecstasy, and the tingling pain in his neck had made him completely recognize the reality.

A terrifying blade was on his shoulder, dozens of tentacles pierced into his skin, greedily sucking everything, and in just a few breaths, the flesh from his neck to his right cheek had completely dried up and shrunk.

"Oh God, stop, stop! Listen to me.."

Bo Manlai screamed in fright, as a third-level warlock, most of his skills were in spatial shuttle, and his combat power was not outstanding, let alone compared to this terrifying demon.

What comes out of the abyss are all unreasonable madmen, who can kill themselves at any time because of their mood.

Pomana took this to heart.

"Be clear.." Carlo grabbed Wave Batlet's neck, stared at him coldly, and said with a sly smile: ". . . Tell me what you know, there's nothing left.."