Everyone looked at Carlo in a daze, or "Lawrence" in their eyes, to be exact.

"Lawrence, you're crazy!" Sidney shouted angrily as he lay on the ground, "Run, you idiot."

Clara also anxiously hinted at Carlo with her eyes and told him to run.

As for the rest, they all felt that "Lawrence" was stupefied by the battle.

Carlo just stood grinning, seemingly unimpressed.

Renard looked at Carlo with a gloomy look and whispered, "My dear good nephew, are you going to be like your father and be a fool who only rolls on the ground and screams?"

The black scorpion crawled quickly to Carlo's feet on its short legs, its tail raised high behind it, ready to poke at him at any moment.

In the face of this terrible poison, Carlo, as if he had seen some interesting gadget, bent down and stretched out his slender white fingers to grab at its back.

"You idiot!" Sidney yelled with red eyes.

Renard laughed, his eyes full of sarcasm.

The poisonous tail of the black scorpion stung the back of Carlo's hand mercilessly, and then put on a show of power.

Carlo just chuckled, kept his hand on it, gently clasped it, and reached out to grab it.

"What a restless little fellow.." Carlo pinched the black scorpion with a relaxed and cheerful expression, as if he had just played with the domestic Persian cat for a while.

The black spot on Carlo's hand quickly expanded, spreading all over his body, and soon the skin all over his body became pitch black.

Renard's laughter stopped abruptly as if someone had choked him, and a look of disbelief appeared on his face.

"How is that possible.." Renard rubbed his eyes vigorously and screamed, "How can you still stand?"

Not only was Carlo standing, but he also grabbed one of the black scorpion's thin legs with his fingers, and with a little force, pulled it off.

The black scorpion let out a hissing wail, and the broken leg dissipated into black light in Carlo's hands.

Carlo looked curious, and his mouth let out a sigh of praise: "It's amazing.."

"Impossible.. No way.. It's absolutely impossible.." Renard muttered in despair, and everyone lying on the ground looked at Carlo in unison, their eyes like hell.

At this time, everyone saw that the skin on Carlo's body began to slowly fold, wrinkle, and melt like wax water, and the fair and smooth skin was re-revealed.

His features were melting, and his handsome face was blurred, followed by a more handsome, but evil, face.

"You're not Lawrence!" Sidney screamed frantically, "What about Lawrence, where is Lawrence?"

Carlo turned to look at Sidney and smiled, revealing a mouth full of white teeth.

He patted himself on the stomach and said quietly, "Lawrence?

Carlo had a regretful expression on his face: "It's a pity that my body doesn't produce excrement, otherwise you father and son might have the opportunity to meet again."

Sidney's eyes widened, twitched violently, his body stiffened, and he fell to the ground dead.

The black scorpion's venom had been injected into his body for too long, and he should have died a long time ago.

Carlo glanced at Sidney with regret, then put his gaze back on the black scorpion in his hand, and said in a gentle tone to the little guy in his hand, "Find you a partner to play with."

There was a small "click" sound, and a tawny bug crawled out of Carlo's clothes and along his arm to the black scorpion's back.

The black scorpion's body couldn't stop shaking, as if it was carrying something extremely terrifying.

The bug sniffed at the black scorpion, and then opened its mouth with a "buzz" and bit down fiercely.

Carlo let go, only to see the insect holding a black scorpion that was many times larger than himself suspended in mid-air, gnawing and gnawing, but soon the latter turned into a ball of light and dispersed.

Carlo frowned slightly, and said to himself, "Still not good.. Gotta figure out how this power is constructed.."

He looked up at the crowd, and Reynard was stunned for a moment, then let out a high-pitched scream, twisted his fat body and rushed to the window.

But the darkness had already covered the whole field, and not even the moonlight could shine in...

Carlo looked at Clara, whose face was full of horror at her feet, and her eyes were telling Carlo, "Don't kill me, don't kill me.."

Carlo showed pity on his face and said softly, "Close your eyes and don't look." ”

Clara subconsciously closed her eyes, Carlo raised her foot, and then stepped on it hard.

"Bang", the head cracked like a watermelon, and the originally beautiful beauty has turned into a headless corpse.

Carlo inhaled deeply, a faint blue flame of light coming out of his body, and the last of his soul was devoured by him.

Carlo closed his eyes, as if reminiscing and digesting the memories he had just absorbed.

After a long time, he finally opened his eyes slowly.

"I see.." With a look of amazement on his face, Carlo rubbed his smooth jade chin and muttered, "The power level of this world may be even higher than I imagined."

Carlo sorted out from the memories of the five people, they are the so-called totem masters, and the way of fighting is what he saw just now, cultivating totem beasts to fight.

Totem master is an extremely noble profession, it requires extremely high intellectual requirements and a great amount of knowledge, and needs to learn a lot of complex and cumbersome skills, it can be said that almost every totem master is a scholar master figure.

They are born with a unique gift for awakening the power that lurks in silver. And the totem beast is a semi-illusory summoning beast that they constructed with silver as a medium.

As Carlo saw just now, the battle between the five Sidneys, where the totem division is blessed by the light of the totem, and the totem beast fights down, is actually a relatively low-level combat method among the totem divisions.

Franklin, the most knowledgeable of the royal family, had memories of telling Carlo that there was a Type 3 above the Type 2 Totemist. The three-type totem beast is even more powerful, and already has powerful magical abilities, just like the mythical horror beast.

Franklin's strength is at the second high level, and there is already a blazing fire coming out of his totem white wolf's mouth, if he can evolve to type three, then he can spit flames wantonly, and it is easy to melt gold and iron, of course, there are other types, and he can spit out totem beasts such as ice blades and wind tornadoes.

This is already an otherworldly power, and Franklin has also seen that the pinnacle of the three types can turn the totem into aura and briefly integrate with itself, and the totem beast amplification totem division, as a weapon-like existence, the totem division can better control the power of the totem, wisdom plus strength, and the improved combat power is far from being comparable to a single summoned beast.

This is the true way the Totem Division fights.

And on top of this, it is said that there are also four types of totems, which are powerful and powerful that Franklin could not even imagine.

Further up, it wasn't what he could understand.

Carlo thought carefully if he fully unfolded the demon body.

Needless to say, the first and second types are like the black scorpion just now, and even his skin can't be pierced.

If you have a type three, Carlo thinks, she should be able to crush it with one hand.

The pinnacle of the three types can also be crushed with one hand.

Type 4 is not very clear, one hand may not be enough.

Carlo laughed, below type four, there is nothing that cannot be solved with one hand, if there is, then add one!