Chapter 52 Eight feet tall and eight feet waistline
What does that paragraph in the commentary say?
The man was eight feet tall and had a waist circumference of eight feet. His face was full of beard that stood on end, he could swallow even a plate when he ate with a large mouth, his face was powdered thicker than the skin of the wall, and he was wearing the court dress of a medieval lady. When I walked, I took a step and my whole body trembled. If you see this in the middle of the night, you might be able to scare people out.
It seems that no matter where it is, there will be some creatures that are beyond the aesthetics of the times.
Seeing that he couldn't tell the difference, what was it rushing towards him, and the white flesh on his body was trembling up and down, left and right, Dylan resisted the urge to vomit on the spot, and quickly turned his head to secretly wipe a cold sweat.
"Master Osborne~~~" a squeamish cry came.
Dylan shuddered and goosebumps fell to the ground, and Dylan felt a little comforted when he saw the same expression on Osborne's side. "Fortunately, I'm not the only one who is disgusted. ”
"Master Osborne, I'm Cassandra, don't you remember me?"
Osborne's face twitched, and he replied in an astringent voice: "Of course I remember... How could I forget you. It's just that I'm older and my reaction is a little slow. ”
Hearing Osborne say that she remembered him/her, Cassandra jumped three feet high with joy, and when she landed, Dylan could feel the ground tremble. Thinking that fortunately this is the elemental realm, and the geology is far denser than the material realm, otherwise with his (her) tonnage, I am afraid that he or she will not have to smash a pit on the spot.
Cassandra clasped her hands on her chest and looked at Osborne with a pair of large, fierce eyes, the kind of eyes that Dylan had only seen in Amilia's eyes. It seems that this is another innocent ····· who has been poisoned by the old man Osborne Ah, girl, right?
Sometimes I have to admire the old man Osborne's communication skills, and he can quickly adjust his attitude to chat with him in the face of such a superlative.
Ahem!
Osborne coughed lightly twice, and said to him or her with a kind look, "The last time I saw you, you were still a little small, but I didn't expect you to grow so big now. By the way, is your father okay now?"
Cassandra shook her two big fat hands and said nonchalantly, "Oh! You said that old fellow Max, that old fellow was very good, and he had a fight with me before I came." I gave him a shot with the Titan Hammer, and it only broke the bone in his arm, and no blood came out. ”
"I also broke my arm, so I came alone this time. ”
Breaking his father's arm with a hammer? There are still such strong children in this world, which also refreshes Dylan's three views.
Osborne chatted with him (her) briefly, thinking that there were other people present, so he introduced everyone: "Let me introduce you to you, this is the child of the King of the Black Giant, his name is Cassandra." ”
The Black Giant, is a branch of the Giant family.
In ancient Greek and Roman legends, the giants were tall, powerful, and intimidating. Among them, the most famous giant was Goliath, one of the five brothers of the Philistine giants. He was a good soldier and fought against the Israeli soldiers, and stories about him were widely circulated.
Not only that, but in mythology, giants are almost as powerful as gods, and in both Norse and Greek mythology, giants play a pivotal role.
Cassandra saluted the group, and Osborne continued, "This is the Demon Overseer under the command of the Succubus Queen, and his name is Sebas. And this is ·····. With that, Osborne looked over to Sebas.
Sebastian took the initiative to introduce: "This is our Queen's one hundred and fifty-first daughter, Lisa. With that, he took a step back.
Finally, Osborne put an arm around Dylan's shoulder and said, "This is my child Dylan, a rare daywalker of our bloodline. ”
Sebas and Lisa glanced at Dylan and then at Osborn, and although they didn't say it explicitly, the confusion in their eyes was clearly visible.
Bloods like Osborne, who had been ten thousand years old, were no longer fertile, and the smell of Dylan and Oss was completely different. As members of the demon race, Sebas and Lisa are confident in their noses.
Seeing their expressions, Osborne hurriedly added: "Dylan is my blood relative, but the blood related ceremony has not yet been held." ”
After saying this, everyone suddenly realized.
After a warm conversation, everyone walked towards the center of the sacred lake together. Walking in front of the water of the holy lake, Dylan stepped out, and a bright light suddenly flashed in front of him, making Dylan squint his eyes unconsciously. By the time they opened their eyes again, they had reached another dimension.
Dylan looked up, from here to the end of his eyes, there was a colorful light, and Dylan's eyes couldn't even see clearly, beyond his three-hundred-meter range. The group continued to walk forward, and after walking for about 3 minutes, a crystal clear castle suddenly appeared in front of them. At this time, in front of the gate of the castle, there were many strange-shaped creatures, walking inside.
The group paused for a moment in front of the door, and then continued on their way. Walking through the gates of the castle and through a straight passage, everyone entered a very rapidly expanding hall. At this time, in the hall, you can see hundreds of invited guests standing there. The Elven King hadn't arrived yet, and the guests were walking around the venue talking to each other.
Dylan could see that in addition to talking and communicating, some of them were also exchanging strange things with each other. It seems that the effect of this birthday party is no less than that of a large-scale exchange meeting.
Osborne brought Dylan in and walked all the way to the west side of the hall. As he walked, Dylan looked around. At this time, the scene in the hall is like a grand masquerade ball. Although the guests all changed into human forms to participate in the banquet, most of the races could not achieve such a perfect transformation as demons and angels.
You see that most of the people present who have horns on their heads and vigorous hair on their bodies are transformed from demonic beasts. The slippery and greasy body that exudes a strong smell of sea is all from the bottom of the sea.
And... Kindness?
As he walked, several very familiar smells came from Dylan's nose, blood, dragons, and devils. Turning his head, he saw that in the direction where Osborne was walking, there was a Bloodclan in the crowd, chatting with several devils.