"Frank! damn traitor, dog, I'm going to let you know it's awesome!" Zara pushed away the two waitresses in her arms, and rushed in Frank's direction with her fat body shaking. A peanut swayed in the wind, making Frank feel unusually nauseous.

Frank put on a pair of white gloves and snapped his fingers, and Zara stopped. Immediately, like a balloon that had been drained of air, it quickly dried up, but in the end, a green light flashed on his body and he didn't die.

"What did you do to me?" Zara roared, and the mercenaries on the side retreated in horror, but all the mercenaries who approached Frankstein's side were torn to shreds by the 42 points of rage. Zara's men were forced back into the lobby again, and the protruding hall on the second floor was now the only one standing, and the two largest Frankensteins, walked up behind him.

Frankenstein: A sinful soulless life with terrifying power and a very strong life

Attributes: 42-40, 45-35, 10-20, 10-12, 5-10

Characteristics: Born with divine powers, the body of the undead, never tired

Skills: Extremely berserk, charged

Weakness: Flame-feared, unable to regenerate

Immunity: Curses and Soul Attacks

The crowd made way in fear for the black-clad Grim Reaper. I watched as the shadows in heavy black robes walked under the platform and stood directly below Frank, like a hound lying in front of a hunter.

"It is my great pleasure, gentlemen, to introduce you to these gentlemen before you. Frank said, waving his hand, and all Frankenstein took off his coat to reveal his inner image.

Strong, tall, and exudes heart-palpitating pressure. But the whole face is pieced together, and even the whole body is pieced together, fixed with ugly thick lines and clumsy stitches. It's like a doll that is torn apart by a girl and then ordered to be sewn up by her parents, but the doll doesn't smash their heads with chains.

"They're all handsome young men, aren't they? Do you remember Ruud?" asked Frank, gesturing to the four Frankensteins standing on the left.

"It's right in front of your eyes right now, is that familiar?" Frank said softly.

Rude Town is a classic town around Kade City, and the people who settle here for low land rent and excellent welfare policies will have the time for the major chambers of commerce to harvest when they have a third generation. The first generation of pioneers is too old to resist, the second generation has no spirit of resistance due to the excessive wishes of life, and the third generation is just children.

The old people will be slaughtered and sent to a place like the Zara Chamber of Commerce, which is very good at handling corpses. Young men would be sent to work as slaves, to do hard labor, or to add some fun to the gladiators' matches. Women are much simpler, and no one can guess how happy they will end. As for children as the best selling commodity, they have endless possibilities.

Frank, if memory serves, because the harvest was so early, there were actually a lot of children in the village who were just babies, and the last vampire bought all the children for a frightening price. Frank struggled not to think about the end of those children, because there was no point in thinking about it.

The terrified mercenaries looked at the Frankensteins in front of them, and there was a lot of familiarity on their faces.

"That's right, gentlemen. All my subordinates in front of you are actually made by you with my help. They obviously have a lot of money to settle with you, but it's not time yet. Frank said. The eyes of the two tallest Frankensteins beside him reflected the crowd below, even though they had lost their souls and their memories were reliquidated, they still had a deep hatred for the guy in front of them.

Frank saw all of this and thought about the extraordinaryness of the knightly corpse.

"It's clear that you've noticed something is wrong with poor Mr. Zara. Frank said, kicking Zara on the ground as she struggled, shrinking him by about two percent.

"I've drugged you, not any ordinary medicine, of course. Frank said, fiddling with his buttons. One of the mercenaries in the crowd collapsed, turning into a terrible corpse in front of everyone's eyes. From his shriveled eye sockets and mouth, long black threaded worms struggled to crawl out, then stood still.

Worm (mutation): A systematically modified species of Worm that acts on the human body

Attributes: None

Characteristics: Extremely fast breeding, extremely fast growth, extremely thirsty for water

Skill: Water Substitute Parasitism

Weaknesses: Death from dehydration

"I have prepared five antidotes for you. Franco said, pulling out five small bottles from his body and placing them on the armrest in front of him. Zara's men's gaze was focused on the tiny glass bottles, hot enough to melt them.

"But it is clear that this is not enough to supply you, so you have an hour to choose five lucky ones to receive the antidote. After an hour, the poison will attack. Frank smiled and explained, "I hope you have a wonderful night." By the way, all the ladies are in trouble to get out of here under the guidance of my men. ”

The maids panicked and left behind the goblins, and Frank smiled and returned to his booth to watch the show.

"Die! damn smash!" Zara roared as she struggled, and the amulet the wizard had given him seemed to be working. Then the abomination in the curtain rushed at Frank like a wild beast.

Zara smiled as he watched the scene in front of him, he had countless reasons to believe that the guards provided by his master could directly tear off the head of the traitor in front of him. The strength of his most powerful men was vulnerable to his master's minions, but his smile quickly froze.

Frankenstein, who was beside Frank, grabbed the body of Abomination that was taller than him with one hand, and despite its struggle, he pinched and exploded his head with one hand, and smashed the body of Abomination into minced flesh with thick chains.

Frank turned his head and smiled at Zara's shriveled body and said, "Oh, I'm so sorry Mr. Zara. Your poor little creature seems too weak in front of my men. ”

The power of 42 against the power of 40 is not a joke, but the qualitative change of high-level power over low-level power. Even because of their intelligence, Frank's Frankenstein has his own mind, which means that they have an amazing skill to learn. Frankenstein was like an insurmountable mountain to this low-level abomination.

"Are you ready to pray? Mr. Zara. Frank asked, "I've been waiting for this moment for too long." Frank took a wooden thorn out of the inner pocket of his coat and held it in his hand.

The melee in the audience has already begun, and it is approaching a white heat. Everyone angrily took all the weapons at their disposal to kill the people who had been drinking with them a few minutes ago. Broken wine bottles, broken bottoms, table legs, chairs, broken dinner plates. All the weapons brought into play the creativity and rich imagination that mankind has always had when slaughtering its own people.

Frank ignored the chaotic intentions underneath, and just held the wooden spike in his hand and kept approaching Zara, who was struggling to retreat.

"The taste of revenge, so wonderful. I want to thank you, Mr. Zara. Frank said, "If you hadn't foolishly exposed your goddamn master's background in front of me, I would still be desperately accumulating corpses to make my men." ”

Zara was horrified and said, "You're a wizard, damn it, if you were a wizard, why didn't you say it earlier?" I was just confused and didn't recognize you. Wizard-sama!"

"Wizard, I'm not, I'm just a monster who splices corpses, a coward who feeds on a child's heart. Mr. Zara, I really want to thank you. Frank said with a twisted face, "If it weren't for you, I really don't know why I came to this damn world." Now I have probably understood that this is a hopeless world, and I have been invited to reshape it completely. ”

"You've pushed Zhao Ke into hell, Mr. Zara. Then you pulled me out. Frank straightened up, his white doctor's gown looking like gold in the light of the lamplight.

"I can give you money! lots and lots of money, I can give you all my money, and without my guidance you will never find a place for me. Zara pleaded, looking tiresome with his skinny body.

"The last mission?" thought to Frank, and it might indeed be a nuisance.

Zara is already a dead man, and all the water in his body is now maintained by the water parasitism of the nematode, and the same is true of the people underneath, there is no antidote for the nematode. The death of Zara and the others was now completely a whim of Frank's thoughts, so he didn't mind digging up a little more information.

But when Frank tried to ask, a bone spear flew through the window. Frankenstein in the back jerks Frank back, and the bone spear misses Frank but kills Zara, who is not dead.

A man in a gray robe flew in from the sky, his eyes filled with rage.