"Ladies Street never provides housing for men, are you sure your home is?"

At Shuge's questioning, the man with the strange figure paused in his chair, his face and expression a little dull, and the atmosphere in the entire tent changed.

In the metal disc, the court hounds stood up as if sensing the breath of their prey, and the touch of Calon began to sway slightly.

Schug almost confirmed his guess, so he gently embedded the metal machine that was placed on the side of the table.

The hidden small ritual was immediately triggered, and the council mages waiting outside immediately received a warning signal from Xiuge.

At this moment, all resettlement processes for refugees came to a halt.

Unfinished work is suspended in situ.

In the midst of the panic and panic of the people, soldiers dressed in heavy fireproof suits and armed with heavy magic flamethrowers or silver shields of the enchantment stepped out.

With the help of the Council Mage, they quickly split up all the waiting refugees, who were forcibly divided into eleven "groups" before they could understand what was happening, with an average of between five and six people per group.

The soldiers' expressions and gazes under the masks were solemn and hesitant.

Although it was instinct for the Wattle soldiers to obey orders, they instinctively resisted when they learned that they might need to spray deadly flames at the civilians.

Fortunately, no follow-up orders came.

Everyone froze here, and the frightened children were crying weakly.

Compared to the chaos outside, the tent where Shuge was located was much quieter.

He was confronting the man who was clearly not quite right, and although Shug had been sitting in his chair without moving, behind him, the touch of Calon had emerged from the void, hiding in the shadows of Shug's body, slowly oscillating at a certain frequency.

The "man" apparently felt something, too, and his body began to change.

He made a gesture that sounded like vomiting, and the bulge that existed in his abdomen immediately began to "move", and with the man's movements, a black shadow that was incomparably familiar to Xiuge emerged from the man's mouth.

At this moment, the "tenants" in Xiuge's spiritual world became restless at the same time.

They smell "food".

However, the Descendant of the Abyss parasitic in this man's body did not immediately attack Xiuge, it "squeezed" out of the man's mouth, and just like that, it "hanged" in mid-air in a very strange posture.

A number of mouths for vocalization "grew" from the black gum, and then Shug heard a question from the heir of the abyss in front of him.

"I'm hiding well, but you're ...... Found me?"

"Well hidden, but not well answered."

Schug responded sincerely: "It seems that you do have their knowledge and memories, but you don't quite understand how to use them."

….

The Descendant of the Abyss paused for two seconds, as if digesting Xiuge's words, and then said, "Useless...... Too much."

This sentence surprised Xiuge a little.

Calculated carefully, this was the first time he had a face-to-face substantive communication with this kind of mutilated ancient creation summoned by the Black Sun Society, so Xiuge didn't send more warning signs to the outside world, he really wanted to communicate with the "creature" in front of him.

After all, such an opportunity is really rare.

The black shadow writhed, and after a brief silence, it sounded again: "I...... I know a lot, but I learn slowly."

This may sound like a contradiction, but as a cultivator who has "devoured" the power of the children of the abyss and taken "memory" and "knowledge" from them, he can understand the meaning of the other party.

affair

In fact, in the "memories of the deceased" that he already has, the content of personal experiences and emotions has been deliberately stripped out by him and included in the category of "not visiting", Xiuge knows very well that reading other people's memories is relatively easy, but if it is to accept and understand the past of others, it may bring many problems.

He had this experience when he had just "become" Schug Ernst.

Just a person's memory can already bring a huge impact on consciousness, and this kind of truth, the descendants of the abyss probably will not understand, judging from their behavior of what they eat and what they come, I am afraid that all the things that can be swallowed, absorbed and accepted have been integrated into their bodies.

Eyes grew out of the black pus of the Abyssal Heir, and it looked at Xiuge seriously, and then asked uncertainly, "...... Like?"

"It's the same kind."

Xiuge nodded, and said half-truths without changing his face and heartbeat: "Well, the humans already know about your existence, so they are ready to hunt you down at all costs, and now, only I can help you."

However, the Descendants of the Abyss did not believe his words as Xiuge had expected, and instead expressed his dissent: "Kind...... Not credible."

"You can not believe me, and I will not stop you, but if you leave now, I am afraid that you will be found and burned to death immediately...... Flames, you should be scared, right?"

Upon hearing the words "flame" and "burn", the Descendant of the Abyss's liquid mass fluctuated violently, and it was obvious that it could understand the meaning, and through the constantly fluctuating magic in the air, Xiuge could basically confirm that this guy was afraid.

Xiuge felt that he seemed to have vaguely groped some of the characteristics of this ancient creation.

"In a way, it has an instinct similar to that of magical creatures like changelings, gluttonous, eager to draw more power, and will act in accordance with instincts. It's uncertain if it's pain-sensitive, but it's clear that the burning and heat of the flames are terrifying......

"Their ability to change their form according to the life they devour, while gaining more instincts, memories, and knowledge from their victims, is supposed to make them extremely powerful, but the diversity of human minds is obviously not something they can digest and understand in a short period of time, which leads to huge loopholes and flaws in their thinking."

….

Shuge made a quick judgment in his mind, and then he heard the Dark Abyss Heir in front of him say, "They...... Person...... I don't doubt you?"

"Because I'm well disguised."

The eyes in the pitch-black liquid mass turned rapidly, and then a creepy phrase floated out of it: "So...... Fusion, I can ...... Camouflage."

With these words, the black slime gushing out of the man's mouth suddenly swelled up in front of Xiuge, and it spread out quickly like a huge black film, as if it was about to completely "wrap" Xiuge.

Such an attack, of course, is very unmartial and moral.

But after all, the Descendant of the Abyss is still in the process of learning human common sense and behavior, and although it has mastered many methods of disguising itself, it is still a step slower in the face of the cultivation that has bad intentions from the beginning.

The touch of Calron, which lurked in the shadow of Shuge, swept out, and countless sharp arthropods tore the falling membrane into countless pieces in an instant.

He quickly stood up from his seat, and with the majestic magic power in his body that was far greater than before, the power of the messenger in the mirror had been the most complete and complete explosion at this moment, and Xiuge's figure immediately turned into a looming black mist, and with his movements, this mist took the initiative to move forward, making contact with the fragments of the Abyssal Descendants that had been cut by the Touch of Calon.

The position of the Mirror Emissary in the Abyss Court is obviously very special.

Xiuge had already discovered before that whether it was for the heir of the abyss or for the court hound he obtained later, the messenger in the mirror had a certain ability to "restraint" or "interaction", and at this moment, this

Once again, a special power was on display.

The moment the severed pieces touched the mist of the Mirror Emissary, they completely lost all their vitality, and the magic contained in them was absorbed by the Mirror Emissary.

This development and change terrified the Descendants of the Abyss who were the first to attack, so many organs and tissues from different life, such as claws, arthropods, teeth, etc., grew out of the remaining black slime, but they were no match for the Touch of Calron, and after a short confrontation, they were completely sliced away, leaving only a small cloud of slime trying to break out of the man's body and flee into the distance.

Of course, Xiuge would not let this "fat in hand" go, and the mage's hand appeared precisely in front of the pitch-black liquid mass.

This time, Xiuge didn't suppress his magic attributes, so the mage's hand also revealed that dark green color that was unavoidable.

Just like grabbing a beast on the ground, the hand of the mage with a strong corrosive force downward, and fixed the pitch-black liquid directly in place, and before it could continue to split and escape, Xiuge had already come to its side, and before the piercing scream could be heard, it was directly "pinched" by Xiuge in the floating magic mist.

The moment he achieved his goal, Shug immediately lifted all the Calon touches and the fog on his body, and with a snap of his fingers, stream-level magical flames appeared in the center of the tent, enveloping the body of the long-dead man and the dark slime that remained on the ground.

….

It was just then that the tent was cut open by a sharp magical blade, and the figures of Viline and Clautz appeared beyond the gap.

When they saw that everything was normal with Xiuge, and that a body stained with countless pitch-black slimes was lying lying in the flames, they reacted differently.

Shug noticed that Wei Lin breathed a sigh of relief, and the tension on her face subsided a lot.

Clausez's face remained gloomy.

Master Klautz asked in a low voice, "Solved?"

"So far, it's solved...... It hides in the man's belly, like those parasites, occupying and controlling this body, and when I see through it, it wants to devour me, and I have no choice but to use this method."

Shhug made himself gasp a little, and then explained, "I recommend that all soldiers and refugees be screened again, this time with more caution...... They already know how to hide themselves, and I don't know how many of them."

Shut up's words put aside his doubts for a while, he nodded, and then motioned for Verin to "check" on Shut up, and he went outside with his assistant.

Although Verin doesn't know much about Xiuge, her trust in Xiuge is not comparable to that of Cleutz.

After making sure that Shug was not injured, she sighed, "You should have called us for help earlier, Mr. Clausez has a lot of work to do, and after knowing that there might be that kind of monster among these refugees, the Council asked us to keep a living sample......

"I can't help ......."

Xiuge smiled: "At first, I was just suspicious of this person, and there was no specific evidence, so I just sent you a warning notice, and when it attacked, it was too late to notify you, so I had to find a way to deal with it."

"Well, okay."

Vicline glanced at Shug, "You'd better perfect this rhetoric, Mr. Clown is not as perfunctory as I am."

"I'm not perfunctory......

"I hope so."

Verin shrugged, and she immediately called the council's mages, and the casters, who had already prepared their tools and containers, immediately secured the entire tent, and the male corpse, as well as all the items and floors stained with pitch-black slime, were cleaned up by them.

And in this waiting time, a new storm has been set off in Xiuge's spiritual world.

With the influx of the power of the descendants of the abyss, the cultivation was obvious

I felt my head start to swell rapidly.

Unlike the mass of slime that had taken possession of Schubert Sr.'s legs and feet before, the Abyssal Heir was still very weak at the time, and it was essentially an instance of the slime that had remained in Schubert Sr.'s wound when he was attacked, so it did not contain any special memories.

But the one that had just been killed and devoured by Xiuge was completely different.

Before it escaped from the city of Salem with the help of this man's body, it had participated in the hunting and digestion of many times, and the memories that remained in it were extremely complex and fragmented, and some of them were not even enough to form a complete memory fragment or picture, just fragments of sounds, lights, shadows, and words.

And when these chaotic memories smash into the spiritual world of Xiu Ge in one go, the consequences can be imagined.

Huge stood there expressionless, feeling as if his mind had been buried in a garbage heap.

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