Chapter 487: The Five-Man Group (2)

"Rude Pedriffine, savage Pedriffine, bitch Pedriffine, you haven't changed in the slightest. The man named Bane spat out a series of vicious words from his mouth, and did not hesitate to attack his colleagues with words.

"Damn, my mother killed you!"

As soon as Pedfanie stepped on the ground, a large wave of snow erupted. The cowboy moved away, still holding his hat, and Betsy said slowly, "I said Fanny, have you forgotten?" Where there is a magician, clowns are everywhere. ”

It wasn't loud, but Pedfanie could hear it clearly. Then the charging figure suddenly stopped, and almost at the moment she stopped, a bright evil axe whirled and whirled past the tip of her nose. The axe sank into the trunk of the tree on the other side, and the force was so great that it directly split the tree in half. There was a loud sound as the tree groaned and fell to the ground, but a shrill laugh rang out.

"Almost, almost. It's a shame, Bane, that I almost cut off this woman's nose. Pederfanie without a nose must be fun. ”

The owner of the voice, is a clown.

The kind of clown that is common in circuses, dressed in fancy and ridiculous costumes, with brightly colored oil paint on their faces. The clown with a square in his left eye and a peach heart in his right eye, squatted on the branch of a black tree with a dagger in his hand, smiling happily.

"Jenny the Clown, what age are you still throwing that ridiculous hand axe?" Pedfanie snorted and walked back to Betsy's side, as if to draw a line with the two newly arrived colleagues.

"And what do you want me to throw away, dear Pedriffine, do you want me to throw away your severed hands and feet?" asked the Joker in a shrill voice, imitating a mischievous boy. But it looks so weird.

"Alright, don't make any noise. You're all here, Denton?" said Betsy paused, otherwise letting them argue would have escalated from verbal greetings to physical altercations.

When the cowboy finished speaking, the earth shook. From the depths of the forest, a variety of mutant beasts continued to emerge, including snow beasts flying freely between the trees, rampaging wildebeests, Fenri wolves as big as oxen, and even two-headed eagle-headed monsters with few natural predators. These mutant beasts seemed to be being chased by something, but they only looked panicked, like a tide of beasts rushing towards the four of them.

Betsy and Pedfanie jumped onto the tree, and Bane reached out and threw a puff of powder out of his hand. The powder remained around him, seemingly protective. Both wildebeest and Finri wolves dodged Bane and continued to run forward. As for the clown, he was already in the tree.

When the mighty beast tide passed, trees continued to fall in the distant forest. It's like a diligent lumberjack who is knocking down tree after tree with a chainsaw. The earth shook more and more, and later, the three people in the tree were shaking almost all the time. It wasn't until a few minutes later that the shaking stopped, and then the figure of a giant appeared in the wind and snow.

It was a five-meter-tall giant covered in something like moss. The naked upper body was draped in several thick chains, which kept colliding as the giant walked, making a "knock-knock" sound. The giant had a meat pipe on his shoulders that resembled a wagon's whistle, and from time to time a large cloud of steam would spew out of the pipe. With two pairs of arms, a large one-eyed body, and an anti-articular structure on the lower body, it is clearly not on par with humans.

It dragged a wide dark red sword in its hand, the surface of the blade was already covered with rust, and the blade even had many jagged chips, no matter how you looked at it. This sword is good for nothing but being big and heavy enough.

Plunging his greatsword into the ground, the giant opened its mouth full of hooked teeth. These hooked teeth are black, yellowish, and foul-smelling. The giant uttered a series of syllables of unknown meaning in his mouth, but Zuihou uttered a few words in human language: "Denton, hungry"

"Destruction King Danton, you've never had enough!" Pedfanie showed a helpless expression, perhaps among these colleagues, this inhuman guy was the only one who couldn't make her angry.

"Very good, it looks like it's a good day, we're finally all here. Betsy jumped off the tree and sighed.

Betsy the Ash Spreader, Pedphane the Blood Empress, Bane the Magician, Jenny the Clown, and Danton, the King of Destruction, all of whom are famous in the western lands, have all gathered in a corner of the vast forest today, and have come for the same goal.

"Then, next to Bane. Betsy pulled a test tube out of the pocket of her long trench coat and tossed it to the magician.

Bane didn't reach for it, but a puff of smoke came out of the cloak, holding the test tube and sending it into the cloak. It was a moment before Bane reached out from his cloak and raised the test tube in front of him. In the test tube, there was a drop of dark red blood. Judging by the viscosity of the blood, it is almost dry.

"What is this?"

"Someone's blood, try to see if you can decipher the message in the blood and become like him. ”

Bane "Jayger" laughed, his voice as ugly as an evil owl in the night: "This is my forte. Interpret the blood, become a person, master his abilities, and even take over his life. This is the true meaning of magic!"

With his thumb flicking open the lid of the tube, Bane stuck out his blood-red tongue and dripped the liquid from the tube onto his tongue before retracting it. When the blood was swallowed into his stomach, Bane's eyes, which were already bulging and about to fall, were suddenly covered with bloodshots. His body temperature was elevated, his breath was short, and he fell to the snow with a scream and twitched like a sheep epilepsy.

But no one paid attention to him, not even the clown, who had always acted with him. Because they all know that this is normal when Bane answers the blood.

As if in a nightmare, Bane screamed, grabbed the snow with both hands, and gulped into his mouth the irradiant snow that was undoubtedly poisonous to ordinary people. In this struggle, his body is constantly changing. Fine black hair begins to grow on the bald head, and the facial features and skin change accordingly. They become detailed, exquisite, and eventually become a different person.

Zero!

Turning to zero, Bane little by little climbed up from the snow. He reached out to look at his delicate skin, touched the top of his head with thick hair, and let out a high-pitched laugh. Bane laughed and pulled another gun from his cloak. The gun was an old-fashioned revolver, and Bane casually fired a shot at the forest.

After the rough gunshot, the deep area of the forest bloomed with a blood-red flame, which was Zero's death crit!