Chapter 472: The bandaged thief in the arena is the most annoying

Similarly, Soros also knew that Jonathan was serious, because from his point of view, he could see that the sword wound on Jonathan's body was healing rapidly. Pen Fun Pavilion wWw. biquge。 info

As early as when he decided to take revenge, Soros knew what kind of enemy he was going to face, but Jonathan was much stronger than he imagined, and the extraordinary recovery power alone made almost all of Soros's methods ineffective.

However, on the premise of knowing that the opponent is strong, he rushed to take revenge, in addition to putting aside life and death, Soros certainly has corresponding preparations.

"I didn't expect to use the killer weapon before I saw the enemy. ”

Soros is still unwilling, his internal breath is very entangled, and he doesn't know whether to use the killer weapon or not. Even if he can defeat Jonathan, as long as he can't slash the enemy, his revenge will be considered a failure, but if he can't even defeat Jonathan, he won't even be able to see the enemy's face.

Jonathan heard Soros's self-talk, but he didn't pay too much attention to it, but stroked the wound on his flank with his hand, the original open wound was restored within a minute, if it weren't for the holes in his clothes and the blood stains on his skin, even Jonathan himself would have thought that the previous wound was just an illusion.

――I think I'm underestimating the changes in my body. Because he is not used to fighting and has no experience in this area, Jonathan has always only known that he has become stronger, but he does not know how strong he is.

For example, when facing the tip of Soros's sword before, he was holding the result of being injured, who would have thought that in exchange for such a result, even Jonathan himself was a little crying and laughing at this result.

The duel would continue, but this time with experience, Jonathan knew what way to fight, and he looked at Soros, who had been making no moves.

"I'm ready, what about you?"

Dueling is not practice, and only Jonathan would ask this kind of question outside the door.

It was Jonathan's casual words, Soros made up his mind instead, and glanced at Jonathan with a firm gaze, and the eyes that looked at death made Jonathan's heart furious, and then reached out and took out a bottle of potion from his arms.

The potion was encased in a black glass bottle, and even through the black glass, the flames circulating in the bottle could be seen, making the flask look like boiling magma.

"You can't drink medicine in the dueling arena, right?"

Lucia said casually, but she didn't stop her, just watching Soros pour all the potions into her mouth, as if drinking lava, Lucia wanted to know the taste of the potion.

"What do you think that bottle will smell like, sulfur, or rust?"

This Lucia-style out-of-tune question made Lamech roll her eyes and casually say a perfunctory remark.

"Papaya flavor. ”

Who would have thought that Lucia would take over the conversation.

"Papaya is too bad, I don't like papaya. ”

- Who cares about your preferences, anyway, you shouldn't be because you don't like papaya to grow into this, to, breasts, breasts, to be tall and not tall, right? Actually, Lamech doesn't believe much in the statement that papaya can enlarge breasts, but after contacting Lucia, she feels a little credible, after all, Lucia is obviously an adult, but she is still a Lori body, and even a girl is a little wet.

"You care more about the effect of the potion than the taste, aren't you worried about Jonathan?"

Lucia waved her hand indifferently.

"Isn't the effect obvious?"

She gestured to the bottle in Soros's hand, which was still stained with the residue of the potion.

"That kind of thing that looks like magma and isn't magma is only found by demons, right?"

Indeed, this is true from this point of view, but this is too arbitrary, Lamech does not understand potions and does not understand alchemy, she thinks it is better not to kill with a rod, after all, who can guarantee that no other potion is like this?

Lamech was about to speak, but was interrupted by Lucia.

"Look, I'm right, isn't this starting to become a demon. ”

Enduring the indescribable strange smell running down his throat, Soros was so painful that he wanted to scream for the bionic life. The potion wasn't as damaging as it seemed, but when it was drunk, it began to wreak havoc in his body, and the burning pain made Soros think he was drinking real magma.

The bottle of potion was given to Soros by Edward, and it was also stated at the time that it was something from a demon, and that the person who drank the potion could gain demonic power. The vengeful Soros doesn't care about the source of power, as long as it can give him strength, he will not hesitate to accept it.

As for why Edward had such a thing, he didn't intend to pursue it, and he wouldn't bother with it.

Soros's face was the first to change, his head inflated like an overinflated balloon, and then his teeth and skin fell out in favor of crocodile-like fangs and snake-like scales.

The changes began along Soros's head, spreading to the limbs little by little, the muscles were transformed, the bones continued to grow and reorganize, and the posture of completely rebuilding the body was to be completely rebuilt.

"Ahh

The excruciating pain finally broke through Soros's teeth, causing him to howl, and even the howl became like a beast little by little.

In the end, Soros turned into a huge lizardman, with a head of more than 250 centimeters and armor-like muscles on his body, which made Soros look like a bulky stone statue, but it also reflected how powerful this stone statue was from the side.

Soros found that everything was different, the immense power brought to him by the five senses that was stronger than before, made him panic and ecstatic at the same time, he clenched his fists, the kind of power that could even pinch the air was exactly what he longed for.

"Is this power?"

The lizard's big mouth grinned a slit, which is probably Soros's smile.

"It feels so good. ”

Compared to Soros, Jonathan is not good at all, isn't this story developing too fast? He has just become familiar with the feel of fighting with humans, and his opponent has changed from a human to a monster.

"Miss....... ”

Jonathan pointed at Soros with a sad face.

"That's a foul, right?"

It's not that Jonathan knows the rules of the duel or anything, he just wants to complain.

Lucia waved at Jonathan as well, and then said without any energy.

"Come on. ”

This unmotivated solidarity reached Jonathan's ears, and it promoted the unmotivated part of Jonathan's heart, driving a little fighting spirit to the corner. (To be continued.) )