Chapter 301 - Possession (1/2)
Roy stretched out his claws and carefully picked up a dark elf cookie with his sharp nails.
Unlike the time when Rafaro was transformed into a cola liquid, this dark elf cookie was only about half the size of his original body. Moreover, there was a pattern on the cookie, and the vivid cartoon pattern made the cookie look a little cute, feeling like a child’s cookie, making Roy laugh.
The power gap between the dark elven assassins and Roy was too immense, so the transfiguration time of these biscuits was at the highest three minutes.
While Roy was sizing up the cookies, Benia picked up the poisoned bolts blocked by the ice shield on the ground. She put the tip of a bolt under her nose and sniffed. Her expression changed as she said to Roy, “It’s poison dragon saliva! A fatal poison that even demons can’t resist! No wonder these guys dared to use the decapitation tactic…”
Hearing Benia’s words, Roy could not help but frown. He thought that these dark elven assassins were only rats that were good at hiding, but he did not expect them to be able to obtain such fatal poison. He had really underestimated them.
Roy knew that these assassins who had become cookies still had consciousness, so he picked up a cookie and called Fat Tiger.
Fat Tiger walked over in confusion. Roy said, “Open your mouth!”
As he spoke, he threw a cookie into one of Fat Tiger’s mouths!
Fat Tiger got something in his mouth and subconsciously chewed it. The sound of cracking came when the cookie broke. Fat Tiger felt that it was rather fragrant, so he gulped it down.
The other dark elven assassins who had turned into cookies on the ground witnessed this scene with their own eyes and felt an unprecedented sense of fear, making them unable to stop the chills in their bodies.
They were not afraid of death. Among the dark elves, death was something common. However, being turned into cookies by strange magic and then fed to a dog was a method of death exceeding their imaginations!
Especially at this moment, the remaining assassins were all unable to move and could only let their imaginations run wild. When they saw their companion die, they would inevitably feel as if it had happened to themselves. Roy did not say anything, but the dark elven assassins could already imagine the scene of their bodies shattering into pieces…
What would it feel like to be chewed like that? Will I be in so much pain that I want to die? At the moment I’m bitten, will I still be conscious as I am now? If I still have consciousness, what kind of horrible feeling will it be?
Thinking was extremely fast. In just three minutes, the dark elven assassins seemed to have experienced three years. And in these three minutes, Roy had thrown two more of their companions that had become cookies to Fat Tiger to eat!
After all, he could not be biased and had to feed all three of Fat Tiger’s heads.
Just like how Fat Tiger had drunk the cola that was Rafaro before, this was the first time Fat Tiger had eaten cookies, so he naturally felt that it was very delicious. But there had only been three cookies, which was not enough for Fat Tiger. He was a little anxious as he stepped on the spot and whimpered at Roy, salivating as he urged Roy to continue feeding him.
Roy dilly-dallied and then picked up another cookie. There were five dark elven assassins in the ambush for five biscuits, and Fat Tiger had eaten three of them, leaving only two.
Before Roy could throw the fourth cookie, it was time for it to transform back. With a poof, the cookie emitted a cloud of smoke before changing back to the body of the dark elven assassin.
The dark elven assassin was hanging upside down, as Roy was pinching a leg with two fingers. Before he could understand what was happening, he realized that he could move again and screamed in panic, “No! No! I don’t want to die!”
Julia’s sword was pressing on the shoulder of the other dark elven assassin on the ground, who had also transformed back, forcing him to kneel on the ground. But this dark elf assassin did not show any anger or resistance. Instead, he looked as though he had just survived a disaster. He stretched out his hands to touch his body. He felt his flesh and blood body had returned, and his eyes were full of joy.
The two dark elves felt as though they had walked around the gate of Hell and escaped back. They were so excited that they were about to cry, and the consciousness of wanting to commit suicide after failing the attack had long disappeared, completely defeated by fear.
The bodies of dark elves were slender and thin, and the dark elven assassin Roy was holding felt weightless. Although he was struggling with all his might, he could not escape Roy’s fingers and could only cry bitterly, “Please, I beg you! Honorable Demon King, I am willing to sell my soul to you. Please spare my life!” Seeing this scene, Julia and Benia could not help but look at each other and saw the smiles in each other’s eyes.
Dark elves were like this. Cunning, insidious, scheming, and traitorous, these were all labels stigmatizing their race. Regardless of how decisive in killing they were earlier, once their life and death were under the control of the enemy, they would immediately reveal the inferior nature of their race.
“Bring me to your lair!” Roy said coldly while pinching this dark elven assassin.
“Okay! Okay! I’ll bring you there! I’ll bring you there!” The dark elven assassin betrayed his clan without hesitation and nodded repeatedly in agreement. The other dark elven assassin pressed down by Julia’s sword was the same.