Chapter 4 (1/2)

Captain Tullius was not happy for long, and his expression soon became frightened.

He saw that the mage didn't die after he was shot by an arrow. The mage's body was wriggling, his meat kept proliferating, and countless thick tentacles grew out of his body, stretching, contracting, twisting, dancing, convulsing and trembling.

These disgusting tentacles themselves are also made of a large number of small sticky tentacles. Countless small tentacles, arthropods, claws, tumors, blisters and other appendages of different shapes grow, flow out and split on the tentacles. With the extension, contraction and dance of those tentacles, colorful and gorgeous light bands are drawn in the air from time to time.

The graceful and ethereal song echoed in every corner of thulius's brain, in his heart and in the depths of his soul.

The tentacles of the mage's Avatar open thousands of blood pots and mouths of different shapes and sing the same song ”confessional soul song” at the same time

This is the devil song, which is cursed by God. Thousands of people on earth have killed themselves after listening to this song.

Looking straight at the indescribable existence throughout the whole process, Captain Tullius, who listened to the song, let out a frightened howl: ”no, God, forgive my sin.”

Tullius, with red blood and tears in his eyes, jumped from the wall and fell into the moat.

A series of blisters appeared in the muddy river, and a blood red dye diffused in the river.

Before long, a corpse with flesh and blood surfaced, and captain Tullius's clothes could be seen vaguely.

Experienced adventurers know that the mage's eyes can't see.

The eye is the most accurate organ for mortals to receive external information. This organ is also connected to the central brain of the human body. It can be said to be a bridge between man and the fantasy world.

But the mage's eyes are different. Practicing magic for a long time allows the mage to transform his eyes: the function of passively receiving external information into the function of actively affecting the outside world.

Through the bridge between eyes, chenlai steel Dyson directly penetrated fear into Tullius's brain.

The effect of fear depends largely on the peeping into the hearts of the people, but it also depends on the imagination of the caster. It comes from the mage in the era of the information explosion, whose imagination is far more than that of the natives in this era.

”Stupid monkey, who gives you the courage to look directly at me?”

Chen Lai turned his horse and ran to the mage tower. When the sunset was about to fall below the horizon, the mage drove his horse through an elf relic with a history of thousands of years. On both sides of the road were collapsed ancient statues of elves.

The mage rode through the statues and passed through the spirit ruins. Chen Lai saw a familiar old man on the boulder in front of the road.

The mage didn't know the old man, and he saw the old man when he passed by in the morning.

As a mage, Chen Lai steel Dyson has a very good memory. At least he will never forget the people he met on the first day.

The master rode by and the old man said something and stopped him.

This seemed to be the hoarse voice of a dying man who was about to die into the earth: ”Sir, can you give me some money? I've been hungry all day.”

”Yu...”

Chen Lai steel Daisen tightened the reins, stopped his horse and looked at the old man. He was a withered old man full of body spots and body odor.

The mage popped up a silver West Tower, and the silver coin shining with the sunset drew a parabola in mid air and fell into the old man's pocket.

The mage stared at the old man with interest and said, ”you have good courage to stand in front of me. As a mortal, you are very good. Are you interested in working for me? I can give you dignity so that you can eat without begging.”

The old man slowly checked the silver coins, nodded, shook his head and said, ”say you don't give enough money. I still need a gold coin and a copper coin.”

Chen Lai Gangzhi Dyson laughed: ”ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha

The mage popped up another gold coin and a copper coin. The two coins reflected the glow of the sunset and fell into the old man's pocket.

Master Chen Lai took out the pistol at his waist and loaded the pistol with a cigar. He was interested in watching the old man's next performance. If he didn't give himself a satisfactory performance, he would ha da.

After accepting the two coins, the old man finally showed a satisfied smile on his sad face and said, ”the cold wind in the north is always so life-threatening. If you can give me a ride, just cross the mountain ahead.”

Chen Lai Gangzhi Dyson showed a bad smile, pointed a gun at the old man and said, ”very good, old man, you have a good ability to advance every inch. I can send you into the underworld, not just the top of the mountain.”

Bang, bang, bang!!!

The mage fired three shots at the old man's feet.

The old man was unmoved. He slowly raised his turbid eyes and stared at the mage and said, ”you have compassion. Excess compassion is evil.

You have mercy, and superfluous pity is sin.