Chapter 968 Bad
Chapter 968 Bad
No... You can't even do anything with this thing?
Looking at the blue compound eyes whose eyelids were almost broken by blinking, and feeling the vast amount of question marks that were roughly stuffed into his mind, Director Ophiuchus was completely stunned for a moment.
This is the eye of the cicada of all things!
Although he has almost no attack ability and his body is a hundred times more fragile than a cicada, he can completely analyze a small plane in the time it takes for a cicada to chirp! He is the Blue King, one of the four supreme gods, who has risen to the status of one of the four pillars of the Supreme Gods with only the purest observation ability!
This this……
This thing is trying to analyze me!
While Director Ophiuchus was still in a daze, Leon, whose mind was also filled with a bunch of question marks, had already reacted first and launched an attack without hesitation.
There are too many random anomalies, and who knows what strange abilities you will encounter, so... no matter whether you are hostile or not, if there is any sign of something wrong, just take them down first!
"and many more!"
Just as the sharp half of the knife tip protruded from the inside of Director Snake Man's shiny front teeth and suddenly slashed towards his upper jaw, a white finger quietly stretched out and accurately pinched the tip of the silver cutting dagger.
"You really are... forget it."
Seeing Leon taking action immediately after realizing something was wrong, not wanting to give him any chance, the red-haired chief who emerged from the [Parasitic Oak] couldn't help but sigh, then raised his hands helplessly and made a gesture of surrender.
"You win, you win, why can't I come out? If you have any questions, just... Tsk..."
Seeing Leon suddenly move to the side and avoid the direction his palm was facing, the red-haired director couldn't help but narrow his eyes, then put away the [Possessed Mirror] with invisibility applied on his palm, and sighed in disappointment.
And at the moment she sighed, the painter who carried Leon's consciousness suddenly became limp and strangely retreated at least 30 meters. A ball of yellow mud appeared on each side of his head, covering his ear holes tightly... and it wasn't even over yet.
As Director Ophiuchus looked extremely tense, the painter had a pair of sunglasses on his nose, his nostrils were stuffed with cotton wool, and most of his body was hidden in the shadow of a building. A large number of palm-sized animals were suspended in front of him, and all except his face were blocked.
"..."
Is it so targeted?
Glancing at the fully armed Leon thirty meters away, the red-haired chief couldn't help but sigh in annoyance, then retracted his left foot that was secretly stepping on Leon's shadow, took off the gold silk sachet embroidered with a naked angel on his waist, and finally slapped the transparent mosquitoes that flew towards the small animals to death...
"Okay, come on over here."
After collecting all the messy anomalies, the red-haired director complained unhappily:
"You've prepared so much... Why did Lord Taurus tell you everything?"
"..."
"Come here quickly. I came out in a hurry. I don't have many abnormal items with me for sneak attacks. These are the only ones."
"..."
"Really, I didn't lie to you."
I believe you!
After shaking his head at the red-haired chief, Leon, who tried to read his lips through his sunglasses, raised his hand, opened his mouth and pointed at his throat, then pointed in the direction of the red-haired chief.
"Tsk..." Seeing Director Ophiuchus's toothache-like expression, the red-haired chief curled his lips in dissatisfaction, then spat out a bean-sized bronze whistle, and then opened his mouth towards Leon who was thirty meters away.
"Come here, it's really gone this time!"
"Need not."
After staring at the whistle spit out by the red-haired chief and confirming that it was the [Sleeping Throat Whistle] that could make the soul fall asleep through conversation, Leon shook off the yellow mud stuck on his ears, hid behind a wall made of foxes, rats and armadillos, and spoke with vigilance:
"Just say it right there, I can hear you!"
"It's really gone this time!"
"It doesn't matter whether there is one or not, just stand there and talk!"
"..."
I am really annoyed by you guys who are so cunning...
Seeing the two people gesturing at a distance of more than 30 meters, one insisting on asking the other party to come over to talk, and the other refusing to get close, Director Ophiuchus' mouth twitched in the chair, and then he couldn't help but say:
"Can you two just start talking? I'm...eh?"
Along with a strange beating sound, Director Ophiuchus' heartbeat strangely delayed for half a second, and then all the blood in his body suddenly rushed back, uncontrollably gathering towards his back.
This is... the Crimson Heart? ! ! !
Director Snake suddenly realized something was wrong and turned around. He was shocked to find that there was a hole the size of a grain of rice on the back of the old chair that the God of Food asked him to sit on.
As he twisted his body, the cover on the back of the old chair was torn, revealing a small palm-sized mirror embedded inside. A corner of a huge crimson heart was peeking out of the small mirror, and it was stuck tightly to Director Snake's heart through the flesh on his back.
"We can talk now."
After waving his hand to send all the small animals in front of him back to the mountain, Leon, who had inserted his right hand into a mirror, let out a long breath, then pinched the Crimson Heart and drew blood violently, pointing at the Snake Director whose face had turned blue, and shouted loudly to the red-haired director thirty meters away:
"Chief! I've caught him. You've already lost!"
"Before I came to you, I went to His Excellency Taurus to get the Crimson Heart. Now I can drain his blood at any time! Even if I can't kill him, I can destroy his body directly! Make him lose the heroic bloodline of the East Karawen Kingdom! You..."
You've learned bad things~
After looking at the Snake Director who was shaking like a sieve and rolling his eyes because of his blood being drawn, the red-haired director couldn't help but shook his head. Then he looked at Leon who was thirty meters away, opened his mouth and stuck out his tongue, revealing a slightly smug smile.
But I'm still a little worse~
? ! ! !
Looking at the bronze whistle as big as a soybean that was exposed under the red-haired director's pink tongue, Leon's pupils suddenly shrank, and then he stretched out his hand and grabbed the Crimson Heart, ready to kill Director Ophiuchus first!
However, after "talking" with the red-haired director for several sentences, he had already been put under the effect of several layers of [Sleeping Whistle], and his palms became limp before he could even use any force.
Under the stimulation of the director's 69-point infection value, this inconspicuous little whistle exerted an extremely terrifying effect. Even though Lyon relied on [Materialism] to offset almost % of its effect, he was still forcibly dragged into a short sleep.
And not only Lyon himself, but all the things connected to Lyon with the help of the [Soft Rice Badge], including the Lily City with a total area of nearly 10,000 square kilometers, were sent into a peaceful dream along with Lyon's consciousness.
(End of this chapter)