MTL - Dawn of the Grey Tower-Chapter 986 gagging

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In some schools or ideas, water is the origin of all things. It is not difficult to understand that there are various liquids such as blood, snot, pus, etc. in the human body, and the same is true for other intelligent creatures and animals. Only those elemental beings have solid matter in their bodies, and they are not often considered living beings.

But at the same time, people also clearly realize that although their life is inseparable from water, just like a baby can't return to its mother's belly after being born and grown up, life that has been separated from water can no longer live in water for a long time. . When the water reaches the ankles, it can make it difficult to move, when the water reaches the knees, it becomes disturbing, and when the water reaches the waist, it is frightening, and the water surface reaches the chest.

Bottomless water is like a life-threatening sickle. In the messy room, the hair of the two mages began to spread out in waves, as if they were really washed by the current. It's just that Cheese and Russell have been prepared for a long time. Although their bodies seem to be affected by false water bodies, their breathing is still smooth.

In contrast, Fake Mighty Road is indeed suffering from a disaster, there is no real water in the abyss, and even after living in the rush for so many years, the devil has not tried to learn to swim. Because the best way not to be drowned by water is to stay away from it, as long as you always stand on the shore, there is naturally no danger. Fake Widow upholds this principle to this day.

"Gulu, uh, gululu!" The demon wanted to say something, but when he opened his mouth, only a black smoke was emitted. It's fun right? Obviously there is no real water here, but everything seems to be underwater.

This is exactly the housekeeping method of the drowned. The closed space is transformed into an invisible water prison without buoyancy through rituals, and the chances of escaping from here are very slim. What's more, the devil is still bound by cheese, and he can't even move his body, let alone escape the fate of drowning. However, this magic is also considered to be hidden, especially in the face of non-human creatures.

The reason is very simple. All creatures have the instinct to survive. If they can't kill each other immediately, this slow killing method is likely to lead to unexpected counterattacks. Especially for the existence of demons, their full outburst is a predictable threat.

On the verge of drowning, Fake Widow began to vomit. He opened his mouth and began to spit out something, first mucus, then small pieces of debris.

Russell's expression tried his best to remain calm. His digestive system was churning, as if a slender stirring rod that could just catch his throat was inserted down the base of his tongue, stirring his stomach.

It was not pure nausea, but a sense of compulsive vomiting. If it wasn't for the drowning people, it was almost unavoidable to start vomiting with the fake majesty. The devil is trying to spread some strange disease.

The vomiting continued, and after the **** was broken, pieces of meat of different sizes began to spew out of the demon's mouth. These pieces of meat instinctively felt dangerous. Weird danger, because chunks of meat are dead things that have lost their lives, and should at best make people uncomfortable or nauseated, and those fists or anything less than this size should not be a source of threat.

Unless they weren't simple, sure enough, the drowned man was keen to see that some of the meat was mixed with hair or bone, which slightly changed his expression. And when those pieces of meat floated in the air and began to absorb the surrounding debris and mucus like plankton in the sea, Russell's expression was even more ugly.

"Gollum!"

Cheese saw those weird vomits from behind, and he couldn't immediately judge the essence of those things, but he still reacted quickly. With the sound of bubbles rising, some sea animals made of ink began to stretch out from the pre-prepared ink bottles.

Most of them are squid, octopus with brachiopods, and jellyfish, sea anemones with a large number of tentacles. The bizarre biome of ink obeyed the mage's wishes and began to approach the pieces of meat, and they stretched their arms toward it, trying to prevent the other party from continuing to expand and merge.

The room in the Goblin Research Institute was like a sea in a dream. Creatures made of jet-black ink attacked the strange flesh floating in the water. They were either whipping or trying to wrap their bodies, trying to remove the flesh. Blocks are crushed or devoured.

But the things that were spit out by the demon showed no signs of being eliminated. On the contrary, as the vomiting became more intense, more scalp-tingling things were spit out from the demon's mouth.

Does this guy never digest it? Russell could not open his mouth to say this, because the spell of drowning would be lifted once broken by words, after all, it is impossible to speak in water. He could only silently change the false current, trying to keep the vomit off with eddies and rapids.

Whatever they are or what they are doing, hindering the trend will presumably slow its progress. The situation seemed to be exactly as Russell had hoped, until the demon spat a skull out of its mouth.

light, disappeared. If it was said that there was a bright shallow water before, then when the strange skull was spit out, it quickly descended and fell into the dark and deep water.

Hunger comes quietly, making people mad, empty-headed, belly like fire, hungry, very hungry, longing for warm food to fill the stomach, longing for delicious taste to satisfy the tongue. The skull opened and closed slightly, as if chewing some kind of food.

Cheese narrowed his eyes slightly, and immediately shouted, "Broken!"

Immediately, the magic subsided, and the ink and meat in the air fell to the ground. The former was smashed into a smudge, and the latter began to make a sizzling hiss after touching the magic circle on the ground. But this is not the purpose. With the lifting of the drowning spell, the light has returned here again. Although the skull is still weird, it is not so scary compared to before. UU reading www.uukanshu. com

"Attack him directly, don't let him spit out more!" At this point, Cheese had probably guessed what the fake Wei Dao spit out, it was the food he swallowed as a gourmet.

To be precise, the pain and fear of beings eaten by demon gourmets. Hidden in the demon's belly, they fermented and fermented these bizarre and bizarre things, mixed with his near-infinite appetite and craving for deliciousness.

From the perspective of psychic spells, every piece of meat is a rather terrifying grievance, but in this space tightly controlled by Cheese, those grievances cannot be separated from the meat itself to function, and it is worth smoking. The more discrete resentments and appetites around, expand like instincts.

Ironically, the original owners of these flesh and blood died from the gluttony of demons, and after being infected, they themselves became insatiable devourers, exuding unbearable hunger.

Everything in front of him proves that Cheese's judgment is very wise. The fake majesty just looks harmless. This demon has accumulated something other than power without knowing it. If you let him go, sooner or later. cause disaster.

The biggest possibility is a hunger plague that swept the entire torrent, and everyone would devour all the flesh and blood around them like a hungry ghost until they lost all vitality. The devil restrains his gluttony with delicious food. This is indeed very clever, but it will not last long. One day, his taste will be too high to be satisfied, and then the pleasure of gluttony will bring backlash and overwhelm everything.

"Easy to say, what should I do with these things?" Russell tried a few magics with little success, so he couldn't help but say. Immediately afterwards, the demon opened his mouth again and spat out something.

"Ouch!"