Is this the malice of the abyss?

Or is it a torture of the soul?

If the other party is unhappy when you sit down, you will have a highly poisonous version of Thousand Years Killing. Wouldn’t that be very satisfying?

In this world, the standard practice for poisoning is to use a dagger to cut a cross on the wound, so that the poisonous blood cannon fodder can be sacrificed to suck away the poisonous blood.

If you encounter a very poison that you are not sure about, it is usually a hero who has broken his arm or something.

Now that I am really poisoned, can I mark a cross on my brother? Or directly... to cut off forever?

The brighter the color of nature, the more toxic it is. Animals and plants that are confident in self-protection are used to alert all predators in this way.

If non-toxic animals and plants are not strong enough, they basically rely on running and discolored skills to protect themselves.

Not everyone dares to sit down the poison chair made of Blue Ring Octopus Tentacles.

Several messengers felt a chill rising from their tail vertebra to the back of their heads. Not to mention their scalp, even dandruff was frozen.

Wang Hao raised his hand and Miss Parana retreated silently.

The Black Claw Messenger, the Lizard Man Grae shook his claws, and an anthropomorphic face was full of disdain: "I represent the powerful Black Claw Me, I won't sit."

After saying that, he stood with his hands behind his back, with an expression of "I'm a big man, you dare not treat me."

I originally wanted to argue with Wang Hao's Light of Order and the Neutral Sect's Envoy was no longer anxious, and they were waiting to watch the show.

Wang Hao sneered in his heart, and his eyes in the cracks of the black-faced armored eyes suddenly glared.

[Fear Aura] Full power!

Plus the release of dark aura!

Since it is Demon King Armor, it naturally has the shape of Demon King Armor!

[Silent Abyss] The most terrifying thing is not its own power, but its ability to imprison all enemies in weak states, as well as the enemies killed by its master, and turn them into their own strength and nutrients.

Although this set of armor was in ruins in Wang Hao's hands and his previous savings had long dissipated, which one of the prisoners and the enemies he killed in Wang Hao was a weak rookie?

The resentment of ghost warriors, ghost crab demon generals, and even demon queens when suffering, as well as the destruction of the body of the Ptolemy's 13th mummy, all the dead aura and resentment of the existence of the strong and elites gathered together and merged into one voice.

"No! You want to!"

In the darkness, it seemed as if billions of unjust souls rushed over and turned into an invisible giant hand, grabbed the lizardman's face hard, rubbed its face with resentment, and then pressed him tightly on his seat.

It was just a little bit short of that, and the lizardman urinated.

However, just before the Black Claw Messenger's incontinence, the terrifying resentment and power that were poured on his shoulder disappeared in an instant, as if Jason Momoa had never put pressure on him.

The Black Claw Messenger and the four minions were originally orcs and were not wearing any clothes. At this time, they could clearly see that their backs were shining with water, and they were sweating profusely.

The guy from the kind and neutral camp is very pleasant at first glance.

Then Jason's sharp eyes quickly fell on them.

The old man with white hair was a little anxious, but the light of order Longer Butters smiled: "Since this is the way of treating guests by the Abyss, I'm not polite."

He actually sat up carelessly.

Seeing this situation, the white-haired old man didn't mind anymore and sat down with two neutral envoys.

In addition to the poisonous and a little wet feeling, it is actually not much different from the softer sofa when you sit on it.

He seemed quite satisfied with the messengers' performance, and Wang Haojian's cold voice seemed to be a little softer.

The metal fingertip made a clanging snap, and a cat man suddenly entered through the stone door beside him. Each cat man steadily pressed a tray on his forehead and delivered it to each guest.

"Meow!" The big oranges and the others showed their flattering smiles.

Wang Hao spread his right palm: "The visitor is a guest! I am new here and there are not many good things to greet. Please give me a look at the Qingquan in this city and the lobster meatballs that are unique to us. Don't worry, it's not poisonous."

Originally, someone wanted to provide a blue-ringed octopus meatball, but I still thought it was a bit weird.

Qingquan is nothing, the lobster meatballs make the messenger and follower feel delicious and fresh. The lobster meatballs are made with a toothpick fork, which makes them convenient and delicious.

Those who can come out as messengers have some knowledge of Taoism. Whether the scalp is numb or the other party greets you warmly, they still have to continue the conversation.

Jacob, the old man with white hair, pretended to be pried open by food, gently wiped the sauce on the corner of his mouth with the white handkerchief handed over by the cat man, and bowed slightly to Wang Hao: "Thank you for your hospitality, in fact, we have nothing big to do this time. First, we hope to see what the new lord exists. Second, we represent Liusha City, and hope to reach a certain trade agreement with the adults."

"That's it?" Wang Hao supported his chin with his right hand, and his eyes were full of fun.

The Order Light Messenger Long Ge sneered: "Of course that's all. If you are the lord who goes crazy and chaotic evil camp at any time, then my body is the declaration of war by Order Light on you!"

Wang Hao deliberately pretended not to understand the hostility in his words, and he acted a little surprised: "Oh? I didn't expect that there are nine camps in this world?"

Jacob was slightly stunned, and then his white eyebrows stood up with joy: "It's a civilized person who knows the nine camps, so it's better to speak. Yes, this is the place where gods exiled prisoners and disagreements. This was once a chaotic place for wanton killing, but after a long period of evolution, a new order has gradually formed here."

The Black Claw Messenger was very impatient: "Just tacit understanding!"

Old man Jacob was not annoyed, nor did he correct the words of the Lizardman messenger: "All forces here will give priority to the existence of attempting to conquer this world by means of death, plague and destruction."

Wang Hao's fingertip scratched the position of the metal mask's chin, and he was thinking: In other words, if the undead wizard who wanted to turn this place into a country of death, would he be besieged and killed immediately?

Grae shone black claws: "Hmph! Don't worry about these guardians. Join the Black Claw Association, and we can use our strength to rewrite all the laws on this land."

"You evil heretics who can't do anything except kill and spread fear! I should have been you on the way!" Long Ge Butters stood up and emitted an orange-yellow light all over his body, like a... salted egg yolk?

"Come on! Who is afraid of whom?" The orcs clamored, and one of the tiger men, who was quite close to the minotaur, stomped on the ground with one of the claws and let out a mighty roar.

Who knows...

"Crash!" With a sound of water, most people had not reacted. A gray-brown pliers suddenly came out of the water. The pliers were like the wind, and they slapped the tiger man away with a "splash".

Everyone saw the tiger man like a lump, being slapped on the wall of the cave reflecting green fluorescence, and then slid into the water.
Chapter completed!