Colonize Alien

The Butcher's Room doesn't look like a normal elf at all, he's more of an orc in that regard - he likes to use the skulls of his slain enemies as collectibles.

That's right, most of the walls of the butcher's room are filled with the skulls of powerful opponents that he thinks are worth collecting.

Although the butcher really likes the feeling of squeezing the enemy's head with his hands, and even a little addicted, once he encounters an opponent who is really worth fighting, he will be careful not to hurt the opponent's head, because only in this way can he collect the most Perfect skull!

This is the proof of his own merit!

In his spare time, the butcher will always take out tools to maintain and play with these collections, just as collectors on earth treat their antiques.

Since being assigned to guard the elf king's gang in this castle, the butcher has always had a lot of free time, just like now.

"Boom, boom, boom."

Hearing the knock on the door, the butcher put down the skull and sandpaper he was grinding and said, "Come in."

The one who pushed in the door was the maid who was in charge of delivering meals to the Elf King.

"My lord, this is the pseudo-king's dinner today."

The butcher nodded, skillfully took out the small wooden bottle containing the poison from his arms, pulled out the lid and poured a tablespoon of powder into the porridge, then stirred it up, repeating the instructions to repeat every time.

"Okay, here's today's portion. Remember, you have to watch the guy eat all the porridge before it comes out!"

"I understand, my lord." After speaking, the maid hesitated for a while, but said again, "Sir, there is something I need to tell you."

The butcher, who had already picked up the skull and sandpaper to continue polishing his collection, said casually without raising his head:

"Go ahead."

"My lord, it seems that the medicine you put in the fake king porridge didn't work. Although he is a lot weaker, he is in good spirits and has no signs of running out of fuel. I'm worried that it won't be possible in the time requested by His Majesty. complete the task.”

The butcher stopped his work, thought for a moment and asked, "Are you sure? He really wasn't affected too much?"

"Yes, my lord, at least not in the last two months."

"This is troublesome..." The butcher thought for a while and said, "Since that guy has become weak, it means that the medicine is working. I'm afraid he is too resistant to the plague. Really, I didn't expect that waste family. There are some advantages.

Well, you go to the other prisoners tomorrow to collect some pus to add to the meal, since that guy must die of the plague, then we'll give him the plague. "

"Yes, I see."

After saying that, the maid walked out with the dinner plate.

Arriving in front of the thick gate where Elf King Karroso was imprisoned, the guard unlocked the door, and the maid pushed in.

"Your Majesty, it's time for dinner."

Elf King Carlosso looked at the maid coldly: "Is that kind of drugged thing again? Those can't kill me! I think you'd better just be quick and give me a knife, so that everyone will know at the funeral. Who is Nielsa!"

The maid sneered and handed the poisoned porridge to Carlosso: "Since Your Majesty said that you are going to die from the plague, then you must die from the plague!

There will be more in your porridge from tomorrow and you know what it will be. "

What else could it be, they all said that they were going to die from the plague, could they still give him a piece of meat?

Carlosso stared at the maid and said angrily: "Of course I know what will be added in it, but before I drink it, I will tear off your mask and pour some for you. You should taste the porridge that you brought. What a taste!"

The maid smiled unconcernedly: "Since your time is running out, I might as well remind you a little - Your Majesty will always leave a way out before you fight!

In the absence of an antidote, how could His Majesty use the plague that could devour him as a weapon? In fact, the people who can take care of you in this castle are His Majesty's most loyal servants. Several companions who were unfortunately infected with the plague have already accepted the medicine given by His Majesty, so even if you poured those porridges into me, there is no harm in the slightest. usefulness. "

Carlosso was stunned for a moment, then became furious: "That **** conspirator really has medicine! He even put the safety of all elves at risk for his own conspiracy!? Does he not know how many elves will die innocently by doing so? !?"

The maid smiled indifferently and said, "If you care so much about them, why don't you die quickly? As long as you are dead, Your Majesty can take out the antidote with peace of mind, and then the cloud of plague covering Luna Island will disappear. will be dispelled!

Think about it, as long as you die one day earlier, hundreds of elves will be saved because of this. Isn't this your last contribution to the elves? "

"You bastard!"

At this moment, a few strange insect sounds came from the foot of the bed~www.wuxiaspot.com~ The maid with quick eyes and fast feet stepped on the insect as soon as she found it.

Feeling the strange touch on the soles of her feet, the maid went down and looked carefully at the monster that she had just trampled to death. Apart from all kinds of strange fragments, there was no liquid at all!

This is obviously not some kind of bug in nature.

Reaching out and picking up a piece of debris, it was the shell of a bug, a metal shell that was thin but extremely strong.

Inside the bug is something incomprehensible, like metal but not metal, but not wood or ceramic.

"What the **** is this weird thing?"

Suddenly, the maid's face changed greatly, and she realized a problem - it doesn't matter what the strange bug is, what matters is that the place where it appeared is the room of the false king Carlosso!

Just when the maid's attention was all on the corpse of the bug, she didn't realize that the Elf King Carlosso was silently standing behind her.

"You found out."

"Varied……"

Hearing Carlosso's grim voice, the maid hurriedly got up and turned around, but her neck was twisted all of a sudden. She stared at Carlosso's empty hands, and she didn't understand where the magic seal on his hand went. .

In fact, after getting in touch with Carloso, the base dispatched several waves of mechanical worms, and the magic ring of the micro-cutters delivered by these mechanical worms has long been removed!

"It's really worth dying for!"

Carlosso stared coldly at the corpse of the maid on the ground and began to move his body. The insect chirping just now was the signal that he had agreed to before, which meant that Bai Gang and the others were about to attack. , he must be ready.

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