Son of the Olden Days

Soul Eater, is the ancient name of the kingdom during the calendar period.

In today's magic illustration book, it has another name, Abyss Demon Vine.

The naming of flowers is actually not correct, because the whole body of the whole bead plant has no bright green color, and there is no structure such as flower buds and stamens. It's just that the densely thorny blades of grass diverge at the top, giving it a slightly flowery appearance.

If you don't look closely in the wilderness, you might think it is a leafy weed.

The detailed description of it in the illustrated book is that it is drought tolerant and will slowly migrate to choose the living environment. Most of them feed on the flesh and blood of living creatures, especially the mouthparts and roots are extremely penetrating and resistant to high temperatures, and can even take root in shallow magma.

Relying on spiky mouthparts to inject venom into living objects for hunting, it can gain certain thinking ability by swallowing intelligent life for a long time, which belongs to low intelligent life.

It is said that a soul eater can live for thousands of years if it has enough flesh and blood for food.

However, it is a slow-passive plant and does not react instantly when a living thing approaches like the common fang piranha. Only when a living thing stays within its contact range for a period of time, it will launch an attack.

There are two poison sacs in the strain, one is filled with paralytic toxin, which has a severe paralytic effect, with rapid onset but short duration. The other is filled with highly corrosive liquid, used to melt the flesh and blood of living creatures into its own nutrients.

Looking at the dozen or so soul-eaters in front of him, Saul always felt that they were conscious, although they weren't like the magic word grass, screaming and fleeing when they were pulled from the ground.

Carefully extract the paralyzing toxin, Thor prepares to grind the excess venom into powder and save it for later use.

When everything was in place, Sol and Shuggs met the streamed firefighter named Fenty as scheduled. She is said to be very popular on the streets of Grayscreen.

She is indeed a beautiful woman. She is in her early twenties, wearing a low-cut and half-covered dance skirt. Judging from the outline of the convex dots through the front, it is obvious that she has nothing inside.

Coquettish, seductive, exuding the smell of cheap perfume.

Thor described in detail the parts of the whole plan that needed her participation, and paid the price of fifty silver wolves for this.

If calculated on the basis of overnight money, this is equivalent to Fenty's income for a whole year, after all, she can't pick up guests every day, otherwise those humanoid siege hammers would have made her unable to get out of bed.

After getting a satisfactory price, Fendi was in a good mood, and she promised to leave Grey Screen town in time afterwards.

"I can accompany you all night for free, whether you come one by one or the two of you together." Fenty had a charming smile on his face.

Saul smiled and shook his head. Shuggs was very shaken, but in the end he could only give up painfully. He was afraid that Saul would ignite the fire in his backyard.

One night later, when Patton wandered the street with a few of his men, Fendi's charm came into play.

After negotiating the price in ambiguous teasing, everyone came to Fenty's new home on the edge of the wealthy area. Patton only left two of his men guarding the door, and the others scattered for their own delights.

This temporary residence was carefully selected by Sol and has a concealed back door.

When playing with Liu Ying, people who understand the mood like to drink two glasses and have a little foreplay, and those who are rude are usually eager to take off their pants and just have a mess. As a veteran, Button thinks he belongs to the former.

After drinking and drinking, his life finally came to an end.

This is the case with the dark fight, sometimes as long as the entry point is correct, it is not even difficult to talk about. Even if a certain aspect of the plan is beyond expectations, you can quietly retreat and look for opportunities for layout again.

Thor and Shuggs entered through the back door, set up a sluggish Button, and plugged it out through the gap under the eastern retaining wall. The reason why Patton was sent away without using strong poison was because Sol still had an important question to ask him.

From the appearance, Patton is just an ordinary brawny man, even a little honest in his face.

The despicableness of humanity never shows up on the face.

"What are you...what? Who are you?" Barton gradually recovered from the paralysis, and saw a strange boy squatting beside him, silently looking at him.

In fact, he didn't faint, he could hear, see, and probably knew the whole process. It's just that the body can't move, and the stagnant thinking is a bit incoherent, and it's only at this time that it really recovers and regains language skills.

"I'm sending you one last ride." Sol's voice was calm.

Hearing Saul's answer, Patton's eyes were a bit gloomy for an instant, but he soon noticed his situation at the moment.

From the surrounding environment, it should be somewhere in the wilderness. The part below his neck was buried in the soil, only his head was exposed.

It stands to reason that he could easily climb out of the ground with his second-order strength, but he only noticed the pain from his limbs after exerting his strength. It seemed that his hands and hamstrings had been picked up, and he had lost his mobility. Patton felt a little heavy.

"Friend, look at your young age, don't talk about life and death easily. I don't know who asked you to deal with me, but there are solutions to many problems in this world..." Since there is no chance to do it, Button is ready to press Come the way you are used to talking.

Saul waved his hand to interrupt him before he was finished.

"I don't have time to listen to your story. Today you will inevitably die, even if the gods appear in this world, it's useless. The only difference is that you can choose whether to die faster or die more tortuously."

"How do you think I survived in the wilderness all these years? Even if you cut off my hands and feet in front of me now, you think I will frown." Patton suppressed the violent anger in his eyes and signaled that he was a man. A tough guy who is not afraid of pain.

"Serious pain? No, I think you have misunderstood." Sol said while pulling a tightly covered jar from the side, pouring a little so that Patton could see most of the jar with arthropod maggots, and then he was right. Button explained:

"This is a brood bloodworm, commonly called blood anvil. I will sprinkle them on the ground around your head like wheat seeds in spring. Don't worry, they will not be interested in your head. They will get into the soil. , And finally found your body happily."

"They will get into your body, and then continue to advance and gnaw. Use your body as a nest, absorb nutrients, lay eggs, reproduce, and finally make their kingdom regain its glory. But in order to maintain a stable living environment, they should It won't completely hollow out your body."

"It is said that this kind of insects are only interested in the flesh and blood under the ground. I have always had doubts about this. I would like to try to see if they will go up your neck and eat your brain, out of your eye sockets. climb out."

"So after you die, I should stay here for a while to get a true conclusion."

"Oh~hhh~hhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh... One.

Listening to Saul's cold voice and his severely neurotic appearance, and thinking about the terrible scenes caused by the bugs, Patton felt a deep fear, and suddenly a cold sweat remained.

"Peng...friend, please let me go, I am willing to pay any price."

"It doesn't make sense, the tendons and hamstrings are broken. Are you sure you will have the courage to live under the name of waste in the future?"

Barton's eyes rolled around. In fact, the hamstrings and hamstrings can be recovered if they are broken, but they need timely treatment and the assistance of external forces. For example, medicines and splints, the supply of various resources must also be guaranteed, as well as the premise of a long recovery period.

"Yes, my friend, I promise never to hate you, I..."

Thor waved his hand again.

"After talking so much, I am a little tired. In fact, I have a question to ask you, how did you get promoted from the first to the second, or what happened in the process from the first to the second?" , Sol asked what he really cared about.

He knew that he would eventually reach the first level, because the promotion of the first level was still safe, it was nothing more than the accumulation of time and demons.

But Tier 1 to Tier 2 is said to have a risk of death, and that is what I will eventually face on the way forward, so Saul wants to ask from Barton, the only Tier 2 professional he has ever come into contact with.

Button was stunned, but he didn't expect that the other party would suddenly come up with a question with a normal breath. Only then did he notice that Saul himself was an ordinary person, not even the first order.

"I don't know." Butt replied after thinking for a moment.

"It seems that you chose the second method of death." Since he couldn't ask, Saul was not too disappointed.

Seeing Saul dragging the jar with the disgusting bug next to him again, Patton almost cried in fright.

"No, friend, listen to me, I didn't lie to you. I only slept for one night from the ordinary person to the first-order, but I slept for 23 days from the first-order to the second-order, and my friends around me told me that, as for I really don't know what happened." Button said quickly.

Seeing Barton's panic, Saul suddenly felt that what he said might be true, after all, the question he raised wasn't an earth-shattering secret.

It's just that this answer is a bit weird.

go to bed? It's that simple?

Could it be that if you have absorbed enough demons, you can be promoted as long as you sleep for a night or a few days? Then why does someone not wake up after sleeping for more than ten years? What happened in the middle?

"Then have you ever dreamed during the twenty-three days when you fell asleep? Did anything happen in the dream?" Sol tried to ask his own guess.

"No, it feels like twenty-three days later when you close your eyes and open your eyes again." Patton answered truthfully.

Sol was lost in thought.

Obviously, things are not that simple. Even if you have the courage and determination to move forward, the real scary thing is that you don't even know what you have to face. Is it fighting? Or what cruel torture? Sol couldn't help adding a touch of dignity in his heart.

The advancement seemed to have become an insoluble mystery, and it seemed that only after he had absorbed enough demonic souls, he had to bear it with his life.

Since he couldn't think of the result, Saul didn't worry anymore, he uncovered the jar easily, and poured it around Patton's head.

"...You, damn, please, I answered, you're not keeping promises, wait, I..." Patton screamed, watching the dense insects in front of him no longer have room to speak. He quickly turned his head and crushed a few with his chin.

But it's useless. This kind of insects are not afraid of people, nor will they run away in a panic. Their limbs are used to dig soil and drill meat. Soon, there was no more bug around Patton, only a few traces of the soil being loosened.

Desperate Button completely collapsed, cursing for a while, begging for mercy, already incoherent.

Saul looked at Barton calmly, with a sadness that flew across the deep sea in his heart.

Precia has cried for mercy like this before, right? Then...you ate her, haha...

Turning over the jar with the vent hole and buckling it upside down on Patton's head, Saul stopped paying attention.

"You don't seem to be too happy?" Shuggs squatted down beside Saul with some doubts. The plan went so smoothly without any twists and turns. Isn't this worth celebrating?

Seeing Button wailing in the jar ahead, Saul shook his head.

"I would rather have their brother come together this time, or his brother will come first."

"Just because of his brother Ivan Semir's title of ‘good plot’?" Shuggs grasped the point.

"It's not easy to get such a title in the wilderness. Brothers are usually very closely related. This time he sent his brother away first. I suspect that we have played the card of ‘fighting with the dark’."

Shuggs's expression was a little shocked. He remembered that Thor had said that when they held the card of Dark Strike, they had a great chance of winning, and once they lost this card, it was likely to be a dead end.

However, Schuges has always been bad at these illusory guesses and layouts, and pessimism is not his style.

"I will continue to keep an eye on the news from all quarters." Shuggs said.

Saul patted him on the shoulder.

...

It was another long night.

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