Spider demons have attributes

"If I could be reincarnated again."

"Next time, I hope to be able to make a ball of briquettes."

Horn said so.

After hearing the white demons say that they were going to throw the container into the blood of Hickmos, Horn knew that he had reached the point.

"What are you crying for?"

"In the face of death, maybe you little briquettes will cry for me, Horn."

Horn's heart warmed,

I thought that the little coal balls were crying for him who was in danger, but it turned out that he was overthinking it. The little coal balls sat in a row, looking at the black blood of Hickmos from a distance, with tears streaming down their faces.

""

"It turns out you weren't crying for me, Hun Dan."

Horn retracted his emotion and watched as nearby containers were thrown into the blood mass one by one.

The iron cages were placed regularly by the white demons, and then thrown into the blood one by one. The white demons looked in awe when they treated the blood of Hickmos, and they would not get too close to the black blood.

Instead, he chose to use a teleportation circle burned on a big tree, hoping to throw the container into the blood through the magic circle.

From beginning to end,

No white demon would go near or near the blood of Hickmos.

In Horn's eyes, he didn't care at all why the white demons were so afraid of their legendary commander.

Master Hickmos shouted,

In the end, you dislike it so much?

As a container, Horn was more concerned about the fate of the same container. When the white demons created the teleportation circle, they began to move the container and threw the monsters and cages into the teleportation circle.

The magic circle lights up,

The container fell from the other end of the magic circle and fell into the black blood. Then a sizzling sound was heard. The monster container and the cage were melted into a plume of smoke by the blood on the spot.

"Hiss~~~~~"

"this"

"I"

Horn was so shocked that he couldn't say a word for a long time.

The scene just now was simply too shabby. The monster containers and iron cages that fell into the blood were just like cotton that fell into the magma. They were melted instantly in just one breath.

There wasn't even a ripple on the surface of the blood.

"The quality of the container is not good."

The leader, Como, looked sad. He squirmed his insect body to the place where the container was placed, and scanned the monsters in the iron cage.

The monsters trembled,

It's not because he's afraid of Como, the leader of the white demons, but because he's afraid that he will be the next one thrown into the teleportation array. Although these containers are destined to be fed into the black blood, in the face of death, they still hope to live a little longer. meeting.

"Don't be afraid, containers."

Como suddenly said,

"It is your honor to be chosen as the container for Lord Hickmos' blood. As long as you are willing to completely let go of your heart, Hickmos will not reject you."

"Lord Hickmos is willing to accept any creature, and any clan can become the next Hickmos."

Como's words were confusing, he pointed at the black blood and said, "Those containers that touch the blood do not die, but become part of Lord Hickmos, and you will also exist in this form,

certainly! You can also take the place of Hickmos! Don't resist, don't be afraid, give your soul completely to Xickmos.

As long as you can survive this time, you will be a being that scares all monsters! "

Como tried to appease the monster inside the container,

Some monsters listened, especially some containers with purple or gold names. They had remained quiet since they stayed in the iron cage. After Hickmos' blood was extracted from the earth, they looked at Black Blood's His eyes were full of fanaticism from beginning to end,

As if they knew what they were about to face and longed to merge with the black blood,

And more container monsters look more like they were captured by force. No matter what the leader of the white demons, Como, says, they always look like they are afraid of death.

Naturally, it also included Horn,

Horn had long been immune to chicken soup, and he was thinking more about how to jump into the black blood in a more beautiful posture, so that his spider career would end in a more exciting way.

The leader of the white demons, Como, gave the container monsters some psychological counseling, then turned around and told his tribesmen to prepare more containers.

The monsters were transported into the blood one after another,

Soon it was Horn's turn;

The little briquettes jumped on Horn's back, looking very excited.

Horn was speechless and said: "Your eldest brother is about to die, why are you so excited? You really think that I am as immortal as you."

The little briquette’s eyes were fixed on the black blood.

The white devil who was responsible for moving the iron cage stared at the spider devil angrily, "You are lucky, if it weren't for the scarcity of qualified containers, I would have eaten you little spider devil long ago."

Horn was not afraid of anything now. After all, he was almost dead, so he said, "Isn't it just using my little ability to trick you white devils? You don't need to be so stingy."

"You!" Bai Mo was startled: "You can talk?"

"Nonsense, I thought you were the only one who could talk." Horn said angrily: "Hey, not only can I talk, but I even heard you and your companions talking bad about the leader. Why, kill me."

"You hit me, you hit me, you hit me?"

Horn just showed off, and then started frantically greetings in various languages,

Regarding language fluency, Horn thinks he is not good at it.

But when it comes to swear words,

Horn is a professional;

His first language teacher was swearing.

Swear words in various Hermetic language systems are spoken, and they are said in different ways. I use my many years of swearing experience to create various new swear words.

Fresh and refined, simple and easy to understand.

The white devil, a flower that lives in a greenhouse language environment, has suffered from the dimensionality reduction blow from another world, and has been greeted affectionately with all kinds of fancy swear words.

The white demons were so angry that they almost exploded on the spot.

There were even white demons who couldn't bear the scolding and wanted to secretly kill the spider demon in the iron cage.

The leader on the edge, Como, kept a close eye on him.

Even if the white devils are full of anger, they can only endure it.

Horn was very happy with the scolding.

But that's all,

The white demons gritted their teeth and carried him to the teleportation circle.

"Nub Demon! Become the nourishment of Lord Xickmos!"

"Damn the bastard nerubians!"

"Great Hickmos, please help me punish this despicable spider demon."

"How can there be a spider demon like you!"

"A nerubian like you deserves to be left in the hands of your tormentors."

"Die now, spider demon!"

In the midst of the white devil’s scolding,

Horn was thrown into the teleportation array, the light lit up, and the next thing that appeared in front of Horn's eyes was a huge ball of black blood.

Horn smiled slightly, and before he died, he successfully demonstrated his trolling skills and fought with the swarms of insects. This life was not in vain.

My spider life is full of regrets!

falling slowly,

Zi~~~~

Horn and the iron cage that imprisoned him fell into Hickmos' blood and turned into a wisp of smoke.

"Ah~~"

"Bonika!"

The little coal ball followed behind, jumping into the black blood with the big brother without hesitation.