Due to the bewitchment from the outside world and the long-term use of the devil's power, Lysis gradually could no longer control his consciousness.
While roaring, the sulfur smell on his body continued to increase.
Witnessing this change with his own eyes, Sherlock was also in a dilemma.
In the previous battle with Xososai, he had exhausted the dragon power he had finally saved, and now he did not have enough power to turn the tide.
Therefore, if you want to stop this endless stream of sahuagin, Lysis's power is crucial. If the opponent completely falls into the abyss, with the power of the devil behind him, things will be much easier with the cooperation of the two.
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But as a friend who had worked together before, he really didn't want to see the other party abandon his beliefs, even if it was to save other people's lives.
But it was clear that I could risk my own life in order to save these innocent sea elves before, but now if I disregard the lives of these people in order to stick to my beliefs, isn't it a bit putting the cart before the horse?
Even Shylock, an outsider, can imagine the contradictions in this. As a person who has experienced it personally, it is naturally even more difficult for Lysis to make a choice.
"Why!"
"I just want to live quietly, why do you have to force me!" Lexis slapped away a dozen acquaintances with his sword and roared loudly at the high platform in the distance.
"Why!"
"Because of your stupidity, cowardice, incompetence, and your pitiful compassion!" Maxian's vicious words continued to stimulate the opponent's nerves. "As long as you have strong enough power, naturally no one will dare to force you anymore."
To be honest, what this npc said does make sense. In a world like the Forgotten Kingdom where weakness is original sin and the strong can overcome everything, the pursuit of more powerful power seems to be an always correct proposition.
Countless people are working hard for this, even at the expense of their feelings, dignity, beliefs and all the things that are most precious to people.
That’s why the devil’s business is so good. Who wouldn’t like this kind of power that can be obtained without any effort?
Even if you don't like it, the cruel reality will sometimes force you to take this step.
Just like Lexis right now!
The power of the devil allowed him to resist the attack of the sahuagin, and at the same time it was gradually eroding his heart. This feeling was as uncontrollable as taking addictive drugs.
Every second and every movement now, his personality is competing with this power, fighting for the dominance of consciousness and concepts.
And as long as the use of this power does not stop, this struggle will only intensify as time goes by, and finally reach the limit. When Lysis can no longer resist, his soul will completely fall into hell.
"If I hadn't used up the dragon power just now..." Seeing this scene, Sherlock couldn't help feeling regretful.
It's just that this regret seems meaningless at this time, because even if he is given another choice, he will still try his best to get Xososai.
So the situation finally reached the point of no return, and Lacis' height gradually increased to 12 feet.
The body surrounded by flames is covered with red scales;
The huge bat wings sprouting from both sides were like a weird cloak, protecting his side;
Two fangs poked out from the corners of the mouth, and green liquid dripped from them from time to time.
Just looking at this appearance, he is several times stronger than the Tiga he encountered last time.
At this time, the heavy sword in his hand was invincible under his swing, and the sahuagin were really like reptiles in front of him, allowing him to ravage them.
"Lesis, kill happily, enjoy this power to your heart's content!" Maxian had already seen the result he wanted, and in addition to excitement, there was also a sense of pleasure in his heart that his malice was satisfied.
He did not deny that deep in his heart, he had felt a trace of regret.
What would have happened now if he had not chosen to compromise and fallen?
He originally thought that this trace of regret had been eliminated by his growing strength, until he heard about the situation of his good friend.
Why, everyone was staring into the abyss, but you were able to retreat, and you were so contented that you could make irresponsible remarks from the moral high ground.
He doesn't want to admit that he is wrong, so the only way is to prove that the other party is wrong. Judging from the results now, he has obviously succeeded, and the last gap in his soul will be completely filled.
As for Lessis, even though he had become completely demonized, his original intention should not have been forgotten. Cooperating with Sherlock, the two of them spent more than two hours to finally clear away all the sahuagin that were constantly teleported to the square.
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Shylock thought that this game would end like this. He kept his life and his mother's heart, and everything seemed to have a happy ending.
Just when he stabbed the last sahuagin to death with one sword, a series of screams came from behind.
The owner of the voice was naturally the group of sea elves. They had been holding their stomachs and humming since the beginning of the battle. It was probably because they were about to give birth, so he didn't pay too much attention.
Now that he suddenly makes such a loud cry, is he really giving birth?
He turned around and saw a scene that he would never forget in his life.
This group of sea elves did indeed give birth, but the babies they gave birth to were not normal sea elf babies.
This is an ugly monster. It is very strong, with swift claws, a flexible head, and a strong neck, all of which indicate that it will be a swift and fierce killer.
Although traces of elves can still be seen on the limbs and other places, these creatures are covered in green scales.
The head and torso have black fins. The head has no hair or external ears, and the face has a pair of huge black eyes and a long and narrow mouth.
These monsters have a disgusting name - sahuagin!
When they came into this world, they did not cry like ordinary newborn babies, but hugged the mother who gave birth to them tightly.
Not to catch the mother's breath, nor to seek a sense of security, but just for the most primitive desire and survival instinct.
Their mouths suddenly opened to an unimaginable angle, revealing small but shark-like triangular sharp teeth inside, and then they took a bite.
Even at a distance of more than ten yards, Sherlock could still hear the sound of teeth scraping against bones, and could see the dense white bones exposed in the air.
The sea elves' empty eyes suddenly widened due to the horror before them, their screams became more ferocious, and their originally indifferent faces became completely distorted by the huge pain.
