Chapter 110: Baisen Wang Ba asks for a monthly ticket
Chapter 110 The Bison Bastard (asking for monthly votes)
Initially, Mark asked Bison to pretend to be a big turbid blister and wrap him up.
Unfortunately, there were too many large demons. The smallest of these huge monsters was the size of a car. When they passed by at high speed, the turbulence they created made it difficult for Mark to dive into the deep water in reverse without exerting force.
What's more, Mark, a living person, needs to breathe. This time is not the situation in [Book of the Nether Sea] where he enters with his spiritual body. If he wants to continue diving, he must use his strength and maintain the secret of [Air Bubble].
technique.
To put it bluntly, this technique is to use spiritual power to keep a large ball of air around his face like an oxygen tube. However, this technique also has major flaws. Once the air bubble is squeezed out by the demon passing by, Mark will have to use
The more low-end [Underwater Breathing].
Don't forget, this is an evil lair deeply polluted by evil spirits.
God only knows what the consequences will be if water filled with psychoactive toxins enters the nasal cavity or even the lungs.
The deeper Mark dives, the greater the danger.
Several times, even as he sank gently along the well wall, more and more demons passing by looked at his strange bubble.
These strange monsters with compound eyes, or more than two eyes, began to doubt him.
"No! We can't go on like this. Is there a way to make me look like a demon so that other demons won't mind my speed?" Mark asked the two girls whose souls were connected to him.
Minnie spoke: "How about letting Byson become a bastard? She seems to have said that she wants to be a bastard."
The Bison girl became anxious on the spot: "Wait a minute! Honey, don't slander me! I said my dream is to be a 'harem king'. Why did you hear it as a 'harem bastard'?"
"No! Wait! I don't want to pretend to be a bastard!" Baison protested loudly in the soul circuit.
Mark said quietly: "Baison, you don't want us to be eaten by the devil together, do you? We were chewed repeatedly in that big mouth full of fangs. Maybe I will be better, but I will be gone in a few times. You will be miserable."
.You will first be broken down into..."
"No, no, no, no! Stop talking! Stop talking! Isn't it okay if I pretend to be a bastard? I did!" Bison's eyes were full of tears: "Oh my god! I just want to go on an adventure with a handsome guy, not
Go to death, ah, ah, ah!”
Call it home, Bison's ability is nothing to say.
Just as a wave of evil spirits passed by, Byson transformed and put on his soul skin, and a tortoise about the size of a car appeared vividly in the black water.
With its mud-yellow body and slowly swimming limbs, it doesn’t seem to blame it for swimming so slowly.
Because Baison itself is an [abnormal], there is not much problem in terms of breath.
only……
"Baison, don't you think the turtle you are pretending to be looks like a real turtle and not like an evil demon?"
"What's going to happen?"
"At least give it a few more eyes?"
"good."
Then, Mark was speechless.
Generally, the eyes of evil spirits have vertical pupils, which are narrow and evil, and make you shudder when you look at them.
The extra eyes created by Bison are all waist-shaped eyes, showing a "smart look".
People's evil eyes will lose their sanity if they look at them too many times. But she is better. If she looks at them too much, her IQ will drop.
Mark couldn't hold himself any longer at this point.
The effect is amazing!
An evil demon swam by and said: "How come [the lair] gave birth to such an idiot?"
Another demon: "What the hell does it care about a cannon fodder with a bad brain?"
In this way, Mark, with the help of Mini's spiritual thread, made the so-called four-eyed tortoise take two steps upstream and then five steps back. Perhaps the wall of the well was too slippery, so the tortoise that tried so hard to swim upstream ended up swimming too far.
The deeper it falls, the deeper it falls.
All that was left was the ridicule of fellow demons.
Just like this, after swaying for an unknown amount of time, the Baison Bastard finally sank to the bottom of the water at least 200 meters deep.
Mark secretly breathed a sigh of relief. After all, the pressure that another secret technique [Underwater Pressure Resistance Technique] can withstand is limited.
With the help of his spiritual vision, he finally got a glimpse of what this so-called [nest] looked like.
It was a huge, translucent belly that looked a bit like a plastic Coke bottle that was riddled with holes. It was just that it was ridiculously big, roughly the same size as a semi-trailer tanker truck with a load of more than thirty tons.
.
It was squirming non-stop, and from the large round opening as tall as a person, red-red eggs the size of watermelons were discharged one after another.
After these eggs touch the green area like aquatic plants on the seabed next to the nest, umbilical cord-like things will stick out from the grass and be injected into the eggs.
Right in front of Mark, an insect egg changed from the size of a watermelon to the size of a car in less than three minutes. Then it burst open and turned into demons of different shapes. They rushed forward in a steady stream at the call of the demon leader.
water surface.
It is impossible to find out what the essence of this thing is.
Mark could only see that this dark body of water stretched infinitely into the distance. All the spiritual power from all over the country was forcibly absorbed here, becoming nourishment for the rapid growth of evil spirits.
"Eh - so disgusting!" the Byson girl muttered.
Disgusting?
Yes! Very disgusting.
Just seeing it with my spiritual vision makes me want to vomit.
The chaotic flow of ectoplasmic information rushed towards Mark crazily. An ordinary extraordinary person would have gone crazy after seeing this scene.
"Mark, are you okay?" Minnie asked with concern.
"good."
Thanks to Basatan, although this big crab has no moral integrity and once wanted to enslave Mark in turn, its existence successfully improved Mark's resistance to mental erosion. At the same time, the wild demon general's spiritual quality also greatly improved Mark's resistance to mental erosion.
The threshold of soul erosion that can be tolerated.
Being able to resist mental erosion is one thing, being able to touch the [nest] is another thing.
Mark discovered that it was not easy to get to the egg-laying monster, because not only was the 'green grass' next to the nest twisting like a sentinel, but there were also small eyeballs on the grass, vigilantly
Look in all directions.
Above the nest, there are many insects that look like dragon lice and are as big as an adult's fist, wandering around quickly.
If you observe carefully, you will find that this insect tornado formed by a large number of dragon lice is constantly swimming around the nest in a clockwise direction, protecting the nest.
As for whether there is any ambush under the rocks next to the nest, God knows.
When Mark was carefully observing the nest, the fighting outside had already reached its highest intensity.
Even though the heroic Extraordinaries continued to use various means to kill the emerging demons, the entire circular defense line had been knocked open by large demons in many places, and the Extraordinaries in many places were cut and surrounded by demons, falling into a desperate melee.
state.
"Not yet?" A large piece of flesh on Cameron's left shoulder disappeared, and blood spurted out. The Light Priest tried his best to help him stop the bleeding. The only way to regenerate the muscles was after the war.
Obviously there is no such margin now.
Not far away, Vivian quickly rolled three times on the ground and managed to avoid the large pincers smashed down by a huge demon before it died. She shot another arrow with her backhand.
The silver arrow passed through the eyeball of another demon, penetrated into the brain, and then exploded. The smelly blood spurted out wildly from the back of the demon's head. After jumping around a few times, it was dead.
Vivian wiped the translucent illusory water droplets on her cheeks: "I believe Mark! He always makes deliberate moves and then gives his opponent a thunderous blow."
"Okay! I hope that kid is really as magical as you say."
The situation outside was urgent and it did not affect Mark's rhythm.
He held his cheek: "At this time, we need a scapegoat! Come out! My 'Reincarnation Army'!"
Thanks to the "Encyclopedia of Low-Level Occult Arts", Mark's use of the psychic circle is instantaneous.
In the blink of an eye, something appeared in the black water...
A squadron of reincarnation knights.
The former enemy is now nothing more than a puppet who only obeys simple orders and has only a fighting instinct.
As soon as Barons and his men appeared, they immediately attracted the attention of all the demons. Not only the newly born demons, but also the half-swum demons hurriedly came back to help amidst the screams of the mother's body.
A large number of dragon lice rushed towards them.
At the same time, Mark used the most standard psychic technique to use the card of the reincarnation bishop Tannis.
As soon as the dull-looking bishop appeared, he immediately activated his psychic power.
In an instant, the entire body of water became commotion.
The skeletons that had been killed by the evil spirits for who knows how many years and had sunk at the bottom of the well came to life one after another. They transformed into the most incompetent skeleton soldiers and launched an attack on the dragon louse.
The demons didn't realize at all when the guys from the Reincarnation Cult sneaked in.
At this moment, Mark took advantage of the chaos and used his strongest interference force - the card slot on the back of the robot gifted by the Mechanicum was clearly a card belonging to the Demon General.
"Roar!" Even though they were underwater, the roar that shook the souls of all the demons around them still shocked them all.
This time, even the mother nest felt like it had been conquered by an army.