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After struggling with a question mark for a while, Altaïr gave a pertinent evaluation.

Well, I didn't directly say that the idiot is sick. It should be considered fair, right?

...

Time goes back a little bit-

"Tsk! His--! I can go to Nima!"

There are some lingering fears looking at the tide-like army of deep divers below, the handsome blond young man lying on a technologically-sense flying skateboard, forcibly enduring the nausea of ​​his stomach pouch being rolled and scratched, and cautiously turning towards the fighting. Xia Ming and Altaïr flew away.

He was assigned the task by Dagon, which is the "Huang Lei" in his eyes.

When Kuro Yusha was kicked onto the belly of the huge deep diver, although he was buffered by the relevant photos, Wilman, who was still a little dizzy, had just come back to his senses and was caught in his eyes. The guy was called to work.

"The weird black humanoid mecha is handed over to me and Hydra... No, we are here to delay her. Go to the other side and hide under them. Don't worry, those kids will not attack you. , Your task is to collect the things that fell from that young master, blood or parts can be, if it is a corpse, it would be better, and then...'

"Press things on this book?"

Taking out a weird book with a sense of essence from his arms, Wilman muttered softly: "What's the use? Anyway...Aren't we here to grab the cup?"

Chapter 141 What is it like being "smoked to death" by a peony flower?

Wilman stepped on a metal flying skateboard and raised his head to look up at the night sky with melancholy. Of course, he didn't look very graceful when he pinched his nose.

Although the group of moving herrings below would not attack him, the stench that went up in the wind still made Wilman's nose inseparable from the seal of his fingers.

He has been waiting here for quite a while, the movement directly above...well, the chaotic gravitational field in the sky has already touched the ground in the vertical range. He doesn't want to be like those lunatic herring men. , Was grabbed by invisible big hands.

Oh, by the way, he prefers to call the herring men, which are only strange, than deep divers, because they are too smelly...no, it feels too psychologically unbearable, even if it should be a little bit The tolerable appearance and taste seemed to have risen several levels.

Hey, if that's the case, shouldn't it be better to be called a super herring man?

Or is it the Herring Man?

Should that oversized one be called Captain Herring?

Hmm, no, Wilman, who was a little bored waiting for Xia Ming to drop the baby, suddenly felt a little guilt in his heart. Isn't it too bad to do it yourself?

It seems that there are a lot of terrible people in the dark?

And in [Ark], maybe someone really brought those celebrities out?

Then again, the black and purple human mech over there...Have you heard of it somewhere?

Wilman, who was already holding his nose, also raised his other hand to rub his chin, making him look quite humorous, not that he was not focused enough to keep paddling, but the gravitational field here is really chaotic. A little troublesome.

Wilman, who has fair eyesight, can occasionally spot the blood floating from Xia Ming in the dark sky, but as literally mentioned, the messy gravitational field makes the blood never go. The intention to drip down.

Ignoring Newton's bright red blood completely, in the look of Wilman's eagerness to see through, floating here and there, and then I don't know where to fly.

He had tried chasing some of the blood, but he didn't know why, whenever he was getting away from this area, a strange feeling would arise.

The scorching heat, ice cold, and the feeling of being put on his neck by an invisible blade made him have to swallow his saliva and return to the same path.

Can no one else feel it?

Or is it just for me? Is it a restriction made by the boss?

…Well, I can’t figure it out, but Wilman, who dared to continue to explore further, had to stay around here and beaten soy sauce, hoping that the strange gravity field would be stronger, and stop blowing the blood on Xia Ming so far. .

"……what?"

Wilman looked up at the starry sky blankly and blinked his eyes, and a red-black wind and sand emerged in the distance above, wrapping Xia Ming and Altaïr together, and it seemed that there was a tendency to die together.

But these have nothing to do with his mission. What Wilman cares about is that before the wind and sand appeared, it seemed... a slender arm flew out?

Looking intently, a neatly cut left arm appeared in Wilman's eyes. Judging from the clothes above... it was indeed Xia Ming's left arm.

This made his eyes bright, such a large part is easy to lock, and it seems that there is also a problem there, now you don't have to worry too much about being affected... a good opportunity!

With that thought, Wilman moved his feet slightly, stepped on the accelerator on the flying skateboard, and followed the strange horizontal gravity field towards the translating broken arm.

In other words, this gravitational field is really uncomfortable. The internal organs of the body seem to have been rolled and moved on the abnormal side, which makes people nauseous and gradually has difficulty breathing.

The aftermath here is so stomachache, what will the pressure in the center be like? Isn't that young master just an ordinary person with a little mental ability?

How did you get it from inside?

The puzzled Wilman couldn't help but shook his head. After throwing away his habitual digression, he began to focus on the goal in front of him.

Forget it, now is not the time to think about these things, let's finish the task quickly...hhhhh, speaking of it, there will be no problem with putting the flesh and blood on that book, right?

What text is it called?

"Lah... Lalai... Lalaiye? Lalaiye text? It seems to be... well-!"

Vaguely remembering the pronunciation of the incomprehensible language, Wilman tried to repeat it, and immediately, a chill that swept through his body suddenly emerged from his heart, and in a daze, a tragic green cloud appeared on him. The depths of his eyes.

With a slight twitch of his body, the expressionless Wilman completely ignored the pressure caused by the severe wind pressure, and went crazy to increase the speed of the flying skateboard to the limit, like a thunderbolt towards Xia Ming. The arm swept away.

"Permission..."

A weird book appeared on his left hand at some unknown time. The text emitting a terrible green light oozes wispy clouds and mist, and in the blink of an eye it crawled all over Wilman's body, turning him into A group of green clouds flying at extreme speed.

Thanks to this cloud state,'Wilman', whose speed has further increased, rushed to the vicinity of Xia Ming's broken arm before he was flew to the area where he felt threatened.

Then he flew past at a faster speed again, and grabbed the broken arm.

As the squirming green cloud shrank for a while, returning to the text that exuded a terrible green light, the dull "Wilman" appeared from the air.

However, the originally handsome blond youth is no longer there, or it is like ‘Wilman’ whose body has become riddled with flesh and blood that has been corroded by something, and has no relationship with handsome.

'He' is like a carrion, with a few pieces of purple-black meat hanging from the sticky plasma, and his left hand stretches out. The "Lalaiye Text" on his hand is like a living thing, windless and automatic, mixed with'huhu' The cold breeze of strange screams blew from nowhere, stirring up the taboo chapters.

It is dazzling, and the "text" that seems to be nauseous at a glance appears, shaking and combining into tentacles squirming out of the book.

With a scream, the short tentacles flying in the air swept towards the broken arm and greedily wrapped around them. Then, during a squirming and contraction, the group of tentacles wrapped around the arm slowly retracted into the book.

Immediately after the last point was swallowed, the "Lalaiye Text" seemed to be satisfied, and returned to the closed state with a ‘pop’.

It's just that on the cover full of twisted lines, a huge figure that hides the sun all day is faintly visible...

...

"Miss, the area near your Royal Highness has been sealed off."

The brown-haired woman who looked like Yamato Nadeshiko bowed slightly.