Being a lord in another world begins with farming

Chapter 292 Have You Heard of Hydera

When everyone was busy dealing with the undead, Owen's innocent appearance was a bit too conspicuous, but he didn't even bother to act, but
"Princess Sylvia, you really didn't hide your murderous intent at all. You poked me on the back. Is my acting not good enough? Or did I offend you?" Although Owen didn't know why the other party turned his face, but this naked He was so murderous that his stomach hurt, so how could he pretend not to know, so he simply pointed it out.

"No, you acted very well, so good that I want to make you into a collectible even more." Sylvia bit her nails, because of too much force, the tails of her eyes turned up, the corners of her mouth pulled down, her nose was wrinkled, and her expression was distorted She looked like a ghost, her fingers were bitten, and blood dripped down her wrists onto the skirt, adding a few darker colors to the black skirt. One could tell at a glance that she was seriously ill, even a neuropathy had to be given She makes way.

"I guess this collection is probably the kind that doesn't breathe. Your hobbies are really disgusting." Owen has indeed heard that some nobles like to make specimens of handsome people for collection, and even retain some functions. Who would have thought that Sylvia would have such a hobby at such a young age.

"You look good, but your talking mouth is annoying. It's decided, let's make you a toilet, and put it together with my favorite toilet made by a maid." Sylvia smiled maliciously, and at the same time She stretched out her pink tongue and licked the wound on her fingertips. The tingling pain made her face more flushed, and her legs were clamped and rubbed together, as if she was enduring something.

"You really have a strong taste." Owen grinned and said with some disgust.

As soon as the words fell, Owen opened his mouth. He always felt that there was something wrong with this sentence, but now was not the time to think about it, so he pretended to be inscrutable and said.

"I'm curious what Princess Sylvia's support is, whether it's the poor woman in the shadow who is about to be assimilated by the power of shadow, or Cowles." Speaking of this, Owen turned his head and looked somewhere.

Seeing that he was seen through, Cowles took off his hood and came out of the darkness, still smiling shyly, but at this time his face was no longer healthy and rosy, but pale near death. Come on, he'll be out of breath too.

Even so, waves of death still radiated from Cowles' hands, awakening more undead around him, even if this would cause a more serious burden on his body, it didn't stop.

At the same time, a woman like Sadako crawled out from the shadow under Sylvia's feet. Her messy long hair hung down to cover her face, her thin body was wearing a torn white dress, and her bare hands and feet were covered with scars. , still wearing rusty shackles, he is not so much a guard hiding in the darkness as a prisoner, and his appearance is even less like a living person.

"The things in the castle are really so important that you don't hesitate to abolish two people with master-level potential." Owen's sigh was not without reason, because neither Cowles nor that woman had bad potential. It's even better than Robert, but it's a pity that some kind of secret method was used to forcibly redeem the potential.

Although doing so quickly increased his strength, the price was that his lifespan was halved, and there was no chance of a breakthrough.

But it is possible to enter the academy city and enter the secret realm reasonably, which shows that the other party has a big plan. Otherwise, geniuses are not grown in the ground, especially this level of genius, which is a rare foundation in any force.

"You dare to come to the Castle of Ghosts without knowing anything? It seems that I think highly of you. You should obediently be my collection, so that you can keep your beautiful face." Sylvia mocked Owen Said.

Hearing what the other party said, Owen understood what was going on.

Peters was to blame. This guy is the son of a powerful earl, and he is considered a person in the academy city. In the end, he used his connections to chase Owen to the academy city.

And he was laughing and joking on the surface, but in the eyes of noble children like Cowles, the other party put his position very low, but he pretended very well.

In this case, if I say that Owen is fine, I am afraid that no one will believe it.

Even more coincidentally, as a freshman, Owen actually chose to participate in the Secret Realm Tournament.

In the eyes of Cowles, it is obvious that he is already an object of doubt.

After learning about this, Sylvia tried to get in touch with her, but Owen joined her team smoothly, so he was so murderous.

This series of coincidences made Owen not even have the idea of ​​explaining, because he would not believe it, let alone kill the nobles who would rather kill the wrong one.

Seeing that Owen still didn't feel nervous at this time, Sylvia faintly felt that something was wrong, but when the plan reached a critical moment, this unstable factor must be resolved first.

"It's really a headache. No one told you that this way of speaking is like writing the villain on your face." Owen was disgusted by Sylvia's behavior of making no secret of her evil deeds, so he said with a smile arrive.

"What else gave you the illusion that I'm a good person?" Owen disconnected the silk thread connecting the top hat puppet, straightened his clothes, and tilted his head slightly.

"What? Kill him!" Sylvia felt more and more uneasy, so she didn't care much, and ordered directly.

Robert rushed up with a wry smile, and Cowles also drove the undead forward. The shackled woman had sunk back into the shadows at some point, and even the students around were hesitating whether to make a move.

Facing the siege, Owen smiled meaningfully, and the aura of the Demon King, which had not been used for a long time but ushered in a new life after being strengthened again, opened.

With the opening of the devil's halo, Owen's originally handsome and gentle facial features suddenly became ferocious, his red eyes were filled with death and killing, his crooked smile suddenly increased, and the extremely evil arrogance turned into substance, and the black and red flames carried ominous And the curse spreads around itself centered on itself.

Let alone those students, even the undead were panicking and wanted to escape.

"Who the hell are you?!" Sylvia's expression changed, she clenched her hands tightly, her sharp nails pierced her palms, and blood dripped down with traces of black air.

The strange thing is that black thorns quickly grew at the place where the blood dripped, and gradually climbed up along Sylvia's white calf, but she was used to it and still focused all her energy on Owen.

"Have you heard of Hydera?" Owen smiled charmingly, casting spells without a staff, casting spells silently, and the Fierce Fire curse burned.

The black thorns that spread from the ground turned into fly ash before they could wrap around Owen's body, and the woman in shackles who sneaked up behind him through the shadows and tried to attack him was even more unlucky. Relying on the stronger shadow power to extinguish the terrifying flame that was about to ignite her soul.

(End of this chapter)