The world of beauty drama begins with the surrender of Jason

Chapter 263 Traps, traps, perverted weirdos 3

"Why did your horse turn into an owlbear?"

Shocked by the sound waves of the force field, he staggered around and backed away as if he was drunk. The machine weirdo's curses were filled with strong resentment and deep confusion.

There are many schools of extraordinary power in this world, and all kinds of magical powers and secret methods are even more diverse, but in any case, they must follow their own internal logic.

In one word, it is the word "Dharma"!

Whether each family's [laws] are rigorous and whether their spirit and artistic conception are ambitious determines the strength of this extraordinary system's combat power and the upper limit of its final achievements.

A large pile of metal ingots and silicon wafer raw materials can only be used as darts to hit people, but after complicated industrial processes, the world-destroying Dongfeng Express can be produced.

Therefore, even if some superpowers accidentally awaken their amazing talents and become very popular for a while, controlling water, fire, wind, thunder, toxins, gold, stones, psychic powers, etc. to kill everyone, in the eyes of a true master of cultivation, they are just holding an RPG as a stick. The despicable primitive behavior of a man can be defeated if he finds any loopholes in his use.

This is the huge difference between the two systems.

But since there are [laws], there are limitations.

For example, if the religions of the Holy Church worship God, practice the Holy Light, and walk the path of light, regardless of their personal conduct, they must not use spells related to releasing evil attributes.

Fallen monsters like the Machine Monster who have given up their identity as humans are very familiar with killing people. It is equally difficult to use the power of divine healing.

When it comes to the profession of druid specifically, the most famous core ability is of course the famous one, which is said to mimic the natural transformation of all living things.

But since the name contains nature, it means that its scope boundary is limited to [natural creatures]!

The owlbear is a fusion magical creature created by ancient wizards using forbidden alchemy. It may seem similar to the creatures born in nature, but its essence is completely different.

If you want to change freely, even the legendary druids who can transform into dragons and phoenixes can't even think of it!

"The source of blood in your body may have a lot of history... After it is broken down, it will definitely be made into an excellent mechanism!"

Greed suddenly arose in the weirdo's heart, he crossed his arms and struck, a circle of fleshy petals on his wrist seemed to bloom, and a green spike of steel spikes shot out like a bullet, carrying evil magic power against the continuous sound wave impact. On the body, it penetrated the brown translucent bark armor, broke through the snow-white feathers that were comparable to pieces of iron, and penetrated into the owlbear's flesh and blood.

"Goo!"

The severe pain and the intense itching that followed made Beverly's whole body shake suddenly. She knew that something was not going well, so she nimbly shrank and jumped, using an iron mountain support and all four claws to move in unison, and hugged the person in the courtyard. A thick short-leaf pine was pulled out with a splash of soil, and it was thrown in the face with the sound of the howling wind!

Dozens of saw blades and chisels protrude from the strange man's body. During the wild dance, the fragrance of rosin overflows, and white wood stubble mixed with dark green needle-shaped leaves scatter like rain.

The five to six meter long tree trunk disintegrated instantly, and countless ferocious killing mechanisms stretched forward and landed on the four-legged black shadow hiding behind it.

——The smelly blood splattered!

"Humph!"

Throwing away the dead body of his pet dog that was killed by Li Daitao and sent to his own knife, the machine weirdo showed no feeling of heartache or regret. He stared at the red-haired figure running hastily in the distance. Under the damaged black leather mask, a nervous smile appeared. .

"Okay... great. You can still escape after being poisoned by [Demon Spider's Kiss]. It's such an excellent prey. It would be such a waste to simply kill it. Such a strong physique is definitely far better than those useless toys. It can Bear my fierce 'love'..."

Thinking of the poor mother and daughter in the basement who had been "communicated" at close range and were cut into blood by his own witchcraft parts, he felt that the cold lubricating oil in his body was boiling.

My choice was indeed correct. How could I enjoy such bliss of indulging my desires as a human being? …

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"Where...is this..."

Beverly staggered along the narrow path in the forest. A spiderweb-like black cloud rose in her big clear blue eyes. Her usually sharp ears and eyes seemed to be covered with a thick layer of velvet. They were so slow that it was scary. The solid cement path seemed to gradually turn into a soft cotton bag, or sticky mud, making her one foot deep and one foot shallow, as if falling into the clouds.

She bit the tip of her tongue hard, and the stinging sensation temporarily dispelled some of the drowsiness in her skull. She barely woke up, squeezed out some remaining natural power, and applied another [Neutralizing Toxin] to her body.

She had tried several times along the way, but she still couldn't get rid of the weird poison like maggots attached to the bones. At most, she could only get some relief.

The dilated pupils reunited again, and what came into view were two rows of old and semi-old benches, with a single dim street lamp hanging above them.

"Oops, why did you end up in the neighborhood park? You have to get out quickly!"

Feeling a hint of evil lingering on her, Beverly didn't dare to stop for a moment. Now her spellcasting source was almost exhausted. Once the enemy caught up with her, she would have no power to fight back.

Even though she is a simple straight-tempered person, that does not mean that the girl is a fool.

When being chased, if he ran to a crowded night business district, the perverted weirdo might still be frightened, but in a remote place, no one would know that he was torn into pieces.

She quickly determined the direction and found the hotel buildings with neon lights flashing in the distance. She picked up her increasingly heavy and numb legs and stumbled away.

"Hey guys, come on, did I read that right? A chick?"

A figure wearing a cheap black raincoat turned out from the side of the road. At night, the raincoat and his skin color came together so harmoniously that Miss Druid, whose senses were blinded by the extraordinary toxins, came closer and could be seen. His presence.

After hearing the words of their fellow tribesmen, two guys with dreadlocks and gold-plated chains jumped out of the woods excitedly and randomly put the packets of small pills in their hands into their arms.

"Wow! It's almost 11 o'clock. A girl dares to come here now." The leading man raised his ebony-like palm, pretended to look at the time, and shouted exaggeratedly.

"Beautiful young lady, you go out alone on a cold rainy night. Do you need some 'warm' help from us?"

"Bah, scum!" the red-haired girl spat in disgust, and was about to dismiss the few bastards in front of her.

The five fingers curled and the nails stretched out to cut through the air, and when they were about to hit their faces, Beverly suddenly tilted her body, lunged forward diagonally, and rolled into the grass in a panic.

Glancing out of the corner of her eyes, the three gangsters' lustful smiles were still on their faces. Thousands of blood lines slowly emerged, and their entire bodies seemed to be dismantled Lego bricks, which immediately disintegrated into a puddle of real "scum"!

Looking at the strange human form with various metal tools stretched out, the druid girl's heart seemed to suddenly fall into the ice water, and it was so cold!

(End of this chapter)