Saint Laurent Prison Warden

Chapter 156 Muhammad (V)

"Boss, it looks like there's no hope." Green Ham sighed. "I was thinking that with a new jailer, I could bring the new guy along to show off my power. But I didn't expect this guy already has a master.

We should kill him and dry him. The furnace is on fire, so we can hang it next to dry, grind it up and mix it into the snake people's feed as a snack."

"Haha, you give up so quickly." Richard was amused.

"What can we do? If it's just that Mohammed is not behaving himself, we can still discipline him.

But he has a master. He betrayed his master and joined us. If he can betray his original master, he may betray us in the future, so we cannot reuse him.

If he hadn't betrayed his master, he wouldn't have been able to join us sincerely, let alone be reused.

I might as well just treat it as an ordinary murloc and kill it for free."

"Well, it's a good thing that Muhammad didn't fall into your hands. If he had, you would have killed him twice." Richard shook his head and laughed.

call……

Looking at the shadow of the Fish God slowly disappearing into the air, Richard's eyes gradually brightened.

Green Ham saw that Muhammad had a master and could only be abandoned. Richard, on the other hand, was thinking about how to take in Muhammad and his master together.

As we all know, if a girlfriend is bullied by a guy, the best way to take revenge on him is not against his other girlfriends, but against him himself.

"Like! So similar! How can they be so similar?

This aura, this power, isn’t this another Odyssey?
They were both high-level void species, or in other words, both outer gods. There was actually such a being in the large pool in the middle of the swamp!

Oh my! How can we allow the foreign gods to sleep soundly beside the bed of Saint Laurent Prison? The water in this swamp is so cold, what if the foreign gods catch a cold?
We must prepare a good cell for Him and keep Him warm both physically and mentally."

Richard became excited at once because of the professional match and observed Mohammed's reaction more carefully.

After receiving the necklace and spear from the Murloc Outer God, Muhammad's size suddenly increased, and his entire body evolved from gray-green to dark green. Even the sparse white spots on his skin disappeared, as if I had undergone an exquisite plastic surgery.

At this moment, Muhammad was definitely the most handsome among all the fishmen. Those huge red fishmen couldn't help but look at Muhammad.

Only a handsome fishman like Mohammed knew how proactive the red fishmen would be. Before he even got close, the red fishmen had already opened a large hole in their abdomens with excited expressions. They were eager for Mohammed to stuff all his water plants into them to fill their restlessness.

However, Muhammad was not tempted. He glanced at the Red Fish Man's body, snorted coldly, and turned away without any intention of staying.

Richard whistled softly. He liked men who were not moved by beauty.

Although in the eyes of Richard and his companions, those red fish people were ugly and looked like monsters, but in the eyes of the fish people, these red fish people were undoubtedly the most beautiful women who suited their aesthetic standards.

Perhaps only a half-human, half-fishman freak like Mohammed can completely ignore the influence of the red fishman.

After Mohammed left, the red fish people all looked down in disappointment. But the holes in their bellies did not disappear.

Their wounds began to emit a smell that intoxicated the murlocs, thereby attracting more green murlocs to climb onto the red murlocs and then become their food.

pat pat pat pat.

Looking at the red fish man chewing the green fish man's juice all over the air, Richard frowned, feeling very uncomfortable.

He finally understood why there were so many complicated rituals before mating with the Green Fish. Without that ritual, it would be extremely difficult for the Green Fish to reproduce, and eventually the number of Green Fish willing to participate in the reproduction ritual would decrease.

Even ants try to survive. Only by driving the green fishmen into a state of irrational violence will they unhesitatingly sacrifice their lives for the group and become food for the female fishmen.

On the other hand, Richard asked Green Ham to keep an eye on the pool to see what happened to the red fish people, while he followed Mohammed back to the cave that Mohammed had built.

Chi!

Mohammed turned on the shower made of palm leaves and muddy water rushed out from the shower outlet and fell on Mohammed's body.

Under Richard's surprised gaze, Mohammed pulled a bunch of bright red dried ginger from the swamp. He ground the ginger into powder, added water to it, and then applied it evenly on his skin.

As he applied it carefully, the exposed dark green parts of his body quickly dissipated.

Soon, Mohammed dressed himself up as an ordinary fisherman.

Richard felt a little strange sitting across from Mohammed.

He is the inventor of the magic of mind-searching, so he naturally knows the principles of the magic. According to the normal process, the powerful beings that Muhammad has met in his life will be arranged in his mind from weak to strong.

The earlier a powerful being appears, the weaker it is in Mohammed's eyes. The later a powerful being appears, the stronger it is in his eyes.

This means that in Mohammed's heart, the strength of the Murloc False God is obviously stronger than that of the Storm Sword Crystal Dragon.

However, the illusion has not ended yet, which means that in Muhammad's cognition, there is a more powerful existence than the fish-man false god.

"Who could it be? This really makes me curious."

Before he knew it, Muhammad had been in this illusion for two years with the timeline constantly leaping forward.

During these two years, when the red fishmen were breeding, Muhammad would run away from the swamps and run to the wetlands to avoid the call of the false fishmen god.

Richard saw with his own eyes that every time the breeding ceremony of the Red Fish People ended, a bright red fish man handprint would appear on the bodies of the Red Fish People who did not participate in the ceremony!
This hand seal seemed to be urging him to complete a task, and every night Mohammed would toss and turn in bed, unable to fall asleep.

In the third year, when a new mark appeared on the back of Mohammed's hand, he could no longer bear it.

He led the tribe's fishmen, grabbed the spears that had been lying around for a long time, put on bags and food, and headed out.

But they did not go too far. Instead, they stayed near the arena, settling down and observing the situation in the swamp.

God helps those who work hard. By chance, Mordheimer finally waited for the rainstorm he wanted most.

In the heavy rain, Mohammed was like a madman, yelling at the fishermen of his tribe, and a strange smell was emanating from his body.

Guided by his smell, more and more fishmen gathered together, forming a super army that seemed invincible.

Then, a huge black shadow fell from the sky and destroyed everything.

The powerful gargoyle Heichun passed by like a wheat-cutting machine like the god of war, and the fishmen fell down one after another.

After two or three attacks from Hei Chun, the morale of the fishmen collapsed, they threw away their weapons and armor, and fled quickly. Only Mohammed was not defeated by Hei Chun because of his agility.

But at this moment, a pair of handsome big feet suddenly came down from the sky and stepped on Mohammed's head, pressing his head to rub it on the mud.

“Ouch, what did I see, a weird fish-man.

Tsk tsk, little fish man, you are the mastermind behind all this, will you tell the truth, or will I kill you now?"

In the illusion, Richard snapped his fingers, and in an instant a strong wind tore through the clouds, thousands of thunders fell like heavy rain, the earth roared and shook, and magma and fire erupted from the ground!
Amidst thunder and rain, landslides and cracks in the ground, all the fishmen under Muhammad were killed by Richard. The terrifying power and the terrible sense of oppression frightened not only Muhammad, but even Richard, who was watching the battle nearby.

However, this is just the beginning.

Under Richard's surprised gaze, because he made such a loud noise, the phantom in the pool and the Storm Sword Crystal Dragon outside the swamp were both alarmed.

They all rushed towards Richard.

But Richard didn't even look at them, he just cast two spells and evaporated them into the air.

"Su?" Richard was stunned. Is this me? This is not me! How come I don't know how amazing I am?

Good guy.

Richard guessed it right away. It could be that when Mohammed was a child, his parents instilled in him the idea that wizards were very powerful, or it could be that they told him too many fairy tales about magic, which gave Mohammed a wrong perception.

Mohammed must have believed that anyone who was a wizard had the power to destroy the world. That was why he was so afraid of "Richard".

This really made Richard feel a little helpless.

Muhammad made Richard so powerful in the illusion that he dared not resist Richard at all and could only lie at Richard's feet and tremble.

But Richard in the illusion seemed unwilling to let Muhammad go. He patted his leg lightly, and his entire thigh became as heavy as a thousand pounds, pressing Muhammad deeply into the mud.

Woohoo!

Muhammad had not evolved the same complete cardiopulmonary capacity as the fisherman, and was unable to survive freely in the mud and water, and soon fell into a state of suffocation.

The survival instinct of living things is very strong. Even at this point, Muhammad did not die completely. He lay in the mud and kept struggling, trying to awaken the sympathy of "Richard".

"Gululu! No. Don't kill me. But, he is so powerful..."

What surprised Richard was that even in this state of instinctive reaction, Muhammad did not choose to fight with Richard in the illusion, but just kept begging for mercy in the mud.

It's really unreasonable.

Richard even began to suspect whether the wizard who transformed Muhammad had done something to Muhammad's body, which caused Muhammad to be so afraid and respectful of the wizard.

After careful consideration, Richard decided not to continue torturing Mohammed.

Knowing his image in Mohammed's mind, he believed in Mohammed's loyalty. A person who thinks his teacher is so powerful will not attack the teacher before the teacher has imparted all the knowledge to him. Even if that person is a scumbag.

"It's time to rescue him." In the illusion, Richard patted Mohammed's shoulder who was buried in the mud and said to him, "Get up, kid. Do you remember what I told you? You must stick to your original intention.

Think carefully about what you will be like after you learn magic, and think carefully about how powerful you will be after you become a master of magic.

Your imagination will become the source of your strength, taking you beyond the shackles of reality and reaching peaks you have never reached before.

As long as you don't choose to give up, magic will never give up on you."

"Give up? I don't want to give up. But I can't hold on any longer." Mohammed's voice sounded very pessimistic and weak.

His mental state was on the verge of collapse, his head was dizzy and he couldn't think normally.

Under normal circumstances, he would be inefficient no matter what he did, but for learning magic, his current state was just right.

“If you can’t hold on, then just imagine that there are a lot of herbs around you, the sea water floods the beach, and there are crab shells growing on the beach.

And you are the master of the entire island. The power of the entire island is at your disposal. You can freely distribute and control all the earth elements at will.

And you will have great power that can do everything and master all the magic in this world."

Richard's voice rang in Mohammed's ears, but lingered in his mind.

The world described by Richard was so beautiful that Mohammed longed for it.

Even though Mohammed was in a very bad condition and was about to die, a mysterious electric current suddenly surged through her limbs.

Because of this, Mohammed jumped and scared "Richard" who was stepping on him.

Richard frowned and looked at Mohammed and said:

"What are you doing? Do you still want to resist? This is really interesting. Kneel down, you ugly fish man!"

"Richard" kicked Mohammed in the chest, trying to press Mohammed back into the mud.

"I……"

But at this moment, Mohammed supported himself on the ground with his hands and pushed himself up.

"I'm not……"

"I'm not a fish-man! Aaaah! I'm Mohammed!"

Snap. Snap!

The burning magic book turned into flames, emerged from Mohammed's body, and madly burned the surrounding soil.

The sunlight that Muhammad had feared the most since childhood now turned into a scorching flaming sword held in Muhammad's hand.

A magic crystal shield shining with magical light suddenly appeared and pushed "Richard" away.

"Hehehe."

A chuckle was heard from the darkness, and the real Richard strode out and stood shoulder to shoulder with Mohammed.

He pointed at “Richard” who was smashed by the magic shield and said to Mohammed: “Congratulations on surviving this trial.

As your teacher, I will teach you Lesson 1 today.

Remember what I'm going to tell you next.

Don't use brute force against a wizard, only magic can fight magic!"

Snap! Richard snapped his fingers, and the rainstorm-poured world suddenly cleared up, and the blazing sun fell straight down like a fireball!

Boom! Blazing flames roared in the sky, and there was no light for thousands of miles. The entire fantasy world was melted by the eternal light and heat.

"Ah! This is the power of magic. How great!" Mohammed bathed in the warm sunshine, melted with the sunshine, tears in his eyes.

(End of this chapter)