i have a super island

Chapter 1137 An Out-of-Control Mad Dog

As for the origin of this book, no one except Halder knows.

Halder would not tell anyone about this book of black magic.

Tuttle was lying on the ground, his emotions suppressed because he had smoked holy smoke.Seeing Howard took out a small knife from a wooden box, instead of feeling scared, Tuttle looked forward to what would happen next.

"Grand Master, please let me use my life to enshrine you!"

Looking at the pious Tuttle, Halder didn't feel any fluctuations in his heart.

In his eyes, it is not an exaggeration to say that Tuttle is his dog, he has never seen Tuttle as a human being, and his life and death will not make Hal any happy or sad.The reason why he didn't want him to die was because it was hard to find an obedient dog like Tuttle in Nile.

Halder didn't say anything, just walked up to Tuttle with a knife, and cut his wrist with a sharp blade.

The moment the knife blade cut open the artery, blood spurted out. Tuttle kept looking at Halder reverently. He could feel his skin and blood vessels being cut, but he couldn't feel any pain.

Hal didn't stop, after cutting off one of his wrists, he went to the other side and cut off his other wrist.

At this time, Tuttle still had an incomparably lofty mood, thinking that he was dedicating himself to Halder, without any complaints.

Tuttle, who was seriously injured, didn't have much energy and blood, but after being bled by Halde, he passed out not long after.

Tuttle passed out, but Hal didn't care at all.

With his fingers dipped in Tuttle's spurted blood, he began to draw patterns on the cold floor of the basement.

The pattern was drawn according to the black magic book, and no one except Halder knew the meaning of the pattern.

"I think the devil in the dark should like your blood."

Halde smiled sarcastically, and made fun of Tuttle who was in a coma. He knew that Tuttle was an extremely twisted person, and such a person was the devil's favorite guy.

After about an hour, Tuttle, who had lost a lot of blood, had no signs and looked as if he was dead.

In fact, he was indeed dead, with no pulse, no heartbeat, no breathing.

At this time, Halde finally drew a magic circle on the ground of the basement, and Tuttle was lying in the center of the magic circle.According to the records in that book, Halde began to chant the spell.

As he kept chanting the black magic incantation, the bloodstains on the ground started to surge.

"Oh!"

Suddenly, those bloodstains burst into green flames.

The fire quickly spread to the entire pattern, reflecting the basement into a dark green.

Tuttle's body was burned by the green flame in the middle of the magic circle, but what was strange was that his body was not set ablaze, nor was any place burned.

The flame lasted for about an hour, and then slowly extinguished, and the magic circle pattern on the ground also disappeared.

Looking at the still smoking Tuttle corpse on the ground, Halder looked a little nervous. This was the first time he used this black magic, and he had no idea whether it would be successful or not.

Seeing that Tuttle's body had not moved for a long time, Hal shook his head regretfully. It seemed that even he could not fully grasp the black magic recorded in this book.

Just when Hal was thinking that the casting of the spell had failed, Tuttle's finger on the ground suddenly moved.

Halder's eyes caught this scene sharply, and for a moment he laughed out loud with excitement, and Tuttle moved, which meant that his magic had succeeded.

Sure enough, Tuttle started to move his fingers first, and then his whole arm.

The scorched black blood scab on his skin slowly cracked and fell off, revealing the scarlet muscles inside.

"Get up, get up!"

Hal was giving instructions to Tuttle with suppressed excited voice.

Tuttle stood up slowly from the ground, the original blood scabs on the surface of his body continued to fall off, and a living person who seemed to have been skinned stood in front of Halder.

Tuttle's eyes were empty, as if he had no thinking, and his body would not act autonomously.

Hal laughed triumphantly, "Successful, successful!" He was celebrating that he once again put the black magic recorded in the books into reality.

Just as he was laughing unscrupulously, Tuttle suddenly moved, reached out and pinched his neck.The reborn Tuttle was like a monster with terrifying power. He just raised his hand lightly and raised Hal'd above his head.

Hal panicked, this was not what he wanted, what he wanted was an obedient puppet, not a fool who would do something to his master.

Produced a guy who would attack him, which shows that his summoning failed this time, but Halde did not give up. He had already made a foreseeable defense before casting the spell, which was in Tuttle's head. Reagan planted a clear enemy.

"I am not your enemy!" Halde shouted with all his strength, "Your enemy is called Equation, the king of all nations! Go kill him, he is your enemy!"

"Equation, equation..."

Tuttle repeated the name of the equation repeatedly, as if remembering something.

He let go of Halder, ignored this guy, and walked out of the basement to find his enemies.

Looking at the leaving Tuttle, Hal let out a long sigh for the rest of his life. At this moment, he felt the horror of black magic. Even he couldn't fully grasp it. possible.

Regarding the black magic, Halde is becoming more and more afraid, but before he can really control Nero, he must use the power of the black magic to destroy everything that might threaten him.

Tuttle, who left the basement, immediately caused panic in Halder's estate.

Such a flayed man walked swaggeringly in the manor, the servants were already frightened out of their wits, and the fanatical believers of Halde rushed forward desperately to control him.

However, Tuttle, who was infused with black magic, was so powerful that he could no longer look like an ordinary human being. Those fanatical believers kept rushing up, and then Tuttle repeatedly broke their necks.

Soon, the manor was full of the corpses of those red-robed believers, and the ground was full of severed limbs. The scene in front of them was like a purgatory on earth.

No one can stop Tuttle, blood flowed everywhere he passed, and those who blocked him were all decapitated.

Finally, he came outside the room where Dora was held.

(End of this chapter)