Douluo Amon: I am the Heavenly Venerable of the Dragon King.

Chapter 398 Dog Training

In the desolate wilderness, there were no lone men or women, only two figures standing in this deserted suburb.

One of them, with black hair and black eyes, fair skin and a beautiful face, was looking at the other figure with a mischievous smile.

The other figure she was watching was fully armed, wearing dark green armor. If you looked closely, you could see that there were faint roars of vengeful spirits above the armor.

"Ugh, sob sob sob..."

At this moment, the dark green figure, the Dark Bell Nanali, was constantly emitting low moans. She wanted to speak, but her mouth was as if it were blocked, and she could only make muffled sounds.

"Oh, don't be afraid~, it'll be over soon." Fors's playful voice rang out, and Nanali struggled even harder, but unfortunately, her body was completely out of her control.

"Waaaaah..."

Nunnally watched as the white orb of light easily burrowed into her battle armor, like a worm. Whether it was Fors's doing or not, although Nunnally's mental power was also restricted, she could clearly sense her physical condition.

In Nanali's perception, one of the orbs of light was resting on her chest, constantly burrowing into her body. The other orb of light was resting on her forehead, burrowing into her brain.

No matter what, Nanali is a girl. Although she has seen the most cruel scenes, she is not the protagonist in those scenes, so how could she empathize with them?

However, at this moment, looking at the ball of light constantly drilling into her body, Nanali showed a rare hint of fear.

The main problem is that this thing is too terrifying. Instead of burrowing into Nanali's body all at once, it chose to burrow in slowly, allowing Nanali to clearly sense her condition.

Even without any actual pain, Nanali still felt a chill run down her spine. This thing clearly wasn't good, and she was already starting to regret her actions.

God knows it was just a whim, and it ended up getting me into serious trouble.

"Alright." After watching the Time Worm enter Nanali's body, Fors snapped her fingers, allowing her to move freely.

The moment Nanali regained her mobility, she quickly distanced herself from Fors, her mental energy surging as she rapidly scanned her own physical condition.

No! No!

Nanali's face gradually turned grim. The test results showed that her body was perfectly normal. But how could this be? She was certain that those two white orbs of light were definitely not good things. Although she couldn't sense them, a sense of crisis always enveloped her.

Looking at Fors not far away, Nanali said sharply, "What exactly did you do to me?"

Fors said with a smile, "Didn't I say before that I just wanted to bring a little toy home to play with, and I think you'd be perfect for it?"

"You! Ah!" Nanali was about to say something when she couldn't help but scream and roll on the ground.

Ouch! It hurts so much! The pain, like having one's soul being gnawed away, spread throughout Nanali's entire body.

She might have been able to bear physical pain, but this pain, which seemed to come from her very soul, was unbearable.

"Hmm, I feel like it's a bit difficult to communicate with you, so let me let you feel the pain for ten minutes first, and then we can talk properly."

Fors's languid voice rang out, and then he conjured a wooden chair from wood elements, sat down on it, and looked at Nanali with a smile.

The fact that Nunnally was in so much pain was definitely her doing. Those two Time Worms that had just parasitized Nunnally were something she had prepared on purpose.

She didn't want to turn Nanali into a clone, otherwise it would be so boring! Although she didn't have much experience, she didn't mind acting as a dog trainer, even if she accidentally broke Nanali, it didn't matter, since evil spirit masters were to be killed by everyone anyway.

Who knows, she might even gain fame by bringing Nanali's corpse with her.

Moreover, considering Nanali's cultivation level, Fors specially prepared two Time Worms for her, one in her brain and one in her heart.

Although it seems to make no difference where it is, since the Time Worm parasitizes the soul, not the body.

However, just to scare Nanali, Fors still performed a parasitic act in front of her.

Nan Fusheng already had many clones, but they were just two Time Worms. He didn't care, so he gave them to Fors and let her play with them herself.

Fors is now directly controlling the Time Worms, making them inflict pain on Nunnally and tear at her soul.

"Huff! Huff! Ha! Ha..."

Ten minutes later, Nanali lay on the ground, breathing heavily. A minute later, she managed to sit up. The human body has unlimited potential. When the pain began to subside, although it was still painful, at least it felt much better.

"How are you feeling? Are you feeling better?" Fors's voice rang out again.

"You!" Nanali's eyes flashed with a hint of malice as she stared intently at Fors. As a Super Douluo, when had she ever been this pathetic, except during her initial period of weakness?

"Oh dear, it seems we still can't have a proper conversation. Well, there's nothing I can do but try a different approach."

"Perhaps we can talk. Just tell me what you want to do." Nanali took a deep breath, forcibly suppressing her anger. Now she was at the mercy of Fors, and had no choice but to submit to him first.

"Well, didn't I already say?" Fors still had a playful smile on her face. "I want a toy, a plush ball, a pet. I think you'd be perfect for me. What do you think? Want to consider it?"

"You're dreaming!" Nanali immediately retorted sharply. How could she possibly become someone else's toy? Even within the Holy Spirit Cult, with its one emperor and two rulers, Nanali only obeyed their commands because they were powerful enough and their interests aligned.

No, it's not so much an assignment as a transaction. It's more like a deal. It's precisely because of their shared interests that she's willing to become one of the Dark Four Kings of the Holy Spirit Cult. But if they dare to make Nanali their pet, she'll definitely turn on them on the spot.

Fors is merely a Soul Saint. So what if her methods are a bit strange? She will never submit to her.

Just then, Nanali suddenly felt a strange sensation. It was itchy, so itchy, an unbearable itch that spread throughout her body. It was an itch that made her feel like she wanted to be torn apart.

Nanali immediately retracted her battle armor into her body and wanted to reach out to scratch, but she forcefully suppressed it with her will. She couldn't scratch, otherwise the situation might get worse.

"Oh, so you actually held back? As expected of someone who can cultivate to the level of a Super Douluo, you're truly remarkable."

"You!" Nanali wanted to say something, but quickly let out a muffled groan. Pain was relatively bearable, but this itching was not so easy to endure.

The intense itching caused her body to convulse uncontrollably.

The intense itching caused Nanali's body to spasm violently, and the itch lasted for a full half hour. When the itch finally subsided, Nanali gasped for breath.

"Well, can we have a proper talk now?" Fors's devilish whisper rang out from in front of Nanali.

"Would you like to be my pet?"

"You're dreaming!" Nanali's voice rang out through gritted teeth. It was just a little pain and itching. You think you can make her submit based on just these two things? What a joke.

Seeing Nanali's resolute demeanor, Fors was somewhat surprised. "Aren't evil spirit masters supposed to be particularly afraid of death? How come you're so tough?"

"Hmph." Nanali snorted coldly, without replying. As a Super Douluo, she still possessed her own pride. Rather, it's more accurate to say that most people who reach the Super Douluo level have their own pride.

How to describe it? Perhaps it's a feeling of being above ordinary people? In short, it's that unique sense of pride that belongs to the strong. It's a feeling that you're not in the same class as ordinary Soul Masters.

It was this pride of the strong that made Nunnally unwilling to submit to Fors, even if it was only verbal submission.

"There's really nothing we can do."

Upon hearing Fors's words, Nanali closed her eyes, bracing herself for the onslaught of pain or itching.

However, after a while, neither pain nor itching came, which made her wonder if Fors was no longer going to torture her.

Just then, she suddenly felt as if her hand was being grabbed. She opened her eyes and saw Fors smiling at her, with his two hands on her right hand, one above the other.

"Since you don't want to be my pet, then you have no reason to live. Just go and be reborn in paradise." The extremely cold words came from Fors's small mouth at a 37-degree angle, making Nanali's body stiffen.

No, this must be a joke! She's one of the Four Dark Kings of the Holy Spirit Cult, possessing a wealth of information. How could Fors possibly kill her so easily? It's probably just a bluff, an attempt to scare her!

"Dying like this is a good ending for you." Fors removed her hands from Nanali's right hand, allowing Nanali to clearly see her right hand, a wrinkled and incredibly old hand.

"Ah!!! My hand!!!"

An incredibly sharp sound rang out from Nanali's mouth in an instant. She immediately pulled her right hand back, examined it carefully, and then was horrified to find that her right hand had indeed become incredibly old.

No, not only the right hand, but the left hand was also covered with wrinkles, just like an old man's hand.

"What did you do to me?!" A hoarse voice came from Nanali's mouth, making her unable to believe that it was actually her own voice.

"What did I do?" Fors smiled, then waved her hand, and water elements condensed, forming a water mirror in front of Nanali, reflecting her current appearance. The appearance of an old woman.

"My face! My face!!!"

Nanali could hardly believe the image reflected in the water mirror. How could that aged appearance be her? She reached out and touched her face; wrinkles and creases were all signs unique to the elderly.

"It's fake, it's all fake, this must be an illusion."

Nanali forced herself to calm down. She was a Super Douluo! In terms of lifespan, she could live to be over two hundred years old. How could she grow old so easily? This must be some kind of illusion.

"Yes! It's all fake. Just hold onto that thought and then die." Fors sat on a wooden chair to the side, watching her with a grin. At the same time, a thought flashed through her mind, causing the Time Worm to accelerate its devouring of Nanali's life essence.

"No, no!"

Nanali stared in horror at her reflection in the water mirror. Her face was aging rapidly, and the weakness of her life force fading away was undeniable.

She's still young, only in her early thirties. Considering the lifespan of a Super Douluo, she can live for at least another 150 years. She doesn't want to die!

Girls are always very concerned about their appearance, and even though Nanali is an evil spirit master, she is no exception.

Nanali frantically reached into the water mirror, as if she could regain her youth in this way. Unfortunately, her arm passed right through it, the water mirror shattered, and turned into a puddle of water that fell to the ground.

"No, no!"

Watching herself rapidly age in the floodwaters, the fear of death finally gripped Nanali's heart, quickly shattering her psychological defenses.

She was so young, she hadn't even glimpsed the path to becoming a Limit Douluo, how could she die like this! And to die in such an aged state, this was a completely meaningless death.

Evil spirit masters are indeed particularly afraid of death, and Nanali is no exception. She was just so confident because she thought she still had great value and that Fors would never kill her.

But now, feeling her life slipping away so quickly, Nanali finally became afraid. She didn't want to die!

"I surrender, I surrender! Please don't kill me." The old woman's plea for mercy came from Nanali's mouth; she finally gave in.

"Oh, you don't seem to be submitting at all." Fors snapped his fingers, and Nanali could feel the rate at which her life essence was draining away begin to slow down.

Looking at Fors in the distance with a half-smile, and feeling his own life essence still flowing away, only at a slower pace.

Nanali hesitated for a moment, but in the end, the fear of death prevailed. Nanali got up from the ground and slowly knelt down in the direction of Fors.

"Good, very good." Fors chuckled, then snapped his fingers. Nanali could feel that the life force flowing out of her body had stopped.

Moreover, even the life essence that had previously been lost is slowly returning to their bodies.

(End of this chapter)