I, the god, recruit witches to make money

Kintaro swallowed his arm and burped contentedly, "I have no interest in you anymore."

"The next prey is Bai Shi."

He put on the Kuroirui ring and left on his own without continuing to attack Oki Takehiko who was missing his left hand.

Such indifference annoyed Okihiko more than losing his hand in the sneak attack. His spiritual pressure surged and he said, "Stop talking nonsense!"

An evil wind blew from behind.

An expression of impatience flashed across Kintaro's face. He twisted his waist and slapped Oki Takehiko hard on the head, "Idiot! You are no longer edible!"

"I'm a foodie, I don't eat junk!"

boom.

Chong Wuyan blocked with his right arm, but was still knocked into the wall, causing the barrier to tremble.

His entire body seemed to have been crushed by a huge truck.

"Damn it..." Okihiko felt dizzy as he watched Kintaro leave. He lost twice in a row within just one hour.

His heart was filled with resentment and he wanted to become stronger!

As his eyelids were about to droop and close, Okihiko heard someone say, "What a pitiful human! Let me help you."

ps: Thanks to my wife, come and see Jiansheng’s reward!

Chapter 262 Disappeared in a snap

who is it?

Oki Takehiko fell into a coma with doubts.

In his sleep, he recalled his childhood.

What impressed me most was the fat Daimyo who was pressing on me in that room.

The name is his adoptive father.

In fact, he was just a fat pig full of desires, and was finally wiped out by Lord Nobunaga and his troops.

"what."

Chong Wuyan woke up with a start, sweating profusely. He looked down and saw that his arm had been roughly bandaged.

Are you a staff member of the Budokan?

He glanced around, it looked like a cheap little hotel room.

It doesn't take up a lot of space, and the cleanliness is maintained so that there are no cobwebs in the corners.

The curtains no longer showed any trace of their original whiteness.

Okihiko recalled what he had said before he fell into a coma and murmured, "It's just an illusion."

The old door lock turned, and someone pushed the door open and said, "Oh, you're awake."

"who are you?"

Chong Wuyan looked at the other person, a woman in her early thirties, with an average appearance except for her exceptionally thick lips.

Pretty good figure.

Combined with the stylish leather outfit and the live room, they don't look like the staff of a martial arts hall.

"My name is Frieda Abbott, and I am a subordinate of the King of the West."

The black-haired woman introduced herself, closed the door with her hand, and showed an abnormal smile on her face, "I am an immortal species. In your human terms, you can call me a monster."

"?!" Chong Wuyan's face was filled with shock.

"No need to look so surprised. The King of the North, Ephiklos, has died. We divided up his laboratory and found some interesting information from it."

Frieda walked to the bed, looked at Chong Wuyan who looked alert, and said with a smile: "You should understand that if I want to kill you, I can do it while you are unconscious."

"Do you want to spy on the human expeditionary force?"

Chong Wuyan expressed this doubt and said firmly: "I won't say anything to you."

"Haha, we are not very interested in the human expeditionary force. We are just curious whether Ephiklos' method of transforming humans into immortals is effective."

Frieda didn't care whether he believed it or not, and took out a bottle of potion from her pocket. The color was turbid, gray-brown, and seemed to be solidified soil. "Drink this, and you will become our partner.

According to the remaining information, your strength will be further improved, or you may explode and die.

This is an inevitable risk if you want to improve your strength."

"Do you think I will believe you?"

Chong Wuyan still had a wary look on his face, unwilling to believe that a monster would have any good feelings towards him.

"A disabled killer, if you have a better choice, you don't have to trust me."

Frieda spread her hands, with a nonchalant expression on her face, and said with a smile: "I just chose to give you a chance because I saw that you were eager for power.

If you don’t want to, then just be mediocre until you die.”

These words were like a knife stabbing Chong Wuyan's heart, turning his face into a bloodless pale.

He remembered Bai Shi's teachings on the field, that borrowing external forces was an inferior method, and that only by relying on oneself could one move towards a more distant future.

But does he have so many choices?

The empty one arm indicated that his future in fighting was over, and even if he got another arm, it would not be as good as the original one.

Not everyone can connect to the kirin arm.

Chong Wuyan hesitated for a moment and made a decision in his heart.

If you can't stand in this world as a strong man, then die!

He reached out for the bottle of medicine.

This is his last hope, and he must hold on to it even if it is given by the devil.

Watching his actions, Frieda narrowed her eyes slightly.

Unlike the King of the North who simply loved to conduct experiments, she saw the value of transforming humans into immortal species.

If we transform those who want to become stronger into immortals and use them as slaves, we will generate a large number of troops.

The King of the West will become the most powerful king in the Shura world.

However, the cause of the King of the North's death is a mystery that troubles her mind. Did he die from his own experiment?

Or did he die at the hands of other immortal species?

Must pay attention.

Frieda was distracted there.

Chong Takehiko opened the bottle and drank the turbid medicine in one gulp.

"Gulala."

The moment the solidified medicine entered Okihiko's mouth, he felt an extremely cold feeling.

It felt like being in an extremely cold place, and the bone-chilling chill gradually spread to every part of the body as the magic potion was swallowed.

Even the originally clear consciousness became dull under the erosion of this coolness.

Trembling and curling up, he instinctively folded his body together.

Okihiko could feel that some changes were quietly happening in his body.

A kind of strange energy that has no substance but can be clearly perceived is continuously washing every part of the body.

The potion carried a strong malicious negative spiritual energy, impacting his mental barriers like a nightmare.

Chong Wuyan vaguely knew that once this mental barrier was broken, some horrifying changes would definitely occur in him.

He tried to keep his mind focused and prevent this negative corrosive force from breaking through his defenses.

Layers of translucent scales gradually rose from the surface of the skin. The jet-black hair moved without wind, with a hint of purple at the ends.

The ten fingers became sharp, and bone-white keratin grew out from the fingertips.

"Humans can really transform..."

Frieda, who was standing aside, couldn't help showing a look of surprise when she saw this strange sight.

The King of the North is the weakest among the four kings, but his mind is definitely the most flexible among the immortals.

They can even come up with a method to transform humans into immortal species.

Fortunately, that person was far more interested in experiments than conquering the Shura world.

This will allow the king to get a big bargain.

According to the notes left by the King of the North, the transformation of the human body into an animal is one of the symbols of the successful transformation into the immortal species.

Frieda continued to observe the changes in Oki Takehiko.

……

Layers of fine flesh scales covered Oki Takehiko's skin like a placenta, trembling slightly with his breathing.

I felt a tingling sensation in my tailbone and upper forehead, as if something was brewing.

As his chest rose and fell, strands of blue-white electric light danced around his body, and crackling sounds continued.

The negative emotions continued to hit his mental defenses, finally causing a crack in his strong mind.

The malice penetrated through the cracks.

"what!"

Chong Wuyan let out a low growl, and a lizard-like tail emerged from his tail vertebrae. Two sharp horns appeared on his forehead, and his eyes turned scarlet, as if blood was being injected into them.

"Congratulations on your success."

Frieda clapped and congratulated him on his conversion.

"Ha." Chong Wuyan let out a breath, his broken left arm quickly regenerated, and he jumped off the bed.

Looking at his new arm, it was covered with fleshy scales, just like the scales on a lizard.

Before, I would probably feel disgusted.

Now, he felt that nothing in the world was more beautiful than his arms.

A steady stream of power surged through his body. Seventh level? No, it was possible that he could reach the eighth level.

It seemed as if the entire world could not accommodate him. There was no trace of his previous gentleness anymore, and he became cold and hard.

"That's great!"

Chong Takehiko shouted excitedly.

I was hesitant before I became a demon, and after I became a demon, I regretted not drinking it earlier.

Frieda smiled and said, "What are you going to do next?"

"Is there any need to ask? Of course I'll settle the score with them!"

Okihiko's mind was already twisted at this moment.

Needless to say, even Shiraishi hated the ogre that was gnawing at his arm.

If it weren't for Hei Rui who beat him to death, how could the ogre have succeeded in his sneak attack?

"I want to take back everything I lost!"

He wants to wash the ring with blood.

The smile on Frieda's face became sweeter, and she said, "Let me see your power."

This is a good opportunity to convert a large number of people.

For extraordinary people who are trying to break through their current realm, magic potions are a temptation they cannot resist.

And Takehiko Oki is the best advertisement.

The so-called expeditionary force can become disunited with just a little trick.

The desire to become stronger is a characteristic of all living things.