As an initial blessing, the Imperial Governor had an extra mouth on his belly many years ago, but it was not the very terrible type. Instead, he had rosy lips and fair teeth. He was biting Ivroyeia's weapon, and from time to time he stretched out his scarlet tongue to slide on the gun.
After glanced at Prince Ada, the governor reached out and grabbed a pile of things in the plate at hand, and then raised his head high.
At that moment, Ivroyeia's eyes were bloodshot.
"How dare you!"
He pulled back the weapon with force, but the other party's mouth had opened to an incredible angle. As his palm relaxed, a whole handful of soul stones fell into his mouth instantly.
"Delicious food is worthy of my Lord's favorite food."
Seeing that the other party devoured the soul stones of his compatriots in front of him, Ivroyeia was furious and drove the mount to step on the other party.
However, in an instant, the floating tentacles around him were wrapped around. Ivroyeia cut off two, but the remaining tentacles wrapped around his throat and arms.
At the same time, the governor trembled violently, his eyes turned upwards, his limbs twisted, and the banshee around him began to slap his claws and laugh, ignoring Prince Aida.
At that moment, his jaw suddenly expanded, and a spiral of tentacles with mouthparts like poisonous snakes gushed out of the governor's throat and wrapped towards Ivroyeia.
In a flash, the prince abandoned his mount, waved his spear and cut off the tentacles, quickly stepped on his saddle and flipped back.
The next moment, he heard the screams of the carnivorous dragon and the sound of the flesh and bones breaking.
The other party actually began to devour prey that was almost twice as big as himself. During extreme gluttony, some things on the Governor were quietly changing. His skin began to tear, his muscles bulged, and the transformation of mutated flesh and blood covered the old muscles.
In just a few breaths, he became a giant figure close to four meters tall, with horns and tentacles highlighted everywhere in his body, and at the same time, a right arm like a crab claw, and his skin also turned into an ugly red mixed with purple. The only thing that remains unchanged is the fat and depravity, and the insatiable mouth on his belly. At this time, it became more like a demon.
"Praise the Prince of Darkness! My Lord! I will dedicate to you eternal delicacies!"
As soon as he finished speaking, a small mouth burst out from his shoulders with a faint sound, and every blasphemy word inside burned Ivroyeia's senses.
When the other party looked down at him, Ivroyeia felt that it was so terrible, vicious and greedy, that it longed for his essence, just like the eternal enemy of their clan.
"Prince! Go quickly!"
At this time, a dragon knight roared, and Ivroyeia decisively turned around and jumped behind the other party. The fallen governor did not chase him, but just laughed mockingly, because it knew that all the spirits could not escape the palm of the Dark Prince, and the ceremony was soon completed.
Even when the elves rush into their last line of defense, he didn't respond, because he knew that the taste of food was the best when it gathered together and was surrounded by fear.
And when he saw the soldiers who had already started dancing wildly under the guidance of the Dark Prince's maids, his face showed an ugly smile.
This Aida world is just the beginning. When he completes his sublimation, he will return to his original dominance, where there are more delicious foods to be tasted, and the billions of blind and withered creatures will be another delicacy.
At this time, his heart was full of crazy thoughts and he did not notice that the fleet on the orbit had not received any messages for a long time...
When the war in the ancestors' woodlands changed in a terrible direction, the troops responsible for the guarding on the distant coastline were unaware of this. They just adhered to the orders conveyed from above. Even some abnormalities from the distant sky did not arouse their alert, because at some point a large cloud had already covered the sky.
Many people speculate that it may be raining.
After coughing, Captain Dawson placed one hand on the shell of the Hydra Anti-Air Cannon and shook his bag with the other hand. The shells inside filled the bottom of the bag, as if there was a long pipe snail inside poking his waist. The colonel then threw it to his adjutant.
"Take it with me."
The adjutant tried its weight in his hand, and then asked curiously:
"Sir, is it valuable?"
"It's quite valuable. Many things in this world are fucking valuable. Any flower and plant can be sold at a high price in the nest, but they are all burned for the fucking dog god."
Dawson said helplessly, shook his head. He was a fisherman's child. He grew up in the agricultural world and lived by the sea since he was a child. He knew all kinds of shellfish very well, but he had never seen such exquisite shellfish. All shellfish in this world look like some kind of gem or jade. Not only has incredibly exquisite patterns, but they even emit different brilliances in the water.
Based on his childhood experience, he immediately judged that the rich must be willing to buy such things for a lot of money, so he desperately searched for shells by the beach when there was no battle.
However, since the war started, these things seemed to have been hidden by themselves. He searched for almost a week before he found such a little.
Taking a deep breath, Dawson turned his eyes to the sea that began to roll and roar because of the sudden strong sea breeze. He thought in his mind that the war was about to end, how should he make another final profit?
After all, if nothing unexpected happens, the captain is the limit of civilian soldiers like him. Although the retirement of the Star Army is a low probability, he has survived it. If nothing unexpected happens, he can retire after the war is over.
He will need a lot of money at that time because he wants to buy a big fishing boat to fulfill his childhood dream-
"Sir, then... can I give this to me?"
Hearing the adjutant's words, Dawson rolled his eyes and scolded him angrily:
"Go and find it yourself!"
The twenty-five-year-old adjutant stretched out his hand and said helplessly:
"Sir, look, my nails are gone, and I haven't found any one..."
"That's you stupid! Didn't I teach you how to drive the sea? The opportunity is that you can't control it yourself, and you deserve to be a big soldier for the rest of your life! Then won't you learn from the 89th Regiment's stealing things to secretly dig plants or steal small objects left by the spirit race?"
"Ko... The political commissar said that he would shoot him if he had hidden alien items privately..."
"You are so brave that you can't starve to death, so you can be a starving ghost for the rest of your life!"
"That sir... I heard that we have occupied a planet, is it true that we have the opportunity to retire and settle here?"
Dawson sneered and patted the other person's face with his hand.
"Did you wake up? Is this kind of good place our turn? After the fight, it is likely that this is the private garden of the governor. What do you think we are fighting to the death? For the Emperor of God?"
Chapter completed!