"What the hell? Those vines are parasitic trees?"

Renault pointed ahead, a little unbelievable.

He also thought that the parasitic tree was a tall tree with a huge canopy and leaves as big as a human face.

I didn't expect it to be such a weird thing?

"Yes, this is a parasitic tree. It relies on women's body fluids to make a living and also grow on it."

"Everything you see now is that the parasitic tree is taking root in the female slave's body."

"I always feel that this is a plant that only the abyss should have..." Renault couldn't help but sigh as he looked at the female slave who was tortured by the vines.

"Renault, you know that our national treasure of Kalanry, the parasitic tree fruits, can make people see the best of everything in their lives, and can also control the minds of others. These fruits come from the vines rooted in women's bodies."

With Narid's description, the vines were already scattered around the body of the elves subwoman female slaves, and Renault could clearly see the supported skin and broken purple-red blood vessels.

"These seeds are usually hidden under the ground, and they will only come out from the ground when they smell a woman. They will also secrete a hypnotic smell, which is why I and you are so far away."

"The reason why these female slaves look confused and do not struggle too violently even in extreme pain is that they are hypnotic in the parasitic tree."

Narid watched with interest the scene of the elves and the female slaves being tortured.

There was no discomfort at all, after all, these female slaves were just nourishment in his eyes.

Maybe the female elves are valuable elsewhere, but in Kalanri, near the Emerald Border, there is still a great chance to capture some elves soldiers. M.

"Can't you dig out these seeds and bring them back to the capital for cultivation? Why do you have to go so far and waste manpower and material resources?" Renault asked.

"No." Narid shook his head.

"These seeds will die once they are dug out, so our country will come to this big forest every once in a while to purchase goods."

"And the seeds of this parasitic tree are very picky, and not all female slaves can make them willing to show their heads."

"It must be an elf or a sub-human virgin."

Renault was stunned when he heard this.

I couldn't help but feel speechless.

What are the abnormal conditions?

Are parasitic trees really plants instead of some perverted middle-aged uncle?

"Do you find it strange?"

Narid sneered.

"I've tried to bring ordinary women before, but these seeds have no response. They have to grow without being stained with others."

"So, there is no way. For a long time afterwards, I found some sub-elves or little ghost heads that were plundering when attacking the elves' village."

"At that time, many people thought that the boss of our slave hunting team would be good at this, so you must not mention this matter to the boss."

Nadri lowered his voice, as if afraid that the mysterious boss would be nearby, and then suddenly appeared and twisted his neck.

Renault shrank his head when he heard this.

The leader of the Kalanri Slave Capture Team was a serious half-step champion, but he was much better than the uncle in front of him.

It was during this time of conversation.

Several submen and elves slaves were already wrapped in vines and turned into a slowly squirming cocoon.

Occasionally, miserable wails came from it, proving that the female slave inside was just suffering and did not die.

"How long will it take for the parasitic tree fruit to grow?" Renault turned around, not wanting to watch the strange scene again.

"It depends on the development speed of the parasitic trees for about three days, but it should be a big problem."

Nared patted Renault on the shoulder, pulled him up from the stump, and said:

"Okay, there's nothing to see next. Didn't you wonder what the fun we were looking for? Now I'll take you there."

With deep expectations, Renault was taken to a warehouse near a dozen imperial soldiers guarding around. When they saw Narid, their faces showed flattering and expectant smiles.

It seems that something good is about to happen?

Renault secretly guessed based on the expressions of these soldiers.

"Those elves and female slaves of the submen have become seed beds, so open the warehouse."

Narid smiled and ordered, and the soldiers around him seemed to have heard some great joy, shouted loudly and opened the warehouse in a hurry.

The noisy woman's screams rang out.

Renault saw that the warehouse was locked in the number of elves or female slaves who were young.

“Disposing these ineffective nutrients is also one of our jobs.”

Narid shrugged at Renault who was unknown, with a frivolous tone.

"It's useless, why? They should all meet the requirements for the original goods."

"Yes, but not all female slaves will react to the hypnotic breath of the parasitic tree, which is very important."

"Because the parasitic trees are very fragile when they first grow, even if a woman uses a little force, she can break free."

Narid explained.

Renault's eyes also swept over the elves and the female slaves of the sub-men as well.

These submen and elf female slaves obviously don’t live well. They don’t even say that they are green and purple, and they are also very haggard.

"So..." Renault swallowed, as if he knew what Narid was talking about.

“As you thought.”

"We must deal with these goods in the forest and cannot be brought back, because the army of King Winter is coming, and this matter cannot be discovered by him."

"In addition, corpses can also become nutrients for the growth of parasitic trees, but before the parasitic trees start to sprout, we can deal with these female slaves at will."

"Do you understand what I mean?"

Narid smiled very kindly, but Renault saw the darkest evil and naked contempt for life in that kind smile.

“As a newcomer, it’s normal that you are not used to it, I can understand.”

Narid disregarded Renault's gaze.

He had seen too many such questioning gazes, but these gazes would eventually become as cold as him within a week.

Without exception.

"Okay, go, the brothers guarded outside shouted in. The party can start. Choose the goods you like, so don't be restrained~"

"After the barbecue, there will be a chef to prepare it for everyone. If you drink it, you can drink it once when you go back, and I will treat you!"

The entire slave hunting team's camp gave excitement, and all the human soldiers were very excited. They had been waiting for the party for a long time.

In the warehouse, the elves and the sub-girls hugged each other tightly. They shrank their petite bodies, shivered, and their pretty faces were covered with tears.

In those pairs of bright and innocent eyes, reflected were the hideous and rampant smiles of human beings, the dancing of demons, and the darkness that was more evil than the abyss.

Outside the camp.

Six giant cocoons of plants wrapped in vines were slightly squirming.

Occasionally, you can see the giant cocoon through the gaps of the vines, and the girls' seven orifices are filled with terrifying faces filled with strange vines.

They are still alive.

They are worse than death.

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Chapter completed!