Blood splashed like a fountain, and a strong fishy smell began to fill the air.
"Well!"
The deputy captain was speechless. The others stared at Downton in shock as if they had seen the undead. What kind of martial arts is this? So gorgeous!
"Deputy Commander, I guess he can kill a thousand people!"
Emma covered her mouth with her hands and whispered a reminder.
A mutated lizard man wearing a crown, carrying a decapitating ax, rushed out of the largest tent in the camp, and roared.
Roar!
The sound waves roared, and the grand marshal's peak momentum was clearly visible.
"Save us first!"
Some adventurers urged him hoarsely.
"Humanity!"
The Lizard Lord had just finished roaring and wanted to say a few harsh words to show his majesty when he saw the human throwing an elemental dragon spear.
call out!
The speed of the Dragon Spear was so fast that it rubbed against the air and exploded into sparks. The Lizard Lord was startled and knew something was wrong. Just as he was about to dodge, the Dragon Spear had already been inserted into his mouth.
boom!
The dragon gun took the lord's body and broke a dozen big trees in succession, which were hugged by several people, and then nailed it to a tree. The hands and feet were drooped, looking like a salted fish being dried.
.
"So...so strong!"
The adventurers, who were originally in a panic because of the lord's appearance, did not expect that the monster that killed their leader would be killed as soon as they met.
"Thank you!"
The deputy leader thanked the group members and said, "Hurry up, don't stay here for a long time!"
Downton shook his head speechlessly. What kind of character is this? Not to mention promising some thank you gifts, but at least respect should be shown, right?
"Don't worry, our deputy leader is a bit rough."
Emma's embarrassed explanation is, in fact, caused by the traditional concept of the Master being superior, and people look down on Downton.
Of course, there are people who are discerning.
"Sir, I would like to hire you to escort me back to White Harbor. The price is negotiable."
A young woman came over with a sincere tone and a wink.
"good!"
Downton nodded, he had nowhere to go anyway.
The group of people set off on the road in a hurry, and did not stop until the bright moon was high in the sky.
"No, we can't run anymore, why don't we camp on the spot?"
A member of the group suggested it.
"Do you want to run away for a while? Those insidious and cunning underground races hold grudges the most. If we kill their lord, we will be chased to death."
After seeing their companions being eaten by barbecue, many young mages became timid.
"Lord Downton, what do you think we should do?"
The young woman looked at Downton, pretending to be weak, trying to arouse Downton's pity.
"Keep on going!"
The deputy leader urged angrily.
"Set up camp!"
Through Emma's big mouth, Downton has learned that the young woman is the wife of the dead leader, and the deputy leader is the brother of the leader.
"OK!"
The young woman ignored the deputy regiment and ordered to set up camp.
A temporary camp was cleared and a bonfire was lit.
Downton was wrapped in a blanket, lost in thought, thinking about how to defeat the evil god. The deer legs smeared with honey were roasting golden, and the hot fat dripped into the flames, making a sizzling sound.
A smell of meat filled the air.
Gudong!
Many people were swallowing their saliva. These masters took their servants with them when they went out to take care of daily life. They died and lost their supplies, so they had no choice but to take action, and the result was a mess.
Emma, who was very familiar with it, had already sat next to Downton, flipping the grill.
“It’s ready to eat!”
After Emma finished speaking, she opened her big eyes and looked at Downton expectantly, waiting obediently for him to speak.
"you eat!"
Downton took out a dagger and handed it to Emma. He then carried a wine bottle and drank while dazed. With his physique, he could already absorb the magic energy floating in the air. He would not have any problem without eating for a year.
"Hey, I'm not welcome then."
Emma started to cut the meat and screamed when it was burned.
Gululu!
The sound of the master's stomach growling became louder.
The deputy leader muttered a few words to the young man beside him.
"Cut a piece for me!"
The young man moved closer to Emma.
"You go ask Mr. Downton."
Emma glanced at Downton, not daring to make her own decision.
"Look, he didn't refuse either!"
Youthful sophistry.
"no."
Emma shook her head.
"Hey, where are you from?"
The young man frowned and was unhappy, "I ate his roasted venison because I looked up to him. Stop talking nonsense and cut off his thigh for me."
"How could you do this?"
Emma complained.
"give him!"
Downton spoke.
"ah?"
Emma was puzzled.
"I can't handle this little thing, I'll do it!"
Downton stood up and walked over.
"Haha, you are wise. Also, as a senior, I will give you a piece of advice. When sleeping in the rainforest, you must always be alert and don't drink anything."
The young Dharma Master is giving orders.
"This guy's father is a powerful marquis, and he also holds an important position in the Magic Council. You can't afford to offend him."
Emma persuaded in a low voice, worried that Downton would suffer.
"That's why I have to honor him!"
Downton cut off a whole deer leg and walked towards the young man.
"Haha, Emma, learn better. If you want to climb up, you have to be so knowledgeable!"
The young man said and gave the young woman a demonstrative look. If it weren't for her, he wouldn't be pouring this muddy water.
Ha ha!
The members who were timid at first suddenly lost their awed attitude when they saw Downton's appearance and laughed at him in unison.
"Come, let me help you eat!"
As Downton spoke, he punched the young man's mouth with the deer leg in his hand.
boom!
The young man staggered back, his teeth all broken.
Those members were like ducks whose necks were strangled, and their laughter stopped.
"Ah, what are you doing?"
The young man was shocked, spitting blood and complaining inarticulately.
"Aren't you going to eat deer legs?"
Downton waved his hand, turned the young man around, stepped on his chest with one foot, held the deer leg in his other hand, and pressed it hard on his face.
The deer leg that had just been taken off the campfire was scalding hot and dripping with grease. When it was pressed to the young man's face, he immediately made a hissing sound.
Woohoo!
The young man struggled and whimpered, and black smoke mixed with a burnt smell spread out.
"Eat it, don't waste it!"
The deer legs were stained with blood, and the bridge of the young man's nose and cheekbones were flattened, and his eyes were knocked out. It looked so miserable.
The group members stopped talking. They all lowered their heads and huddled together, fearing that Downton would cause trouble.
Because he was worried about Di Lanxue and the others, Tang Dun had been holding back his anger for a long time, so he was very merciful by not killing these people.
After venting his anger, Downton threw away the deer leg and sat back by the campfire.
"He's going to die!"
Emma reminded.
"Just die, you are a scumbag, living is a waste of food."
Downton pouted.
"His father was very powerful."
Emma added.
"hehe!"
Downton chuckled. He didn't even know how many kings he had killed.
The members who glanced at Downton all shuddered because they discovered that when people said this, their attitude was extremely casual.
"Who the hell is this guy?"
The members are guessing.
Emma and the young woman who had attended high-class banquets could see that Downton's temperament was exactly the same as that of those high-ranking people. No, he was stronger than them. He was definitely the type who had the power of life and death.
Nervous Emma picked up the bottle, took a sip, and then shouted out.
"Ah? The wine of victory? Isn't this the secret brew of the elves?"
Emma saw the label on the bottle.
"I go to rest."
Downton waved his hand and got into the tent.
"Hey, this..."
Emma was at a loss as she held the wine bottle. This kind of wine has magical effects and is a tribute. Except for the royal family and wealthy families, no one else can drink it.
"It must be fake!"
The deputy leader despised him.
This kind of wine has a price but no market. One bottle can buy dozens of adventure groups like him. If it were true, who would just leave it outside and let outsiders drink it?
"Well, fake!"
Emma nodded, carefully reminiscing about the power of the wine, and wanted to take another sip, but was reluctant. After all, the price of one sip could buy her family's manor.
Gudong!
There was another sound of swallowing, and looking at Emma's intoxicated appearance, the group members estimated that the wine was most likely real, so they became even more curious about Downton's identity.
Several people who were originally going to treat the young man gave up because they were worried about offending Downton.
It's quiet at night.
The young woman opened Downton's tent and walked in.
"What are you going to do?"
Downton opened his eyes. The young woman was actually not wearing any clothes. Her plump breasts and plump curves all exuded lust.
"Help me kill the deputy leader, and I will be yours!"
The young woman was full of hatred.
"roll!"
Downton's expression did not change.
"Please, or I will die."
The young woman begged, crying like pear blossoms, and rushed towards Downton. Her breasts immediately pressed on his chest, and then she kissed his lips.
"Don't you want to hear my story?"
It was a kiss that lasted for several minutes. The young woman moved passionately, and her hands roamed up Downton's body. Finally, they slid down and held the little Downton at the crotch.
"Your body is so perfect. I really can't put it down. It's a pity. If the leader hadn't urged me so urgently, I would have really wanted to kill you at the climax. It must have been the most wonderful experience."
The young woman raised her head, and a silver thread pulled out of her saliva was wrapped around the corners of the two people's mouths.
"Really? You can continue then!"
Downton joked.
"What?"
Like being bitten by a poisonous snake, the young woman jumped back and looked at Downton with a shocked face, "No way, my breath and saliva are highly poisonous, how can you not die?"
"Because what you saw was an illusion!"
While Downton answered, he hit the ground with his right hand.
boom!
Mud splashed, and a human head was caught alive by Downton.
"Plan failed, retreat!"
The young woman turned around and ran away. She didn't run away just now because she wanted to distract Downton and create an opportunity for her companions to make a sneak attack. Unfortunately, she failed.
The mole, whose head was caught, suddenly shot out two red beams of light from his eyes, and Downton's liquid mass popped out and was actually penetrated.
Whoosh!
Downton was instantly vaporized.
"Don't worry, it's done."
The Mole snapped his fingers, "I helped you, will you let me sleep for once?"
"careful!"
Before the young woman could finish speaking, she whipped the mole hard on the head from behind.
boom!
The mole plunged into the tree trunk, but the guy didn't die. He shrank and was about to burrow into the soil.
