Digu knew very well what he was experiencing. His eyes and wounds were infected by bacteria, and his skin was ulcerated and rotten.

Digu insulted Elena in the past few days, which made her angry every time. This emotional judgment made Digu's physical recovery ability four or five times that of ordinary people. In addition, Digu's already tenacious goblin hero body, like an ordinary person's fracture that only takes three or four days to recover. Not only that, his immunity and disease resistance have also been greatly enhanced.

But the problem is not here, because before Digu was given the power of insult and usurpation, his body was infected with unknown diseases, and there were several skin diseases, covered with terrible tinea pustules, and the inflamed skin was filled with pus. It means that when the body's recovery ability was improved, the vitality of these rotten meat also increased, making Digu itchy all over, and kept bleeding and suppuration.

This also led to Digu's rapid physical energy consumption and increased appetite. It is no exaggeration to say that Digu can eat a whole cow and chew the bones to pieces.

Elena had already made an appointment with the middle-aged man and set off in the middle of the night, but before that, she had to take Digu to see the doctor. At that time, she was sent to Professor Finger and found that Digu was dead. This transaction was too much of a loss. The middle-aged man needed to make some preparations before leaving, so Elena had to take Digu to see the doctor alone.

Elena heard that there was a black doctor on the back of the hills of Twilight Harbor. He saved everyone, including extremists from the cults. So a goblin... should be considered as well?

Elena tied Digu's wrist firmly with a rope, dragging Digu around the forest like a dead pig. Digu was extremely infected and could not walk at all.

In the deep jungle, the clanging sound of steel colliding with stones kept coming. The armor of Ethan is no longer as bright as before. It is full of scratches and condensed soil, as well as bloody plasma that overflows from the armor gullies.

Titicaca...

Elena dragged Digu. For some reason, according to common sense, goblins should be full of stench. Moreover, Digu has not been cleaned for more than a week, and has been infected with a strange disease and is inflamed and swollen all over his body. It should be even more stenchy. What's strange is that Digu's body emits a fragrance...

This fragrance made Elena obsessed, and the fragrance seemed to be the echo of heaven surrounding the soul, which was more violent than any kind of flowers or perfume.

Incredibly, it seems that other creatures are also attracted by the fragrance of Digu's blood and pus. As long as they drag the trajectory that Digu moved, they will inexplicably attract some creatures.

The black flies were spinning in the trajectory, and the maggots hidden in the bark were also squirming towards Dig. The dirty and rotten moths, spider-venomous snakes and crows hovering in the sky were all attracted by this strong fragrance.

Strange...

Elena felt unprecedentedly strange. She recalled a scene in the tavern. It was a legendary adventurer with a status comparable to that of the Knight of the Kingdom. At that time, the adventurer was talking big. Elena had long forgotten about other details. They were all old topics. Only one thing Elena remembered was particularly clear, that was a fragrance. Digu's situation at this time was in line with the fragrance he described.

If you encounter this situation, you should stay away immediately, as it is the power of the evil god that mortals cannot bear.

Elena remembered it very clearly. At that time, she only thought that the adventurer was bragging and scaring some adventurers who loved to find prostitutes. After all, many prostitutes were full of perfume. That was a dragon-slaying hero. How could he be afraid of such boring things?

There are sharp claws at the fingertips, saber teeth in the mouth, and wings on the back, but there is no compassion in the heart. This is the dragon...

From the moment of awakening from the dream, the sky collapsed and the earth broke, and all the things that came into view were offerings that only existed to satisfy hunger...

Even such an existence can face it, but the dragon slayer... is afraid of a fragrance.

Elena shook her head and turned her back to look at the dying Digu.

"Damn...Is it scared by myself? Just a goblin..."

This fragrance invaded Elena's consciousness. She suddenly felt a little headache and rubbed her eyebrows gently with her fingers.

"Mmmmmmmmmmm..."

Digu's mouth was blocked and he could only make a vague sob. Digu had been howling like this for several hours. The pain was even more uncomfortable than sitting in an electric chair. He stayed in the closed environment in the armor, and the pus had begun to accumulate inside the armor, spreading to all his inflamed and swollen skin. It became more itchy and swollen, but the thick armor and the bound body made Digu unable to pick it. In the hot and sticky space, Digu was almost suffocated by his pus.

I saw Digu no longer wailing, but was lying on the ground as if he was dead, without any movement. Elena was extremely annoyed. Isn't this beast dead?

Elena felt it was very likely. After all, Digu's head was always covered in his helmet. Seeing that the blood was seeping out of his body, could it be that the thick bloody serum blocked his nose?

Elena was so big that she was not so easy to earn in this gold coin. She encountered many more unexpected situations on the way than she expected.

Elena had already relaxed her vigilance against the extremely weak Digu, and slowly walked towards Digu, who was lying on the corpse, then squatted down and slowly removed Digu's helmet.

Wow...

The blood slurry flowed all over the ground, and Digu finally got free from his nearly suffocation and breathed in big mouthfuls of air.

"vomit……"

Elena vomited out all the bread and corn porridge he had eaten for lunch. The face in front of her could no longer be described as ugly. One of Digu's blind eyes was completely infected and swollen, and the blister the size of a fist was bulging. The dirty skin surface was wriggling with nauseous worms with ugly appearance. The previous tinea swelled up completely inflamed. This is a deformed horror that challenges human psychological tolerance, and has completely surpassed the ugliness.

But...that rich fragrance... comes to my nose...

"Have you ever heard of the evil dragon?"

Digu stared at Elena with the only remaining eye. Elena was extremely disgusted and felt uncomfortable all over her body. She had no time to pay attention to Digu's contempt to herself.

"There is an evil dragon that asks the village to sacrifice a virgin every year. Every year, a young hero in this village will fight against the evil dragon, but no one survives. When another hero sets off, someone quietly follows. The dragon's cave is covered with gold and silver treasures. The hero stabs the evil dragon with his sword to death, then sits on the corpse, watches the twinkling jewelry, slowly grows scales, tails and tentacles, and eventually becomes an evil dragon."

While Elena was disgusted, she lost her mind by the strange fragrance, and Digu began to act.

"Hungry...longed wings, longed for scales, longed for…roar!"

Digu said coldly. For some reason, Elena looked at Digu's eye at this time, and the ugly goblin one-eyed eye was like an abyss... pitch black.

"Elena—Weapon Enchantment: Tear, effect lasts the end."

Yes, Digu attached this ability to the armour of the armor, allowing the rope that tied his hands to wear out quickly while he was dragged. At this time, the rope had been torn into two halves.

Digu was relieved, but he could not beat Elena at all, so he could only use some despicable means.

Digu broke free from his restraints, stood up suddenly, pressed Elena's shoulder with both hands, and opened his dirty mouth.

“WUE…

Digu vomited blood and dark yellow pus, all sprayed on Elena's eyes, blinding Elena's sight.

"You pig!"

Elena let out a heart-wrenching roar. The extreme physiological discomfort made her stomach juice surging. She used her arms to wipe the filth on her cheeks. She only felt the scorching pain in her eyes, as if it was burned. What Digu vomited from her mouth was not only turbid, but also bacteria and viruses.
Chapter completed!