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Chapter 229 Ms. Adele, You Don't Want Your Clan to Hurt(3/4)

Old White smiled silently when he heard this.

"Young Master, with the characteristics of gluttony slime and the knowledge you have mastered now, you have already undergone related transformations in advance.

Before starting this experiment, all the preparations you made were destined to be successful in the experiment, and it was still so scary.

Adela is one of the top combat powers in our territory. You are not afraid of her mentality being unbalanced. What problems will happen in the future?"

"As long as you rely on your own ability to steadily reach the level of the Sanctuary, how could you be defeated by a trick like me?

Besides, I have always been the kind of person who prioritizes the justice of the outcome. As for the process, I don’t care.

Anyway, I have absolute confidence now. When this plan ends, our Lancaster Elves Rangers will benefit greatly.

In this way, I can lay a solid foundation for the King Du Rikknight in advance and build a strong enough high-altitude combat force."

Kyle silently turned his head and looked at the direction where the Principality of Ingillans was. He was a little uneasy now.

He has always been a person with a very sensitive sense of smell. When he discovered the subtle atmosphere changes in the bronze cross of the royal capital, Kyle's first reaction was that something must have happened in the principality and even the royal capital now that he did not know.

This anxiety about the unknown was almost every minute and every second to complete the original accumulation of the territory's comprehensive strength as soon as possible.

When he thought of Adella, he subconsciously shook his head:

"I don't know what the Supreme Forest thinks. It's outrageous. How can we cultivate a sanctuary to such a level? It's not as good as me... back then!"

Kelmer swallowed the words "I am the head of the [Strange Power God] Guild" back into his stomach.

To be honest, he really didn't expect that another sacred realm of the Elf Ranger would have slight social fear and autism.

Many times, when you choose to install a wall for your soul, you cannot blame others for not being able to step into your heart.

Kyle knew very well that character was formed over the years, and it was unlikely that he would make a change.

And counting on Adella is obviously a bit unreliable.

People with personality like Adella are actually more suitable to find a qualified "guidor" and be pushed away by others.

Hum? How do you say you want to push it?

Isn’t this undoubtedly? Of course, I pushed hard behind her!

Once Adella tries to stop on the road, Kyle needs to whip her hard with her big tail.

After all, some people are like this. If you don’t spur her, she will even sit there and don’t want to move.

Kyle, who had already pulled up the speed, made a brake for himself as soon as possible.

The faint joyful smile on his face gradually faded away, and was replaced by a heavy smile.

Logically speaking, body transformation and blood transformation are all part of the transformation mage and the necromancer, which takes an extremely long time to get started.

However, because of the symbiotic state of binge eating slime and the elves, and the ability of binge eating slime itself to digest "food" like a gene scalpel.

With these coordination and cooperation, Kyle does not need to spend a lot of resources to purchase corresponding equipment like other mages who transform their bodies and bloodlines.

Just buy some core components of body transformation and blood transformation to complete a big change.

This is also why [Cross Knights] will be called Cross in the future.

Because the existence of slimes has greatly reduced the difficulty and rejection of body transformation, so there have been many groups of body transformation enthusiasts and even professional blood transformation hackers in future versions.

Speaking of it...

This trend is still triggered by players.

After all, Kyle also knows the urinary nature of those players.

What huge robots, what cyberpunk prosthetic transformation, what manual PS of your own game characters’ ugly faces.

As long as this group of players is given a chance, they will always play a lot of new tricks at jaw-dropping speed.

But even so, the gap between these people and Kyle can almost be described as a difference.

Kyle subconsciously held his little hand and began to look forward to the things he made, especially this wave of elf rangers who have been fully transformed, can shine in the world?

He only felt in his heart that the succubus wings were spreading and the cartoon replica of the little succubus swaying behind him was laughing badly:

"Hahahaha... the bloodline of the elves has its limits. If you want to survive better in the future full-scale war and become the top predator, the easiest way is to stop being an elves!"

Then another Q-version of the limited edition of the Holy Light Angel Kyle was trying hard to pull him, begging him with great painstaking words:

"Don't do this, Kyle, once you start to get addicted to physical transformation, you will be able to open Pandora's box and become an unboxing blogger, and you will never be able to look back!"

The two figures meet in my mind, and finally the Little Succubus version of Kyle waved the three-headed fork and said with an unhappy look:

"Even though you have already smelled the smoke of war, why can you ignore the danger for granted?

The so-called morality and ethics, wait for when you can live well before considering it!

Have you forgotten that the reason you insist on building your own power and finding ways to grow and grow is to live better?”

At this moment, the glorious Q-version Kyle completely lost her voice. Finally, the glorious little Kyle died of the angel halo and wings on his head, and came to the smirking Q-version Kyle and took his hand:

"Maybe you're right, take me with you!"

At this moment, both thoughts disappeared from Kyle's mind. In reality, Kyle regained his serious expression again. His upper and lower lips trembled slightly, but his eyes were firmer again:

"Anyway, we must live better. It would be better if we could save the Principality of Ingillans a little during this period, or even save the Iber Federation."

"Young Master, you don't seem to be in a good mood."

Old White said softly.

Kyle nodded, looked at his old housekeeper, and said helplessly:

"Grandpa White, it's just that whenever I'm proud, many things always happen, and they will hit me head-on.

Then, after finally getting up, I had to say to myself in my heart:

'Agree, Kyle, you are still far from it. If you want to truly survive in this world, you must do everything you can, like a beast, eat the flesh and blood of people, so that you can survive!'"

Lao Huai nodded and said, "The war on the Shenhua Continent is impossible to stop, with dungeons, other territories, other major forces, other countries, and... gods.

All of this is destined to not let go of the supreme force in our hands, and often we cannot have too much useless pity.

This world has always been cruel. If you shouldn't be pity, you will be lucky. That's the way to die.

If you lose mercy, you will lose a lot. But if you lose your animality, you will lose everything!"

Kyle nodded.

Old White's own words are exactly what Kyle thinks now.

[Embers of the Empire] In that dungeon strategy battle, when Prince Cialis might have been watching him, Kyle learned something from this short dungeon strategy-

The harder you struggle, the easier it is to fall into the enemy's net. Once you fall into the net, you will find that the human power is exhausted and it is hard to defeat gods and ghosts.

Unless... he is like a god or a ghost.

Unfortunately, when he was in the dungeon, he did not have such ability. Even now, it was not so easy to defeat the Divine Selected One with full firepower in the front battlefield.

Not to mention the state of God’s descending.

So in that divine submission in the dungeon, there was a plan to defeat magic with magic and murder the God of Lies with stronger and stronger gods.

But... this is a method that can take effect only once.

The fact that Cirick will be deceived this time does not mean that He will step into his own trap like this next time.

Kyle deeply realized how terrible the prince of lies was.

To a large extent, the ability to destroy His conspiracy is not entirely up to oneself.

The night he came out of the dungeon, he reviewed Cialick's operations.

After all, Cialis had been in his body, so Kyle could vaguely feel what Cialis did to the Goblin Empire back then.

First, determine the starting point and focus of the Goblin Empire accident.

Starting point: The Goblin Empire has developed a series of warheads of the wide-area weapon of destruction [End].

End: The goblin empire in history has been completely destroyed.

So, from the starting point, what did Prince Lie do?

The ultimate goal that the Goblin Empire hoped to achieve was to "inflict enough damage to the chosen ones."

Cialek, who noticed this, immediately weaved a huge conspiracy.

He put his God-Selected One into the Goblin Empire, hid the identity of the God-Selected One, and then created chaos in various parts of the Goblin Empire.

Finally, through a series of "coincidences", the goblin empire discovered traces of the God-Selected Ones.

So, as expected, a large number of mechanical warlocks and goblin gunmen from the Goblin Empire began to encircle Cialique.

It was from this moment that the goblin Empire completely fell into Cialik's net.

Because this madman descended without hesitation.

That's right, it's not that he controls the chosen one to make trouble, but that he directly descends to the chosen one with his powerful divine power.

That is the so-called "body of a saint".

In the state of a saint's body, the destructive power that Cirick can exert is amazing.
To be continued...
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