So ti later.
Li Qing quietly followed these slis, winding through the paths, and arrived at a slum in this dieval-style western city. In a pile of sticky underground nests, he saw a swarm of wriggling slis.
At the top was a dark red sli.
This sli was quite interesting.
Its gooey body encased a dead skeletal fra, which ford a humanoid shape and stood in a high place, speaking loudly.
"They turned into a Cleaning Sli!"
"I’m quite well off! Cleaning garbage in the city, while so of our kind have been taken to upscale places. Do you know what they turned into?"
"They beca toilet slis, beca toilet paper! Piled up in the bathroom, passing guests squatted down and just wrapped their butts with sli..."
"I hope our kin will join in resistance, so as not to follow in my footsteps."
It loudly described the plight of the sli race, believing that at this rate, their entire race would be reduced to slaves, born as servants.
"Boo hoo... there’s no hope, really no hope... we’re just too weak..."
"But we have courage!"
"Even if it ans death, we will fight to the end!"
Li Qing silently listened, feeling it was indeed tragic.
This wizard’s demon civilization inevitably brings convenience through demons.
But if there’s no intelligence, that’s fine.
The demon in front of him was intelligent, capable of speech, with joy, anger, sorrow, happiness, and dignity...
And could the wizards not eliminate the slis’ intelligence?
It’s that they don’t want to eliminate it.
Because without intelligence, they’re basically useless, and what they need are smart slaves.
Probably another reason is that the brains of Abyssal Life are mostly poisonous, with violent and manic personalities, enjoying the suffering of the weak and even torturing the weak.
Every day watching slis whine as toilet paper, crazily scrubbing butts.
Every day watching slis scream as witchcraft targets, continuously wailing... so nobles even treat it as jam, dipping food while chewing and swallowing amidst cries.
This is the Abyss, bizarre, grotesque, evil, survival of the fittest.
Similar things have happened in human history; so peculiar dishes you can’t even imagine.
For example, so enjoy prying open a monkey’s skull, taking a tube, and sucking the brain alive while listening to the monkey’s tragic squeals for flavor.
And similarly cruel dishes are too nurous to detail.
This red sli was nad Tukashi.
What surprised Li Qing most was that after this special dark red sli finished its speech, it disbanded the crowd and spat out a pile of bones.
After reverting back to a sticky pile of sli, it quietly headed to the street, expertly ambushing and attacking others.
Glug glug!~
A middle-aged man passing through the alley was instantly enveloped from the roof by it, covered entirely, as if the resident was wrapped in a swamp.
Ooh ooh ooh ooh!~
The struggle beca weaker and he finally died.
As the sli gradually started digesting the biological flesh within.
With a pop, blood splattered.
The whole body of the sli began to turn dark red, revealing a human-shaped skeletal structure inside, which started walking step by step.
"Killing you scum is my favorite."
The sli controlled the intact corpse within, forcefully pulling a stiff smile on its face.
The scene was indeed terrifying.
The red sli originally ca from infection by the blood of other creatures.
The skeletal structure inside wasn’t performance art but derived from digesting attacked beings, turning into bones.
Li Qing suddenly thought of hearing urban legends of a murderer while passing by.
Several city security officers were searching, with Grand Mage Enna leading the investigation, unexpectedly this "ogre" turned out to be a seemingly weakest sli.
"Kid..."
A voice ca from the shadow behind Tukashi in the alley.
Sli turned its head, looking at this mysterious seaweed-like bipedal creature, saying nothing, just quietly staring, "You want to kill ?"
It was a weak sli with no power to resist.
The only ans was to stealthily wrap ordinary residents in attack; faced with stronger power, it was powerless.
Yet it showed not a hint of panic, exceedingly calm.
Perhaps it had long been ntally prepared to be captured when attacking other life forms, prepared to gain by killing one.
"No, I just find you interesting."
"Powerlessness, pain, fear, remind of a little fellow back in the day, also gazing hatefully at the sky in a cave."
Li Qing suddenly reached out his hand, a stream of information entering his brain, "Child, gain this power, let see how far you can go."
"What is this?"
Tukashi trembled all over.
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His body structure was changing, and a large amount of data was lting into his mind.
That was the half-finished product completed when Li Qing opened the Gate of Truth for the second ti, the Crystal Wall Snail.
The potential was extrely imnse.
Even in today’s era of upheaval, it is still the pinnacle.
The red sli then revealed a faint smile and suddenly said, "Are you one of the Abyssal Gods from so high tower? Want to overthrow the Emperor? Is there sothing you want to do?"
"Do whatever you want to do."
Li Qing faintly smiled, turned around, and left.
He believed this guy’s hatred would be a good pawn.
And his own half-finished product needed so experintal data.
"I..." Tukashi just wanted to say sothing when he suddenly felt intense pain all over as his genetic structure was being altered. He staggered down a few alleys when suddenly there was a loud shout from afar.
"Found him, found him, it’s the killer!"
The patrol’s voice.
Tukashi’s body was increasingly wracked with pain.
Ah!!
He kept running forward enduring the severe pain, eventually forced to a harbor where he couldn’t help but jump into the seawater.
Blub blub.
His entire body gradually lted, sinking into the endless deep sea, unaware that the skeletons he had devoured within him had undergone massive changes, were swiftly digested, and his exterior covered with a shell.
Gradually, he absorbed various microorganisms at the seabed, transforming into a long black coffin, covered with densely packed swirling murals, continuously sinking deeper.
...
Several days later.
The wizard graduate Rukaxisni returned triumphantly aboard a sli slave ship.
"Be careful, lest the Empire finds out!"
"At least, it’s prohibited openly! If those mariti patrol vessels catch us, all our goods will be confiscated!"
"Those bastards are dirtier than us! Not only will they sell our slaves themselves, but they’ll also send us to the Abyssal Court if we don’t pay up, so be cautious!"
"Little Tom, Jack Su, believe , this ti we’ll definitely make a fortune! Beco soone significant, continue our research! I’ll beco a Viscount! Lead you to establish our family!"
...
Rukaxisni shouted angrily on the deck.
He wasn’t like those idiots, sailing the usual routes and getting caught by those greedy vampires who extort under the guise of justice.
However, not following the conventional routes ant a high risk of encountering gigantic sea monsters, or even mythical creatures created by the Abyssal Gods, extrely dangerous.
"Don’t worry, as long as ’Fist’ Nokron is on our side, he will surely bless us with a successful return journey."
Rukaxisni knelt before the statue of a Demon Monarch on the deck, humbly and fervently kissing its toes, even polishing them to a shine.
"Oh~ great Ancient Abyss Monarch~~ Eternal Demigod, our ancestor, please bless ~~"
Swish, swash.
The ship was netting fish during its voyage.
But suddenly, the entire net seed snagged on sothing, a massive black shadow below. When several sailors pulled it up with effort, it turned out not to be a sea monster, but a mysterious black ancient coffin.
"What is this? So exquisite!"
"Could it be a weapon created by the Abyssal Gods, accidentally lost?"
Instantly, everyone on the deck gathered around to inspect the dripping wet gigantic coffin.
Excitedly, they imdiately grabbed crowbars, pried open the coffin, and looked inside.
Inside was filled with thick viscous liquid, and in the center lay a mysterious semi-transparent treasure sword, crystal clear, seemingly with countless streams of clouds rolling within.
Its transparent color remarkably resembled the Crystal Wall.
Everyone present knew at a glance that this sword’s value was undeniable.
"Store it, store it!" Rukaxisni shouted, "Don’t look, don’t look, this is mine! It’s mine!"
He and a few trusted companions stashed the coffin in the treasure room.
After sailing for so ti, a sneaky figure quietly opened the room, carefully opened the coffin, and looked at the treasure sword in a state of bliss.
"It’s mine, it should be mine, that greedy captain."
He gently caressed the treasure sword, just about to take it out.
Splurt!
The sword suddenly shot out like a tongue, precisely piercing his brain.
Blub blub.
The entire body was dragged into the coffin, which closed back up as if nothing had happened.
"Where’s Little Tom? Where did he go?"
"I don’t know!"
After a while, everyone noticed the disappearance of a sailor.
So sailors on the deck panicked and began searching everywhere, shouting, "Little Tom, Little Tom, where have you gone??"
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