Dimensional Eroders Chapter 666

Chapter 666 Senior, don't bluff me, I'm so scared

After Bailang subdued the attacker, he did not choose to kill him. After learning the identity of the opponent's Tier 3, he planned to try to inquire some information.

At this time, Ophelia also picked up the broken 'water pipe' and 'pipe clamp', lost her face, and walked to the white waves a little nervously.

She lowered her head discouragedly, unwilling to explain: "Brother Lang, let you down. In fact, my real strength is not so bad, but the enemy teleported too fast and suddenly. I was caught off guard before I was defeated. . I still have hole cards to no avail."

Ophelia thought in her heart that she had not played well in this battle, and worried that Bailang was dissatisfied with her performance and dismissed her as useless. So desperately explained.

Hearing these words, Bai Lang was surprised that she had even stronger cards to use?

Sister, don't you have a B number in your heart? Don't you know that you are already strong and terrible? To show such a weak and deceptive rebellion to subdue the cowardly appearance, those big eyes that are weeping, it is really likable.

Feeling cute and crying with one punch, I really want to be bullied.

Bai Lang pressed his hands on both sides of the elf's shoulders, feeling that this was not enough, so he held up her face, and Q again had a great touch, so he squeezed hard and turned her into a 'dubu mouth'.

Ophelia's eyes widened in surprise. From the time of meeting to the present on this vacation, Whitecaps has been in a passive defensive state facing her. This was the first time he took the initiative to make such a close and intimate action, instantly evaporating most of the elf girl's nervous mood.

At this time, Bailang and each other looked affectionately, and sincerely encouraged: "What do you think? Look up and look at me. Be confident, come and laugh!"

As he said, Bailang pinched Ophelia's small face and pulled it to the sides to make a 'stunned smiling face'. Elf sister didn't resist at all, which allowed Lang to find the pleasure of ravaging Fufu at home.

"Listen to me, you are very strong, and I don't think you are bad at all. Believe me, you are definitely the most talented contractor I have ever seen in Tier 2. I am very satisfied with your performance this time!"

As an old witch doctor who is proficient in 'Waaagh psychology', he is already familiar with how to deal with his patients. Especially after thinking about getting along these days, he gradually recovered the feeling of getting along with Ophelia on the first vacation.

Domineering, but also domineering!

Take the initiative, be more proactive!

She doesn't give her the opportunity to resist at all, she doesn't need to think about the patient's feelings too much, just keep on attacking, let her accommodate herself, satisfy herself, and become her own shape.

Only by doing this can we bring patients a sense of security and fulfillment. After all, he used to treat Elf Sister's autism in this way, and now they meet again, and start the second round of consolidation therapy to make her healthier and more confident!

"really?!"

Hearing Bailang's encouragement, Elf Girl opened her eyes instantly and was overjoyed.

"Of course." Bai Lang let go and gently stroked her cheek, "Come on, keep working hard."

The elf girl suddenly felt infinite power in her heart, and nodded vigorously: "Hmm!"

This scene happened to fall in the eyes of the hostile contractor who had just recovered a little bit, but whose body was hung by the corpse of the thorn whip. That uncomfortable atmosphere added 100,000 tons of critical damage to his already worse spirit, and said with difficulty: "Scumbag!"

"Huh?" As the lord of the lotus pond, with the natural water attribute Chakra, and in charge of the [Deep Sea] priesthood inspiration king Bailang, is another man who has signed a contract with the sea. What scumbag? I am obviously the Sea King who is about to surpass the door!

"Are you awake? Let's talk about it. Ophelia, you rest first, I have something to ask him."

Bailang stabilized the elf girl, and after grasping her heart a little bit through'waaagh psychology', he walked up to the captive and said to himself: "Don't talk nonsense, if you still want to live, just cooperate honestly. Say everything you know, don't get lucky to hide it."

"Pooh!"

The other party snorted disdainfully, drooping his head, breathing hard.

"Why, don't you believe it?" The other party didn't answer, Bailang didn't care, and said to himself, "Is it because you look down on me, a Tier 2 contractor? Or do you have the confidence that you can survive after being killed by me? "

"As far as I know, the'Death Paradise' provides a kind of'death insurance' service to all contractors of the alliance. It is said that after the level reaches a certain standard, they are eligible to pay the price and activate this service. Even in the mission world because of There is also a 90% chance that you will die by accident. Before the soul is completely annihilated, you will be directly anchored by the'death paradise', and you will be able to teleport it back first, then activate the'cloning technique' prepared in advance to complete a round of'resurrection'. You Is it the Tier 3 undead boss holding these cards?"

Hearing Bailang's last question, the contractor's face twitched. Of course he is not a bigwig who can afford this kind of 'death insurance'. In his team, only the captain has this kind of treatment.

At this moment, being mentioned by Bailang, a touch of unwillingness is also born in his heart. Although he also has some methods, they are far from perfect as the 'Resurrection Coin' officially provided by the Paradise Alliance.

Once he is killed, there is a small probability that he will really die, and the number will be deleted completely. And although there is a high probability that it can survive through the 'horcrux', it will cause irreparable damage to one's own soul and even damage the root cause.

Can not die, no one wants to die.

Under the dual blessing of "position + evil spirits", Bai Lang's perception became extremely keen. He saw that the opponent was shaken by his screaming tactics, so he pursued with victory:

"I also know that you don't trust me, but it doesn't matter. Paradise is always trustworthy. Why not draw up a contract, you promise to know everything about my problems, and you can say nothing; and I promise that you will not harm your life by any means. And after I have explained the information I need, let you have a way out."

The man raised his head with difficulty, bleeding from the corners of his eyes, and asked, "You want to let me go?"

"Yes. But it's not this world, but let you return to the paradise and exit this world safely. You Tier 3 bosses should have the props to abandon the main mission and exit the paradise directly? If you don't even have this kind of thing, then I I have to doubt whether your strength and status can satisfy my need for insider information in the Ninja World."

"No, I can do it."

Bai Lang clapped his hands and said happily: "Great, we have reached a preliminary consensus. I want to add one to the contract. After you leave the Ninja World and return to Paradise, you must use the power of Paradise to forget everything that happened today. Don't divulge my information."

Bailang is more cautious. He is worried that after the return of this product, he will betray everything that happened today. The forces behind him can take the latest information and arrange another group of people to enter the Ninja World to avenge themselves. Therefore, using the paradise as a notary agency to eliminate the memory of the other party and let him return without knowing anything, to protect his own safety to the greatest extent, and the other party has no loss.

"My point is not excessive at all. If there is a loser, it is not you, but your team. Think about it another way. After you quit the game, the team won the game. Doesn't it seem like you are rubbish? And there is no benefit. Instead of this, it is better to sit back and watch the team lose, which can highlight your own importance and they can do nothing without you; and it can also prevent your competitors from taking advantage of this when you are away. The second chance became stronger and surpassed you from then on."

"Hey!" The other party snorted again, expressing his position and attitude.

But Bailang was very happy. The other party had obviously agreed to sign the contract, and he had to pretend to be a memorial archway. I like your unpretentious and true temperament. So strike while the iron is hot and continue to analyze the pros and cons:

"You only use a piece of information, but what you get in exchange is your own life. What you lose is just one of countless opportunities to become stronger. And what you win is that your foundation is complete, and you will not lose a little bit. You will grow. Save all the potential and make a comeback in minutes. Compared with me, my friend, you're making a lot of money. What I lost is a third-order key, blood loss!" Bailang patted the other party on the shoulder, and said with grief.

Although the other party understood that Lang was talking nonsense, he had to paralyze himself, so he thought about it seriously, and it was really such a thing, and his mentality suddenly became much more comfortable.

Yes, compared with the fundamental loss after being killed, even if the team survives by chance, the status of the team will be reduced to the second and third lines. Now this road, I have made a lot of money!

"Remove your control, I want to get the props from the storage space."

"Senior, don't bluff me, I'm very courageous, don't be tricked!"

Bai Lang raised his right hand, pinched the opponent's throat fiercely, and looked at the opponent coldly. The 'killing intent fluctuations' inside his body boiled again, wrapping his arms and the opponent's neck, ready to go.

But the hypocritical words of 'I'm so scared' made the other party's mentality almost explode.

Not only that, Ophelia, who was watching the whole process of studying, also stared at the opponent nervously, the shadow under her feet surging uneasy, and quickly wrapped and controlled the shadow of the other party, putting on a yoke.

The contractor was full of resentment, but had to obediently act according to Bailang's requirements, and quickly took out a shabby old parchment scroll, and began to draft an amnesia treaty in accordance with Bailang's requirements.

Soon, the contract link was completed, and Bailang was also prompted by the paradise ~www.mtlnovel.com~ and then the first threat was lifted, but the 'position' was still maintained. He escaped from the bloodthirsty screwdriver, and under the desperate gaze of the other party's horrified 'you are unruly', a screwdriver severely pierced the heart, and then launched the 'blood therapy'.

An 'evil vitality' spread from the heart, bringing him new vitality and entering a state of excitement. He clearly judged that this was not a treatment, it was more like a catalytic method for overdrawing vitality, squeezing the cells and tissues in his body that were still intact, releasing vitality, allowing him to gain false'powerfulness', but the price was a longer-term overdraft. health.

"Fel!"

Finally, he found a familiar power from the blood injected in his body, and then showed dissatisfaction.

Injecting a small amount of fel energy, although it will not destroy his basic system, to him is equivalent to a kind of 'pollution'. If this evil energy comes from the strong man behind the 'totem idol', then it is no longer an ordinary 'pollution', it is a sign, a hidden danger, and a time bomb that explodes at any time.

Almost all high-level contractors are aware of the vicious fraud that occurred in a certain Azeroth in which the 'orc migrant worker was fooled into a dog by the contractor of the Burning Construction Corps'.

When the rank gap is close to or higher, the party applying the 'feel blood' can control the victim through the 'feel energy' and carry out erosion and enslavement.

Once you play tricks in violation of the agreement, the "feel blood" injected into your heart will explode, reverse control, fight for the right to manage the body, even erode the soul, and become a puppet slave.

Thinking of the "mental pollution wailing shock" released by Bailang many times, the contractor did not feel that he had a chance to turn around.

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