Open Your Quest Log Chapter 390

If one day, a small meatball under your knife and fork suddenly asks you for mercy.

"Don't eat me, my lord, do well, I'm just a child," it begged in a tender and sad voice, "Can I eat it when I'm older? I'll turn into a tender and delicious lion's head, You will be satisfied. Or, you can put me in the bathtub, and the meatball soup is very fresh, I promise!"

"I know you want to eat me, and want to eat me, but not today, okay? Please dry the saliva from the corners of your mouth, and bear with me for a while, and you will get a better and sweeter me. By then, I will I will let you enjoy and ravage it, whether it is braised, fried, or boiled, as long as you want, I will cooperate!"

What would you do with a small meatball like this on your dinner plate?

No matter what you choose, we, a barbarian gladiator who is desperately in the battlefield, raised the long sword again without mercy.

"What does it have to do with me if you didn't find the master?" Barrett said indifferently, "Just in time, I'll help you, and you won't need to search for it any more." After speaking, he pointed the tip of the knife at The little meat ball with a mouth and four tentacles on the ground was about to pierce directly.

This should be able to kill this weird thing, the barbarian is a little unsure. Anyway, let's cut it first.

"Wait, wait, hero, please stop, and listen to me!" Little Meatball's desire to survive seemed extremely tenacious. It begged for mercy again in that strange common language, "If you don't kill me, I promise to be your Lord for a while, and to serve you and your descendants until I find the true master. Trust me. , 'Joey' never lies!"

Heh, it doesn't matter if you tell a lie or not, "Sorry, it's not up to me to decide. On this sand, someone has to die." Why do I want a weird meat ball? And this thing seems to be more dangerous, and it will continue to devour flesh and blood.

"I'll do a lot of things!" Little Meatball continued to persuade in a childlike voice, "I'll change into whatever you want, chat with you, and tell a lot of stories. I'm also very effective in battle. As for your assistant, I will eat all your enemies and block all attacks for you. Joey is very powerful!"

"Great? I don't think so." Barrett said lightly.

"That's because your attack makes it difficult for my body to heal, and it is difficult for the limbs you cut off to drive again." Little Meat said reluctantly, "There used to be a big monster like a hill, which I ate it, and then it became a part of my body! It was a bit of a struggle to drive that much flesh, but I kept walking around like that for a long time, until I was thrown here by a terrific guy."

Where is 'here'? Does it refer to hell, or the arena? Forget it, don't talk too much about it.

Barrett raised his long-handled machete and stabbed the opponent precisely with the sharp point. At the moment when the tip of the knife was about to reach the body, the little meatball shouted and rolled to the side, and very embarrassedly avoided the end of being killed by a knife.

But the second breath followed closely. This little guy used the four tentacles on his body to roll and jump nimbly among the corpses full of blood and flesh. Relying on his small size, he desperately lingered for breath. on.

"It's over, it's over, Joey's going to die!" it jumped, crying in that childish voice, "Joey doesn't want to die, because he'll never find his owner! Woo, woo "Master, where are you?"

If it were on the Material Plane, Barrett might consider letting it go, but this is hell, it's a fighting arena for you to die for Hide and wait for the two big guys on the other side to decide the winner.

What's more, there are some quagmire hags in the foggy forest, who will transform into beautiful girls to attract adventurers. God knows if that tender voice is some kind of disguise used by this strange creature to survive.

After several unsuccessful attacks, Barrett simply flattened the long-handled machete, and changed the attacking part of the weapon from the tip of the blade to the blade, ready to flatten the little meat ball that was jumping around in front of him.

But at this moment, he suddenly felt a slight tearing force, gently affecting his body, and a little yellow sand nearby was slowly gathering in the direction behind him because of this tearing force.

Immediately afterwards, the barbarian's keen perception began to frantically warn him, as if a terrible danger was brewing.

What happened again? He turned his head and looked behind him, but found that the fire giant spirit warrior, who was still rolling on the ground with the slaughter demon, was directly stabbed by the terrifying demon with his two wolf-claws-like hands. on the walls of the arena.

The body of the Fire Giant Spirit Warrior has returned to its original state. Compared with the slaughter demon, the tall body of about 4 meters is as small as a child. His left arm has disappeared, and most of his neck has been bitten off. Hot blood is gurgling out of the wound, and the blazing flames around him have been completely extinguished.

The slaughter demon has more wounds and more serious wounds, but it still looks full of fighting power. And the slaughter demon doesn't seem to want to kill the fire giant directly. It stares cruelly at the other party with its only remaining eye, and is still chewing something in its mouth.

And that strange tearing force burst out from the broken body of the fire giant. In Barrett's eyes, the body of the fire giant became more and more red and brighter, like a rising sun. And that special tearing force became stronger as the brightness continued to intensify~www.mtlnovel.com~ Damn it, this guy looks like he is going to explode himself! ! The well-informed Barrett immediately judged the form in front of him. I've never heard that a creature like a fire giant will explode itself. Could it be that that guy is gifted and special?

But now is not the time to think wildly, our barbarian gladiator just stunned for a breath of time, and then ran into the distance regardless of his life.

Just when he ran out less than five meters, there was a huge explosion and roar like a volcanic eruption behind him. Immediately afterwards, an unmatched heat wave slammed into him violently, and lifted him directly into the air.

Barrett flew in mid-air, his head was a little confused by the heat wave, and then he hit the wall on the other side of the arena like mud, bounced back to the ground, and completely lost consciousness.

"Barrett, Barrett, am I talking to you? Did you hear? How about we have roasted corn tonight? Abel's got three truckloads of corn, and they're big, yellow, and only three copper coins. You can buy one ear, and if you want to buy more, you can get a discount, which is quite cost-effective!”

"Barrett, do you like my hair in a braid, or just drape it over my shoulders? I don't care, but draping it over my shoulders will affect cooking, so let's put it in a ponytail, you say Woolen cloth?"

"Barrett, dinner is ready. Guess what's for tonight? Grilled corn? No, didn't we just eat it yesterday. Golden crab? Che, are you out of your mind? How can we have so much money for seafood? It's so stupid, let me tell you, it's **** soup, and it has your favorite devil's claw in it."

Hell soup? Barrett woke up suddenly.

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