Open Your Quest Log Chapter 391

Awakening from the coma again, the scenery that I saw was very familiar:

Hard reddish-black rock (which is said to make up the entire plane of Baator), metal fences with spikes (with rags and minced meat on the spikes), humanoid bones sitting on the ground with their heads tilted (a rib is missing, a rib is the wrong size); and a dirty, dark-brown straw mat (smells sour and smells good after a while)

Looks like I'm back in jail again. There's nothing wrong with this, at least it's better than losing a small life, but compared to the hut in the dream, it's a lot worse.

Barrett sighed and sat up slowly from the ground, feeling a burning pain in his back as if being stabbed by a poisonous scorpion. He looked down at his body again, there were burns and bruises everywhere. It seemed that the fire giant spirit warrior's dying blow was quite powerful. quite serious contagion.

"How long have I been back?" he asked, turning his head towards the wall.

"Not long ago, I didn't even have time for a meal." The hoarse voice on the other side of the wall replied, "I'm a little curious, why are you being carried back almost every time you pass out? It was like this when you first came. It was also during torture, not to mention this time."

You think I want to! Just as Barrett was about to refute, he heard another strange and familiar voice.

"About half an hour." The source of the sound was right next to his ear, no, it should be inside the ear to be exact. It was as young as a child, with a hint of joy.

"Fuck!!!" The barbarian jumped up from the ground in horror and reached out to his left ear.

"Why are you scolding people? I didn't say anything." The soul merchant said dissatisfiedly on the other side of the wall, "Did you fail in the gladiatorial fight, and I mentioned the pain point? No, the loser in the gladiatorial fight is very Very few will survive. Unless the two sides are tied, say, both lose consciousness, then the arena organizers will give the choice to the audience in the stands, I mean, the bigwigs in the VIP seats. It's up to them to decide Who lives and who dies, or both live and die."

And mixed in this series of words, there is the voice of the guy in the ear, "Don't catch me, hey, don't catch me! If you grab it again, I will continue to drill inside!"

Such a threat made Barrett stop his movements, "How did you get in?" he asked with a sullen face.

"Me? Didn't I tell you that I was caught because of the bad luck at the end of a transaction, the goods... that is, the number of souls and the agreement did not match, did you forget? already?" The Soul Merchant replied in a puzzled tone.

"I'm not talking to you." Barrett said angrily.

"Is there anyone else here besides you and me? Oh, I get it." The soul merchant suddenly said, "So you are chatting with that roommate again. I advise you, Barrett, if you always do this, Will go crazy some day. Trust me, I've seen a lot of people like this. Their brains are full of hallucinations, always talking to themselves into the air as if there's something there. If you want to keep To be clear-headed and avoid following in the footsteps of these people, you should be like me, try your best to talk to the living, try your best to…”

"Don't talk, my brain is a little messed up now, you let me stay by myself for a while!" Barrett stopped the soul merchant's tirade. Crazy? I'm about to lose my **** life, how can I care if I'm crazy!

"Okay, then I'm going to bed, I wish you a happy chat with your roommate." The soul merchant replied in a sour tone, and then he lost his voice.

"Tell me, how did you get in." Barrett asked again in a soft voice.

"When you turned your head, I hid in a piece of flesh and blood, hoping not to be discovered by you." The voice in his ear replied, "Then there was an explosion not long after, I was thrown into the air, and I was thrown into the air again. Falling to the ground. The piece of flesh and blood was cooked in the explosion and lost its vitality, and I drilled out of it again, trying to find something fresh, and then I found you lying next to me..."

So **** unlucky! Barrett was full of helplessness, "Why didn't you swallow me, just like you swallowed other creatures. Isn't that what you are best at?"

"Devouring flesh and blood is an instinct that Joey was given when he was created, but now I really want to have a master, even if it's temporary." The voice in his ear said timidly, "I like to obey orders and do things according to them. , rather than wandering around at a loss."

"Master?" Barrett frowned. "Aren't those devils imprisoning you? I think they'd be more than willing to give orders."

"Devils can't do it, neither can other creatures!" The voice said solemnly, "Joey's master can only be a human!"

"You want me to be your temporary master?" Barrett suddenly thought of a way to get this guy out.

"Yes, yes." The voice was full of joy again, "Is it okay?"

"If I were your master, would you obey any of my orders?" he asked aloud.

"Of course!" said the voice proudly, "Joey has never disobeyed any orders from the master since he was created!"

"In this case, I agree to be your temporary master." Barrett said righteously, "and my first order is to come out of my ears immediately!!"

As soon as the voice fell, the barbarian felt itching in his ears, as if something was slowly crawling out of it. That thing moved very lightly, crawls very slowly, and backed away a little bit, looking rather hesitant.

But after a few breaths, it crawled out of Barrett's ear completely.

The moment it just climbed out~www.mtlnovel.com~ Barrett grabbed this thing in his hand at lightning speed, and took it in front of him and watched it carefully.

Sure enough, it was that little meatball with a mouth and four tentacles! Barrett thought bitterly.

Although this guy looks like a meat ball, it feels like elastic glue, not that wet and greasy feeling. It shrank into a ball in the palm of the barbarian's hand, and his whole body shivered.

How to deal with this thing? Barrett was a little hesitant. He knew that with just a little force, he could knead this small meat ball into a puddle of meat. However, the other party has been very trustworthy and has come out of his ears, which makes him a little bit helpless.

The little meat raised two tentacles and opened the big mouth slightly, "Are you going to kill Joey?" It asked in a trembling voice.

Forget it, since there is already a small follower, I don't care about another one. Barrett sighed, "If you're obedient, I'll let you stay with me, and I'll help you find your master. If you're not obedient..."

"Joey will definitely be obedient!" Xiaorouqiu said with all his tentacles open and vowed.

"Well, in that case, you stay here first." He put the small meat ball on the head of the white-boned roommate and ordered it to go into the roommate's head. He didn't want to put this thing on him.

"Joy can't control the bones without flesh and blood," said the little meatball. "Also, if Joey doesn't replenish flesh and blood for a period of time, he will fall into hibernation."

Hibernation wasn't bad either, and Barrett didn't care about that at all. "Let's talk about the future." He casually said. Alas, after so long, I don't know how the little ghost is doing in the accessories.

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