The prisoner and the sea

Chapter 51 The petrified cat will not dream of the stone civet cat

Without the giant ghoul, Gwen was amazed by what happened the next moment, and the manul covered his eyes for it.

Ghoul.

Infighting!
They began to frantically devour each other's limbs, organs and flesh.

The huge corpse of the giant ghoul, which was divided into two halves by Gwen, became their gluttonous feast.

"There is no 'head', so it fell apart quickly? This small group of ghouls." Curse Blade walked over with an expression that had been expected.

Probably due to exercise.

Gwen could see that her face was a little flushed, and the wet feeling made her more sincere than usual.

Even what she said next has a bit of authenticity: "If this ghoul community continues to develop, maybe a perfect initial barbaric social model can be obtained, allowing us to know the secret of the 'cluster'. "

Gwen let out a breath slowly, feeling the weakening of body functions: "Are you sorry? Destroyed a precious model?"

The corner of Cursed Blade's mouth was raised, showing a crazy smile: "Why, it's not so much regret, it's better to say it's ecstasy; it's not so much the feeling of destroying the material, it's better to say that it's the moment the material is destroyed. I have glimpsed the truth that I want to understand...my heart is overjoyed!"

Are you overjoyed?

For the first time, Gwen had a slight liking for agnosticism, which was quickly wiped out.

The desire for the unknown shapes madness.

But no one can say whether madness is the true face of a person, just like the ghouls in front of them who are desperately devouring the corpse of the original ruler.

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"Wow!"

Rabbit Mantle and Anna jumped out from a cloud of dust next to them, and the source force cover on their bodies made them look like 'petrified cats and cats'.

"Bah, bah! Puff!"

The mantle coughed up a pile of small stones with the momentum of "coughing out a ball of yarn", and the long scarlet tongue was coated with a layer of dirty stone and mud droplets.She coughed hard, and a bloody pebble was vomited out with a lot of blood.

Next to Anna is similar.

"Woo meow, can't you find a way to improve your source power!" The cat's ears even burped, and the cat's ears drooped weakly.

"It's hard." Anna was also coughing, and at the same time, dirt particles were constantly falling from her tail.

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Gwen cast a helpless look at the two scorpion-shaped Verges.

Good sisters, what happened to the status of your two sisters?What happened is the same as the fact that the ghouls in the bloody battle are not me and Curseblade but you two sisters.

Both he and Curseblade are 'injured dancers'... no, they are sharp and elegant fighters, and there are few nobles on the battlefield... such things as nobles and noble sons.Even in the crowd of ghouls, the two of them just sweated a little, not even scratched or touched with blood.On the contrary, it was the rabbit mantle and Anna who were hiding, as if they had been given a crushing palm.

Curse Blade suddenly stepped forward and took out two bottles of potion: "The source force clearing medicine can relieve the source force remaining in the body that does not belong to the source force blood vessel. Of course, the effect is not very good, but I think, Anna, your The source power is not strong enough to ignore this medicine..."

Snapped!
Rabbit Mantle and Anna snatched the potion, gulped it down, and then sat down with the cat's tail as a cushion covering their stomachs, panting heavily.

"What's going on?" Gwen asked.

"Yes, it's my source power!" Anna's remnant feline nature is higher than that of a rabbit mantle, and she will proudly lift her chin when she is timid, "My source power ability is not a secret, there are many in the whole countryman account When people are adventuring in the wilderness, invite me to participate as a backup."

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Anna's source force ability has a weird name called 'Faith Made of Mudstone'.

It is a rather weird source power ability of the conversion system.

The essence of the source force of the conversion system is to exchange the source force into energy equivalently, and drive the power of flames, tides, and thunder. Its special power has made the conversion system the most powerful and comprehensive among the middle-level source force messengers. One, because after reaching the middle level, not only the power becomes stronger, but also some concepts can be transformed, for example, the wound will become invisible and so on.

It can be said that those whose initial source faction is the conversion system will be first-class fighters, second only to the strengthening system.

And Anna's weird transformation ability is to completely reduce the sense of existence and physical needs by petrifying herself. If necessary, she can even not drink a drop of water for dozens of days in the petrified state, and a grain of rice for several months. Survive without eating.And this ability can also be used on creatures that are willing to be petrified.

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In the ghoul cave.

"Through petrification, avoid being hunted. As the essence of her ability, she is indeed suitable as a back-up. If she encounters danger, she can even survive under the hands of monsters equivalent to high-level force messengers."

Curse Blade bent down and picked up a stone, shaking it: "Oilstone."

Gwen didn't respond: "Huh?"

In his mind, the scene in Anna's heart still echoed: "a large stone Jizo in the form of a raccoon cat"

Next to it is 'Ancient Witch Character Branch: Japanese', which roughly means, "Don't look at me" and "Tanuko is talking".

Curse Blade puffed up his face, showing a dissatisfied expression: "Oilstone!"

Her exquisite face showed a soft and graceful style in the lighting line of the accompanying oil lamp: "Don't you want the secret tome? These things can be exchanged with the Void Sea Cult for the secret tome."

"That's it?" Gwen picked up a black stone with her toe and held it in her hand.

He looked at the stones carefully.Giant ghouls use them to build their nests, so there is something magical about them.

Waves of mild warmth surged up.

"Oilstone, as long as you put it in a pot and mix it with water at a weight ratio of 1:10, you can produce Utopia crude oil. The Void Sea Cult has always been pursuing a large amount of oil, which is used to activate the machines and ordnance they made with wisdom. .”

Gwen doesn't want to complain about all the weird things in Utopia anymore.

When stones and water are boiled together, oil can be produced, and it is Utopia crude oil, which can be applied to any machine.

This matter is no longer reasonable and can be explained, on the contrary, it is not reasonable at all.

"Why are there oilstones in the ghoul's cave?" Gwen asked, and squatted down to estimate the number and weight of these stones.

"Some scholars believe that ghouls like to collect; some scholars believe that oilstones can provide heat for ghouls, which are close to 'human' creatures, so there are ghoul caves."

"Are ghouls closer to humans?"

"That's right. Just as the Welgies are closer to cats, the Ronians are closer to dogs, and ghouls are more similar to people than other beasts. These monsters, these monsters, don't look at them so ferociously, but their skin There is no longer the condition to grow thick fur, the skin is like rubber, resistant to blows and stabs, but not cold."

Curseblade has no trace of treating ghouls as a so-called 'social research model' at all, but a more aloof attitude.

"Temperature is an important condition for ghouls to reproduce and survive. It's like Utopians and trains," she said.

"Is the train bad?" Gwen asked.

"No, very good. Very good, but I was wondering, would our ancestors live in this kind of place like ghouls?" Curse Blade stretched out his hand and held it towards the sky, as if wanting to Holding on to the invisible March here, "How about living in groups on this huge train called Utopia, relying on walking, and spending more than ten years from the first carriage to the last carriage?"

Gwen smiled: "You know what you look like now?"

"like what?"

"It's like a kid who reads a history book and starts telling his teacher 'we humans have no future'."

"I really hold a grudge."

Gwen closed her eyes and raised her chin: "I wouldn't do such a naive thing."

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Bang bang bang bang bang.

In order to accelerate the maximum speed of the rat-drawn carriage, and the users are all envoys of origin force, there is no additional shock absorber system.

There was a loud vibration.

The people sitting inside must be tied to the rings on the top of the car with their tails like a mantle to prevent being thrown out.

It is also the biggest feature of this carriage.

Of course, the two maul-shaped Welges were bumped back and forth in mid-air, and they were meowing and meowing, which is the biggest feature here now.

Gwen and Curseblade sat opposite each other.

One exhausted what he had learned in his previous and present lives, and forced himself to fix himself on the seat.

The other used all the source force skills he had learned in this life to make himself so heavy that he couldn't be thrown away.

"Woo meow ow!"

"You two, don't you want to hang up? This way, meow! It's hard work!" Anna asked kindly.

"Don't ask them." The rabbit mantle looked sick, "Didn't you see it? They are fighting."

First there was a horrified laugh, Curseblade put his hand on his forehead: "How could it be? Such a naive thing."

With another cold snort, Gwen closed her eyes: "Childish."

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