Doomsday Totem

Chapter 471 Lioness
Half an hour later, two waiters and a chef moved the whole roasted beef shank to the table together with the grill, then cut it off with a sharp kitchen knife, sliced ​​it into thin slices, and served it up.

"Hmm~ It looks pretty good~" Lena said happily, staring at the slightly bloody roast beef.I don't know when it started, but she prefers half-cooked meat more and more, especially those with a strong bloody smell, and the main customers of this bar are worms, so their way of handling food is very suitable her appetite.

As a worm, Tie Slag also likes the smell of blood, but he has always avoided eating these things.Because the old iron man once told him that only by restraining one's desires can one not be controlled by desires.There is never a shortage of prisoners of money and power in this world. Although they seem to be very beautiful, they have actually been imprisoned by invisible shackles and completely lost their freedom.

Afterwards, Lina picked up the fork, pierced a piece of light red beef, dipped it in some sauce mixed with sour vinegar and red pepper, and ate it in one bite.I saw her cheeks move, swallowed quickly, and then let out a contented sigh.

"Mmm~ It's delicious~" After finishing speaking, she raised her eyes and grinned at Tie Slag.Those white teeth were crystal clear, as if lighting up the whole world in an instant.

The orange-red candlelight reflected her pretty face, flickering on and off, with a touch of dreamy and blurred color, making everything in front of her eyes seem like a dream.The wheat-colored skin between the neck and neck is even more seductive in the firelight, which can't help but make people think.Although she was wearing big sunglasses at the moment and couldn't see her true face, she could feel the irresistible charm and enchantment from her eyes and smile.In an instant, Tie Slag felt an evil fire rushing up, almost out of control.If it wasn't in the bar, I'm afraid he would have pounced on it and bit it frantically.

Lina is tall and tall, and her face is much larger than that of ordinary girls, but she has a small appearance, with clear lines, a small nose, and a pointed chin. A lioness ready to be brought down.And every time he bullied her, he would be like a wolf that killed a lion, feeling particularly accomplished.

Gradually, Tie Slag's eyes glowed red, but Lina assumed the appearance of a little woman, with a bit of fear, she lowered her head and continued to eat, like a bird under the gaze of a powerful creature, A small animal that is afraid and timid to eat.

She was eating neither fast nor slow, but the frequency was very steady, and the beef on the plate was disappearing at a speed visible to the naked eye.After a while, she finished eating half a kilogram of beef, and the waiter waiting at the side saw this and quickly brought the next plate.

Originally, with Lina's size and appetite, she would be conspicuous in any place, but it was a little different in Sandcastle, because there would often be Alta caravans here, and people would mistake her for a female Alta .

In Desert No. [-], although humans and the Eltas are hostile, there are also a small number of people who are willing to do business with humans.They are often referred to by other Alta as "Shebbits", which means "dirty men" in the Alta language.

Their business can be roughly divided into three items. The first item is normal goods such as firearms, vehicles, fuel, food, medicine, and daily necessities. The second item is Jack, and the third item is human trafficking.

The first item is nothing special, the second item is a prohibited item, but it is not a big problem, and the third item is for dignitaries.In the middle and upper circles of the Silver City world, it is not uncommon to raise female worms and Elta females for fun.Of course, this all has to be done underground, out of the sun.

Under normal circumstances, the Shebbits would transport female criminals from the Alta people here to sell them, and then buy male death row prisoners from humans.The Alta people are not interested in Havrin women, but they like to buy men with fighting power.Because the Alta people still continue an ancient and bloody traditional gladiatorial performance.They will raise a large number of gladiators and various beasts, drive them into the arena to kill each other, and use this to please the audience and earn money for tickets and gambling.

In fact, these so-called female criminals may not be real criminals. They may have lost their personal freedom for various reasons, or were directly trafficked. Otherwise, there would be so many young and beautiful female criminals.And the male death row of human beings may not be real. All in all, this is the dirtiest transaction.

However, before the battle of glory, this kind of thing never happened.At that time, under the governance of the northern adherents, although the sand castle was not as prosperous as it is now, it was not so chaotic and morally depraved.What's more, the northern adherents and the Alta people lived in peace.

In the culture of the Remnants of the North, all friendly intelligent beings are "friends from afar".Just as they accepted the nomads of the northern plains thousands of years ago, they are willing to accept any friend who comes with good intentions.They will not discriminate against any race, regardless of whether the other party is strong or weak, and they will not initiate disputes. They will only despise those who have no sense of honor.Due to the closeness of values, although the relationship between the northern remnants and the Alta people is not pleasant, there is not much conflict.

The difficult living environment has created their willingness to share. They are willing to share their prey, knowledge and experience, and their living space with their friends.It wasn't until after the Battle of Glory that the World Parliament and the Temple expanded aggressively, compressing the living space of the Alta people, and the two sides gradually turned toward hostility.

But then again, without the predatory development of the World Parliament and the Temple, there would be no strong human civilization today, because the northern remnants have no ambitions, and they are satisfied with enough to eat and use.The generation of popes who launched the final decisive battle once wrote in his diary: "It is undeniable that the northern remnants are a respectable group. Without their selfless dedication, human civilization would not be possible today. However, they are too old-fashioned and stagnant. It cannot keep up with the pace of the times, so it will eventually be eliminated..."

However, the right and wrong of an ethnic group, right and wrong, can't be clearly stated in one sentence.

After a while, Iron Slag suppressed the evil fire.To avoid being seduced at inappropriate occasions, he chatted with Lena about his next steps.

"In a few days, I want to go to Shacheng and get some power armor back." Iron Slag said, and the Black Pig King repeatedly mentioned to him that he wanted an "iron shell similar to his".In order to improve the combat power of the team, he also has such a plan.

"Do you want me to accompany you back?" Lina asked.

Tie Slag shook his head, and said, "You have to stay here to look after the house." In case the leader of the Qingfeng Mobile Corps, the Holy Order, couldn't think about it for a while, and committed suicide in Chifeng Fortress, it would be troublesome without Lina in charge.

"Yo~ It's getting worse and worse~ I'm going to treat my sister like a puppy~" Lina bit her lip and said.

"I..." Tie Slag scratched his hair vigorously, and said somewhat awkwardly, "That's not what I meant."

Lina snorted softly and asked, "That's not what it means, what does that mean?"

"This..." Tie Slag was hesitating about how to answer, but Lina suddenly realized, and continued, "Oh...I see..."

"What do you understand?" Tie Slag asked dully.

"You mean, sister is not as good as a puppy?" Lina narrowed her eyes and said.

"No..." Tie Slag explained with a look of embarrassment.

"That's what you mean." Lena said with a straight face.

"Really not..." Tie Slag sighed, and said with some pain.

"That's what you mean!" Lina exclaimed relentlessly.

Tie Slag was suddenly driven into a hurry, and immediately turned his heart, raised his eyebrows, and said in a deep voice: "That's what I mean, what's wrong!"

"It's getting more and more arrogant~" While speaking, Lina unconsciously crumpled the knife and fork in her hand.The power was extremely tyrannical, and the waiter at the side was terrified, thinking that this woman must be the legendary holy rank powerhouse.In her hands, the pure steel knife and fork looked like mud.But the young man opposite her is not afraid at all, and has the tendency to add fuel to the fire.But what he didn't know was how many times the young man in front of him had been bullied to such an extent that the "Holy Rank Powerhouse" in his eyes begged for mercy and kept crying.

"I've always been so arrogant, what's wrong!" Tie Slag narrowed his eyes, bared his teeth, and said viciously.

"It seems that you want to be beaten." Lina's face turned cold, and she threatened.

Tie Slag snorted coldly, then leaned forward and whispered in her ear, "You better be careful..."

"Watch out for what?" Lina asked disdainfully.

"Be careful, I'll kill you." Tie Slag said in a low voice.

"Humph, it's up to you..." "It's not like I haven't tried it before." "You..." "I'll make you scream." "Humph..."

In the thin whisper, Lina quickly lost the wind and begged for mercy: "Okay, okay~ Don't talk~ My sister will listen to you~"

Seeing Lina's submission, Iron Slag's evil fire could no longer be controlled, and he didn't eat dinner, so he immediately dragged her back to the office's residence, and started fighting directly in the bathroom.

The lioness resisted symbolically for a short while, and then was overturned in the bath, exposing her chest and belly, and allowed the hungry wolf to eat its guts, drink blood and eat meat.

"It's... really bad... ah... don't... ah..."

Even though she was rough-skinned and thick-skinned, she gasped and begged for mercy.

"Will you still be arrogant in the future?" He paused for a moment and asked.

"What... what?" "Don't answer?" "So what about arrogance... ah..." "Then you are dead!" "How dare you! Ah! Uh... ahhhh!"

The dying struggle and resistance of the prey, as well as the high-pitched screams, are like the sparks flying into the fuel, the catalyst in the chemical reaction, and the salt in the food, which greatly increases the hunter's appetite and makes her meat more tender. Delicious and hearty.This battle between lions and wolves lasted for several hours, from the hunting battle in the bathroom, to the endless fighting on the big bed, to the soft and lingering whispers in the bed, the long night passed like this...

(End of this chapter)