Are you crazy, you call Cthulhu a pet?

The infected slaughtered with its body, and the evil laughed, it felt three small ants behind it, it was so happy, its dissection technique experiment, and three more experimental objects.

Since they are willing to follow themselves, then don't rush to kill them first, and kill the lord in the manor first,

so they should first open their chests and eat his internal organs in front of him?

The idea was good, and it decided to do just that.

As for whether it will die, it has never thought that death for it is to return to the arms of the Lord, and it wishes to die now.

But before you die, you must sacrifice more flesh and blood to the Lord, because you will receive more grace when you return to the Lord's arms.

But it found something wrong, its running speed was very fast, but the manor with the faint light, no matter how it ran at full speed, there was always a distance left.

It stopped, it keenly noticed that something was wrong, its extraordinary power disappeared, and it could not feel the power in its body.

The gloomy and bleak moonlight shrouded this strange forest, and the sky seemed to change color, gray and dark, gray-black clouds turned into extremely distorted human faces at this moment, they laughed strangely, as if mocking its ignorance.

The ghostly figure shuttles back and forth in the forest at great speed, and the eerie cry stimulates the nerves of the infected.

The slaughter with killing as pleasure, the nerves are tense, and a rare dripping cold sweat, because it hears some indescribable and incomprehensible sounds, as if it only needs to understand that it must die the next moment, even its master cannot stop it.

The slaughter felt fear, because even the blessing power of its Lord could not resist this voice.

Finally, it found that on the surrounding trees, there were faces with extremely distorted and disgusting faces, they were smiling darkly, and their voices were so harsh and mad.

You must know that it is a hegemon-level infector, what powerful humans are killed by quacks in front of it, but today it has found some strange creatures, that kind of appearance is against human aesthetics, how disgusting how to come, and the strength is still outrageous.

Finally, these human-faced rats on the tree, slowly moving their bodies, approached the infected, their limbs were like human limbs, but very shriveled and small.

This is a group of rats with human faces and limbs???

The infected person has lived for so long, it is the first time it has seen such a strange creature.

Closer and closer, closer and closer..........

The infected person was breathing rapidly, and he was murderous, and now he also began to fear.

The laughter of human-faced rats rang out again, as if they were mocking the infected.

It's just that the sound is not like laughter, but the feeling of chewing, stinging, thirty times the speed of speech, and the laughter contains madness, distortion, suicide, despair.

The infected person couldn't stand it anymore, and his eyes, ears, nose, and mouth began to ooze a large amount of green saliva-like things.

Finally, its entire skin began to tear inexplicably, without warning, and the face of a human-faced mouse gradually grew out of the exposed bones, mocking and laughing at it.

The infected person spit out a large amount of green liquid again without warning, it looked at the unknown liquid on the ground, it shook its head frantically, it remembered that its blood was red, why was it green?

"Hee-ha!!"

The infected person's body is covered with the human face of the mouse, forehead, cheeks, lower body... Even its eyes are there, and the face of the human-faced rat is constantly laughing on it.

"Ah!!"

The infected person wailed and screamed in despair, even if it has the heart to be afraid of the strong, but its body is full of human faces, and the voice that tempts people to commit suicide and fall is constantly coming from his head, this strange thing, it is also afraid, the most important thing is that it is not dead, "No, no, no, no..."

It used all its strength and wanted to turn around and escape.

Click!

Its legs were broken.

It is short of breath, crawling frantically on the ground with its hands and short legs, it knows that it is afraid, it knows that it is afraid, it wants to ask for mercy....

But how could the human-faced rat let it go?

The infected person crawls on the ground at an extremely fast speed.

"Peng!"

It seemed to have hit something.

It slowly raised its head and instantly felt the palpitations of death, which it had never felt before, but it was not even afraid of death, this time it was afraid.

For in front of it is the Hound of Tyndalus.

There is no pity, sympathy, or primary thought.

Tyndalus only knew that the infected one had disturbed his master to rest, so it had to die.

The infected person is now a thing covered in the face of a rat, and the face is still laughing.

The infected person is desperate in his heart, and if he is given another chance, he will definitely not walk in, because all it has now is pain and despair, and endless torture.

When the infected saw the Hound of Tyndaros, it was certain that it was an existence that even its owner could not shake, especially those eyes that made it feel like it was trapped in an endless abyss.

It seemed to be able to read the disregard in the eyes of the Hound of Tyndalus, and had the feeling of an ant looking at the sky.

For the first time, the infected person has the desire to live, because it feels that perhaps death is the beginning of the nightmare.

Who will save me,

Guardian?

Yes, yes, it remembered, there were three ant guardians, as long as they appeared, they would definitely be able to attract the attention of these weird and terrifying people, and then it would have a chance to escape.

O Guardian, I beg you to show up quickly.

But the hollow straw of the Hound of Tyndalos was inserted directly into its brain.

The infected only felt that what was known in his mind was as if his brain plasma was being sucked by the Hound of Tyndaros.

Oh my God, will I be able to feel this torture one day?

Finally, the infected person's vision blurred, his consciousness gradually disappeared, and his face laughed again, and the consciousness that caused people to fall into despair and madness in his voice spread throughout the forest.

The infected did not understand until death, this strange monster is actually a god, or a god that its master cannot compete with.

Slaughter grabbed the necklace around his neck and said reverently.

"My Lord, can I still throw myself into your arms?"

The infected is desperate again, and when it was on the verge of death, it could feel the presence of the Lord and the mind of the Lord.

But today it can no longer be felt.

"No, no, no, no!! Accept, my Lord, your faithful servant, take me away. But

this time its Lord could not give it a response.

In the end, the infected person was sucked into a dry corpse by the Hound of Tyndaros, and the human faces seemed to be fixed on the infected person, and even if they died, these faces would accompany its corpse.

But at this time, the search team named Keen also came to the vicinity of the Hound of Tyndaros.

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