The People Walking in Dungeons are surely not Normal

After the terrifying coercion completely disappeared, I was able to speak with difficulty: "You, are you sure you did not admit your mistake? Then, that is just the descendant of the ocean hegemon, not the ocean hegemon?"

Longfoot Rotes was in a panic, and it couldn't happen yet. He just kept swinging his tentacles and told me in tentacle language: You can't admit it, it's the descendant of the ocean overlord.

Is it just a descendant that possesses such a powerful power?

What a terrifying sight would it be if the Lord appeared?

I can't imagine, nor dared to imagine, the terrifying aura just now really scared me.

What is frightening, what is facing death, all are farts, and in front of it, there is only one word left in your mind: despair.

Despair like a bottomless chasm.

I glanced at Shilock, who gradually stretched her limbs and stood up from my arms, and watched her gradually recovering crazy expression. I couldn't help feeling that the power and power of the descendants of the deep sea overlord was really terrifying, even the mania she would commit from time to time. Completely shocked by that terrifying aura, he didn't even dare to attack.

If DiRigi hadn't repeatedly emphasized that Shilock's spirit had been hit hard, and her performance had been good and bad, and normal and crazy, I would even suspect that all this was her pretending.

After regaining his spirit, Shilock gave out an uncontrollable hilarious laugh again, and smiled and bent over.

what's the situation?

Is it possible that once her mental power is relieved, her strongly suppressed madness will burst out uncontrollably, and the intensity of her attacks will be even greater than before?

This is the so-called resistance where there is oppression? The more intense the oppression, the more intense the resistance?

After a while, Long Feet Rotes breathed a sigh of relief, and his body was relaxed, floating in the water like a giant toy octopus. The huge body floated up and down with the surging of the ocean current, and it looked very funny.

After a moment of sluggishness, Lotters' big eyes suddenly turned to me and asked: "Do you know the descendants of the Ocean Overlord?"

"How is it possible! This is the first time I have come to the deep sea, OK?" I said with an innocent look.

"Then why does it seem to know you?" Longfoot Rotes asked with a face of wonder: "I seemed to see it winking at you just now."

"It turned out to be dazzling." My eyes twitched slightly, and I had a lingering fear: "I thought I was sighing.

"Exhale?" Rotes almost laughed out: "If it really exhales at you, you won't only fly a hundred meters, but kilometers away."

Shilock also slowed down at this time, she sighed lightly and said: "What a terrible breath, hehehe, I almost suffocated to death!"

"Don't be kidding," Spitz said, "You don't need to breathe at all."

Having said this, Spitz suddenly turned to me and asked with the same curiosity: "Seriously, I also have the same doubts as Lotters, why the descendants of the ocean lord suddenly turned back and left after seeing you. Simply unscientific!"

"Is it unscientific?" Holding my chin, I pretended to be thinking. After a moment of indulgence, I shook my head and said, "I don't think there is anything abnormal. Maybe it thinks I am thin and small, and I am even qualified to plug my teeth. No, so I was too lazy to eat me, so I wagged my tail and left."

At the same time, everyone showed the expression of ‘you are teasing me’.

After a while, a voice sounded after itself: "I don't think that the descendants of the Deep Sea Overlord will be that kind of soft-hearted creature, at least when facing Poseidon, it swallowed it without hesitation."

I turned around, following the reputation, it was the Maker Luke.

"When did you come out?" I asked with a smile.

"Front and rear feet with Spitz."

"It's so early" I curled my lips: "I thought you would help Di Ruiji kill the Seagod people."

"I think," Luke spread his hands, muffled and said: "But I don't want to face her plague, it's too deadly."

"Agree" Spitz was the first to speak.

Longfoot Rotes also nodded.

Even Anthun, who was standing in the distance, nodded his huge head.

"Hey, Xiaoyi" Spitz suddenly said again: "Get ready, it's almost time for you to debut."

"I'm on the stage?" Pointing to myself, I was surprised: "What do you mean?"

Spitz did not speak, but pointed his finger at the Sea God Race Land.

Following the pointing, I lowered my head, my eyes twitched, and I stood still.

Not far in front, the billowing poisonous mist was slowly penetrating the barrier and blending into the sea.

After standing there for a while, I just popped out two words: "Fuck..."

"Go now" Spitz pushed me, and said: "This plague is only you can absorb. Other people, even the most massive Antun, will die if they absorb it."

Looking at the billowing poisonous mist, my face was embarrassed: "If such a large number of plagues are absorbed by me, will they have diarrhea?"

"Come on," Spitz said: "With your current physique, even if you eat a ton of compressed virus, you will only survive. As for diarrhea or something, don't think about it, unless the poison of the food is poisonous!"

Suspicious I had to bite the bullet, swim to the place where the plague was leaked, open my mouth, and gasp for the spreading plague.

Thousands of viruses and bacteria are rushing into my mouth like a river flowing backwards.

Faced with this scene, I began to worry about whether I would be choked to death. However, to my surprise, I did not feel anything when the dense bacteria and viruses poured down into my mouth. If I had to describe it, I would just **** it. The air is the same, but it takes a longer time to inhale this time.

Moreover, some viruses and bacteria seem to have their own taste, such as sweet, sour, bitter, spicy and salty, which stimulates my taste buds after taking it. It feels so refreshing, as if I am drinking a full-flavored beverage.

After confirming that I wouldn't be choked to death, I immediately let go of my guts and swallowed the plague.

This swallowing lasted for more than four hours, until the entire Poseidon clan was clean again and the air became pure, and I was finally able to stop the act of breathing.

Slowly closing my mouth that had been open for more than four hours, I hiccuped, wiped the corners of my mouth, and vomited: "The taste...excellent, thanks for the hospitality."

"Did... have all eaten?" Spitz, who was the first to get close to me, looked at my stomach in surprise, and then stretched out his finger to bite my belly, and said in surprise: Didn't it bulge? You know, there are tons of plagues! I even worry about whether you will be supported anyway. Now, it's amazing!"

"Hiccup!" I burped, waved my hand, and responded in a vague voice: "Don't, don't talk to me, I want to vomit."

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