Thanks for the invitation. I am a parasite in Terra.

And he died without any chance of fighting back.

Damn it. Really fucking damn it.

Are all Victorians idiots?

Such a thing that looks like a walking super-high-yield Originium explosive is wandering around their capital, but the Victorians don't even sense the threat?

No...wait...

For a moment, it seemed as if something flashed through my brain.

No way... Dukare almost broke out in a cold sweat because of the ridiculous idea that had just come to his mind.

Impossible? How could Victoria win over and control such a monster?

No, no, I must pass this message back. Tracys's course of action against Victoria must be changed, otherwise, in the worst case scenario, they will rush into the abyss with the entire Kazdel!

Ducare was thinking, then suddenly froze and looked at the surrounding scenery.

Wait a moment.

Why haven’t you landed yet after jumping for so long?

The moment his sight transmitted the surrounding scenery to his brain, he suddenly realized that he was suspended in mid-air!

No, it's not floating...it's being dragged by something!

Dukare lowered his head and looked at the blood-red chains that bound him. He had no idea when four spider-like limbs had grown from his back.

At this moment, these four limbs on his back were like nails, firmly nailing him in mid-air on the floor.

Damn it, damn it, damn it!

What the hell is this thing?

Damn, it's still moving!

No way?

....*Sarkaz swear*.

Ducare kicked his dangling legs like a madman, trying to save himself, but the four limbs climbing on the wall proved that his efforts were in vain.

On the street, a passing child was looking with surprise at a man with four spider-like "tails" growing out of him, who was leaning against the wall on a residential building not far away.

"Look, mom, it's the masked wall-climbing superhero!"

"What Superman..."

Some young Filin currently held the child's hand and looked in the direction he was pointing.

There was nothing there.

"Hey, baby, did you see it wrong?"

"I didn't! There really is a Superman! The mask on his face can change color! I just saw the mask on his face suddenly turn white! And then he climbed into the window in a flash."

.......

...

snap....

blood

The spider legs made of flesh slowly "carried" the pale-faced Ducare back from the window and slowly leaned him against the other end of the coffee table. Then, the chain that had been locking him seemed to melt, and he was released easily.

but.....

He had no sense of breaking free.

At this moment, that terrifying existence was sitting right in front of him. In his eyes, it made no difference whether he was tied up or not.

Crash.....

Zuo Jian put away the kettle and pushed the full teacup to the other end of the table, in front of Dukare.

"Hello, nice to meet you. I hope you still remember me."

He pointed to his face, which had been re-shaped like a nun.

In order to have a conversation with Dukare, he even adjusted his appearance.

However, to the other party, Zuo Jian's appearance is really not that important.

At this moment, the endless devouring aura that was emitted subconsciously was enough to tear apart all disguises of the skin.

But...only guys like Ducare who are sensitive to scent are "fortunate" enough to detect this feeling.

"What can I do for you?"

Although he felt that his usually cold heart was about to burst out of his chest like an overloaded steam engine, Dukare still managed to maintain basic etiquette and not appear too out of control...

If you ignore his currently well-behaved sitting posture...

"My name is Zuo Jian, and this is Laurentina. As you can probably tell, this is our temporary 'home'."

Zuo Jian didn't respond to Dukare's words, but just introduced Laurentina beside him. As for Skadi...

Presumably the other party had already spoken to her, so she just skipped it.

"... Dukare, my name is Dukare."

Although he didn't know the other party's intention, after hearing Zuo Jian introduce himself, Dukalei also reported his name...

Although very reluctantly.

Because it was obvious that after he gave his name, everyone could almost see with the naked eye that the person opposite him seemed to be in some interest.

It's as if...I'm being targeted.

"Ducare, huh..."

Zuo Jian nodded with satisfaction. Introducing each other was the beginning of a good communication.

However, Laurentina was obviously not interested in joining in such a boring conversation. When she realized that Ducare's attitude was unlikely to lead to any standard offensive behavior after the remarks of a small fry, she turned around and teased Skadi beside her.

"Yes... Is there anything I can do for you? I don't think I have offended you--"

He stared at the left room and asked with some fear.

However, the latter just slowly raised the teacup and blew on it.

"Mr. Ducare, you have to understand one thing. This residence is now the "home" of me, Laurentina... and Skadi. Although you can also say that it is just a temporary place to stay."

"But humans, as creatures, should always have some spiritual sustenance, just like my family, Laurentina... and Skadi. We have been wandering in the wilderness for a while. A house may be just a place to stay for you, but to us, it means much more than that."

Zuo Jian said with some earnest words

The more Ducare listened, the less he understood. The less he understood, the more confused he became. Confusion represents the unknown, and in the face of the existence of terror, the unknown will subconsciously turn into fear.

"You...what do you want to say..."

Seeing the other party slowly walking to the broken window, looking at the glass shards all over the ground, he spoke with some sadness.

"You know, this room means a lot to us, but now one of its windows is broken like this. Why? Mr. Ducare, why is the window broken?"

Zuo Jian asked with a sad face.

Chapter 97, Laurentina: What did you pick up? Zuo Jian!

Gulp....

Ducare swallowed nervously and looked at the broken window beside him.

as well as.....

The deep sense of loss and sadness expressed on Zuo Jian's face.

Although you can tell at first glance that there is a lot of performance involved, it doesn't matter at all.

The other person is not making this expression to really show how sad he is.

But to tell others how sad he is.

In other words...even if it's fake at first glance, do you dare to refute the other party on this point?

At least he didn't say it directly, but used this euphemistic way to express his dissatisfaction.

Exposed? Are you going to die?

And right now...the other party's underlying intention was very obvious, which was dissatisfaction with his intention to escape just now!

He understood that the more powerful a being was, the more it hated something trying to escape its control.

It is even said that he is still alive today, and on the surface he can still have a polite conversation with the other party over tea...

It's definitely not because the guy in front of me is a kind person, but because...

He looked at the existence in front of him and thought secretly.

Is it because he is "valuable"?

This is probably true, but it does not mean that you can use this to take control of the conversation from the other party.

When facing a powerful being, don't overestimate your own importance. Otherwise, would you bet everything on the other party's thoughts? Don't be kidding.

.....not to mention....

The value that the other party gets from you...

Witchcraft? Blood demon's art? None of them -

Is it....Royal Court...Sarkaz and Kazdel...?

Dukare's face turned cold and hard, and he forced himself to stop shaking subconsciously.

The other party wants to obtain this part of the value from himself... No, damn it, if such a being reaches Kazdel, Dukare doesn't even dare to imagine what will happen!

Want to run? There are no chains now, but the other party has removed the chains, obviously not caring about the existence of this thing.

What if I try it again... no, get closer first, release the Originium technique to explode and raise the blood mist, and then hide in the shadows?

The worst outcome would be that he would be beheaded and die on the spot as soon as he stood up, but this was better than staying in the hands of the other party and revealing all the information about Kazdel and other high-value information.

No...wait...

Dukare raised his head slightly, and cold sweat continued to accumulate on his fair forehead.

The existence in front of me, the information about him...only I know it.

He couldn't take any risks. He had to stay alive and tell Kazdel the fact that there was such a monstrous creature in Victoria... and tell Tracys not to act rashly, otherwise... the consequences would be disastrous.

Damn it...

Ducare had a gloomy face, as if he was thinking about something extremely serious.

Zuo Jian didn't understand why this guy looked so difficult than when he was filling out multiple-choice questions in the college entrance examination.

Obviously, he just wanted to raise the price a little to make this guy compensate for the window, and at the same time "curiously" ask about his background, bring up the topic and mention something about the Sarkaz.

Let him have some reference to see if there is any force or weaponry that can be borrowed, maybe it can be useful.

Huh? As for picking up some big shot by chance.

Zuo Jian is no longer at the age where he can imagine plots that are only found in fantasy novels.

How could such a coincidence happen?

No, no, no, no.

While he was thinking, he suddenly felt an itch on his waist. He turned around and found that Laurentina had sat back and poked his waist with a finger.

Zuo Jian turned his gaze away and met Laurentina's bright red eyes.

[What? You're not going to accompany Skadi?]

It feels like things aren't going well for you, so I came over to take a look. How's the talk going? Are you having a good time?

The two began to communicate skillfully through the transmission of consciousness after physical touch, and Laurentina could even pretend to be doing nothing.

[Not going well...I seem to have exaggerated the value of the window. When I mentioned the compensation, Mr. Ducare seemed to be in deep thought.]

After listening to this, Laurentina glanced at Ducare with some doubt. His face was so dark that it looked like it could be ground into ink.

strangeness.

This person doesn't look like a poor refugee. At least he is dressed like a human being. How could he not be able to afford the compensation?