Soul of Negary

"Go back, you can't even represent the law enforcement team, so what does it mean for the people behind you to ask me for forgiveness." Negri said, looking at the pale-faced Brewer.

And Negri's words made Brewer's face even paler. He had no choice from the beginning to the end. If he didn't perform the task before, he would be slapped down or even suffered accidental death. Now he also understands that he It's actually a punching bag.

Now it seems that he must die. If he does not die, the person behind him will not go down the stairs. Only if he dies, when the two sides exchange interests later, the person behind him can say that the captain of the law enforcement team has been handed over to you. What are you dissatisfied with.

Using a law enforcement team captain who can be promoted at any time to reduce the loss of interests is very cost-effective for those big men.

What he has to do at this time is to die here and give the people behind him an excuse, otherwise he will have to trouble others to help him later, and he can still win the welfare of his family by doing it himself. A disaster for the family.

Just when Brewer was about to commit suicide, Negri seemed to see what Brewer was thinking, and suddenly said, "But you seem to need a little help."

Brewer raised his head and looked at Negri with a slight smile. He who had never had a choice, suddenly found that he seemed to have another choice.

After a while, Brewer left Negri's office. Negri looked at the back of the other party's departure and continued to think about his plan.

The short and long night has passed, the sun has not yet risen, and the birds chirping in the morning is particularly loud. After the reincarnation ceremony collapsed, the life of the entire campus seems to be more active.

Today is the last day of the magic dinner, and the scattered magic knowledge exchange meetings are not the focus. Tonight will be the climax of the magic dinner. The appearance of the magic mother is the real carnival.

The inch-headed man was walking on the campus road, his expression was a little sluggish. He had just returned from the red light outside the school, and he vented the energy that he had been holding for these days on those garbage people.

Noss is like a perfect goddess, dangling in front of his eyes all the time, neither rejecting nor expressing his favor, making him feel that he still has a chance, so he works harder in front of her.

It's just that such a goddess can't eat in front of him, it's really itchy, so last night he slipped out of the academy to vent his fire, and when he rested, he still had to go to class. In class, I feel that Noss is a little absent-minded recently, he needs to perform well, maybe he can go further.

It's just that the sluggish inch-headed man didn't see that behind the shadow of the tree beside the school road, a man with his head bowed looked at the inch-headed man gloomily, holding his hand tightly in his pocket.

"Don't you like Logue? Don't you want to save him? You don't even dare to kill someone, why would you say you love him." Mikael curled up in Randier's ear and said in a perverse manner, once again Let Randil make up his mind.

Without any hesitation, Randyr stood up, trotted to catch up with the inch-headed man, and patted his shoulder with one hand.

"Who is it!" The inch-headed man just wanted to lie on the bed and have a good rest, then ran to Nos's place to open the screen, turned his head impatiently, and felt a pain in his stomach.

Randier looked a little frantic, holding the dagger and stabbing it into the inch-headed man's stomach again and again.

Looking at the inch-headed man lying on the school road with his stomach covered, Randier calmed down unexpectedly. He felt that he had become different at this moment, his body had become so light, and there was nothing to be afraid of. He who fought was no longer the Randyr who only blindly followed orders in the past.

Randier stepped forward, raised his foot on the inch-headed man's mouth, and made his screams become lower and lower. On the other side, he wiped the blood off the dagger, put it back in his pocket, and looked around. Now It was still early, the surroundings were silent, and no one was around.

The inch-headed man struggled desperately, but because his limbs were weak, and he was stabbed seven or eight times in the stomach, he didn't have the conditions to break out now.

Randier's face appeared in his mind, and his heart was full of doubts, he knew this person, why did he kill him, is it a rival in love?

With such a question in mind, the inch-headed man stopped breathing, his skin was rapidly withering and withering, and some white smoke rushed towards Randil.

Mikael was full of excitement, and finally killed a sacrifice, so that he had gained some power, so he didn't have to rely on Randil, and he could get rid of this predicament of being controlled by others.

It's just that the fact told Mikael that he thought too much.

At the first moment when the white air poured into his body, he felt that something was wrong. His weak body could not bear these life magic powers. Forcibly eating these sacrifice magic powers would only kill him.

Fortunately, Mikael's sanity has returned to normal now, and he used the life magic power to make a contract with Randil, passing the excess life magic power to Randil.

Mikael receives a part of the magic power of life, and after the magic power is digested, it strengthens the body of the maggots, and then collects the magic power stored in Randil.

"It's abominable." Mikael had no choice but to compromise under the influx of magic power. The maggot's body twisted and changed rapidly, and the magic of life was promoting his rapid growth.

"wryyyyy!" A golden dumpling floated in front of Negri and shouted happily.

Negri raised his head and looked at the golden dumpling in front of him that ordinary people couldn't see. This was his spirit. After absorbing the evolutionary will for one night, he grew into what he is now, and was able to make simple voices.

"Is it a pleasant evolutionary will?" Negri asked. After a night of eating, the dumplings have become extra picky eaters. Some of the overflowing evolutionary wills have been difficult to grow, and now they suddenly make a sound , must have acquired some strong will to evolve.

The golden dumpling stretched out several tentacles and floated to Negri's side, and the thin tentacles rubbed against Negri's neck.

"Would you like to try it, can you pierce my neck? I'm still a human being. If the wound is deep enough, I'll die too." Negri stretched out his hand and pinched the dumplings and asked Ling seriously.

"wryyyyy..." Tuanzi quickly let go of his tentacles, explaining that he was just showing intimacy.

In the face of the dumplings who once again took heart, Negri let go of the dumplings and smiled: "I'm joking too."

The golden dumpling fell silent again and did not dare to continue to test. Although it was born from Negri's idea, as time passed, it became more and more difficult for him to understand Negri, as if Negri was improving every moment.