Octopus Online Feeding Guide

"Are you questioning me?" Hayle asked dissatisfied.

"Yes." Richel said empathetically, "Should I speak more slowly and give you some time to understand."

"I've lived for hundreds of years! I'm not an illiterate brat!" Hayle's face was trembling with baby fat, and he tried his best to show a ferocious expression, calling out to the people behind him, "How dare these two untouchables touch me? He is rough, and openly killing people in the city, ignoring the law, catch him quickly."

Dozens of soldiers raised their swords and slowly surrounded them.Richel leaned nervously behind Adrian, stretched out his head and argued angrily at them: "We didn't kill anyone, your count died a long time ago, and he lived in the state of a zombie before, completely unconscious .”

"Impossible." The priest at the edge of the crowd said, "He was fine when he entered Liberty City a few days ago. He was in the castle of the lord during this time. If he had died long ago, you are questioning the lord. Status and his noble character?"

"You have to ask the Necromancer who killed him." Richel said helplessly, "How do we know?"

trembling trembling...

Beside the spacious wooden door, a skull fell and rolled several times on the ground.

Lesney chased the head out in a panic, finally picked it up, held it in his hand and patted the ashes, noticing the eyes of everyone, shook his hand in embarrassment, and quickly slipped upstairs to the restaurant.

Richel: "..."

"Harboring the Necromancer?"

"He's just...a flexible dead body." Richel explained palely, and with his words, Lesni relieved himself, and a skeleton rolled down, looking really like a dead body.

In the dark, two fingers moved, slipped upstairs, and got in through the door of 201.

"Needless to say, who else has the ability to kill him except you?" A knight in silver armor came out from the crowd and looked at Adrian sharply.

"It seems that no matter what the facts are, you all think that we are the murderers." Adrian's eyes were cold, and a playful smile appeared on the corner of his mouth, "Who doesn't know, what is your ulterior motive. "

"Don't slander us, you murderers," shouted a soldier from the crowd.

"Orc, I feel the power of darkness in you. Please show your identity stamp to prove that you are a legal resident of the mainland." The priest pointed out bluntly.

The priest is always very sensitive to evil spirits. Hearing this, everyone couldn't help but take a step back and looked at him vigilantly, with disgust and fear in their eyes.

On the continent of Kelexi, humans, elves, dwarves, cyclops, dragons, and orcs live in harmony together, living in a corner of the continent.

Later, the number of vampires and undead gradually increased, their power increased, and they also wanted to establish a city-state.After hundreds of years of melee, in the end, the two races won the victory and won the rights they deserved, and the resentment between the eight major races deepened.

Except for Liberty City, other races are hardly seen in their respective race city-states.

But no matter where, demons are not welcome, they are the most evil existence.

"Don't be afraid, soldiers, we are the party of justice, and we are blessed by God today, guiding us here."

The knight encouraged the surrounding soldiers, and said to Adrian: "I advise you to put down Lord Hayle and don't resist, otherwise, we will activate the magic circle of the city of liberty. At that time, you will be turned into ashes in the holy light, Even the soul is gone--if there is such a thing as a soul.

Holding the sword blessed by the holy light, his whole body was covered with a layer of holy light, and he was always ready to inject magic into the ground and activate the magic circle.

The unknown priest clutched the sun medallion hanging on his chest with his left hand. Just waiting for him to move, the power of light would descend from the sky, illuminating the entire city of liberty.

The people around looked upright, with a little excitement and agitation. If there was any substance in their disgusting eyes, they turned to Adrian one after another, as if if they stabbed him with a knife, they could be regarded as the warriors protecting the city of liberty and saving the civilians of the entire continent. hero.

Looking at their expressions, Adrian's cold eyes showed a trace of boredom and dullness, and he didn't even think of moving his fingers.

At this moment, Richel suddenly strode forward, grabbed Hayle's head and threw it back, and cut off half of his head with a neat knife with one hand.Before the wound was closed, he pressed the silver coin against his neck.

"What are you doing?!" The blood clan yelled in fright, "Take it away!" He already felt the burning sensation coming from the wound, and it was still smoking.

"If you don't want him to die, back away." Richel looked at them with gloomy eyes, "I don't mind taking an extra life."

"Look, he admitted that he was the one who killed Earl Andus." Hayle smiled excitedly, regardless of the silverware on his neck, and looked at him greedily and fiercely, "Kill him!"

Richel picked up the barbecue sauce on the ground and blocked his mouth tightly.

"Adrian, run away." He said without turning his head, "Go out through the back door of the restaurant, turn left, and you can run out of Freedom City along the road."

Adrian paused.

"What are you doing in a daze? Run!" He said anxiously, "Didn't you listen to what they said? Are you just standing here waiting to die?"

Adrian looked at him in astonishment, "What about you?"

As soon as the words fell, a white light suddenly appeared on the flat ground. It turned out that the knight had already activated the formation with his sword while they were talking.

The whole world seemed to be swallowed by white light. Richer subconsciously closed his eyes. His body seemed to be divided, torn, and corroded by tens of thousands of blades. The pain was so painful that he couldn't even scream.

Enduring the severe burning pain, he angrily pressed the silver coin into the wound on Hayle's neck.

Hayil screamed in pain, but at the same time, the octopus tentacles that were strangling him became tighter.

"Richer!"

In an instant, the sacred white light almost devoured the figure of the bat, but there were still dots and dots that rushed towards Richer along the arms, and gathered into a human form again.

"Don't you think a silver coin can kill me?" Hayle sneered, grasping with all five fingers, aiming at his heart accurately.

at last……

The whole sky darkened.

The priest spat out a mouthful of blood and muttered in his mouth, but there was no reaction for a long time. Looking again, the Sun Sacred Medal was covered with a layer of gray mist.

The soldiers and knights looked around in horror, and the unknown pedestrians on the street stopped and looked up at the sky.

The green crescent moon and the red sun rise from the east and west horizons facing each other, and the miserable green and blood red complement each other in the body, making them gradually become transparent.

There was a monster's breath from the back of the neck, and the cold breath sprayed on the warm skin, causing goose bumps.

Breathing gradually became difficult, seeing and hearing less and less.As if isolated and abandoned by the world, there was only a burst of pain, torturing the nerves.

Black tentacles stretched out from their mouths, noses and ears, twisted, explored, and extended.A monster was being born in their stomachs, struggling, trying to break out.

The gray eyes had already seen the monster in their stomachs, and they were looking at themselves evilly. At that moment, they would rather be completely blind.

The golden light on Richel's forehead flickered, and his eyes stared blankly at Hayle in front of him.

At this moment, his sharp nails only stayed on Richel's clothes, and it was difficult to move forward.His eyes were gradually stained with fear, his whole body was trembling, and he looked at the other party begging for mercy.

A warm embrace was attached behind him, and his arms and legs snaked up his limbs, gradually wrapping his whole body.

Soft and warm, giving him the greatest sense of security.

"Adrian..."

A gentle and familiar voice responded to him, "I am here."

"Lord Adrian!"

A girl stumbled up in the sky, with her left hand soaked in a water bag, she panicked and said, "Lord Adrian, please calm down."

She just went on vacation, how did it become like this.

Her only response was a cold look.

"Think about him." Under the tremendous pressure, the city lord struggled to utter every single word, "Your partner, would he wish to stay with a demon in the darkness and filth that will never see the light of day? "

Adrian hugged the man, thoughtful.

"He knows I'm a demon." He didn't mind.

"You have been at the bottom of the sea for so many years, you know that feeling, do you want him to experience it too?"

A trace of bewilderment flashed in emerald green eyes, and he hugged him even tighter.

The city lord felt that the coercion on his body was much lighter, and immediately said: "Master Adrian, stop, I promise, no one will dare to trouble Mr. Richer in the city of Liberty in the future. Get on your head."

"I will protect him." Adrian looked at her unkindly, "I don't need anyone to intervene."

"I am for my citizens." The city lord said helplessly.

When the dawn star began to twinkle in the sky, the dawn broke through the heavy darkness.

Richel opened his eyes on the bed, staring at the painting on the ceiling in bewilderment.

The beauty in the painting sits on a swing with her skirts fluttering, looking affectionately at the man beside her.

Noticing the different gazes, she glared at Richel angrily, and nestled in the man's arms.

Uh...why is there so much drama in this painting?

His eyes darken, his lips stick to the soft lips, he feels the soft tentacles around his waist, hands, ankles and wrists, gently entwining and swimming away, the tips of the tentacles go to places he doesn't want, and they keep spinning play tricks.

He was trembling all over, flustered, throwing and unloading his armor constantly, struggling slightly, the arm and foot gently separated him, and a sharp point stretched in.

"Adrian, what are you doing so early in the morning!" Richel blushed and said angrily.

"I found it." Under the fiery red fluffy hair, there was an intoxicating smile in the emerald eyes, "You are more energetic in the morning than in the evening."

As he spoke, he bowed his head and walked down his waist.

For thousands of years, it was the first time someone said that he should be protected.

"Adrian..." There was only trembling left in Richel's mouth.

"I love you, my dear."