They all call me master

Chapter 759 White Bird

Chapter 759 White Bird III

Silent hissing.

A violent heart.

A greedy soul.

Countless different flesh and blood, in an extremely deformed way, make up the snake-like appearance of Imola, the Devourer, at this moment - no, to be precise, it is just roughly like a snake, but snakes do not have tumors, tentacles, and will not hang corpses outside the skin, just like one gallows after another rising from the ground.

Whenever Imola travels underground, the corpses on the gallows will emit a hissing that only those with [spirituality] can hear.

Waves of hissing attract those with [spirituality] to approach.

Make the hearts of these [spirituality] owners become twisted.

In the end?

Become the food of Imola, the Devourer.

Of course, Imola's favorite is the food sent by those strong ants.

Each one is so delicious, not to mention rich juice, and the power contained is also very considerable.

However, with the arrival of the ant holding a long sword and claiming to be a knight, everything changed!

That ridiculous ant actually wanted to persuade Him!

At that time, it was still Him!

It was sacred and inviolable!

It was a member of the Supreme Being!

So, at that time, it swallowed the other party in one gulp, and then...

The other party cut open his stomach, cut off his body, and extinguished the divine fire...

He became it.

But there was not a day that it did not want to return to the cloud again.

So, it lurked and waited for the opportunity.

And it finally waited for the opportunity.

Mihaylo!

This latecomer!

Although it was just a latecomer, it still had a little trust foundation for it - because this latecomer wanted to return to the cloud more than it did, and even became crazy.

For this, Imola wanted to laugh twice.

It hadn't laughed for a long time, unless it really couldn't help it.

Even if He became it, he knew to stay away from the "shadow".

Not to mention the "Temple in the Shadow".

As a result, the latecomer went to the ‘shadow’ regardless.

What a fool!

Hahaha!

Imola laughed twice underground, and the 2,427 corpses hanging on its body all laughed in an ugly and hoarse way.

Immediately, the soil under the earth rolled up.

And then...

It became dry.

The earth was like flesh and blood, being devoured by these corpses.

And this made Imola twist his body in dissatisfaction.

It doesn’t eat these.

Although it can be eaten, it is not delicious.

It wants to eat real delicacies.

Only real delicacies can make it return to the clouds.

So, it sped up and came from the hills outside the shallow port of Xilongde to the inland river-of course, it bypassed the necessary towns.

That holy sword tin can still frightened it now.

Because it didn’t understand why its devouring failed.

So, it became cautious not only because it was seriously injured, but also because of the holy sword can.

Although everyone thought that the other party was dead and died in the "shadow", it didn't think so. The holy sword can ignored its swallowing, so how could it fall into the "shadow"?

Impossible!

The slightly cold water of the inner river washed its body.

It shook the mud and sand on its body, revealing its reddish-brown skin.

And those corpses were preying on the fish that dared to approach.

All in the most primitive way -

Open your mouth and bite!

Scarlet drifted with the river water.

The faint smell of blood evoked more memories of Imola.

For some reason, countless memories that should have been forgotten appeared in Imola's soul.

Imola was extremely irritated.

There were too many memories that it didn't want to remember, and more were swallowed by it a long time ago, but they still appeared, which made Imola twist his body impatiently.

The huge body immediately made the water of this section of the inner river turbid.

Fortunately, this abnormality was only for a moment.

After that, everything became normal.

And Imola no longer had a chance to escape.

When Imola was intact, he understood the "omen", but that "omen" became fragmented with the slashing of the Holy Sword Knight's long sword.

Imola's body was also shattered.

At this moment, Imola only thought that it was a bad memory.

More?

No more!

The numerous flesh and blood squeezed the brain of this "devourer".

It made the other party fall into an indescribable state of indigestion.

In this state, no matter how much it eats, it can't satisfy this "devourer". It only knows to keep eating, and only by eating can it satisfy its instincts.

Waiting all night!

The prey appeared!

When seeing the white ship, Imola was excited.

Its intuition told it that as long as it ate the person on the ship, it might really return to the clouds.

So, without any hesitation, Imola acted.

The unique aura of the ‘devourer’ enveloped the scene.

Suddenly, the ants lost their ability to resist.

But...

Why was the prey fine?

Across the water of the inner river, Imola stared at the black prey on the bow. It did not find any clues from the other party's eyes and expressions.

This made it uneasy and even more angry.

The uneasiness came from those bad memories - in those memories, it was facing the Holy Sword Knight.

Similarly, the anger also came from there.

'Who do you think you are? ! '

Roaring in his heart, the Devourer 'Imola' opened his mouth.

Endless suction appeared at the bottom of the inner river.

Immediately, a super-giant vortex appeared.

The water of the inner river turned rapidly.

More importantly, the huge suction formed a hurricane.

A hurricane that went straight to the stomach of the 'Devourer' Imola.

"Become my nutrition!"

Imola roared.