Magic Chronicles : Fallen Race

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Natalie, who was taken away by the Sorcery Demon and flying in the air, originally thought she had been rescued from the demon's den. But soon, Dian brought this Bishop to the edge of a pond.

Just as Natalie was about to ask something, Dian had no intention of talking to her. There was no need to say much to a specimen. The Sorcery Demon directly threw her into the blue pond below.

Splash!

As soon as Natalie entered the pond, she instinctively wanted to struggle, but she found that the "pond water" here seemed a bit different. It wasn't like water, but more like a kind of moving, viscous, and even... conscious water!?

The water in the pond immediately reacted to her thrown in by Dian. From a bird's eye view, clusters of squirming liquid were rapidly approaching Natalie's direction.

These flowing entities initially repaired Natalie's flesh wounds bitten by the goblins, wrapping them with mucus, making Natalie feel a bit itchy and seemingly very comfortable, with a sense of warmth.

But soon the nun realized something was wrong. After repairing her injuries, these viscous liquids actually continued to wrap around her, as if wanting to encapsulate her like a gelatin capsule.

Natalie instinctively sent out a danger warning. She began to struggle desperately in the pond water, but the slimes did not give her a chance. The nun's skin in contact with the slimes was crazily devoured of the mana inside her body. The more Natalie struggled, the faster the devouring speed became.

In just over ten seconds, this Shadow Bishop had no strength left in her entire body and could only let the slimes begin to inject a kind of preservative liquid into her body. She was wrapped into a spherical shape by the slimes, and finally...

She became a specimen with consciousness still existing, but only her eyes could move, constantly maintaining the "freshness" of her body, sealed in the slimes' "amber."

The slimes had preservation and sealing functions. After being developed by Reji, the Sorcery Demon immediately applied for permission from Reji to seal some valuable humans in this way for research.

Speaking of which... In addition to this woman, there should have been another high-level human.

Dian was referring to the leader of the Death Heralds who had escaped.

However, after sensing a little more, the Sorcery Demon immediately shook his head helplessly.

Switching to the magic spell image, when Dian tracked the location of the group of Death Heralds in the maze, he found that the leader of the Death Heralds, the old human he wanted to make into a specimen, now had his head being kicked like a ball by Eris.

When Dian teleported over, a group of Death Heralds were trembling and panicking to the point of breathing irregularly in front of Eris in her little girl form, as if they had been scared silly.

There was no way around it. Their boss's head, with eyes not yet closed in death, was being tossed back and forth under this little girl's feet.

"Eeyah~, Brother Dian... Quick, look at the new toy Eris found!"

Seeing the Sorcery Demon coming over, Eris immediately seemed very happy and showed off Evan's head under her feet to the Sorcery Demon.

Dian, who didn't understand what had happened at first, sighed a little and said, "Eris, didn't His Majesty instruct that apart from me as the supervisor, there's no need for other apostles to take action? Moreover, with the value of this human, it's too wasteful to let him die."

Hearing the Sorcery Demon's words, Eris pouted, looking very aggrieved.

"Eris didn't want to kill him. Originally wanted to play nicely with... everyone together, wanted to make friends... exchange names with everyone. But he..."

With Eris's voice, it seemed to pull the group of Death Heralds below back into the terrifying memories from a few minutes ago.

At that time, they had just escaped from the goblin burrow. After walking a few steps in the maze, they encountered a little girl who looked sickly and weak. Join us at m,v le mpyr

With this kind of bizarre scene, anyone with a brain would know that this girl was definitely not as simple as she appeared on the surface. She might even be some kind of monster. So they didn't dare to make a sound. Their leader Evan, was even more cautious and cooperative with the little girl's clamoring to play games.

As a result, before the game even started, the other party had just reported her name, Eris, and asked Evan to say his name too. Evan had just opened his mouth and said the word "Demon King" when the little girl's expression suddenly changed.

The scene that followed was something this group of Death Heralds would never forget in their lives.

With movements too fast to see clearly, that sickly little girl suddenly reached out a hand. With a "crack" sound, by the time they came back to their senses, Evan's head had already been twisted off by the little girl.

Now, Evan's head still had a confused expression on his face at the moment of death, clearly not understanding what had happened even as he died.

Demon King...

After hearing Eris's explanation, the Sorcery Demon nodded and took the initiative to apologize to Eris. Indeed, a human who dared to use these two words as a title no longer had the qualifications to even be a specimen.

No matter which apostle it was, they would have handled it the same way as Eris.

Since that was the case, Dian could only settle for the next best thing and package up the remaining Death Heralds, throwing them all into the previous slime pool to become second-rate specimens.

The reason why Dian attached such importance to making them into specimens was because the Sorcery Demon had a vague feeling in his heart.

Next, he would have a high probability of being able to research and uncover a secret he already suspected from these humans of the Syndicate who had been "expelled and exiled."

It was a secret related to a more macro level.

A secret about "Fate Tracks."

However, compared to the Sorcery Demon's research and exploration at a higher level, the Decay Demon Eris was more mundane. She tugged on Dian's clothes and said with puzzled big eyes, "Brother Dian, where's the King... Eris... wants to cuddle and hug the King."