Thiago's 7 guards formed a circle, staring fearfully at the two slaves in the center. The monster with a height of nearly two meters shaking its tail in the dark, plus the two corpses in the field, was indeed very visual. shock.

The oppressed business travel guard didn't feel relieved. Instead, he raised a heart in his throat and looked at the monsters on the field in horror!

Not like a human!

This is the first intuition of the two parties, but it is not easy to be sure. After all, the sky is too dark, the vision is not clear, and overall, it looks like a human-shaped outline, except for the **** tail.

"who are you?"

The tip of the guard's sword of the Thiago caravan pointed at the slave, with a stern tone.

Silence, no response!

It was impossible for the slaves to answer their question, or in other words, it was Yaerlin's will. The two slaves turned around abruptly and slaughtered them without any warning.

"Attack on the left and right sides, the target's limbs!"

The silent transmission of consciousness, the poor slave was born out of the hatching of the living dead, and its size and combat effectiveness have a qualitative leap, but it is obviously still a rigid tool in terms of IQ.

However, for Arlin, at this stage, he only needs subordinates who can carry out accurate orders, and the poor slaves are more than enough to deal with it.

No, in the blink of an eye, the sound of the blade falling off his hands and falling to the ground was joined together. The stump and the broken arm were scattered like garbage discarded at random. There was only a whimpering sound in his mouth.

poor slave

Race: Humanoid.

Class: The first-order is inferior and cannot be evolved.

Mental Strength 0

Nerve conduction rate 3

Bone hardness 2

Muscle activity 2

Blood density flow rate 0

(Reorganized and alienated carbon-based life forms, weak bodies like paper paste, brainless cannon fodder, do not have any cultivation value.)

Yaerlin, who slowly walked out of the darkness, squinted and observed the almost unscathed slave, and had a more intuitive understanding and comparison of the data of the slave presented in his mind.

The objects of comparison are naturally those humans who are paralyzed on the ground, and the values ​​of various attributes of ordinary normal humans are hovering between 1 and 2.

Of course, this is only a preliminary guess. After all, his understanding of the world is still very narrow, but even so, he will not think that the inferior slave is invincible. After all, the evaluation of the word "cannon fodder" is exaggerated. You can't really ignore it.

Moreover, he had seen Captain Via's terrifying swordsmanship, and he made a comparison in his mind. It was obvious that the slave capture was not Via's opponent, and Captain Via's bounty had not yet crossed the threshold of tens of millions. In this world, there are many big pirates who are rumored to be over 100 million.

Yaerlin thought about it, his eyes wandered on the ground unconsciously, and then some data was naturally mapped on his retina:

"0.1, 1" "0.2, 1" "0.1, 1" "0.1, 1" "0.2, 1" "0.1, 1" "0.1, 1." "0, 0" "0, 0"

The icy eyes swept over and fell into the eyes of those on the ground, and immediately felt a strange chill in their hearts, as if they were being stared at by some kind of cold-blooded carnivore. In the eyes of the other party, they were dismembered and served. Fresh meat on a plate.

Looking away, he looked at the trembling merchant guards on the other side, oh, it's not appropriate to call them that, because their caravan leader has died.

"Aren't you going yet?" Yaerlin looked at a few people and sighed.

"Who are you?" Several guards looked at each other, and then a man who looked slightly older came out and asked.

"Oh, we're a gang." Yaerlin pointed his finger at the crumbled box, and the rolling kerosene bottle fell out: "Lombardier asked me to come here, okay, it's settled here, you can go and set the fire, Go to the corner of the city and quickly light the fire."

After a few perfunctory explanations, a group of guards without a master hurriedly picked up the things on the ground and left the place as if they were running away.

After all the figures disappeared, Yaerlin licked his lips and looked at the living man who was collapsed on the ground without the ability to resist. A black line flashed strangely in his pupils.

"What are you going to do..."

"Ah...don't come here..."

"Drain!"

It was like the sound of a balloon bursting and leaking, and then everything returned to tranquility. The cold air blew past, and the ground was full of blood and kerosene. Several shriveled corpses seemed to stick to it, and were blown away by the wind. Makes a "clack-clack-clack" sound.

Compared with the devoured corpse and the transformed immortal state, the form of absorbing is to extract the target into a mummified corpse, and the flesh and blood essence of one body is instantly evacuated to become a tonic for Yaerlin's body growth.

"Although, all must be fresh living people, but if you just judge from the outcome of death, absorbing should be the most merciful of the three." Yaerlin sighed in his heart, but he didn't know whether the corpses under his feet would Agree with what he calls kindness.

The 3D projection in his consciousness emerged, and a new entry appeared in the bottom column, and the number of points for allocation increased from 0 to 0.9.

There are a total of seven living people, two of which provide 0.2 alone, and the remaining five are all absorbed by 0.1. The reason for the difference is that Yaerlin only has a guess, but he has no way of making a judgment. It can only be left to the future. I have the opportunity to verify and solve the ~lightnovelpub.net~ The current problem is how to distribute the 0.9 points.

Yarlin felt as if he was playing some kind of game, but he knew in his heart that this was not a game, and that this thing similar to a game template was just an image constructed by Astur Bader according to his own needs.

A number of messy thoughts quickly passed through his mind, and then Yaerlin concentrated his attention, and suddenly a stream of heat rushed out of his heart and quickly rushed to his limbs.

The height of the whole person was instantly increased by two centimeters. The muscles of the whole body were as clear and strong as if they were being crossed by a sculptor's axe. The muscles were bulging, and they were tensed when they exerted a little force. It's like being surrounded by countless steel cables, so it's not scary.

Mental Strength 1

Nerve conduction rate 1

Bone hardness 1

Muscle activity 3.1

Blood density flow rate 1

Incomplete body - complete body (progress bar 1/100)

Draw allotment points (0)

Yaerlin turned off the 3D projection on his retina and silently felt the terrifying power contained in his body. The feeling of power between his gestures and gestures was intoxicating. He looked at his right hand. His skin also seemed to become rough, and it was not that smooth to the touch, but a friction similar to cowhide.

Closing his palms, he let out a light breath, and Yaerlin slowly expelled the mental excitement, which is the excitement that biological cells transmit to consciousness after the body suddenly became stronger.

He is not the kind of person who will be immersed in a state of excitement, he is more accustomed to controlling his emotional changes.

The night is sticky like smooth satin, and the orange flames are quietly eroding and spreading from the corners...