The clone is essentially a life transformed by Yu Tu's own conscious power. Yu Tu can feel the status of the clone from a distance. But it's just that. After all, what he wanted was not a puppet, but a trusted companion, a subordinate.

Therefore, after the clone was invaded by the killing, Yu Tu felt it for the first time, not right. But he has no way to know what happened.

But he can be sure that it is not a good thing.

Now he hesitated. The initial idea was to create a clone to check the situation. But before the reason is found, every clone that may be created may have this possibility of being killed by the consciousness.

In the end, Yu Tu sighed and contacted Yu Mu through her coat of arms to remind them. He closed his eyes and picked up the soul that had not been in contact for a long time.

In the power of the soul. The seventh ability is mental link. In this way, Yu Tu can communicate with other people remotely. It is a pity that even he has now reached the point of God. There is no way to quickly master this ability.

Among the wild beasts. The clone occupied by the slaughter took the initiative to find a life that could be slaughtered. The continuous killings continuously infect his soul.

The shackles on his hands became clearer and clearer. There are also chains extending out. At the end of the chain was a grinning face.

If the slaughter continues, the clone will be completely eroded by the power of the abyss. It can be seen that the shackles that the abyss gave Yu Tu at that time were not simple things. Now this kind of thing has shown his horror.

The clone slaughtered all the way, but still instinctively moved towards the original target position.

He himself did not hide his breath, and the bad movement. It was quickly noticed by others.

A griffin came from a distance and frowned as he watched the butchered clone below. Afterwards, he saw the crimson shackles on his hand when he broke up, his brows were loosened, and he dived blankly.

It is hard to imagine that a huge creature with a height of three meters at the shoulder and a body length of five meters can reach that terrifying speed. The acceleration in a short period of time allowed the Griffin to break through the sound barrier and directly stepped on the clone.

The huge impact perfectly skipped the clone and scattered on the ground.

"Ah ah ah ah ah!"

At this time, the eyes of the clone turned completely crimson, and the whole body was blood stained, like an evil ghost. Consciousness has completely disappeared, leaving only the instinct of killing. Worse than the beast.

The Griffin snorted coldly, and the sound even caused the air to vibrate. The clone who heard the sound fell into a coma as if it had been hit by a heavy hammer. Qiqiao's **** appearance looked even more hideous. But at least it was stopped.

The griffon released its paw. The chains he had pressed underneath immediately jumped out and pierced toward the Griffin.

But after touching the body of the Griffin, the chain was broken directly. The power of holiness spread quickly along the chains. Directly broke the chain and the shackles.

The force submerged in the body, checked one side, and after making sure that there was nothing left, Griffon nodded in satisfaction.

Reached out and grabbed the avatar, flapped its wings and started to return.

I don't know how long it took, the clone woke up in a daze. Then he noticed that he was now in a place similar to a dungeon.

Looking at the iron fence not far away, the clone frowned.

He cared more about this strange fence than his own situation.

There is no special place about the fence, it is a normal simple fence. But the key is here. In this world, Marga Nu is the collective name for all rational beasts. Only with a rationality similar to human can be called Marga Nu.

But only a small part of these horse slaves can use tools. As for construction. Being able to make a straw bed is their limit.

A dungeon like this doesn't look like Margaru could make it.

The same is true for doors and locks that are only the size of ordinary people. It didn't look like that group of beasts could make.

The first reaction of the clone was that he was caught and taken out of another world.

But then this possibility was ruled out. Although the slaughter occupied his consciousness, he still had some influence on the events at the time. He should have been thrown down by a huge beast. Then his consciousness became blurred.

If you still stay in the world of beasts, then things become a little more subtle. Marga slaves in this world may not be as simple as previously understood. It is also possible that there are humanoid creatures here, but they have not been found before.

After realizing that he couldn't think of any clues, the clone began to think about another question. At that time, why would I be occupied by slaughter and become a monster who only knew slaughter.

He closed his eyes and began to recall the power factor in his body.

The foundation is Yu Tu's own spiritual power. The auxiliary power has the rules of erosion, the divine power of Xie Lin Emperor. In theory, it shouldn't be affected by the killing.

In the process of thinking about the clone, he noticed strange marks on his wrist. There was a clear red mark on the right wrist, as if it had been restrained by a lock before.

Just as the clone was thinking about it, clear footsteps came into his ears.

He raised his head and stared outside. Before long, the master of the footsteps appeared in front of him.

A tall man in a white priest costume. He wears a griffon-style helmet on his head, and a pair of reduced wings behind him. There are golden rings on the wrists and ankles. There was a strange thing hanging around his neck.

After seeing the priest, the inside of the clone trembled slightly. He could feel that the aura on the opponent's body was exactly the same as those of Margaru.

They understand this completely differently. At least so far, there is no news that there is a humanoid Marga slave.

"Don't be confused. I am Marga Nu. However, I am also an Eudemon. Generally speaking, we prefer the name Manu."

"You brought me here?"

"Yes."

"Really, why didn't you kill me? I killed a lot of your companions, right."

"Companion? You mean those beasts?"

A light smile appeared on the priest's face.

"You have to be clear. We have our own race and our own food spectrum. I don't know what the world on your side is like. But in this world, the low-level guys you kill are food in our eyes. Only Only those who believe in gods can be called Marga slaves. That is the meaning of servants of gods. Speaking of which, there is nothing wrong with what I say. After all, I just didn't master your language, and there may be problems in expression.

"no problem."

"Very well, then we can talk about business."