The Mythical Races I Created

The murloc king looked at Hook in fear, he didn't understand what Master Hook meant.

Hook flew in front of him, with one hand under the chest of the soldier next to him, and only heard the sound of "Bao La", that hand actually grabbed a lively heart!

The surface of this heart is covered with a transparent pink film. The whole heart is still beating. You can clearly see the fibrillation of the two atria and the two ventricles. You can also see some white fat on the surface of the heart. , Everything shows that this is a real heart.

The murloc soldier whose heart was taken out by Hook was breathing indifferently with his mouth wide open, his legs even knelt down softly like this.

The murloc soldier knelt on the ground and whispered: "My heart... my heart..."

Hook handed the heart to the old king. The old king caught the slippery heart tightly. Well, the heart felt very slippery.

The old murloc king said: "This...this is..."

"Pinch it." Hook said, "The heart that I gave black magic is so tough that it won't be squeezed and it stops working."

"Similarly, even a person who does not know magic can use this heart to control a person."

With the force of the murloc king’s palm, the heart in his hand was pressed by the old king’s five fingers, and it sank inward. Then the murloc soldier made an overwhelmed sound. The murloc soldier rolled on the ground and said, "Stop. ."

"stop!"

An evil flame appeared in the eyes of the old murloc king. It was a flame called ambition.

Green light appeared in his eyes.

If the ruler doesn't want to be able to control the thoughts of the subjects, it is best to see through your mind at a glance. If you can't do it, there must be a switch, as long as I can make you suffer or die.

The old murloc king held this heart in his hand, and constantly approached the murloc soldier who was rolling and struggling on the ground.

"I want more, I want more hearts, Master Mage, can you give me more hearts?"

The evil wizard [Hook] has a strange look. The king’s greed is infinitely magnified under the reflection of his magic power, but this greed in turn affects his magic power. This emotion makes his magic power even darker, no wonder Hei The third stage of magic, that is, the stage of great success, is to assist a faint king.

Hook has no missionary mind.

Because this is not a normal creation of a vassal country, it is just a country that you need in order to practice magic.

He will confuse this region and this country.

In the future, all practitioners of black magic must go through this step when they practice the third stage.

The first step is to abandon your own goodness.

The second step is to kill a powerful existence. The stronger the existence, the better.

The third step is to mess up a country.

Hook took out a dark green potion from his pocket. He opened the potion and poured the potion on the wrinkled palm of the old king. The palm of the old king suddenly became dark, as if stardust. It was a little bit golden and silver shimmering.

Hook said, "This is the black magic potion I refined."

"After applying the medicine, you can take out other people's heart with your palm and hold it in your own hands."

"Utility is a week."

"I will come again in a week. But, I want you to pay a little price. I want the hearts of a hundred murlocs who haven't been human."

A green flame emerged from Hook, and he slowly disappeared in the flame, leaving only an old murloc full of desire.

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