Augustus Under the Horseshoe

"The Demon Seed of Mind is an eight-ring psychic power. He just used the three-ring arcane power to dispel magic. The power is strong enough to disintegrate my chaos magic, and the ability to transform into small and medium-sized humanoid creatures freely. That strange transformation...It is difficult to judge whether it is a transformation spell or a variant of the druid's natural transformation, and even has the horror ability to cast natural spells in a strange form!

You told me that so many difficult abilities are superimposed together, but it is just a weakened copy of Alpharis's ontology? How strong is the body? "

Stronger than Painhurs, also shivered in this unknown fear.

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Eastern Roman Empire-Antioch

"Help...Help!!!"

On the prosperous and crowded streets of Antioch, a tall and handsome half-elf hurriedly pushed away from the crowd beside him, causing a dissatisfaction yelling, but he ignored it. His handsome faces were twisted together because of fear, dripping. Sweat spreads like raindrops on the ground under your feet.

The half-elf seemed to be familiar with every street in Antioch. He turned left and right, hitting all the way, crossing countless pedestrians and vehicles, and finally fled to an uninhabited alley. After confirming that there were no people around, his body turned out to be. It melted into a pool of pale silvery viscous liquid, constantly squirming and tossing, and in a flash, it was reconstructed and combined into a dark and beautiful drow woman.

"Huh—that breathless sense of oppression has disappeared. I should get rid of that demon. What a hell! How could my identity as a Shapeshifter be seen through? My Handuk just wants to live a peaceful life— "

The Transfiguration reintegrated into the crowd scoldingly, and the words of complaining were halfway through his heart. The suffocating sense of oppression once again pressed his heart!

Handu Ke clearly walked on the bustling pedestrian street, but now he felt alone, standing in a deserted wasteland, and was firmly pinned by a terrifying ancient dragon in his claws!

The cold sweat wet his clothes in an instant, and the Transfiguration made a miserable cry, ran to no man’s land again, changed his image, and then reintegrated into the crowd, but no matter how he ran, that creepy death Killing intent, like a secluded sea, always pressed on his body!

In the end, breathing disorder, under the dual burden of fatigue and oppression, Handuk, who almost collapsed, drilled into a remote alley again, trying to change his shape for the thirteenth time.

"This ridiculous game of cat and mouse, I can play with you all day, brother."

Suddenly, a sound filled with magnetism came into the ears of the Shapeshifter, who was scared and almost fainted. I saw that a mosquito staying on the back of his black robe flashed a dazzling silver light and turned into a tall one. The mighty gray elf, and immediately after that, the gray elf's flesh and blood body transformed into a squirming silvery white slime, which became what Handuk now looks like in disguise.

"You are also a shapeshifter?! Why trouble me! There is no need for cooperation between the shapeshifters, we are all alone in the wandering world! According to the way you like to live, just live plainly! If you want to commit a crime, it's up to you. Anyway, identity and burden can be abandoned anytime and anywhere! Why are you looking for trouble with me!"

Handuk made a strange cry and curled up in the corner of the lane as much as possible.

"Times have changed, brother."

The hunter used Handuk’s face to burst out a warm smile, and his slender fingers flashed with terrifying psychic light. He tore his own soul and sent a hideous demon seed constructed from pure psychic energy. It was implanted in the opponent’s left eye. During his manifestation, the Transfiguration tried to escape, but found that his hands and feet were cold and could not move at all. He could only look at the psychic demon seed, before his trembling pupils, more and more. near.

"All the shapeshifters will surrender to my will, for Augustus."

After speaking the last sentence, the killer suddenly disappeared in place, leaving only Handuk alone, sitting paralyzed in the remote alley.

"Come back! What did you do? You buried something in my Handuk's body..."

The Shapeshifter staggered and got up, screaming loudly in fear. Suddenly, his hideous and distorted expression suddenly became extremely calm, his mouthpiece seemed to be out of his control, and he sang softly.

"Handuk? No, I am Alpharis..."

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Caucasus Mountains

After killing three Alphariss, the warchief and the leader of the dead poets quickly rushed back to the cave of the hill giant to help Ferrol take charge of the situation.

Through the mouth of the hill giant, Painhes learned about the situation in the Caucasus Mountains: the hill giant is the top of the mountain’s food chain. There are a total of seven giant caves. However, the colony ruled by Ferrol is the largest that one.

In addition, there are still a large number of other species living in the mountains, scattered war lizards, kobolds in the rock caves, killer vines in the woods, a large number of rock sheep, springboks, among the highest peaks, There is also a lair with two-legged dragons...

"Tell Leonardo the beast, don't they brag every day that they have the exclusive secret to tame the two-footed flying dragon? Tell him that there is a dragon on this mountain, let him bring some people over, and speed up the construction of the siege weapon."

The warchief ordered Peanna to quickly contact the orc chieftain, and then secretly manipulated Ferrol. It took ten days to kill the remaining six giant kings in a row. There were a total of 1,203 hill giants, trembling. Kneeled at the feet of the giant and the white horse, and secretly joined the tribe's camp. On the other side, the work of the orcs is also going very smoothly. These evil sun orcs, who are covered in red, are really good at playing the two-footed dragon. In a few days, the never-ending roar of WAAAGH in the orc camp was mixed with despair. The voice of helpless dragon roar.

"Right! Warchief!"

Seeing that Painhus’ plan to conquer the Caucasus Mountains has come to an end, the beast Leonardo rode a newly tamed two-legged dragon and happily came to the side of the white horse. The dragon’s body was covered with scales. After the terrible crack, the lump on his face even covered its right eye. This miserable appearance also gave the warlock a better understanding of the violence of Green Skin.

"No way, this child has grown up. The cub who doesn't understand anything can be trained slowly, but this kind of grown-up fritters can only be surrendered violently."

Beast Leonardo seemed to see the thoughts of the warchief and shrugged helplessly.

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