If you eat it, there is no need to hesitate at all.

He nipped on the soft waist and abdomen of the bald strong man, and tore off a large piece of flesh and blood, but he cut open two huge holes, with his fangs intertwined and penetrated the flesh. The bald strong man swayed in the air like a rag bag.

"Sonic Toad, swallowed the energy in his body...you two, oh, seeing you twisted into this look, I should be welcomed. So, are you ready?"

The two men under the chains struggled wildly. They finally had a little understanding of what kind of existence they had messed with.

"Your Excellency, we do not intend to oppose you. It was all their instigation. We are willing to compensate you for the losses. You can speak out, as long as I have it, you will take it away. If it is not enough, we will send it to you when we go back!"

There are always some people who will "wake up" at this last moment, but at this time they realize that their weakness is still one step too late.

Two thunder and lightning suddenly fell, and the energy chains tied up into two charred corpses, and some white smoke from the burnt pieces of meat was rising.

"It's so weak..."

This was the first time Donald fought a serious fight with a stranger. One-on-three, he felt that the opponent was weak and unexpected. The chain-bound spell did not hold up a few people when he was Puston.

In fact, this is normal, don't forget who Donald faces in Puston.

They are either elite apostles of the Silver Moon Church or demon contractors with strange and evil abilities. When they are put in the outside world, they are all the best among the power level or awakening level!

I have fought with these people a lot and have seen their strong combat strength. Now, I look back and see how these strange disciples who came to Moss Island who didn't even have the power level, how can they fight with Donald!

Qu ~

Soundwave Toad jumped over from the side with his mouthful of flesh and blood, squatted beside Donald, leaning down, keeping his head lower than Donald, and keeping it in his shoulder position.

Finger jumped over the Soundwave Toad's head with some curiosity, and the guy didn't react, as if nothing could make it move except Donald's instructions.

"Absorb those two too...you even devour your soul?"

He looked back at the corpse of the bald and strong man before, thin and wrinkled. Whether it was flesh and blood, or soul, he had been swallowed by the Sound Wave Toad. Donald originally wanted to collect the souls of these people to enrich the bone spirit plate and summon the Sound Wave Toad as a killer weapon, and these were cannon fodder.

Now that he swallowed it, he had no objection.

After all, it is just an ordinary alien soul with average combat power. It is not a loss to be able to strengthen the strongest monster in the ancient spirit plate.

After Donald handled the battlefield here, he searched several corpses, and there was nothing special except some of the money he carried with him.

The sound on the other side stopped very early.

Anthony returned from the bushes in front of him, and there were a few more gaps on his clothes. He could see some blood. It should be a bit damaged, but looking at his smooth appearance while walking, his expression on his face was dull, and it should be just a minor injury.

"According to the unexpected gain, this group of people actually squatted into a steel-clawed mole and placed it in the bushes behind it. It should have been caught by a team of three. Just as I said, there were no props to capture the steel-clawed mole in the backpack of the two teams. They came to the island to kill people, but unfortunately they were not lucky and kicked the iron plate."

The short knife had already retracted the scabbard from his waist. Anthony was carrying a treated steel-clawed mole in one hand and holding several backpacks in the other. When these people fought, they naturally would not hang their heavy backpacks on their bodies to increase the burden.

"Where are the corpses? I have useful to their souls."

Those who can be the captain must be stronger than those below. Donald does not want to miss these two souls. This time he is not going to let the Sound Wave Toad swallow them or use a siphon bone ring to store energy.

"Well, right behind that tree, Donald, your fighting method...unexpected."

The Sound Wave Toad was recalled to the Bone Spirit Plate after eating and drinking, so Anthony was a little surprised when he saw the three extremely dead bodies on the ground.

It was just a surprise. In his eyes, the corpse was a corpse. Whether it was a good-looking corpse or an ugly corpse, it was better than a lie on the ground and becoming a thing that was his own.

When Donald returns, he sees Anthony being negotiated with those ordinary people.

"Donald, what do you think should be dealt with?"

Noting that his teammates returned, Anthony turned around and gave him a wink, who understood it.

"If you kill me, you will lose it. It's just a few ordinary people. They dare to go out to sea. If they don't have enough strength, they won't blame anyone. Do you want to do it or do it?"

Donald looked back and forth at these people with a "cold" look. The sound wave toad did not avoid these people when he gnawed people. After he stared at them, the faces of the people under the whale oil lamp were paler than the other.

"Donald activated his skill: cold eyes, the effect is outstanding!"

If there is a system panel, you probably need to refresh such a message at this moment.

"You guys, write down your home address and I will let you go. Of course, you can also write a fake address. It doesn't matter. I won't go to find one address by one. I might draw someone's address to see it. If I happened to be able to write a fake address, you should be very clear about the consequences. Don't talk to anyone about the matter on Moss Island. If I hear what happened tonight from someone else's mouth, I will look for the addresses on this one!"

Anthony did not choose to kill these people, and he had winked before just to get Donald to cooperate with him to intimidate.

This made Donald's impression of him increase, perhaps because he had been oppressed a lot, Donald never had any good feelings for the killing of innocent people.

He could kill these strange disciples without changing his face. This was because the one who showed hostility and both sides entered a state of fighting, life and death were alive, but if he wanted to turn around and kill these people, he would not be able to do such a thing.

Not to mention that these people actually would not pose any threat to him, because after returning this time, Donald will join the special agency.

At Anthony's request, these people returned home and left Moss Island as quickly as possible and returned to the boat to stay.

"Stay for a while, there is more than an hour before dawn. Have something to eat before getting on the road."

Donald picked up the whale oil lamp on the ground. His mental power was consumed a lot in the battle just now and it took time to recover. Now this period of time has passed the activity period of the steel-clawed mole. Even if he finds another hole, he will probably not be able to squat in anything.

I picked up some firewood nearby and made a bonfire. As a human, I still prefer the fiery flames to the whale oil lamp that has no feeling.

"The black-clawed mole is injured. Next time I meet it, it will definitely not be able to escape."

Using the short knife that could release flames, Anthony whispered softly on a dead wooden stake.

"If you use this knife as a fire stick, aren't you afraid of any damage? And your injuries, don't you apply some medicine? After all, it's in the wild, so it's a bit inappropriate to just keep it like this, no matter how you put it."

This is the first time Donald has seen someone using his main weapon like this. Ordinary people have a rare object but treasures.

"It can absorb these flames for storage. You have seen them before. During the battle, you can stimulate these flames to burn the enemy. I consumed a lot of them during the fight and needed to replenish them. There is no place to replenish the energy of the other one for the time being, and I have to use them less afterwards. As for the injuries on my body, you don't have to worry. I have a special physique and good recovery ability. This is just a scratch caused by being blown by a whirlwind during the battle. There will be no problem."

His fingers stroked the red beads embedded in the handle of the short knife, and the strands of flames were absorbed by it. Donald was also fascinated by his side, thinking about when he could have a magical thing suitable for his wizard identity.

"Where did you get these two short knives? The sea fair?"

Donald couldn't help but want to ask, he has been to the sea market a lot recently, so there are naturally strange things, but most of them are inequality, which may have some effect on ordinary people. If you really put them in the battle of strange disciples, the effect is extremely useless.

"If you want to find a suitable strange thing, you may have a chance at the auction at the sea fair. It is almost impossible to be on ordinary stalls. It depends on luck. My two short knives were made by me based on a drawing I got accidentally. Of course, they were just imitations. Many of them were used as substitute materials. According to the description on the design drawing, I didn't even hear some of the materials, and the final product effect was not comparable to the two I have in my hand now... I missed a lot of things to create in order to create them. Now, I think about it, even if I make the real Frost Flame Blade thicker, what will happen later, some things will never come back."

Anthony said as if he was trapped in some kind of memory, which made Donald, who had wanted to inquire about other information, had to stop talking, put his attention back to the sandwich in his hand, pulled out the slices of meat from it and tore it open it, and fed it to Finger in his arms.

After feeding Finger and correcting his posture, Donald took out the meditation stone in his backpack and held it in his hand, allowing himself to enter a shallow meditation state and quickly restore his mental power.

boom!!

Just as the two men were quiet by the bonfire, they began to adjust their states, and the sudden roar from afar brought them back to reality!

"Someone is fighting, not ordinary people. This level of sound is not something that ordinary explosions can produce. There are wizards over there, and there are more than one."
Chapter completed!