Chapter 91: Dale’s Mother

Chapter 91 Dale’s Mother

As soon as he entered the greenhouse, Owen immediately sucked in his breath, shocked to see the transformed state of Dell with a murderous face using the Demon Sword to gesticulate on the neck of a giantess, obviously if he came one step later, Dell would have to gesticulate for a while longer, after all, he really wanted to slash it down, and the blood would be cold by the time he came.

“Who is this?!” Owen looked down, really opened his eyes, he thought that Dale’s body is already invincible, who knows that a mountain is even higher than a mountain, this one even lying on the ground, the bulging part is still as round and high as a hill, and how does it look so familiar?

“It’s my mother.” Dale said somewhat reluctantly, especially after seeing the direction that Owen’s eyes were gazing at, the hand holding the sword itched.

“In danger?” Owen asked casually as his gaze shifted upward over the large bag on the other woman’s head.

“She’s a witch, and she’s sneaking in, so I’m afraid she’ll turn on you, master.” Dale sold her own mother short without burden.

If her mother had come to visit according to etiquette, Dell might not have been able to make up her mind like this, but the other party sneaking into the castle and quietly finding her located in the greenhouse touched Dell’s sensitive nerves, so while the other party was surveying the herbs in the greenhouse, she didn’t hesitate to transform and slapped her sword across the other party’s head.

Dell’s mother even if she does not use the witch’s ability, just this body, swinging three meters long staff, idle three or five knights is not enough for her to fight, but how she did not think of her daughter not only awakened bloodline, but also can transform, and has a magic man suit, so when you notice that it is not right when it is already too late, on the spot pouncing on the spot, the restoration of the ground bouncing.

Owen didn’t even half hesitate, waving his hand to summon the hand-built style god.

“Come out Slime Queen!” As soon as the words fell, a large pile of light green silica gel landed in front of Owen, precisely the Slime transformed into a Style God.

Slimes were very weak and didn’t even have the most basic intelligence, but that was why when one of them was transformed into a Style God, it was able to grow rapidly by devouring its own kind without any hindrance.

It couldn’t even be called devouring, but rather actively polymerizing together, so although it was weak, it was the one that grew the fastest and required the least amount of worry from Owen.

Only just landed, as if there is a pair of invisible hands kneading, in a moment, a large pile of silicone will become a light green female with tentacles all over its body, at least the appearance is female, this point is very important, even if the Slime does not have a gender, but as long as it looks good it will be fine, Owen looked at it and nodded straight.

“Go Slime Queen, cast bind!” Owen imagined himself wearing his ducktail backwards and throwing the red and white ball with force.

In reality, nothing, but this does not affect the Slime Queen first shrink, and then use the elasticity of the body to jump up, and in mid-air the body extends out countless tentacles densely wrapped mother-in-law to death.

Maybe Owen forgot that Slime’s body fluids are corrosive, or maybe he intentionally let the Slime Queen search out the other party’s hidden dangerous goods, anyway, no matter what, the other party’s clothes disappeared, and a number of potions, books, weird materials, and Dale’s same style of pounding pestle and mortar were all spat out by the Slime Queen.

But some of them couldn’t be spit out, Owen looked up at the pierced nails at the other’s mouth and nose, sighed helplessly down and sucked in his saliva, after all, who didn’t have a little hobby.

He also has a lot of black history of adolescence in his last life, only in this life, there are women in his adolescence, all kinds of flowery activities do not need to be empty thoughts, and do not need to waste on themselves.

Bam!
Dale put down the sword in his hand, oblivious to the reappearance of a large bag on his own mother-sama’s head, and simply said softly.

“I see she’s about to wake up, and I’m afraid she’s a threat to the master.” Is this your fear of her threatening me, it’s clearly Wei .
Owen didn’t have the heart to expose her, after all, thinking about the relationship between the three, his eyes just now did have a bit of a problem.

Come to the dungeon chamber, along the way, although Owen thought of a way to deal with it, but did not make up his mind, after all, this is Dale’s mother, and has such a prominent feature, more or less a little reluctant to give up.

After consulting the opinion of the great filial daughter Dale, for fear that the Demon’s Sword will turn into a high-fashion version of the Frost Sorrow, Owen decided to follow his own way, just as he lacked test subjects, you say coincidence.

Binding frame, is Owen do not know for what purpose to build a special puppet, imitation skeleton structure, countless automatic extension contraction of the metal joints can lock all the joints of humanoid creatures with the point of force, because it is a full body binding, even if you have practiced yoga shrinkage can not be broken free, and the binding range from the height of three meters to one meter, so that Owen really do not know for what purpose to build this thing at the beginning.

But Owen also didn’t expect a creature of such stature to exist, so although it was locked, some meat squeezed out of the gap and woke up the other side.

“Oh huh, this is my daughter’s owner, isn’t it, quite a clean-cut teenager, and it looks very tasty and delicious.”

Regarding her current state, she didn’t seem to care, and her calm demeanor made Owen unable to get a feel for her, so she gave a wink to Dale.

Bam!
Owen nodded in satisfaction, so he wouldn’t be uncomfortable and could feel free to use his tactics.

When transforming the demonic creature into a Style God, Owen realized that the adaptive range of this mysterious ritual was far wider than he thought, theoretically as long as it was not a human being, nope, not a living person, nope, as long as it wasn’t a normal human being with a normal spirit and no bad hobbies and strictly adhering to the bottom line, most of them could be transformed into a Style God, after all, the process of forming a demonic spirit of the Eastern Japan was just like playing a game, very often a person who couldn’t think of a better way would not be a human being, it’s easier than switching nationalities. Easy, no wonder that the population in ancient times had eight million ghosts and gods.

After pushing the other side into the synthesis furnace, Owen realized that his guess was right, Dale’s mother could no longer be considered a normal human being.

In fact it was no surprise, since witches, the branch of witches, were even categorized as a species other than human.

As said before, humans do not have magic power, even mages rely on spiritual power to induce magic power, they do not produce magic power themselves, any human who can awaken magic power has inhuman blood, that is to say, they have an inhuman side.

For example, warlocks, as a representative of the dominant bloodline, as the bloodline continues to be active, some inhuman features will appear, such as horns, scale armor, claws and teeth.

And while sorcerers are recessive bloodlines, they are not without their effects, or even worse.

Once awakened magic, because there is no place to vent, coupled with strong negative emotions, it is easy to contaminate the magic, turn to affect themselves, as if they impose a curse on themselves, the spirit and the body can not help but produce a mutation, serious directly into another species is no longer a minority.

For example, Dale’s mother, not to mention ordinary women, even the Northland barbarians do not have a height of two meters and a half, not to mention that unscientific figure, that she is a human being, it is simply open-eyed nonsense.

After determining this point, Owen’s heart suddenly felt a little better, because what he was going to do next was really not acceptable to ordinary people, if the object is not considered human, it’s much better, at least he kept a little bottom line.

(End of chapter)