When a Crow began to chant, the other Crows were destined to be restless. They all opened their mouths and shouted excitedly.
The loud noise made Huai Shi's ears hurt.
Okay, it was confirmed. It was still the original recorder, but with two loudspeakers.
Huai Shi reached out, picked up one of them, and looked at it in confusion. He squeezed its neck, opened its wings, and pulled its claws to study it carefully.
He couldn't feel the heat of the fire.
It was a projection formed by the burning of the source substance, and it wouldn't really ignite anything.
But in addition to the flames, its weight had increased by about seven or eight kilograms, and its body size was larger. But it didn't grow any tentacles or indescribable organs.
It seemed … … that there wasn't much change, but the style was more and more similar to Cybertron.
"What the hell? I don't remember feeding you guys something as messy as the Tinder Source. "
Just when Huai Shi was at a loss, he felt a crisp sound coming from the Bone Burial Sanctuary.
It was as if an invisible eggshell had broken.
In Huai Shi's body, the Bone Burial Sanctuary within the Sacred Mark suddenly opened. Rolling darkness ran through the veins of the Sacred Mark, whether it was the head, the heart, the lungs, or the limbs, it was everywhere … …
In an instant, it covered his body from the inside out.
In that darkness, the miracle that belonged to the Young Master of Life grew vigorously, spread, and went deep into every place at an incredible speed until it completely merged with Huai Shi's body from the soul, and they became a complete body.
Huai Shi had an illusion.
Wherever the power of the Sacred Mark passed, his body quickly melted and evaporated like snow under the sun, collapsing and disintegrating.
In the end, Huai Shi's body had disappeared from this world.
What remained was a pure and flawless dark outline, a container full of quiet vitality, a carrier of the Sacred Mark.
This was an illusion.
When the body gradually merged with the soul and the Sacred Mark, there was no distinction between them, and they became a part of the miracle.
Huai Shi was quickly etherifying.
In just a few moments, the progress had soared to over 90%!
Once the etherification process was completed, a portion of those who had ascended would be able to completely convert their physical bodies into Origin Substance and then reconstruct them. Although there were limitations, they could still repair fatal injuries.
It could be said that he did not have the weakness of an ordinary person.
This terrifying rate of progress could only mean one thing.
"Have I … become the group leader?"
Huai Shi was in disbelief.
All of a sudden, he became the official leader of the group.
This was the only reasonable explanation.
The moment the Candle Crows broke out of their shells, Young Arbiter Ming's Hangar of Destiny was completed. The crows in the Cage of Dreams had officially become a large army of Hell.
Under the control of Young Master Ming's holy mark, the leader of this group was undoubtedly Huai Shi himself.
Now, the burning iron crows in front of Huai Shi were the first to welcome the transformation in this large group of hell.
Through Niebelungen, Huai Shi gave them the inferior Sacred Mark derived from his Path of Heaven's Inquisition. In essence, it was no different from the way the Destruction Element gave the name to hell creatures.
From this point of view, it was not unreasonable for the Celestial genealogy to be called the Abyss genealogy. It was a strange place, really strange.
The moment the Candle Crows completed their transformation and reached the standard of an independent large group, they officially had the title of ghosts.
A blessing from the ruler, the Sunmaker; a disaster miracle that merged with ghosts; and after recasting, they became the only native species in the Twilight Village, the crystallization of creation that symbolized the existence of the Sunmaker.
The three characteristics of a large group were all present.
If they could not become an official large group, then it would be ridiculous. The current change was just equivalent to the real estate bureau in Hell finally getting the documents.
They had been officially recognized.
"But the problem is … it doesn't seem to have changed much."
After the excitement, Huai Shi pinched his chin and began to ponder.
This group of burning iron crows only knew how to repeat 'Holy Word' and shout that they were hungry. They wanted to eat … They wanted to watch porn. There was no change at all. On the contrary, they could eat more!
It was not until they finished eating the remaining big snake during the day that they barely filled their stomachs.
But now, Huai Shi was squatting in front of the crows like an old aunt in a kindergarten. She had a kind smile on her face. "Little friend, do you have a lot to ask … cough cough, do you have a lot of talents to show? Do you want to perform a show? "
Of course not.
The Crows didn't understand what he was saying at all. They didn't know what a show was.
A bunch of small heads looked at each other. After pondering for a long time, two of them stood out with their heads held high. They seemed to want to give Huai Shi a show!
Huai Shi's eyes lit up and were full of expectation.
When the first Crow raised its head and opened its mouth, it actually made a sound other than 'Holy Word'!
Although it was very sharp and stuttering, it was enough to move Huai Shi to tears.
Then, in front of Huai Shi, it suddenly shouted.
"… Name?"
？？？
Huai Shi stared blankly. He heard the Crow next to him continue, "Huai Shi!"
"Gender?" The Crow skillfully asked again.
"Huai Shi!"
The second Crow's intelligence didn't seem to be very developed. It could only repeat these two words.
Then, the first Crow asked again, "Age?"
"Eighteen!"
But this question was answered very smoothly!
Huai Shi was so angry that his face turned green. Why didn't you answer the previous question seriously!
He waved his hand to stop them from relaxing their 'traditional skills'.
Huai Shi began to doubt his life.
What kind of scourge did he raise?
They even wanted to harm him … … The man's heart was broken!
He smoked numbly and began to consider a serious question: Why don't I kill them all and reforge them?
I'll just pretend that I never saw these heartless bastards … …
But just as he was deep in thought, he saw the flames on the Crow in front of him begin to change.
It was just like the Lizardmen's rainbow-colored RGB light pollution, giving it enough special effects. But apart from that, there seemed to be something different.
At first, it was a hollow white, then a deep red of resentment, a fiery red of anger, a green of compassion, a pitch-black of pain, a gray of sorrow … … In the end, it actually began to emit a golden holy light.
As the flames changed, the Origin Substance Equipment in Huai Shi's body seemed to faintly resonate with them.
Huai Shi thought for a moment, then pulled out the Virtuous Sword and lightly stabbed at the first Crow.
There was no collision of steel as he had expected.
The Virtuous Sword was like an illusion as it sank into the Crow's body. Immediately afterwards, the burning Crows began to emit a holy light, as if they were trying to disperse the night. They were incomparably warm and pure.
In his shock and astonishment, Huai Shi finally discovered that their attributes and strength could change according to the Origin Substance he infused them with. They could even use the power of his Origin Substance weapons 100% of the time.
In other words, in front of him were nine Axes of Rage, nine Spears of Compassion, nine Hammers of Pain … … They could even be mixed up according to Huai Shi's orders, and their numbers could increase as Huai Shi advanced.
They had already become an extension of Huai Shi's strength and soul. They were literally hellish creatures that belonged to Huai Shi alone!
Just thinking about this made Huai Shi feel like her male mother's heart was about to melt.
Was this what it meant to be a tool? Love, love!
Just like that, Huai Shi carefully studied the Crows for an entire night. The next afternoon, he received a call from Hu Po.
Hm, she had changed her number.
Her original SIM card had probably been crushed as well, right?
"It's been arranged. Tonight, the first match," Hu Po said in a monotonous tone.
Hu Po's voice was flat as he said, "Be careful. His Cooking Demon is a registered bartender. It's fine if you lose, but it's best if you don't get drunk and run around naked. "
The call ended.
Huai Shi stared at the number on his phone and smiled dotingly.
You people from Ying Zhou just love to be arrogant. You're so awkward even when reminding me … … Even though she's a stinky little sister, she's actually a little cute when she's so awkward.
However, it was just a bartender. He didn't know why Hu Po was so flustered.
He pulled out his phone, opened the Collection of Ten Thousand Sins, and began to make a post.
[May I ask what a bartender is? Waiting online. It's quite urgent.]
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The first comment was: OP Shaobing.
The second comment was: You ask me, but who the f * ck do I ask?
The third comment was: F * ck your fishing party. The Astronomy Society's lackeys will die a horrible death!
Therefore, the people in the Collection of Ten Thousand Sins really had no manners at all. Huai Shi really liked this place.
Without thinking or hesitation, Huai Shi started to talk to him from the fourth comment. When he was about to reach the 200th comment, someone finally posted a link to the next day's news.
E-level news.
Detailed information about bartenders.
The fee was 800 yuan, but the content was only a few hundred words. Huai Shi finally had a rough idea of what a bartender was. Of course, this didn't stop him from talking to his friends on the third comment. He broke through the 400th comment … …
Today, the foul-mouthed members of the Collection of Ten Thousand Sins had increased. Congratulations, congratulations.
Simply put, a bartender was a specialized Cooking Demon that had been verified by the Cooking Demon Competition's organizing committee. It was just like how some Cooking Demons were especially good at desserts, some liked noodles, and some liked to cook soups and dishes.
A bartender was a Cooking Demon that specialized in mixing drinks.
Although this was a bit of nonsense, the more important thing was that a Cooking Demon that could obtain this title was undoubtedly the existence with the most direct fighting power among its kind.
Generally speaking, wanting to defeat an enemy through cooking was a fantasy.
In a serious battle, who would give you so much free time to slowly boil the oil and stew the soup, and then obediently drink it after two hours?
If you had that much time, you would have died hundreds of times already.
Of course, many Cooking Demons were extremely strong and didn't need to use cooking skills to deal with their enemies. Just like the muscular guy with the Russian Federation's tattoos, Vladimir, in this Cooking Demon Competition.
With that kind of strength, anything could be turned into mud with a single punch. Not to mention, many Cooking Demons were good at other fighting techniques.
For example, the Beheading King of Jinling …
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