NOVEL WEB Chapter 202 Controlled By God?
Chen Feng approached the Weasel Village Chief.
"whoosh whoosh N
The weasel village chief tried to resist.
Several black arrows shot towards Chen Feng.
Chen Feng raised the Heavenly Punishment Wand in his hand.
Hundreds of ice cones flew towards the Weasel Village Chief!
"boom"
In mid-air, the ice cone and the black arrow collided together, making a violent collision sound.
The black arrow disappeared.
The remaining dozens of ice picks continued to fly towards the weasel village chief!
The weasel village head retreated immediately.
"Zi!"
However, just as it took two steps back, a purple arc suddenly appeared, instantly hitting the weasel village chief who was retreating.
Weasel Village Chief fell into paralysis instantly, and his body twitched involuntarily.
Chen Feng shrugged: "Don't run away, I will directly predict your position."
The Weasel Village Chief looked ugly and wasn't struggling.
After being hit by the paralyzing effect, it is unlikely to run away.
Chen Feng walked forward slowly. 893
Xiao Fengji also stopped attacking, and flew towards Chen Feng from mid-air.
If the weasel village chief dared to attack Chen Feng, Xiaofeng would immediately counterattack.
"Clarify what you said at the beginning, what freedom?" Chen Feng said flatly, "What do you know?"
This is the first time Chen Feng encountered a thinking and talking monster in Zhekong Tower.
Moreover, it seems to know some information.
"...I don't know." Weasel Village Chief shook his head like a rattle: "I don't know anything..."
"Clang—"
A little bit of Nanming Lihuo came out and landed on its hands.
After falling, the white flame instantly expanded.
The entire palm of Weasel Village Chief's entire palm burst into white flames and began to melt.
"Aww"
The weasel village head suddenly let out a scream.
"Clang—"
Nanming Lihuo dissipated.
Chen Feng was expressionless.
"Do you want to do it again?"
"You..." Because of the pain in the palm of the weasel village chief, his face became a little hideous.
Apparently, Xiao Fengji's little Nanming Lihuo made it extremely painful.
"Clang—"
Nanming Lihuo burst out again.
This time, the scale was much larger.
Under Xiao Fengji's control, it is suspended in the air.
But obviously, if the Weasel Village Chief didn't say what Chen Feng wanted, Nanming Lihuo would fall.
The Weasel Village Chief looked around.
There are ghostly figures everywhere.
Protect Chen Feng's surroundings densely.
In addition, Su Ling'er is looking after her.
The orcs outside couldn't rush in at all.
Don't talk about saving yourself, there is no possibility of creating opportunities for yourself.
"Think clearly." Chen Feng raised the Tianzhu magic wand, and several icicles appeared behind him.
"I……"
The Weasel Village Chief seemed a little embarrassed and didn't seem to dare to answer the question that gust just asked.
Chen Feng glanced at the orcs around who wanted to help, and asked a new question.
"Can you control other orcs?"
(acej)"... yes.
This time, the old weasel orc did not refuse to answer.
"What does freedom mean?" Chen Feng returned to the original question.
.......literal meaning. The weasel village chief's mouth finally loosened.
"Literally?" Chen Feng was slightly taken aback: "Aren't you free now?"
"Is there someone else manipulating you?"
"No." The old weasel shook his head: "...it's not free here."
"Not free here?"
Isn't this... the space inside the Zhekong Tower?
"Be clear, what's going on here?" Chen Feng asked.
The old weasel stopped talking.
There were more icicles behind Chen Feng.
And the Nanming Lihuo summoned by Xiao Fengji disintegrated into clusters of small white flames.
Each cluster is enough to torture the weasel village chief.
... Make it clear, can you give me a way out?" Weasel Village Chief swallowed.
Chen Feng nodded: "Of course, I have no conflict with you."
After all, killing it won't gain experience...and my current goal is to step into the portal leading to the seventh floor.
With this in mind, Chen Feng glanced around without leaving a trace.
Can't see the portal
...hope you keep your word. "The old weasel sighed, his ugly face was a bit dignified.
"This space is controlled by a god..."
"God?" Chen Feng was slightly taken aback: "God controls?"
"What do you mean? You orcs still have faith?"
"It's not faith, it's...uh ah..."
Before the words fell, the voice of Weasel Village Chief stopped abruptly.
It suddenly clutched its neck desperately!
It looks like a drowning person, trying his best to get out of the water!
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