It was as if he had seen his head burst like a ripe watermelon under the strong man's fist.

Luckily, he won the bet.

There is no mistake in the ceremony.

So now......

The situation is reversed!

Braun gasped for air.

looked at the stiff and immobile strong man with a smile on his face:

"It seems that I am the one who wins!"

The strong man had calmed down at the moment, and he was no longer as flustered as he was just now.

It seems that he knows that he has no ability to resist.

At this moment, he asked in a calm tone:

"Can you tell me how you managed to keep this shell under control?"

"Thanks to your tips!"

Braun drank a vial of potion.

It feels like the depleted mana is slowly recovering.

The pale face also became a lot more rosy.

"My tip?"

The strong man looked a little puzzled.

"What you said, how can I, who is simple-minded, understand the witchcraft of the Black Continent.

And I happen to have a witch teacher from the Black Continent, and she once described to me a kind of witchcraft in the Black Continent that is very similar to you......

Kurukuru puppets!

Fearless of death, and has strong combat effectiveness.

It's really too similar to you!"

"Looks like I'm underestimating you!

So what are you going to do?

It's not easy to seal him or destroy him......"

The strong man asked without any scruples.

It didn't seem to be at all thought that Braun would be able to do any damage to the husk.

The production of the Kurukulu puppet is inherently extremely complex.

Find a child who is born with a mental defect and graft your own body tissues onto the child's body.

The first step stumped many wizards.

Different body tissues are rejective.

It's not easy to succeed at that. 747

Even if it's a fluke.

Next, give him some potions made from cherished medicines.

Many of these plants have long since become extinct.

This means that such a puppet cannot be made at all.

Of course, under this extremely harsh demand, the combat effectiveness of the Kurukulu puppet is also amazing.

Not to mention the strange immortality.

The most important thing is the loyalty that no other wizard can take.

The Kurukulu golem requires part of the user's soul.

So even if other people get it because of the difference in soul, they can't drive this evil puppet.

"Of course not, I think it's a shame that such a precious puppet is destroyed!"

The strong man also nodded in agreement:

"yes, it took me my strength to do this.

For this I also gave up my brother!

So, let's talk about the conditions.

What do you want?"

Braun smiled wryly:

"I think you're mistaken.

Such a precious puppet, of course......

It's going to be mine!

Soul Shock!"

The strong man let out a wail.

"Leave your soul behind!"

Braun laughed wickedly.

How could he give up this precious puppet?

With this shell and Voldemort's soul clone.

Combined, Braun believed that he would create an incomparably powerful magical creation.

For a wizard who seeks truth, this is something he can't refuse!

"My soul!

My soul!

Let go of this distracted soul of mine!

I'll tell you what I know......"

"(Abee) maggots with bones!"

A black shadow flashed, and a black maggot burrowed into the strong man's head without hindrance.

The strong man, who was still wailing, instantly quieted down.

The face was expressionless and motionless.

"This wizard is stupid!

I controlled you, took your memories, your treasures and secrets, aren't they mine?

Confused!"

After a few words of complaining.

Braun summoned his doppelganger.

"Fusion him!"

Braun gave an order to the doppelganger.

Then the clone suddenly collapsed.

Turned into wisps of black mist.

Wrap the strong man together.

The strong man's instinct wanted to resist, but he was under the restraint of Braun's magic array and the control of the soul in his body.

There is not the slightest movement.

He could only let those evil black mist burrow into his body.

Long.

With the last wisp of black mist burrowing into the strong man's body.

The strong man, who was still still, once again regained control of his body.

It's just that he didn't attack Braun.

Rather, kneeling with reverence and fanaticism:

"My lord, your humble servant salutes you the highest. "

"Very well, your name will be Buck in the future!

I want you to be my vicious dog!

Tear up those who disobey me for me!"

"Obey your will, my lord!"

......

In a gloomy cave in the capital of Egypt.

A man with seven or eight points of resemblance to a strong man was wailing in pain.

Covering his head, he kept rolling.

"Who! Who stole my puppet!(Read the violent novel, go to the Feilu Novel Network!)

Took away my soul!

Kill you!

The great Black Serpent Sacrifice Quinta swears here!

I'm going to kill you!"

Resentful swearing does not dispel hatred. []

It's like the children who were trafficked can't forget the nightmarish torment.

Braun opens the cage.

But it was different from what he imagined the children would flock to.

The children looked numb.

Even though the cage was opened, there was still no reaction.

After a blank glance, Braun lowered his head again.

After a long period of torture, they don't know what it means to resist.

"Alas......"

Braun sighed.

But he couldn't bear to let him leave these children here.

Who knows how they will end?

Being in a foreign land.

Perhaps as soon as they leave, the children will be sent to another trafficking den.

So what's the point of what I'm doing now?

"Uncle, uncle......"

A dirty little girl whispered as she grabbed Braun's trouser leg.

Compared with other children, although this little girl also has fear in her eyes, she is more agile, otherwise she would not have run out.

Thinking like this, Braun smiled kindly.

Not to mention that although the Lockharts are not very good, their smiles are indeed very attractive.

The little girl, who was still flustered, felt a lot more settled down after seeing Braun's smile at this moment, and she was not as nervous as she was just now.

"What's your name?

Don't be afraid, Uncle will protect you. "

"I, my name is Anna. "

The little girl said nervously with wide eyes.

"Anna...... What a good name. It seems that you are a quiet child and likes to be helpful. "

Braun gently stroked the little girl's hair.

There was not the slightest disgust for her filth.

"Mom, that's what Mom said. "

Speaking of this, the little girl's mood suddenly dropped a lot.

"But my mother is gone. Killed by the bad guys. "

Anna's words stunned Braun's hand.

In my heart, I hated these traffickers more and more.

At the same time, it also has murderous intent for those buyers.

Although Braun is said to be from a pure-blood family, his ancestors have also done many bad things.

But the most evil of them all was the triangular trade period, experimenting with black skins.

This is the sin of the whole Ansar race.

But things like human trafficking Braun can make sure that no one of his family's ancestors has ever done it.

"Then does Anna have any other family, or where is Anna's home? Uncle can send you back. "

The little girl looked a little dazed:

"Anna, Anna has no family and no home......"

......

Anthony ...... Anthony ......"

A distant and majestic voice rang in the ears of a big fat man in pajamas.

This made the fat man open his eyes suddenly.

Vigilantly looking around.

"Who!"

He asked aloud.

Then he looked down at his wife.

Where else is there a wife?

I was standing on a huge scale.

In front of him was a giant with a wolf's head and scarlet eyes.

The giant was dressed in golden armor.

He wears an ancient helmet on his head.

At the moment, he was looking down at him with his head down.

"Jackal...... You, you are Anubis ......"

The man's tone couldn't help but tremble a little.

I can't help but think of the story my grandmother told me.

"Anubis has the head of a jackal, the body of a human.

He is the god of death in Egypt, and after death, he will weigh people's souls with a golden scale.

Those who are lighter than feathers will have their hearts devoured by Amit, a monster with a crocodile head, a lion's upper body, and hippopotamus's hind legs.

heavier than a feather will enter the kingdom of the dead.

Enjoy eternal happiness ......"

This made Anthony involuntarily look at the other side of the scale.

There Anubis placed a white ostrich feather.

As the feathers are put on, the scales gradually tilt.

"No ......"

Anthony looked terrified.

Feathers weigh more than souls.

This means that he is about to be eaten by the monster Amit.

He could already see through the black fog that those hungry and impatient eyes were staring at him.

"Anthony, according to the rules, you're going to be eaten. "

"Great Anubis, O Grim Reaper of Egypt. I beg you...... I beg for your mercy. "

Anthony knelt down in fear, looking at the giant in front of him with a frightened expression.

The huge god was silent for a moment.

Then a thunderous voice rumbled:

"Anthony, I once met your grandmother. She told me .......

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