People are pirates, creating Cthulhu

In the dark room, only the light strips around the roof gave off a wine-red light.

The light fell on Taylor's eyes, and a touch of dried blood reflected from his pupils.

Although he is a noble in the kingdom, Taylor also has his own pain. He was supposed to enjoy a beautiful noble life in the royal city like other nobles, but he just accidentally killed a humble civilian and was sent to this dirty place. A backward place.

He finally got the capital to make a comeback through the black iron mine disaster, but he didn't expect that the cargo ship was robbed again just two days after the good days, and he was scolded by his family for this incident.

Those old immortals even threatened him, telling him to stay here for the rest of his life if he didn't handle it properly.

And all this was caused by this ungrateful brat in front of me!

Taylor stared at Wilson, the fierce light in his eyes skyrocketed, like a madman, and the whip in his hand fell on Wilson like a gust of wind.

Every time the long barbed whip fell, it would leave traces of blood on Wilson's body. The excruciating pain made his whole body twitch like a prawn. A purple spider fell from Wilson's trouser leg and penetrated into the darkness. among.

Just as Wilson was dying, Taylor finally stopped. He took a sip of red wine and asked fiercely: "Sa, where is the black iron ore hidden?"

"hey-hey……"

Wilson, who was covered in blood, grinned. If he hadn't looked extremely weak, he would have looked more like a demon crawling out of hell than Taylor.

"Do you want to die?!"

Taylor was angered by his reaction. He smashed the wine bottle to the ground and waved the whip even more desperately. The fierce whipping would even bring out a piece of bloody flesh from his body.

Are you going to die?

Going to die!

Wilson's mind went blank, and then scenes from his childhood flashed before his eyes.

There is pain and there is joy.

Soon the memory came to a few days ago.

"Hello, her name is Robin and I'm Atrak Nakya."

Atrak Nakya…

When the huge scary spider reappeared in his mind, the memory suddenly collapsed. Behind the boy with a gentle smile and deep eyes in his memory, a dark figure appeared faintly, as big as a crawling man, but with long hair. Spider-like body.

The squatting black body had a terrifying human face, but the empty eye sockets projected a gaze that seemed to have substance.

doubt.

question.

Fear coursed through every vein in Wilson's body.

He suddenly realized something and murmured words that he could not understand:

"The great spider god, Atrak Nakya! I wish to serve here devoutly forever."

……

In the room, Taylor had been completely overwhelmed by rage and his only reason was that he was still unaware of what happened to Wilson.

Even the feeling of the whip on the opponent's body becomes tough, like some kind of thick dead skin.

It wasn't until the dark red room lit up with a breathtaking blood-red color, and the whip was caught by a strong right arm as it was waving in the air, that he was suddenly shocked, and the madness in his mind receded like a tide.

Seeing this special blood-red color, Taylor seemed to see the most extreme horror in the world, and a fishy smell filled the small space.

"What, what, what...what?"

Tyler is violent, but that doesn't stop him from being afraid of death.

Wilson easily broke free from the restraints of the execution rack, and his open wounds healed quickly at a speed visible to the naked eye. He smiled ferociously, and the sins of the world seemed to be gathered in his smile.

"Since you want those black iron ores so much, why not join me like this!"

The palms with sharp knuckles and old tendons suddenly opened, revealing five yellow and sharp nails. Taylor's desire to survive made him roar in his heart and wanted to escape, but his body remained motionless as if he had lost control.

He could only watch as five nails were inserted into his brain from the top of his head like tofu. However, unexpectedly, the pain he expected did not come as expected, but instead there was a pleasant feeling of excitement.

His body was distorted, like a broken machine, constantly switching back and forth between his original appearance and body shape and a short and ugly body.

The switching speed became slower and slower, until finally, when he maintained his original appearance for more than ten consecutive minutes, Wilson raised his palm and retracted the nails inserted into Taylor's head.

"See leader."

Seeing Taylor obediently half-kneeling and saluting him, Wilson smiled softly and watched as his withered vine-like palms returned to the state that a teenage child should have.

What a wonderful ability!

After today's struggle, Wilson finally realized a truth. A flexible mind can make you live a good life in this world, but only strong strength can make you live a wonderful life.

Since God has chosen me from millions of creatures, I must make good use of this ability to live a wonderful life!

Wilson was lost in thought, while Taylor continued to half-kneel in front of him without any complaints.

"Taylor, you really want to return to the royal city, right?"

Wilson stuck out his slender tongue and licked his lips with a weird look on his face. After hearing his words, Taylor also raised his head with a weird smile.

……

in the town.

When the sky was just turning white, the squirrel had just arrived home. He didn't even have time to take off his clothes when he heard another hurried knock on the door.

Because everyone in the family was still sleeping, the squirrel didn't dare to ask loudly who it was, so he could only put on a coat again and open the door full of resentment.

Several black market bodyguards blocked the door, and one of them said expressionlessly: "Sir Taylor, please come."

Hearing Taylor's name, Squirrel's heart suddenly trembled. It would definitely not work if he didn't get rid of this posture, but he guessed that calling him over now would not be a good thing.

"Okay, okay, let me go change clothes first."

Sighing silently in his heart, the squirrel returned to the room with an apologetic smile on his face, not even daring to close the door for fear that the other party would misunderstand that he wanted to take the opportunity to escape.

Although he really wanted to do this, he didn't dare to face the powerful nobles of the kingdom and give him a dozen more courages.

When he met other middlemen on the road, they looked at each other and smiled bitterly.

But seeing them, Gray Rat finally felt relieved.

Standing at the door of this intimidating office again, they felt inexplicably nervous, but when the bodyguard at the door pushed the door open, everyone was stunned.

It was very different from the dark atmosphere when I came in not long ago. The lights inside were bright, and Taylor sat behind the desk with a smile on his face:

"Everyone, please sit down!"