Yu-Gi-Oh!: Me and My B-Three Wolves

Chapter 475 My Body Transforms into a Sword

Again, the extremely advanced technology of [Abhidharma's Wrath] limited Leshart's imagination.

According to the feedback in [Demon World], Fenrir Wolf and his companions would complain bitterly and be exhausted after working for only two hours.

(Mainly because he was the only one alive.)

Now the hours for the enslaved people are directly increased to five hours. My God, it’s doubled!

You are truly worthy of being me, truly worthy of being the king of [Abhidharma’s Wrath]!

Who wouldn’t be afraid, who wouldn’t be terrified now?

Revolt?

After such intense slavery, who would still have the strength? !

"Since you have all surrendered, I will not embarrass you."

"What are your names?"

Leshart waved his hand magnanimously, unwilling to continue targeting these people whose brains were frightened.

"Sir, you can call me Guiya." The heavily armored warrior stood up and said in a low voice.

"Hiss...Sir, my name is Gillian..." The green-armored warrior stood up and looked at Leshart respectfully.

"My name is Ishmael."

"Emmmm..." Leshart touched his chin and looked at them.

"Okay, let's put this matter aside for now."

"Next, tell me, why did you come to attack here?"

"It's clear."

I couldn’t hear clearly from such a distance on the cliff before, and when I heard it again, I was on my way. When I came here, I only saw two elves howling.

Upon hearing this, He Chenghei and others gathered in a circle, brought small stools and prepared to listen to the story.

"Then let me say it..."

The woman sighed and took a step forward.

"I don't know how long ago it was, but it must have been a long, long time ago..."

Well, a very classic opening speech.

For a moment, the only voice around was the woman's chanting. It couldn't be said to be very emotional, but it could only be said to be like a storyteller, telling the story calmly without any expression.

The story is both long and short, and it is told in a flash.

"That's about it."

"Oh my God!"

He Chenghei suddenly stood up, startling everyone.

He looked at Guiya's giant sword with shining eyes.

"My body turns into a sword!"

"How on earth can you say such immature things on a normal day?"

"You turned a tragedy into a comedy."

Arya also stood up and pushed it down.

"How dare you say that?" He Chenghei looked at Alia and pointed at Ishmael.

"He is a genius!"

"I took one look at that book and I learned it instantly!"

"You, you, you!" Arya widened her eyes and pointed at He Chenghei tremblingly, not knowing how to refute.

"How dare you, a fool, say that to me?" In the end, these were the only words that came out of Arya's mouth.

"? ? ?"

"I feel like you two are pretty much the same."

"..."

"..."

Xiaomi calmly killed the game.

"How pitiful (,,??.??,,)..." Little Mello looked at these people pitifully in Siren's arms.

"Alas... they are just a bunch of pitiful people..." Siren Rusalka also sighed slightly.

"This is all the country has left..." The one who felt the most deeply was Old Huang, because he was facing a similar problem now, but the problem had already been solved by Lord Leshart.

And the next stop just happens to be his own [Golden Country], what a coincidence.

“So, it’s true…” Marjoram in the coalition also covered her mouth lightly and turned her head to look at the blooming [Holy Heaven Tree] behind her.

Because it was so far-fetched before, it was really hard to believe, but now everyone has been... uh... defeated, and there is no need to lie.

For a moment, when they thought of how they had shouted along with the two elves, embarrassed blushes appeared on everyone's faces.

"Oh~ so..." Leshart narrowed his eyes, his gaze lingering on the weapons of the three men.

I just said that the feel was not right at that time. Not only was it hard, but it also had a strange feeling.

Unfortunately, I haven’t studied much about mysterious things like the soul, so I can’t really describe how I feel about it.

"Except for you three, are the rest of these people also like this?"

Leshart looked at the hundred or so people who had been untied. Except for the witch who was not deeply transformed, they all looked very beautiful.

The others are all plant warriors and insect warriors. Those wearing heavy armor can still cover themselves and look like humans, but the others really don’t look like humans.

No wonder the coalition forces didn't believe it.

"Sister Snake, what's that technique? Do you still know how to use it?" He Chenghei quietly nudged Yi who was in a daze. What's that? The name is too long and he forgot it.

We can only give nicknames based on the characteristics.

Ishmael looked at He Chenghei, who knocked out Gui Ya with one punch. His strength was indeed terrifying.

"Of course, sir, do you want to?"

"Hey~ don't call me sir or not, you or yours, just call me He Chenghei, or Xiaohei..."

He Chenghei waved his hands. He really didn't know who this name was intended for. Whenever someone called him that, he would get goosebumps and embarrassment.

"I'm just asking..." A white light flashed in He Chenghei's hand, and a silver heavy sword also appeared in his hand.

The three of them were speechless again. They thought that the long sword was the most powerful in the duel, but there was another...

"Look, can you use one on me?"

"..."

Ishmael looked at He Chenghei strangely.

"Wow, this is turning your body into a sword, so cool, which man wouldn't want to try it?"

"Waving his soul blade and fighting alongside me, who can resist that?"

"How can you hold back this?"

"......"

You don't say, you really don't say, after He Chenghei said that, my helpless action at that time actually became a lot more high-end.

"? ? ?"

"You overlooked a premise."

Seeing He Chenghei being stubborn and persistent, Xiaomi simply pulled him away.

“Let’s not talk about whether it can be done or not, the prerequisite for you to transform your body into a sword is this.

"You have to die before you can transform."

"Then you've been beaten to death. What's the point of you turning into a sword?"

Xiaomi is worthy of its name, it got the point at a glance.

"So, what about them?"

"them?"

Xiaomi glanced at the three people.

"Their strength was already online. They lost only because they couldn't hold on physically. By relying on weapons, they naturally got rid of the limitation of physical strength, so they were able to counterattack with their already strong strength."

"Like the game you're playing now, why don't you try removing the stamina (general term) limit?"

"Is there a problem?"

Oh my god, Mr. Xiaomi!

It is so simple and easy to understand that even a fool can understand it.

"..."

This sudden slap woke He Chenghei up.

"Hehehe...it's true."

Ishmael responded with a smile, and it was obvious that their relationship was very special.