Chapter 919 Control

Cutting off the back of the neck is just a joke, after all, Giant hasn't been serialized yet.

Because of this, Murakami didn't get the fun of it at all, but asked with a puzzled face, "Cut the back of the neck? Why cut the back of the neck? But speaking of it, the cat is picking up the back of the neck. When the time comes, you will lose your will to resist, ah, is that so?”

Takashi Murakami suddenly realized that he made a fist with his right hand and hammered the palm of his left hand. "Maybe this monster is like this too. This is indeed a good idea."

Without anyone noticing, he actually convinced himself.

Robert, that waterfall sweat, knows that this guy can become out of tune occasionally, but this is too exaggerated. We are facing a monster that may be just a little shorter than Hagrid, and maybe has giant blood.

Pay attention to me, asshole!

Although he was complaining about this idiot in his heart, Robert would not let him get out of his mind and cause trouble for this big guy at close range.

If it was an opponent of the same height, Robert wouldn't mind backstabbing the opponent, but the height difference between the two sides was too much. That strong body was not made of fat, but muscle.

He was afraid that if he failed in a sneak attack, it would be interesting to be photographed like a pie by the other party.

"Okay, stop playing tricks. I was just trying to liven up the atmosphere. After all, everyone seemed a little nervous." Robert pushed the excited guy and changed the topic, "Did you notice that no matter how much magic you use, , as long as this guy is hit, he will be forced into some kind of negative state for three seconds, except for the stun spell."

Murakami Takashi nodded, "Ah, so you've discovered it too? It's true. As long as you are hit, you must be forced to pause the attack for three seconds... Wait, do you want us to help you cover it?" Can you get close to him and give him some alchemical control?"

"Otherwise?" Robert shrugged, "Do you want to continue fighting with him? I don't think we can recover mana infinitely."

Murakami patted him on the shoulder, "Man, I know you are also a game enthusiast. How about we play airplane battle together next time? I will help you improve your score!"

No, not at all.

Robert wanted to slap his hand away to show that he didn't want to know what the plane battle was, but the monster seemed to have regained some strength, stretched out his hand, and the giant ax was firmly held in his hand again.

The little wizards tensed up for a moment and got ready.

At this time, the monster was still using dual axes. He probably felt that a few more axes would not only not make him more powerful, but would actually affect his actions.

"Okay, then, the rest will be left to you and Yuko." Robert said, "Hermione will be responsible for checking and filling in the gaps."

"Don't worry, I promise to send you to him." Murakami gave a thumbs up.

Robert:…

I always think your words are weird.

Without any extra time to think, Robert said hello and used the suppression of his friends to get around the monster.

The monster was indeed a monster. Not long after Robert approached him, he noticed it. The ax in his hands instantly changed the direction of its force and flew towards Robert.

Fortunately, even if Yuko's control magic arrived, the monster was controlled again just a second before the ax left his hand.

When Robert saw this, he didn't do what he thought before, and went around behind or to the side of the guy. Gritting his teeth, he rolled and came into the arms of the monster. The monster just broke out of control and wanted to tighten its arms and choke Robert.

"The strength is loose and the strength is released!" He shouted the extraction spell, and the monster was immediately attacked. The body lost all its strength and staggered as if it was about to fall.

Robert breathed a sigh of relief, and the feather carving knife carved several shapes on his chest.

The mysterious power from alchemy made the monster freeze in place.

I want to move, but I can't even control it with a finger.

Because it is not a mysterious item, the magic circle used by Robert works on magical creatures.

This kind of alchemy is usually used by alchemists to control captured magical creatures, because occasionally alchemy experiments require experimental subjects. If using wizards is too inhumane, the wizards will focus on these magical creatures.

Don't think this is impossible. In fact, for elderly wizards, an ugly and fat toad is much more useful than a cat that only acts coquettishly and cutely.

Because the toad's skin can absorb potions very well, it is the best experimental subject for potions classes to accurately measure the completion of potions.

It can be seen from this that if wizards follow the tradition and raise toads at home, and let the toads be tested first when preparing potions, there may not be so many patients at St. Mungo's.

How to make the magical creature obediently cooperate with the wizards' experiments naturally requires the use of violence, but the wizards obviously cannot beat it directly. After all, what if the injury excessively affects the efficacy of the medicine?

Therefore, the magic circle that controls the actions of magical creatures came into being.

The moment the magic circle took effect, the little wizards all breathed a sigh of relief.

Robert quickly climbed out of the monster's arms and couldn't help retching.

This taste is strong enough.

The monster that appeared out of nowhere was filled with the smell of blood, mixed with the smell of the monster's own sweat, which was simply creepy.

Hermione was the first to run over and asked hurriedly, "Robert, are you okay? What's wrong? Is your abdomen injured?"

Robert quickly waved his hands to indicate that he was fine, and then vomited again before saying, "Okay, I'm fine. The main reason is that the smell is terrible."

Murakami Takashi had already begun to see what kind of monster this was.

Yuko, on the other hand, had a strange expression, as if she had discovered something terrible.

"What the hell is this?" Murakami poked at the monster and bared his teeth, "Here I go, these muscles are just like rocks. If they were concentrated in a circle, our heads would probably explode like watermelons. Let’s drive? Having said that, it’s unbelievable that we actually caught him.”

Yuko looked at the monster and then at the others, "This seems to be the ancient woodcutter?"

"Huh?" The little wizards were stunned for a moment, and then realized what Yuko was talking about.

"Are you talking about the soul of the woodcutter who was killed by the felled tree?" Robert looked shocked, "But they are all living people, right? Although it may be a bit silly..."

Yuko shook his head, "Probably, his spirit body did not leave his body, right? So, this kind of human-like but non-human existence was formed."

"Is that so?" Robert scratched his head, as if he had thought of something, and his expression changed drastically, "Wait a minute, was he the target of those priests before?"