Chapter 1102: If you kill your own men, you can’t kill me…

Upon hearing this, Yin Shenli deliberately showed a look of panic on his face:

"Oh my god, you actually figured out a way to get your master to verify my identity..."

"As a frenzied troll with questionable intelligence, how can you be so smart?"

Lu Ba didn't hear the implicit sarcasm in Yin Shenli's words at all. Instead, he puffed out his chest smugly:

"It's all thanks to Elder Liu Wenjian's cultivation of Lu Ba!"

"Don't try to flatter me or get close to me!"

"You are a mortal, and I am a noble subject of the Lord. There is a huge difference between us, and it is doomed that we cannot have friendship!"

"Really?" Yin Shenli's eyes revealed a teasing look, and he shook his head as if he felt very sorry.

"That's really a pity..."

"Okay, stop talking nonsense!" Lu Ba waved his hand, looking like he was in control of the situation:

"Come here, tie him up and take him back for the master to verify his identity!"

As soon as he finished speaking, two mid-level frenzied trolls came forward, ready to put shackles and shackles on the invisible Li.

However, before he could make a move, he heard the young man shout again:

"Hey, wait."

"What are you doing? What tricks are you trying to play?!" Liuba glared and yelled at the top of his voice.

"It's not a trick, genius..." Invisible Li responded calmly:

"As you can see, I am a mortal."

"If you had just tied me up, I would have been corrupted by the demonic energy and turned into a demonic cocoon before I even saw your master Liu Wenjian."

"Not only will you not be able to verify my identity, but you may also be charged with deceiving your master. It's not worth it..."

Liuba was startled, and a thoughtful look appeared on his ugly face again.

The other frenzied trolls laughed in mockery upon hearing this:

"Mortals, be afraid!"

"Turning into a magic cocoon is a good thing!"

"Haha, that's right!"

"Demonic energy is a gift from the Holy Lord!"

"Become, companion!"

Seeing that the atmosphere was gradually becoming chaotic amid the noisy laughter, Yinshenli was ready to say a few words.

But before he could say anything, the high-level frenzied troll Tumor Eight, who was in the lead, opened his throat and roared loudly:

"Shut up! You idiots!!"

"Your noise is disturbing my train of thought!!"

I don't know if it's because these stupid creatures generally react slowly, or if the intelligence of the Furious Trolls limits their ability to read people's expressions.

Anyway, the trolls didn't show much concern for Lu Ba's roar.

The noisy voices continued, without giving any face at all.

Seeing that it was ineffective, Liu Ba yelled again at the top of his lungs.

The result was still ineffective.

Facing the questioning gaze of the invisible man, "Can you do this?", Lu Ba finally got angry.

He ripped open his throat again,

But this time, he didn't tear open his own throat and roared.

Instead, he literally 'ripped open' the throat of the nearest and loudest laughing troll.

The moment the devil's blood splattered everywhere, the noisy atmosphere finally returned to silence.

Liuba threw the limp corpse in his hand aside and glanced at the demons viciously with his slightly funny eyes.

"When Tumor Eight speaks, fools better choose to listen."

"Otherwise, die!!"

Seeing this, Yinshenli raised his eyebrows silently, without wiping the devil blood dripping from his forehead.

What a genius!

If you kill your own men, you can't kill me...

to be frank,

Yin Shenli is really a little worried now, worried that the crazy troll in front of him, who calls himself Tumor Eight, will go crazy and beat him up too.

Without a data panel, he had no way of knowing the exact extent to which he had been eroded by the demonic energy.

But from the feeling point of view, there should not be any big problem at the moment.

Of course,

If he couldn't hold on until the encounter with Liu Wenjian, he would activate the Thorn Blood Talisman and self-destruct without hesitation.

There will never be a risk of a situation that you have put a lot of effort into collapsing due to a small unexpected situation.

No one spoke for a few seconds, which made Liuba very satisfied with his act of asserting his authority.

He looked at the invisible Li again, only to see that the other party's face was covered with the demonic blood that had just splattered, and at this moment he could not even see the expression on his face clearly.

He immediately realized that this would not work, so he turned around and shouted at his demons:

"Where's the magic prisoner cart I told you to carry with you? Take it out now!"

"Wipe this guy clean and lock him in the prison van!"

Upon hearing this, the frenzied trolls started another commotion.

Fortunately, the bodies of the dead companions were still there, alerting these stupid guys and preventing the same mistake from happening again.

However, there were still some doubtful voices coming out, expressing the incomprehension of the frenzied trolls:

"Eight, Brother B, isn't that magic prisoner car prepared to capture the traitor Roberts?"

"Robster is already dead. The prison cart is too heavy. Can we not take it out?"

"Yes, I can lift that skinny mortal with just one finger!"

"No need for a prisoner cart. I can carry him back to see Elder Liu Wenjian by myself..."

"Stupid idiot!" Lu Ba showed contempt, but he didn't get angry anymore:

"Who told you that the Magic Prison Car can only be used to detain the traitor Roberts?"

"What is the function of the Magic Prison Car? It is to suppress magic!"

"It can effectively prevent the demonic energy from being absorbed by Robster imprisoned inside, preventing him from recovering his strength!"

"Similarly, if we lock this mortal in, he won't be contaminated by the Holy Lord's aura!"

"What does Elder Liu Wenjian usually teach you? You should use your brain more in everything!"

As he spoke, Lu Ba raised his giant axe with great pride.

As if lifting a heavy object with ease, he slapped his head with the axe blade, making a dull 'bang bang' sound as if knowledge was reverberating and colliding inside his skull.

When Yinshenli saw this, he was surprised that the Frenzy Troll was so cruel to him. At the same time, he couldn't help but sigh that the Frenzy Troll, who had already entered the ranks of high-level demons, had such a hard skull!

A troll heard this and said with a bit of dissatisfaction:

"But my brother, compared to fists, your head is not as useful as your fists..."

"When used in a fight, it hurts much more than a fist..."

"Idiot!" Lump Eight glared and raised the giant axe high up and hit the questioning troll on the forehead.

Even though it was just a random strike,

But he still almost smashed the opponent's head into his chest.

“Is that how you use your brain?”

"Wisdom, wisdom, understand!?"

"Forget it. You won't understand even if I tell you. Once you become high-level demons, you will understand!"

Giving up the idea of continuing teaching, Lu Ba signaled Invisible to enter the prison car, and then began to assign tasks:

"You, you, and you. The three of you are responsible for controlling the direction."

"The rest, pull the cart!"