Chapter 391 You Are Not Really Happy

Anton tilted his head, his left eye stared at Rodolphs with colorful swirls, while the blue eyeball on his right seemed to be out of focus.

In the vision without the concept of distance, the black thread of soul between himself and Rodolphus is connected. Anton is very sure that if he uses the soul scalpel to cut off the connection between the two parties, this guy will lose the ability to become a great pyrene bear.

Anton did not rush to do so.

He is more interested in what this soul black thread is and what it does.

After all, the 'soul black line' is just a name I gave it. It is only used to describe this phenomenon, and it does not mean that the soul really has a black line.

"If you can connect..."

Anton looked at Rodolphs and raised his eyebrows, "Does it mean that you can control it? Even cast a spell on you directly through this black thread of the soul?"

"Ignore the distance of time and space?"

There are really too many ideas, and it takes a lot of research to implement them one by one.

Then it can only continue to mobilize Rodolphs' emotions.

Anton is good at this.

"Roar~~~"

Rodolphus's deformed big white bear roared at Anton, with its huge mouth open and full of fangs, it looked extraordinarily ferocious.

"I feel the surge of magic power, it's amazing, I feel..."

He stood up, twisting his 1.2 meter extremely generous shoulders, feeling the strength brought by his steel-like muscles.

"It's never been better."

He exclaimed, looked at Anton, raised the corners of his mouth and smiled, "Boy, you are indeed very powerful, and your methods are also unheard of, but let's stop here."

He shook his forearm violently, and five dagger-like sharp claws appeared, shining faintly in the dark corridor of the prison.

"I'm going to tear you apart!"

"Roar~~~"

How does it feel to be swooped down by a behemoth nearly four meters high?

quick! Almost to the extreme!

An afterimage only appeared in Anton's retina, as if hit by an earthmoving truck at high speed, bang~~~, flying far away.

After falling to the ground, it rolled and rubbed on the ground with unabated strength.

Finally, it stopped at the farthest place in the corridor, poof~, a mouthful of old blood spurted out.

"Wow~"

Anton got up and looked at his arm in amazement. There were two bear claw marks on it, and blood was oozing out quickly.

it turns out!

He even slightly injured himself!

This is too powerful!

You know, in order to experience the strength of the great white bear for himself, Anton replaced his skin with dragon skin early on.

What kind of concept is this? It is equivalent to the attack power of an ordinary adult wizard using Shenfeng Wuying.

And this turned out to be just the Pyrenees' normal attack flat A effect.

The magical claws of this big white bear are probably comparable to the beak of a phoenix, the claws of a fire dragon, and the fangs of a basilisk.

awesome!

Rodolphs didn't like to be fooled like the big devil, he succeeded with one move, and swooped in again.

He also seemed to have discovered the sharpness of his claws, and instead of using palm shots, he opened his palms vigorously and grabbed them with a fierce expression.

Anton giggled, his body was also rising rapidly, and in an instant, he turned into a dragon skin werewolf with the same height of twelve feet.

Boom~

Knocked back again.

Anton's back hit the wall, sending debris flying from the stone wall.

"With the same tonnage and strength, the great pyrene is much bigger than the werewolf."

With the strength of his back, his body was tensed like a bowstring, and bang~, he ejected at an extremely fast speed.

The long werewolf arms pushed aside the huge arms of the great pyrene bear from the side, and the whole person almost fell into the great pyrene bear's arms.

Lift your legs!

knee bump!

The huge paws of the werewolf bounced off the ground, and he lifted it up quickly. With both arms borrowed from the big pyrene bear's arm, he almost jumped up, and his knee hit the big pyrene bear's left rib.

Boom~

bang bang bang~~

In just an instant, both knees bounced quickly, hitting the body of the great white bear again and again.

Heart, jaw, neck...

"In terms of speed, the gigantic werewolf is much faster than the great pyrene bear."

Before Rodolphus could react, Anton put one foot on his waist, hooked his neck with the other, and twisted his body vigorously.

pat~

Rodolphus spun and rolled over on the ground.

At the same time, the werewolf's knee pressed against his neck extremely quickly.

"Quack quack ~"

Anton looked at him with a smile, "Just a little bit, just a little bit, you can kill me, really unlucky."

"Roar~~~"

The big white bear struggled hard, but was pinned to the ground and couldn't move.

"Give you a chance, you are useless."

A series of ropes appeared out of thin air, binding and restraining the big white bear. Anton quickly recovered his human body, and the broken stripes recovered under the influence of the "restore to original" spell.

Anton can't become a 'giant werewolf' for a long time.

This kind of transformation has a great disadvantage, the "Werewolf Memory Collective" or "Werewolf Starry Sky", will erode Anton's soul along the connected soul black line, and will eventually turn Anton into this gigantic form. werewolves.

(See Chapter 312 for details)

He waved the 'pale spine' lightly, and a spell of light lit up, "All petrified!"

"Yo~"

"Magic resistance is good~"

He increased the power of the spell again, adjusted it little by little, and finally determined that the magic resistance of Great Pyrenees was higher than that of ordinary werewolves, and lower than that of Hagrid.

"not bad."

Flame words floated beside Anton, quickly recording all this information.

"Release petrification~"

"Let's try another spell."

Rodolphs struggled violently, and his huge body burst out with tremendous force, breaking the ropes one by one.

It's a pity that in an instant, several times the broken rope tied him up again.

"Roar~~~"

He turned his head around with difficulty, smiled a little crazy, his eyes were full of fierceness, and looked at Anton coldly, "Kill me, you killed me!"

Anton raised his eyebrows and looked at him silently.

"Ha ha ha ha……"

"Kill me~~~"

Rodolphs laughed extra crazy, laughing so hard that his whole body was twitching.

Anton's brows frowned, and he could feel a kind of tangled joy in this guy's soul fluctuating rapidly.

"Yeah?"

Anton gently pressed the 'pale spine' against Rodolphs' head, and colorful swirls and azure blue light appeared in his eyes again.

"I'm a little crazy myself, I admit it."

He looked at it inquisitively, and murmured in a low voice.

"But I'm crazy because I don't care, I just enjoy myself."

"I'm controlling my emotions, and you..."

"If a person is immersed in a certain mental state for a long time, it must be that this state has some special attraction for him."

"Some are optimistic, some are pessimistic, some are stubborn, and some are full of evil thoughts about the world."

"If 'enjoy yourself' is a kind of spiritual paranoia I yearn for freedom, then, being full of aggression, eager to destroy everything, crazily suppressing yourself and excessively letting negative emotions guide you is your attitude towards the world. resentful feedback mechanism.”

"The joy you feel right now..."

"you are not really happy."

"Look, if you kill me, you will feel happy. If I beat you, or even kill you, you will feel happy too."

"Your morbid happiness can only show that you are being controlled by your emotions, you weak chicken, you can't control your emotions."

"Or, due to practicing too much black magic, the magic power with negative characteristics has already affected your emotions in reverse."

Anton squatted down and gazed into his eyes.

"You are becoming a slave to magic."

"In your state, even if you become extremely strong. In the end, you are just like a dementor, turning into some kind of body controlled by magic power."

"The magic will consume your soul, and you will even feel awesome at that time, because even the death curse will not work for you."

"But you just lost your soul."

Boom~

One of Anton's hands turned into a black thread of the soul, piercing through the back of the big white bear's head.

He murmured in a low voice, "Let me help you out."

Rodolphs widened his eyes, full of fear, "What are you going to do, you..."

He twitched violently, the huge bear's head slammed into the ground, and his eyes rolled white.