"No wonder I couldn't find her anywhere." Karl suddenly understood the whole story.
No wonder those Black Scorpion Mercenary Group assassins acted so strangely.
Clearly, their plan might have included this shrinking skill, but because Karl didn't waste any words in the first step and directly smashed the person to death, the subsequent plan could not be implemented.
At that moment, all the inexplicable questions suddenly became clear.
But those are things for the future.
There's still half an hour left, I need to have some fun.
" Chris, don't move around, let me try." Carl reached out with his other hand and touched her long leg with his little finger; it was now 20 centimeters long.
It's twice the size of Lilia, but my little finger still can't fit inside.
"Stop!" Chris struggled in his palm, both ashamed and angry. "Change me back right now!"
"It can't be changed. You have to drink holy water to break the spell." Karl shrugged innocently, sat down on the experimental table, and placed her body on his lap. "Sorry, you'll have to do it yourself."
"..." Chris's fist hardened again. The goodwill he had felt towards Carl that had improved today vanished in an instant.
She was 90% sure that Carl was lying to her.
But at this point, she had no other choice.
Chris gritted his teeth and placed his hand on Little Ka. They were both 20 centimeters tall, the same height.
She tried to use her hands first, but quickly realized that her hands were too small. After a brief hesitation, she could only hug her with her body, but her technique was really not very good.
Moreover, changes in body shape are now a new realm of posture.
Carl found it amusing to watch the holy beauty grit her teeth and hug Little Ka, using every possible method to do so.
This skill might lead to more interesting gameplay than he thought.
Chapter 129 You Bastard
Chris looked embarrassed, hugged Little Ka, and rubbed against her chest. He looked up and saw the half-smile on Carl's face. Instantly, his blood rushed to his head and his fist hardened.
"Aww!"
She opened her mouth and bit down hard on Little Ka, her teeth digging deep into the flesh and leaving shallow teeth marks.
"Don't bite with your mouth." Karl felt like he had been bitten by a mosquito, a little stinging. He reached out and held her body, the twenty centimeters of her body in his palm like a beautiful figurine.
Her body felt soft in my hands, and I had to be careful not to break her.
"Let go!" Chris struggled in his hand, trying to break free.
"I'm helping you break the spell, you don't want to stay like this forever, do you?" Karl grasped her body and placed her on Little Ka's head.
Chris's expression changed several times. He looked at Little Ka in front of him, his face turning ashen. After a brief hesitation, he reached out with both hands and pried open Little Ka's head.
Then he brought his face closer and stuck out his tongue.
Even Carl, in his vulnerable position, shuddered inexplicably; he had only intended for Chris to step on Little Ka.
But the saintess was unexpectedly bold.
The feeling now was something Carl had never experienced before. Little Ka's head was pried open, Chris's face was pressed against it, and his tongue could be completely swallowed up.
"Hoo..." Karl shuddered, his muscles tensing, trapping her tongue inside.
"Waaah!" Chris slapped him hard to separate them, glared at Carl fiercely, grabbed Carl's head, and continued to stick out his tongue.
Like an untouchable corner inside the body, being vigorously stirred by a soft, sticky tongue.
Karl shuddered.
"Ah?!" Chris exclaimed in surprise as a jet of water violently struck his handsome face, instantly obscuring his vision with a murky white mist.
The impact sent him tumbling backward onto the table.
Carl gripped Little Ka and thrust it at Chris's petite body, instantly covering every inch of her skin and knocking her onto the table.
Chris was in a sorry state, futilely covering his face with his arms.
Obviously, all of this was in vain. He could only grit his teeth and endure being completely covered in the paste, his whole body sticky and stringy.
In that instant, Chris's body began to swell rapidly, quickly returning to its original size from that tiny, miniature doll.
Her vision returned, and everything around her returned to normal.
Chris jumped up from the table, clutching his chest with one hand, his eyes blazing with rage, and gritted his teeth: "You bastard!"
"It's off now, so get dressed." Carl shrugged and casually tossed a nun's robe to Chris.
The things rushing onto her body did not increase in number just because she got bigger.
Chris, with a grimace, wiped her cheeks with the inside of her nun's robe, put the robe back on, and buttoned it up.
Carl's surroundings are simply restored, the Time Stop is lifted, and time begins to flow again.
Hill and the other Dark Elf members ' eyes instantly locked onto the dead little Lilia. They couldn't understand how the little Lilia, who had been desperately attacking the cage just a second ago, could suddenly die without warning.
"I used a dragon secret technique," Karl explained, adding that when in doubt, the dragon secret technique is the solution: "But the technique's effect cannot cover multiple targets. You continue experimenting."
"Yes." The middle-aged Dark Elf nodded upon hearing this. Since Karl didn't say anything, she couldn't possibly ask the city lord about the secret techniques. She could only proceed with the next step of the experiment.
Hill sniffed lightly, then turned her gaze to Chris, whose face looked unpleasant.
This sense of unease made her feel that the two of them were hiding something from her.
Hill was secretly alert, but said nothing and chose to remain silent, immersing himself in the experiment.
In the time that followed, the laboratory seemed to be isolated from the outside world. Hill and the Dark Elf conducted various experiments and tried to reproduce little Lilia in various ways.
The experiment was hardly humane.
Chris watched for a while, her brows furrowed. She was kind, but not a saint. After glaring fiercely at Carl, she left first, intending to tell her mother about this clue.
Carl called two Dark Elfs to protect her.
Chris's expression was complicated for a moment.
Karl didn't stay long before leaving the lab. Biological experiments are really disgusting.
He stood outside, waiting for time to pass second by second, until the last rays of the setting sun sank below the horizon, and Hill came out of the laboratory.
His face turned even uglier.
"These creatures are at around the second tier in physical strength, but we cannot yet determine whether they have the potential for growth. Structurally, their bodies are almost identical to humans, but they lack rationality, much like..."
Hill seemed to struggle to put this into words, and after a long pause, he finally spoke:
"It's like some kind of plague designed to exterminate intelligent life."
Upon hearing this, Karl frowned: "What about the reproduction rate?"
"As long as there is the flesh and blood of intelligent beings, they can reproduce indefinitely, but the total mass of the flesh and blood will not increase," Hill explained.
"That's pretty scientific." Karl pouted. This evil god even follows the law of conservation of mass.
I was really scared when I saw those little Lilias get pregnant after eating and then reproduce.
It now seems that these "wall women" are more like those who devour intelligent beings and then use reproduction to transform them into their own kind.
Roughly one adult can transform into hundreds of smaller Lilia.
"Terrible," Karl murmured, his mind filled with images of the little Lilia swarming in like a tide, burrowing into every corner of his body, and gnawing at his flesh.
Just thinking about this scenario triggers my trypophobia.
While there are many ways to play with 10-centimeter-tall beauties, if they eat meat, then all that's left is horror.
"Should I send the City Guards to hunt down these little Lilia?" Hill suggested, knowing that the situation was urgent.
Two days ago, only a dozen or so people died, but last night, that number had soared to over a hundred.
At the rate at which the Lilia babies reproduce, this terrifying exponential growth, if left unchecked, will turn San Marino City into a dead city with only bones left within a week.
Karl paused for a moment, then shook his head: "We can form an elite squad to try to hunt them down, but the more important thing is to protect the city's residents."
"Inform the residents that there are demons that eat people at night, and those who do not want to die should rest in the city center square at night. Then send an engineering team to demolish the houses in all directions from the center of the square."
"Huh? Demolish the house?" Hill was taken aback.
"That's right." Carl nodded. "The demolition work by the construction team has been progressing slowly, so this is the perfect time to carry out a major demolition."
"…" Hill's lips twitched. This guy is a devil. "What about all these little Lilia?"
"Don't worry, just do as I say." Carl instructed Hill and quickly left: " I'll figure out how to get rid of little Lilia."
After leaving the city lord's mansion, he went straight to the church to find Bishop Victoria.
To her astonishment, he shrunk his body to 20 centimeters.
For some exciting activities, you need to find a mature woman like Victoria.
Chapter 130 Shura Field
Victoria wore a pristine white bishop's robe, her posture dignified, but her mature figure beneath the robe pushed the bishop's robe high up.
The unique charm of a mature woman cannot be concealed.
On the table in front of her, Karl, who was only twenty centimeters tall, was sizing up her mature figure, wondering where to start.
"As far as I know, the dragon race does not possess such a secret technique." Victoria smiled.
Carl smiled sincerely, leaped off the table, landed lightly on Victoria's ample bosom, grabbed the collar of her bishop's robe, and crawled inside.
"It's called a secret technique because it's a secret."
"Hmph." Victoria chuckled, shook her head helplessly, and gently supported Karl with one hand to prevent him from slipping.
At the same time, with her other hand, she untied the belt of the bishop's robe, loosening the collar of the robe so that a small part of her snow-white skin was revealed when Weiwei fell down.
Upon seeing this, Karl thought to himself that mature women really do understand.
If it were Chris, he would definitely tear him apart.
Carl jumped smoothly into her loosened collar, spread his arms wide, and found that he couldn't even hug her whole body; instead, his entire upper body sank into it.
Mature women are just soft.
"Slow down, be careful not to fall." Victoria affectionately supported him with one hand, leaning forward slightly so that he could sink in more.
Carl felt everything around him was soft. He found a good spot and took a bite.
"Hmph..." Victoria's eyes softened. Being bitten, especially by little Carl, triggered her maternal instincts.
Carl bit his tongue for a moment and then looked up. He hadn't come here just to play around: "I need the Holy Knights to help the City Guards maintain order at night. Lilia will definitely take action."
When little Lilia was captured, the duke's daughter's purpose became obvious.
Victoria supported him with one hand and held his back with the other. Upon hearing this, she frowned slightly: "Do you think she would massacre the city?"
"That's right." Karl narrowed his eyes. "She can't kill me with the Black Scorpion Mercenary Group. Now all 24 cities in the North are watching."
"She will choose to massacre San Marino City and turn it into a dead city. Even if she cannot kill our high-end combat forces, she can still deter the North."
Victoria frowned, understanding the implications: "I will have Rabel lead the team and hand over command of the Knights' Map to you."
After a brief hesitation, she said, "Karl... perhaps we can choose to negotiate. I can represent the church and act as a mediator."
Victoria thought more deeply about this; she learned about Lilia's terrifying and eerie power from her daughter.
This is almost impossible for the lord of a city.
She can bypass high-end combat forces and rely on sheer numbers, like a natural disaster, to slaughter ordinary people.
"Hmph, since my conflict with the Duke of the North is irreconcilable, I'll just dismember her daughter and give her her limbs as my first gift." A cold glint flashed in Karl's eyes.
Seeing this, Victoria knew he already had his own plans, so she said no more.
She gently patted Karl in her arms and said in a soft voice, "You can call me Mom."
That was her real purpose.
Carl is too dangerous. Victoria wants to bind him with a bond called kinship, at least to ensure that he doesn't become a murderous evil dragon.
She knew all too well the destructive power of dragons, especially a young dragon that had awakened the talent of time.
She didn't even want to think about going down the wrong path.
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