Chapter 1595: A Second Mockery Disaster?

Toy?

Hearing these two words, Chen Ling was truly stunned.

He couldn't connect the Bitter Flesh Turbid Forest with a toy... And judging by the Turbid Disaster's meaning, the Mockery Disaster hadn't just come to take one once?

Could the Mockery Disaster of this era be a demonic child??

A strange thought flashed through Chen Ling's mind. He immediately grasped the keywords "demonic child" and "toy," and with an increasingly arrogant and crazy posture, he laughed and spoke:

"I got bored of the one I took last time a long time ago!"

"But, I've found something even more fun this time... don't you have one here too?"

Chen Ling kicked Wu Tongyuan, who was lying on the ground like a dead dog, then pointed at Chu Changqing, who had been assimilated into the Turbid Disaster's torso. A trace of longing and fanaticism appeared in his scarlet pupils.

"I don't want anything else this time... I just want him!"

"Give him to me, and I'll leave! And I won't come to play with you for a while after this!"

Chen Ling's kick wasn't light; it made Wu Tongyuan grunt, roll to the side like a sandbag, and then "fearfully" cover his head again... It wasn't that Chen Ling was deliberately targeting him, but he was indeed the closest to Chen Ling among the three.

The Turbid Disaster didn't expect that Chen Ling was actually aiming for the human living inside its body this time... Its tumor-like head looked at that human face, seemingly hesitant.

Honestly, it really had no interest in this human anymore.

When it first caught him and brought him to the Bitter Flesh Turbid Forest, the Turbid Disaster was full of curiosity and used various means to torment him. Soon, it discovered that no matter what means it or other disasters used, this human would evolve at an extremely fast speed... or rather, assimilate into one of them.

From a human at the beginning, he turned into a blade of grass, then was assimilated into a big tree, and now he had become the stem of a sunflower on its body.

Now, there was no human aura left on this human; instead, he was full of its own scent... He existed in its body just like that, as if he were dead, with no life fluctuations at all, to the point that the Turbid Disaster had forgotten his existence.

If one had to say, Chu Changqing was now like a pimple it had grown. Staying there wouldn't have any effect on it, and squeezing him out would actually be a bit painful.

But seeing this crazy Mockery Disaster in front of it, the Turbid Disaster had a headache...

If it could, the Turbid Disaster didn't want to make things too ugly with the Mockery Disaster. After all, this was a completely unreasonable master. If it was in a bad mood, it might turn the entire Bitter Flesh Turbid Forest upside down.

If one had to go against the Mockery Disaster, the fate of the Sighing Wilderness was an example. I heard that not long ago, the Breath Disaster had half of its wings knocked off, and a third of the entire disaster population of the Skeleton was wiped out by the Mockery Disaster, which even extracted their souls to play with like balls.

The Turbid Disaster's hesitation didn't last long. Its massive tumor looked down at its torso, and then that stem began to wriggle violently, squeezing the human figure embedded in its body out bit by bit...

Wisps of blood were squeezed out from the stems around the figure. The vines under the Turbid Disaster climbed faster and faster, as if enduring pain. As the wood-grained figure was completely squeezed out of its body, the Turbid Disaster's straight, massive body suddenly hunched slightly, as if it had consumed its energy while forcing Chu Changqing out.

As the wood-grained figure fell straight from the air, Chen Ling stomped his foot gently. The Gecko beneath him immediately flicked its tongue, wrapped it around Chu Changqing, and threw him onto its back.

A palm made of red paper firmly grabbed the neck of the wood-grained figure, holding it in mid-air like a chick, and examined it with interest for a moment...

Then he laughed out loud:

"Interesting! Truly interesting!!"

"Let's go!!"

Chen Ling didn't even look at the Turbid Disaster, as if it were just air. As he stomped his foot again, the two Poison Sovereigns beneath him immediately turned around and crawled out of the Bitter Flesh Turbid Forest.

The Turbid Disaster naturally wouldn't stop them, and the surrounding disasters of the Bitter Flesh Turbid Forest once again cleared a path. They wished this plague god would leave as soon as possible.

The entire process was smoother than Chen Ling had expected.

Everything was thanks to the Mockery Disaster of this era; its notoriety was simply too useful. He had only said two sentences, and the Turbid Disaster had obediently handed over Chu Changqing... As for Wu Tongyuan and the others on the side, they were dumbfounded. They didn't understand the relationship between World-Enders at all, nor did they know anything about the Mockery Disaster. They only saw Chen Ling sneer a few times at that sunflower... and the other party obediently released the person??

What exactly is Director Chen's background? Even that level of disaster is so afraid of him??

The two Poison Sovereigns crawled rapidly toward the edge of the Bitter Flesh Turbid Forest. Chen Ling lowered his head and carefully observed Chu Changqing in his arms, his brows slightly furrowed...

Chu Changqing was still alive, but his body had been completely botanized. His five fingers had turned into slender roots, his limbs had turned into ancient tree trunks, his skin surface seemed to have turned into plant fibers, and even his internal organs had lignified. His heart only beat once every minute on average.

And no matter how Chen Ling shook or called him, he showed no signs of waking up, as if he had truly become a thorough "vegetable." Chen Ling had seen so many people who were seriously injured and dying, but this was the first time he had encountered such a situation, and for a moment, he didn't know where to start saving him.

But regardless, he had to leave the territory of the Bitter Flesh Turbid Forest safely first.

The process of leaving the Bitter Flesh Turbid Forest felt very long to everyone, even longer than when they came. They were constantly worried that the Turbid Disaster would suddenly discover some clues and then stop them, leading to the annihilation of the entire army.

Although Wen Ruoshui had preset a save point before entering here, theoretically, everyone didn't need to have too much psychological pressure, but looking at the dense, tall disasters on both sides, they were still a bit worried...

Of course, the disasters of the Bitter Flesh Turbid Forest were equally worried. They were also afraid that this capricious master would suddenly turn around and cause some trouble.

When Chen Ling and the others left smoothly, both sides breathed a sigh of relief.

This dark and mysterious massive forest gradually closed, and the original crack disappeared without a trace. Just as the Turbid Disaster was preparing to continue sleeping and recuperating, another path automatically cleared at the other end of the forest...

When that incredibly familiar and terrifying aura appeared in the Bitter Flesh Turbid Forest, all the disasters here were stunned.

A pitch-black centipede wearing a skirt was slowly crawling through the Bitter Flesh Turbid Forest;

Yes, a skirt.

The hideous, pitch-black centipede was almost covered in horrifying scars. Half of its head looked like it had been bitten off by someone, and the other half of its head hung low, moving forward like a stiff machine...

And a white, thousand-legged long skirt was draped over it. The blood-stained hem swayed with the movement of the thousand legs, like an oversized Barbie doll.

On its back,

A pitch-black figure with legs crossed, one hand supporting its chin and the other playing with a small toad, scanned the surroundings leisurely with scarlet pupils...