An indescribable subtle sense of satisfaction welled up in Colin's heart.
The hunger of the stomach was soothed for a moment...
Strength, surging in the body.
Although the symptoms of "transfur" are deepening, it is surprising that the violent temperament in his heart has temporarily stopped.
Not because of some kind of repression, but because of the gradual calming down of its own contentment.
Colin took a deep breath and tried to keep his mind as calm as possible so as not to irritate the thing.
"Mom... I'm hungry..."
"I'll go find something to eat, you just wait here, mom will be back soon..."
"Well, can I go with me too, it's dark here, I'm afraid..."
"No..."
A staccato voice sounded in his head, and Colin was startled at first, then realized that it might be the remnants of the mother's obsession.
She comforted the hungry children and went out alone to pray for food...
From this point on, the memories began to be visibly fragmented.
"Mom picked up a small loaf of bread... Right away... I'll bring it back to you..."
"I'm sorry, mom came back late and hungry... It's been a long time... This is your favorite bun... Fast... Let's eat..."
"Don't be afraid... Let's eat... Full... Grow up quickly..."
"Then you won't be afraid of the dark... Mom is here... It's always been here... Don't cry... Don't cry..."
From her inner perspective, Colin understood who she saw herself—a hungry and scared child nestled in a dark corner—and what her short, hoarse voice meant by the last repetition...
He can't tell what kind of mood he is in now, but probably it won't be the impatience he was before...
After nearly three hours, all the blood was drained.
"If I have the chance, I'll help you take care of that child. "
With that, he stood up, but his appearance had changed almost drastically from before.
The dim glow of the torches reveals this new look.
I saw that the originally thin body was filled with bulging muscles, becoming extremely tall, the hands turned into huge claws, the pale skin was covered with blood-red hard hairs, the dark vertical eyes were glowing with bloodthirsty luster, and the head had completely turned into a fierce beast, standing in the cell, like an upright blood-colored werewolf.
The whole body exudes a strong ominous atmosphere.
"... Since ordinary people can't beat the warden, then I'm... Don't be a man anymore. "
Colin stuck out his scarlet tongue and licked his fangs, carefully putting away the stiff bread, then grabbed the bar with both hands.
Crunch crunch...
The iron bar, which could not be shaken just now, was easily opened in less than three seconds.
When Colin walked out of the prison, more than a dozen pupils reflecting green light were looking at him from different cells throughout the dungeon.
"It's like slices of bread coated with sweet cream..."
A strong desire to eat came from Colin's stomach pouch.
After further transformation, Colin also had a further instinctive understanding of "transfur", knowing that these imprisoned guys were no longer human.
If he "eats" them all, then his strength will inevitably go one step further.
But alas, I can't eat it.
The reason, which is still dominant, tells him that the end of doing this is very likely to be directly out of control.
Now the power is enough.
He needed more reason than absorbing more power.
Only power that is firmly controlled by reason can be called power.
"I'm still awake at the moment, but it's not going to be too long to keep it awake..."
Colin shook his red hair, resisted the desire to eat, glanced at the closed iron door of the dungeon, and habitually took a deep breath in thought, causing a "whirring" sound in the air.
"It shouldn't be difficult to win the prison warden, but there is not much time, and my sanity can only support one day at most..."
"So, you have to find that colleague quickly and contact the campfire company, otherwise it won't be long before you go crazy..."
"Well, before you act, use the last fragment to see what happens. "
With his thoughts racing, Colin made a decision.
But before he could use the life paper, he unexpectedly reappeared, and someone came outside the iron door of the dungeon.
These people lowered their steps, as if they had discovered something, and approached this side with great vigilance.
"Did you feel something was wrong? The dungeon seems to have been a little too quiet, for hours, and there was almost no movement..."
"Could it be... All sleeping?"
"It's impossible to rest for so long at the same time, it's never been like this, and here's a rare individual of special interest to the warden..."
"Go check it out..."
Several of the dungeon guards lowered their voices visibly as they spoke, but Colin could still hear them clearly, and not only that, but he could even tell by the smell...
There were five people in total.
Damn,, two of them seem to be glued, why do you want Lao Tzu to smell this kind of smell Colin blew his nose and didn't scream because his nose had suffered a grievance that he shouldn't have suffered.
"At most, it will be close in more than ten seconds, and it's too late to use the 'Book of Numerology', I've been worried that the movement will be found if it's too big, but I ignored it, and from the performance of 'transfur', it's also a problem that the movement is too small. "
As Collin's thoughts turned, his body retreated into the darkness of the dungeon, and the pitch-black vertical pupils reflected through the darkness to reflect the locked iron door of the dungeon.
Outside the door, the sound of dense and gentle footsteps is getting closer and closer...
As they approached, the other "transfur" in the dungeon seemed to realize something, and immediately stormed the cage in a frenzy, letting out a howl of unknown meaning.
Several dungeon guards breathed a sigh of relief when they heard this.
If there's movement, it means...
The situation should still be right.
Click...
One of them was a little careless because of this, and without checking the door hole first, he directly pulled the deadbolt of the door and prepared to go in to see the specific state.
However, at the moment when the latch was opened, the iron door was slammed open, and the dungeon guard behind the door barely reacted, and was knocked away by a huge force, and fell directly to the ground unconscious.
The other four were stunned for a moment, then looked frightened and saw an ominous red-haired beast rushing out of the door.
The huge beast looked down on them condescendingly, and it was intimidating.
"Be careful—"
Someone reacted and wanted to fight back, but before he could raise his hand, the terrifying beast slammed into the wall and slammed him directly against the wall.
Of the five people present, in less than two seconds, two fell to the ground and passed out.
The other three took advantage of this gap and slashed with the axes in their hands, not to mention breaking the skin, and even the blood-colored long hair couldn't be chopped.