Click!
The massive pillar tilted and got stuck halfway. Because the machine room was cluttered with too many things, with a propeller underneath and a transformer opposite, the pillar crashed into the transformer, deforming the outer sheet metal and breaking the internal wires and cables, sending sparks flying.
The propeller at Baza's feet, its rapidly spinning fan-shaped blades severing the tips of his mecha boots, jolted him awake by the pain.
He was currently being held upside down in the air, his entire weight resting on the little snake king, and if the little snake king let go, he would be in grave danger.
Drops of blood fell onto the huge fan. A small piece of flesh was scraped off Baza's toe, but he felt no pain and calmly looked at the little snake king.
It's a real shame we couldn't kill him.
"Warning, low energy, please replenish energy promptly." The system's untimely voice rang out, failing at such a crucial moment.
Bazaar's composed expression crumbled. "No!"
He wasn't afraid of death, but he was afraid of being discovered. He didn't want the little snake king to know it was him, otherwise he wouldn't have gone to so much trouble to hide it.
Unfortunately, the little snake king still found out that the mecha would automatically retract into space after running out of energy, because a mecha without energy is vulnerable and a huge burden. The equipment alone is so tiring that it makes people unable to straighten their backs.
Pieces of the mecha shell surged up and shrank into the spatial necklace around his neck, revealing Baza's face without a doubt.
He has very distinctive features. The red mark between his eyebrows looks like a birthmark. At first, Fang Rong thought it was drawn on, but it's actually like a tattoo. He had it when he was chosen to be a wizard at a very young age.
He is also the only female in the orc world whose appearance does not conform to the laws of nature. In nature, males and females are clearly distinguished. Males are responsible for beauty and hunting, while females are responsible for life and bearing children. Generally speaking, males are all kinds of beautiful and charming, with patterns all over their bodies. He is the only exception.
Perhaps because he was too unique, he was not accepted at first and people thought he was a freak. But people have aesthetic sense, and they can't help but like beautiful things, even if they are freaks.
Baza was beautiful from a young age and was favored by many men. They bullied him and made all sorts of small gestures to get his attention. However, this only made him think that he was disliked and that everyone was bullying him.
So naturally, he looked down on everyone. No one would want to be around someone who liked to bully him, and who would bother him, hit him, scold him, or play pranks on him.
So he remained single, and would not bow down even to the strongest warrior in the tribe. It wasn't that he disliked him, but rather that he looked down on him, plus the males he had known since childhood had left him with too much trauma.
No matter how awesome they become when they grow up, Baza can never play the role of a child who swaggered around naked. Of course, deserting at the last minute and leaving him alone in the Bashe tribe further reduced his attraction to males to the lowest level.
Logically speaking, he shouldn't have liked the little snake king, since wizards have special privileges that allow them to not have partners, but strangely, he was attracted to this mysterious figure.
The little snake king doesn't know how to say sweet words or try to please him. He even sometimes takes advantage of him, but he has never abandoned Baza, not even once.
No matter how dangerous the place or how fierce the person, he must take them out of the place he brings in, and he doesn't care if he has to risk his life for it. Also, his appearance is very deceptive, like a cursed doll, exquisite and sinister, like a ghost story, you want to hear it but you're also afraid.
Sometimes I think he's incredibly strong, and other times I feel sorry for him.
He doesn't trust anyone. He does everything alone, without anyone else. No, he'll bring Baza along.
Because Baza was a sorcerer, and a particularly stubborn and ancient one, who single-mindedly followed the laws of nature and would never break them. He had never shed a person's blood, nor had he ever refused to help someone in distress.
The little snake king used this to his advantage and successfully controlled him, leading him in and out of the area several times, causing the surrounding tribes to surrender.
He was actually happy during that time, witnessing the rise of a generation of beast kings. Even such a powerful figure fell at his feet, and he stitched up the wounds stitch by stitch. Usually at this time, the little snake king would put away his contemptuous and disdainful gaze and obediently dare not say a word of dissent.
He would look down at the little snake king's profile; it was cute and delicate, with long eyelashes drooping down, and not a trace of its usual gloom could be seen.
Although the wound was bleeding again, the little snake king had an extraordinary will. He didn't cry or shout, and he wouldn't even frown. Sometimes, when the string was pulled too hard, he would look up at him.
"What are you looking at? Your life is in my hands. If you don't want to die, behave yourself and put your hands up."
The little snake king obediently raised his arm, allowing him to wrap the strip of cloth around his armpits and across his chest, then tie it into a bow.
The little snake king stared blankly at the bow on his chest, his mind suddenly blank, and blurted out, "So ugly →_→"
One of Baza's men lost his balance and almost cut a piece of his flesh off. You see, this is the consequence of offending a wizard.
Actually, he quite liked the injured little snake king. A wise man knows when to yield, and the little snake king was undoubtedly very clever. So, apart from the first time, he rarely did anything foolish like this when he was bandaging his wounds.
Because Bazaar always retaliates, he's not as stupid as the Little Snake King makes him out to be. Aside from being a bit conservative in terms of medical ethics, he's quite shrewd when it comes to dealing with people.
If the little snake king glared at him with that disdainful and contemptuous look, there would definitely be saliva in his dinner.
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