He stood up, walked over to Fox on his left, and grabbed her small, delicate foot. Although she was only lightly sleeping, little ka was still full of energy in the morning.
He pressed down directly, and a familiar sensation came.
"Ouch~" Fox cried out in pain, her body arching: "How did you know this one was real? Aren't you tired of it? This is the third time~?"
Karl held her slender waist with both hands, feeling the unique familiarity of the young girl.
Of course, his mind wasn't solely on these matters; he was using this method to confirm his suspicions.
It was the exact same feeling as last time.
He was a dragon; after he was done with her, there would be some changes, at least for a short period.
And the three times were completely identical.
This meant that each time Fox was reborn, her body was completely new and did not inherit the changes from the previous body.
"Hehe~" Seeing him not speak, Fox leaned in actively, her fluffy fox tail Upturned up and placed it on his palm:
"I bit your neck once, and you killed me once, so we're even. You can touch my tail, how about we be friends again?"
Karl looked at Fox; he felt that it wouldn't be long before he went insane.
Outside the door, Hill gently knocked. After receiving permission, she pushed the door open and stepped into the room, then bowed to Karl: "Lord City Lord, we searched the City Lord's Mansion last night, but found nothing…"
Mid-sentence, her gaze suddenly fell upon Fox's corpse on the ground.
Then she saw another lively Fox sitting beside Karl, chattering incessantly, her tail wagging.
Hill was stunned for a long while, her expression returning to seriousness as she spoke again: "Lord City Lord, what do you need me to do?"
Karl pushed away the chattering Fox beside him: "Go get a wooden box."
"Yes, Lord City Lord." Hill immediately responded, then turned and left the room. A moment later, she returned with an exquisitely crafted wooden box.
Karl grabbed Fox and folded her petite body.
Fox's eyes gleamed, and she did not resist the entire time. When she was stuffed into the wooden box, her feet were over-folded, causing her to cry out in pain: "Ah ya~ Lighter~ It hurts so much."
Karl didn't hold back, stuffing her petite body completely into the wooden box, and seeing her pained expression didn't seem fake.
It was just as he had guessed.
When Fox was alive, all her senses were normal. Only after death would she lose the sensation of pain.
Hill stood by, watching the absurd scene before her, her brows tightly furrowed. She only felt that the world had gone mad.
Chapter 74 Please be gentle
Fox was folded in the wooden box. Her figure was already petite, and when her arms and delicate feet were folded, she looked tiny.
An eighty-centimeter wooden box could completely hold her body.
She looked like a strange toy in a box.
"Hehe~ What will happen next? So scary~" Fox's adorable fox eyes smiled at Karl, her face flushed with an abnormal blush:
"Although I don't mind being rough, can you be quicker? My arms must be about to break."
Although her figure was petite, the degree to which her delicate feet were now folded was already an irreversible injury to her body.
Before Fox died, her body's pain sensation was normal.
However, judging from her current expression, she seemed to be in a peculiar state of excitement rather than pain.
Karl's palm reached into the wooden box, stroking her folded joints. Her smooth, fair skin was turning purplish-blue from the excessive folding.
"Can you really feel pain?"
"Huh?" Fox's beautiful fox eyes twitched, and she stared into Karl's eyes: "My arms are broken, it hurts so much."
Karl looked at her body seriously, his palm stroking from her slender arm to her neck, continuing down her smooth skin.
Her body was very delicate and not large, only a C. Now that she was in the box, it felt like one hand could hold her in his palm.
As his palm continued downward, it brushed across her flat, soft abdomen.
Women's skeletal structure differs at every age.
Her true age should be around 16.
Fox felt his palm stroking her, and a smile played at the corner of her eye. She actively lifted her abdomen in the confined space, rubbing against his palm, allowing him to touch her navel.
Karl's palm didn't stop, continuing downwards, his fingernails lightly scratching.
"Ah~ Can't you touch my belly more? Is your mind only filled with 'sex'?" Fox pouted, then a sly look appeared in her eyes:
"But in my current position, can you do it, or do you need to take me out of the box?"
"I'm not some pervert; I'm just confirming something." Karl raised his hand, rubbing his thumb and forefinger together, pulling out a transparent thread:
"You're not afraid of pain; rather, you get excited from pain."
Fox's expression froze for a moment, and her beautiful eyes smiled even more adorably: "Hey, what are you talking about?"
"Actually, there's nothing to hide." Karl's hand stroked her slender neck, feeling the smooth sensation in his palm.
A flicker of doubt crossed Fox's eyes, but she still rubbed her cheek against his palm like a small animal.
The next second.
Karl suddenly exerted force, gentleness instantly turning into brutality. His hand tightened fiercely, firmly gripping her slender neck.
Fox's beautiful face was momentarily stunned, then a sense of suffocation came from her neck. She opened her mouth but couldn't speak.
Her body instinctively wanted to struggle, but her hands and feet were folded in the box, unable to move. Saliva flowed from her open mouth.
Her eyes began to widen. In just an instant, the suffocation gradually turned her face ashen.
Her eyeballs rolled back, beginning to whiten.
Pointless, suffocation is an extremely painful way to die, because the brain will frantically send alarm signals, urging you to survive.
Karl's physical strength was at the seventh-tier. Although he had no skills, his muscle control was ingrained in his DNA. He could precisely control his strength.
He squeezed her neck, leaving her on the brink of death… In the City Lord's Mansion, in the study.
Hill sat at a heavy desk, dressed in a crisp military uniform, her long, beautiful legs encased in transparent stockings, and her feet adorned with exquisite high heels.
Her brows were tightly furrowed as she leafed through the scattered ancient texts on the table.
At this moment, the study door was pushed open from outside, and Misir walked in: "The elders of the clan have replied. There are many spells that can achieve similar effects in manipulating corpses, but to freely control death and recreate a physical body, that belongs to the realm of gods."
Hill heard this, put down the ancient texts in her hand, her brows still tightly furrowed, but she was not surprised by this result.
She also knew that this ability to resurrect was simply too far beyond ordinary people's comprehension, even somewhat absurd.
Misir caught the change in Hill's emotions, walked behind Hill, gently embraced her from behind, and buried Hill's head in her chest.
"Hill, take the remaining elites of the clan back. I'll stay."
Hill did not answer, closing her eyes. After a long while, she shook her head: "I want to wait a little longer."
Misir's brows furrowed tightly upon hearing the reply: "Do you think Karl can win? He is very strong, but he is still just a Young Dragon. He has no companions. If he loses and leaves, we cannot resist the Brotherhood."
As time passed, the fall of Wind Chime City and the power of Commander Aisha's Brotherhood spread through the words of escapees.
The Brotherhood's formidable combat strength began to show its fangs. They possessed incredible power, and their soldiers seemed immortal.
This was also Commander Aisha's deliberate intention; she was becoming a banner, attracting Mixed-blood Species to join her.
So she had to win. San Marino City was her stepping stone to a higher level.
The two were naturally irreconcilable.
Initially, Misir was still unwilling to retreat, as the Dark Elf Clan had been planning for decades and felt they could still use Karl to achieve their goals.
But now, with the commotion caused by the Merlin brothers and the Brotherhood stationed outside the city.
Misir felt as if the version had been updated, but the Dark Elf Clan hadn't been invited.
"I don't want to wait anymore." Hill shook her head: "This might be my only chance."
Seeing this, Misir shook her head: "I don't trust him."
Hill looked at Misir's cheek; she had long noticed that Misir disliked Karl intensely.
She could actually understand; they were a couple.
And in order to gain Karl's help, she had been led around like a dog on a rope by Karl.
Hill stood up, reached out her hand, and pressed her body against Misir's, placing Misir's hand on her own chest, her voice very soft: "You will always be the only one in my heart."
Misir felt a hard object through her clothes on her palm; it was the ring Karl had forcibly put on Hill's chest… A strong gushing sound echoed in the room.
Karl turned his head, deftly dodging the stream of water, and slowly released his right hand which had been tightly gripping Fox's slender neck.
Fox's eyes gradually refocused from their blank state, staring blankly at Karl. The intense stimulation of being on the brink of death still left her in a daze.
"It seems you haven't had enough." Karl confirmed his suspicion: Fox had a strong masochistic tendency, and it was severe.
Such a fetish, psychologically, is mostly influenced by the living environment.
However, there is no psychology in the other world.
Fox was merely following a certain instinct, approaching him with her immortal characteristic, which was following an instinct, a desire to be killed by an enemy.
Fox's beautiful eyes gradually regained their clarity.
Before she could speak.
Karl once again gripped her neck, simultaneously aligning his body with the box and thrusting down.
Chapter 75 The Fox is Very Good at It
"Ah, how cruel! Was my expression really that terrifying just now?" Fox lightly turned around, her hands behind her back, her delicate feet stepping on the smooth floor.
Her gaze was fully concentrated on her own corpse in the box.
Her corpse's mouth was wide open, its expression twisted and painful, but strangely, a peculiar smile hung at the corner of its lips.
Fox's eyes flashed with excitement, and she turned to look at Karl: "How did you do that? Can we do it again? I just suddenly died."
Her voice carried a coquettish tone, and her petite body actively sat on Karl's thigh.
Her small, delicate feet dangled, and she rubbed her tail against his chest.
With excitement in her eyes, she lifted his hand and placed it on her neck, signaling him to use force.
Karl felt the slender neck in his palm: "Yes, but it takes a lot of energy. In return, tell me something about yourself."
"Huh? Something about me?" Fox pointed to herself: "Do you really want to know?"
She looked at Karl, a smile in her eyes: "I'm afraid I'll disappoint you. I was brought to Wind Chime City for auction, then a riot broke out there, and then I somehow became a member of the Brotherhood."
As Fox spoke, her body pressed against Karl, her delicate skin against him: "I'm illiterate, I don't understand combat, and I haven't participated in Commander Aisha's decisions, so I don't have the information you're looking for here."
As she spoke, she rubbed her face against Karl's palm, signaling him to hurry up and choke her.
"No, it has nothing to do with Aisha. I'm just simply curious about you." Karl's other hand stroked the girl's slender waist: "I want to understand your past."
He was indeed curious. Fox's mental state was clearly abnormal.
Her fetish was also very strange, even with a strong self-destructive tendency.
From the moment she first appeared, she longed to be killed, and then later attacked and bit him.
Fox seemed to be playing in the human world, indifferent to everything.
"Curious about me?" Fox was stunned for a moment, then laughed: "Hehe~ That's a terrible excuse, but it's okay to tell you."
Her petite body shifted its position in Karl's arms.
"I'm a 'pet'~" Fox looked at the confused expression in Karl's eyes, then, after a moment of stunned silence, suddenly burst into laughter: "Haha~ You don't mean you don't know what a 'pet' is, do you?"
"My experience is limited, I apologize." Karl grabbed one of her delicate feet and held it in his hand, playing with it.
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