What happened next surprised even Flanders. This mother actually knelt on the ground.
"I beg you to let my daughter go. As long as you let her go, I'll do anything you want me to do."
The mother's begging not only shocked Flanders, but also her daughter.
Although the mother had always endured her husband's violence for her daughter's sake.
But the daughter had hatred and resentment towards the mother. She did not need to be good to the father at all.
The young her did not have the ability to calmly think and analyze.
Easily confused and unable to see the essence of the matter, she subconsciously regarded her mother as the kind of weak person who did not dare to resist.
She would have thought, 'ah, if the mother was not so weak, would things not be like this?'
'Ah, if the mother who said she loved me could resist my father and take me somewhere else to live, would things be different now?"
Such thoughts.
After all, it was not impossible for a child to have such thoughts. It was more appropriate to say that such thoughts were genuine.
And most importantly, because men sometimes hit their daughters, the mother never stood up for her at such times.
This made the child feel that the mother was a hypocrite.
She said that she loved her, but she never stood up to protect her.
But she did not know that at the beginning, the mother would stand up to protect her.
But when she found that every time she stood up, her husband would hit her harder and harder. Not only did the injuries on her daughter not decrease, but they also increased. After that, she never stood up in front of her daughter again.
The effect was also very obvious. Without her involvement, her husband began to feel that hitting her daughter was meaningless.
From then on, he hit her less often. Even before he died, it had been a long time since he had used violence on his daughter.
These were undoubtedly things that made his mother feel lucky that she discovered it early and that she was lucky for her actions.
As for being estranged from her daughter, being blamed and ostracized by her daughter, she could understand it.
Although her heart ached, as long as she could protect her daughter, she was willing to accept her even if it meant that.
"What an interesting family."
Flanders spoke again. He looked at the woman kneeling down at him with a playful expression.
"If you're looking for an opportunity to draw your sword, I advise you to stop thinking about it."
When the woman retreated just now, not only was she not far away from her dead husband, she was even closer to him.
This was actually not in line with the woman's thoughts.
But there was no other way because the weapon that could give her a sense of security and protect her daughter was still on the man's body.
And the woman's current behavior made her hand even closer to the bone scraping knife.
Flanders was very clear about the woman's thoughts.
But he did not have the intention to continue attacking.
Because, the moment the woman knelt down, he heard the system's notification sound.
[Detected strange creature egg that can be subdued. Do you want to subdue it?]
[Yes/No]
Strange creature egg. Was this what attracted Flanders?
If Flanders did not misunderstand, this strange creature egg should be referring to something that could give birth to a strange creature, something like an egg.
Why would such a thing be attractive to him?
Flanders did not quite understand. This might require Sword Apophis to help him resolve his doubts.
But since this news had appeared, Flanders naturally had no reason to reject it.
Flanders was also very curious. What would happen if he accepted it?
"Yes."
The next moment, a strange feeling came from the woman's abdomen.
Dong! Dong!
Flanders seemed to have heard someone's heartbeat.
Dong! Dong!
Flanders suddenly looked outside and then saw that it was pitch black outside.
It could not be said that it was pitch black, but all the scenery outside the courtyard had disappeared.
It was as if the entire area had been separated.
What exactly would happen?
Flanders was very curious. He was not in a hurry to kill anyone.
After all, she could not run away. If he lost something by killing someone now, he would feel much worse.
It was not a big deal to wait a little longer.
At this moment, a familiar feeling surfaced in Flanders's heart.
This was... a Domain. There was no mistake. This feeling was just like a Domain.
No, it was that this place was turning into a Domain.
But was there really such a thing as directly cutting away from reality and transforming it into a Domain?
Flanders did not know. He did not know much about these things.
But now that the reality was in front of him, he could just pretend that it existed.
As for whether or not he had accidentally entered another Domain.
As the master of the Domain of Fear, the answer was impossible, unless it was a strange creature like the death bus.
Otherwise, if other existences wanted to pull him into their own Domain, he would definitely be able to feel it.
If it was someone else, being pulled in would mean that they were really being pulled in.
It was the same logic as a family bringing cats, dogs, bugs, and the like back home from the outside.
People did not need the consent of others to bring these things back to their own homes, nor did they need the consent of the pets themselves.
However, if a person wanted to invite another person to their own home, unless they wanted to carry out such a violent method like kidnapping, they would need to ask the other party for permission.
Even if Flanders's strength was not as powerful as the other masters of Domains, as a Master of a Domain, he was on the same level as those existences in terms of status.
He had the right to refuse.
Even if he was on guard, he could escape to his own Domain first, thus avoiding the enemy's pursuit and avoiding being forced.
At this moment, this family's courtyard, including the people were all changing.
Gray energy appeared around him, occasionally drifting into Flanders's body.
After sensing that this energy did not have any negative effects on his body, and instead strengthened him, Flanders did not resist.
Sweeping his gaze across the family, fat pig, who had been lying on the ground, stood up again. His body had undergone a huge change.
The hair on his body began to grow crazily. As it grew longer, it also became thicker and harder.
Not only that, his skin began to turn red, and his body began to expand.
Sharp fangs extended from the corner of his mouth, and his nose became bigger and turned upwards.
Flanders watched the entire process of the change. A dead man not only stood up, but also seemed to have turned into a pig.
"Wild boar... man?"
