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Luigi stood aside, witnessing his brother Mario's rage, and his own emotions began to rise, influenced by his brother's excitement. In a moment, Luigi seemed to be moved by this emotion, angrily shouting, "You idiot! You better not talk nonsense to me!" His voice was deafening, filling the air with anger.
Slowpoke was so frightened by this sudden roar that it curled up directly into its shell, as if the thin shell could bring it a sense of security. Under this immense pressure, Slowpoke could only choose to escape, deeply afraid that any of its words could become the fuse that ignites Mario and Luigi's anger. This fear prevented it from making any response, leaving it to seek a bit of peace within its own shell.
Luigi's anger has not subsided. He reached out and grabbed the slowly curling turtle shell, shaking it vigorously. The turtle was tossed around inside the shell, unable to resist this sudden burst of violence. Luigi's face was filled with anger and impatience as he continued to shake and loudly reprimand, "Get out of there, you crybaby!" His voice echoed through the ruins of the battlefield, carrying irresistible commands and contempt.
This behavior filled the turtle with unprecedented fear and despair. Trapped inside the shell, he could only passively endure the torment. Luigi's roar and the impact within the shell combined to create a scene that was truly heart-wrenching. The turtle's fear reached its peak, unable to comprehend how it had ended up in such a hopeless situation, silently praying for the nightmare to end.
Under the relentless shaking of Luigi, Slowpoke slowly endured unprecedented torment inside its shell. The stomach acid churned like turbulent waves, violently crashing against its stomach wall, bringing unbearable nausea. This extreme physical discomfort made it impossible for Slowpoke to continue hiding within its hard shell. Finally, under the pressure of the impending eruption, Slowpoke weakly poked its head out, revealing a pale and anguished face.
Its eyes were filled with helplessness and pain, its complexion ashen, as if the suppressed stomach acid could erupt at any moment. In this moment, facing Luigi's cold and indifferent countenance, Slowpoke felt deep despair. Its appearance was not due to courage or a will to resist, but a bodily instinctive reaction, a helpless choice in an extreme state. At that moment, Slowpoke's vulnerability and sorrow were completely exposed to the two brothers and the surrounding soldiers.
Luigi had a devilish grin on his face, his eyes staring viciously at the pale face of Slowpoke due to fear. Meanwhile, Mario was burning with anger, his brows furrowed and his gaze sharp as a knife. Under this pressure, Slowpoke had reached his limit. Trembling, he finally couldn't bear the turmoil in his heart and vomited. Seeing this, Mario couldn't help but frown, showing some disgust at the scene.
At the same time, Luigi seemed to be satisfied with this, a wicked smile on his face, as if this was the result he wanted to see. His smile was full of cruelty and mockery, as if Slowpoke's pain had become a source of joy for him. At this moment, the attitudes of the two brothers formed a sharp contrast, Mario's anger and Luigi's mockery, together highlighting the cruelty and indifference on the battlefield. Slowpoke's miserable condition became another proof of the cruelty of this war.
After slowly and painfully finishing vomiting, his whole body soaked in cold sweat, he appeared even weaker and more helpless. At this moment, Mario's voice sounded cold and harsh, filled with disdain: "Finished vomiting? You useless piece of trash." This sentence pierced into the already frozen heart of Slowpoke like ice, taking his fear to a new level.
Trembling with fear, Slowpoke tried to regain a shred of dignity, but Mario didn't give him the chance. Mario violently kicked him to the ground, the force and anger causing Slowpoke an unprecedented level of pain. "Tell me more about the bottomless black hole," Mario's voice was filled with anger and impatience, his patience exhausted, wanting to quickly extract the information he needed from the creature he saw as useless.
Slowly, the turtle fell to the ground, feeling intense pain from Mario's kick. However, compared to the inner fear, the physical pain was almost negligible. Facing Mario's almost insane rage, Slowly Turtle knew that any hesitation could lead to even more inhumane treatment. His heart was filled with despair, but he also understood that the only way out was to satisfy Mario's demands as much as possible.
Slowly Turtle's voice trembled, and every word seemed to carry his fear and confusion: "I... I saw with my own eyes, my brothers in front of me one second talking to someone, and the next... as if they suddenly fell into the ground, and then they were gone... I don't know what happened, but... the fact is that it happened..." His eyes were lost and desperate, as if recalling that scene made him feel the same unknown terror.
In the slow turtle's narrative, Mario and Luigi exchanged a glance, both seeing shock and disbelief in each other's eyes. This supernatural phenomenon, even after countless fantastic and perilous adventures, still made them feel a hint of unknown fear.
"The whole person suddenly disappeared..." This sentence echoed in the air. Slow Turtle's description was not just a record, but more like a wake-up call to this sudden disaster. This was not just what the Koopa Army encountered. From Slow Turtle's words, Mario realized that this might be the unknown threat that the entire Mushroom Kingdom was about to face.
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