hunter rule

Zhao Guangli's face was stern, his eyes moved slightly as he looked at the twitching rotten flesh on the ground in front of him.

"It's very interesting. No matter how you look at it, this guy is a completely ordinary person, but he can actually possess extraordinary power comparable to a high-level professional trainee... Is this the power of faith?"

Zhao Guangli moved his fingers gently, and the minced meat on the ground was trembling and slowly reuniting.

"oh?"

Zhao Guangli clapped his hands with interest.

Resurrection from the dead.

Is it similar to my own [suspended death] ability?

When facing Song Tingyu, Zhao Guangli used the effect of feigning death for the second time. The result was that his curse power increased rapidly. The advantage was that the curse power was rich and could improve his combat ability. However,

The bad thing is... the curse is revived, one step ahead of schedule.

The first thing that appeared was Tuwu's pair of scarlet eyeballs, which were full of enthusiasm, as if they were trying to gather everything into the great Kingdom of Night Crow God.

Flesh and blood come together and come to life like a puzzle piece.

"Boy, in the legend, human beings who are favored by unknown beings may obtain such resurrection ability under very rare chances... No wonder this Wuding cultist will appear in the confinement room of Tianqiyuan. It seems... Religion

Those weird old guys at the institute are really interested in such creatures."

Su Lin stretched out his tentacles and swayed slightly: "Interesting, really interesting."

"You... are very strong."

Tu Wu's long hair covered his face, and his thin face was almost distorted, with a strange luster: "It is stronger than those trash before, but recently the great King of Wuding, Night Crow God gave

with my new revelation.”

"I am strong again, and I will become stronger and stronger..."

Tu Wu used his slender fingers to break the cursed pyramid growing out of his flesh, and an extremely terrifying smile appeared on his face.

Above the eyeballs, the mark of the night crow becomes more and more obvious.

Boom!

Zhao Guangli's mood fluctuated slightly.

"Tsk...it's also a curse."

"The rumored Wuding Sect [Night Crow God] also seems to have some power over the curse."

A sneer appeared at the corner of Zhao Guangli's mouth. With a wave of his right hand, countless cursed threads penetrated into Tu Wu's eyeballs: "[The emblem of the Night Crow God], my heart is only longing for this thing."

Poof!

The power of the solidified curse uprooted Tu Wu's eyeballs.

"Ahhhhhhhh..."

Tu Wu whirled in the corridor with a shrill scream.

Zhao Guangli was used to such bloody scenes. After all, the other party was an anomaly and the blood on his body seemed to be pure black, which made it easier for him to accept it.

"Eh..."

Su Lin looked troubled.

Zhao Guangli coughed: "This thing seems to be able to enhance my curse power, and can be digested as a kind of alien energy. Although it looks disgusting, it is indeed a good thing."

Zhao Guangli retracted his fingers and his eyeballs hovered above his fingertips.

The eyeballs engraved with the [Night Crow God Emblem] exude abnormal and mysterious power.

"How...how is it possible!"

"This is the power given to me by the gods... not even the night watchers can take it away from you!"

Tu Wu covered his right eyeball and his voice was extremely shrill.

"oh?"

Zhao Guangli looked at his eyes, his eyes lazily filled with amusement.

The aura of void and uncertainty formed a giant maggot from behind Zhao Guangli.

"The great [Maggot of Uncertainty]!"

"Kill me this blasphemous monster!"

"I will praise you with articles and poems!"

Zhao Guangli played with the eyeballs in his hands, seemingly not seeing the maggot behind him with its bloody mouth open.

"I probably understand what's going on."

boom.

From Zhao Guangli's back, several dark, sticky tentacles stretched out, directly crushing the disgusting-looking [Indefinite Maggot].

"What did you find?" Su Lin rarely came out to exercise his muscles. After all, he was bored in the core of the crossbow.

Tu Wu, who was lying on the ground, opened his bloodshot eyes wide at this moment, as if he had seen some incredible scene.

Zhao Guangli slowly put on the coat he took out from the Sulin Exhibition Hall.

This is the trophy obtained from Song Tingyu.

【Undefinite Armor】.

"This clothing is said to be the standard clothing that could only be worn by senior leaders of Wuding Sect before the historical gap. It has strong abnormal resistance and attribute improvement, and it seems to be attractive to [The Emblem of the Night Crow God]."

Zhao Guangli arranged his clothes with a lazy expression on his face.

"God... Lord God Envoy!"

"Lord God Envoy!"

Tu Wu suddenly changed his face at this moment, and his face was full of excitement and absolute joy: "You have a strong smell of God. Did God bring instructions?"

Zhao Guangli stood condescendingly, wearing a black shirt and looking calm.

It seems that this abnormal believer does not have the ability to communicate directly with the god he serves, or the [Night Crow God] has died due to some circumstances, but this is unlikely. According to intelligence,

The agent demon [Wuding Night Crow], who represents the token of the Wuding sect, has appeared in the [Holy Tree Courtyard], which only proves one thing.

Wuding sect is making a resurgence.

This had nothing to do with Zhao Guangli. With a move of his finger, Tu Wu's eyeballs exploded instantly, and the [Emblem of the Night Crow God] was instantly absorbed into Zhao Guangli's body and turned into a cursed energy source.

The high-level demon's heart instantly activated, suppressing the remaining abnormal telepathy.

Tu Wu didn't show any dissatisfaction. He kept kowtowing on the ground and murmuring something.

"I just entered the solitary room to clean up, nothing else."

Zhao Guangli said in a low voice.

Tuwu stopped kowtowing at this moment and crawled into his room, taking out mops, buckets and other items.

"Lord Divine Envoy...Lord Divine Envoy!"

"This little thing can be done by me, who is as humble as an ant."

"I will keep thinking of poems and articles to praise you during the cleanup period!"

No wonder I didn’t find the cleaning tools. It turned out to be inside the room...

Zhao Guangli looked at Tu Wu's attentive appearance and thought in his mind.

"Cleaning should refer to cleaning the inside of the room where anomalies like Tuwu are kept. This proves that the cleaners must deal with the anomalies in all the rooms on the first floor. If you are not careful, you will die on the spot.

.”

Zhao Guangli smiled, took out the fantasy gloves from his pocket and put them on.

"Picture without."

"Yes... yes."

The thin man used his hands and feet to kneel down humbly in front of Zhao Guangli.

"There's no rush in cleaning your room now. I'm actually very interested in the anomalies like you in the solitary room."

Zhao Guangli stretched out his finger, and a strange [Night Crow Emblem] appeared on his fingertips: "It is indeed an indescribable power. Even the hunter's curse cannot be completely transformed..."

"And there is an inexplicable voice in my heart, asking me to dedicate my flesh and blood to the majestic God."

"As expected, are you trying to subtly convert me into a [Wu Ding Cultist]?"

Zhao Guangli clenched his right hand into a fist, and the [Night Crow Emblem] faded away instantly.