I seem to be an evil god
Chapter 296 Torre’s request for help
I'm sorry, it's just me.
~Ahhhhhhh
Hearing this voice, Liu Dao sighed.
"Isn't it better to surrender honestly? If the explosion of strength is really too strong, I'm afraid I will have to kill him."
The old man in white laughed wildly when he heard this. The ice crystals condensed on his body faded away bit by bit. The all-powerful wind blade passed through again, but only caused a small scratch on his skin.
From a distance, a white medicine bottle flew over, and the old man in white smashed it with a punch. Extremely cold air burst out from the broken bottle, and a large white solid crystal condensed in the air. The liquid had completely turned into ice that filled the sky before it even hit the ground.
These pure white ice crystals hit the old man, and several large holes were instantly broken out in the white bear skin coat. The extremely cold temperature caused the fur on the clothing to attract to the ice crystals, and when it came into contact with the ice crystals, it was crushed into extremely fine particles.
Fine ice crystals stuck to the old man's skin, making his whole body look red. Each ice crystal represented a frostbite. Even though the extremely powerful body protection technique had been activated, the old man's body was still affected by the extreme cold. The temperature shivered.
The image of a coiled python suddenly appeared on his body. The old man regained his energy, and the extremely cold ice crystals slowly melted away.
"The cold caused by the potion is nothing more than that. It's better not to use such small means anymore."
The old man snorted coldly, and West, who was standing next to him, sneezed heavily. The coldness was not a big deal to the old man, but it was a fatal temperature for West and several nobles.
This attack was obviously aimed at the old man, but the most seriously injured were West and several nobles who were affected.
"You still have time to care about others? Uncle, you look down on me too much."
Liu Dao's face turned cold. He hated trouble, and he hated people who repeatedly caused trouble.
The temperature created by the apothecary is indeed not as good as the pure cold created by the energy field, but they themselves are more inclined to all-round development.
An emerald green liquid ray and a fiery red liquid ray struck directly. The old man in white was about to dodge, but found that the two rays were also aimed at the two nobles behind him.
"mean!"
The old man shouted softly, and the shadow of the python appeared again. The emerald green liquid ray and the fiery red liquid ray met. The extreme toxin met the extremely high temperature, creating a huge cloud of poisonous mist while exploding.
The old man's eyes narrowed, and he had already felt the intensity of the poisonous mist. At this time, the left arm and chest exposed to the wound had gradually lost consciousness, and the beating of the heart had slowed from 430 beats per minute to 320 beats per minute.
This accurate perception comes from the warrior's absolute control over the body. The slowdown of the heart beat represents the reduction of blood supply. Although the warrior pursues the hidden power of human beings, like other bloodline warriors, blood often represents their strength.
The blood supply speed slows down and the heart's hematopoietic function slows down. All this means that the old man's strength will be greatly reduced.
Drink,,, drink. .
The sound of West's struggle was heard, and the old man turned his head to look, only to find that the other person's heart had stopped beating, and his lungs and stomach were twitching. If you looked carefully, you could see that his respiratory tract was shrinking.
The old man turned around and pointed a finger. This diameter stimulated the opponent's heart, and the remaining strength broke free of the atrophied respiratory tract. West's gasping voice suddenly became thicker, and he kept taking big breaths but could not stop.
The old man stopped caring about him after he ordered it. It was his kindness to be able to save him. As for perfect treatment, he should go to the magician of the Church of Light after the incident.
At this time, Liu Dao has retreated to a sculpture. This sculpture depicts a twisted image of a fisherman. There are tentacles on the sharp harpoon. The long tentacles are wrapped around the forks of the harpoon, making the sharp The blade looks stagnant.
There are webbed feet carved under the fisherman's legs. Liu Dao is sitting on the base of the statue, with his hands on the other's wide webbed feet, like an emperor holding the throne.
The beating speed of the heart was getting slower and slower, and the old man gently hammered his chest with his fist. Although some of the paralyzed muscles were restored, the toxin was still taking effect, and the perception of the body continued to decrease.
The old man understood that he did not have much time left to fight.
At this time, the sculpture hall was still peaceful, and the auras of more than a dozen masters were hidden. The old man's hawk-like eyes looked around, but he could not find the hiding place of each other.
The unique aura of the Master is obviously floating in the venue. The architectural layout of this sculpture museum is not a secret building with hidden rooms. How could the Master's hiding place not be found?
The pain in his body caused the old man to move in unison. The Solid Dragon Throwing Statue he used consumed a lot of energy. The insufficient energy supply had made this domineering technique dissatisfied, and it was actually sucking his life force.
The old man frowned. Ever since he learned this secret technique, he had never experienced such an embarrassing battle situation. Naturally, he did not know the consequences of this secret technique.
It can actually absorb the user's life force to supplement it. What kind of evil technique is this?
The old man frowned. The current situation no longer allowed him to think about anything else. Seven or eight noble youths had already become stiff due to inhaling excessive toxins. There was also a group of visitors who did not know the details and were watching eagerly. He had to make a decision.
The old man took a deep breath, looked at Liu Dao with a regretful look, turned around, and gave up the best target at his fingertips, instead facing the door of the sculpture gallery.
"Isn't it too late to run away now?"
Liu Dao, who was sitting on the throne, asked softly, but the old man would not answer the question. His already paralyzed muscles were contracting, and all the blood in his body rushed to the surface of his skin.
Along with this great physical change, Liu Dao also felt the huge energy aura rising from the opponent's body. At this time, the master-level expert hiding in the dark reported back to Liu Dao that the opponent was condensing energy. Strong spiritual will.
Is this a stunt?
Liu Dao's eyes flashed. The previous Earthly Dragons and the others knew little about the master level. The memories of the 13 masters summoned from the combatant cemetery had also been washed away. The masters under him needed this precious battle. experience.
The other party's body has turned towards the door of the sculpture gallery. This blow was probably not aimed at me. Although it may be deliberately confusing me, the danger is still within the tolerable range.
If the sculpture hall is opened by him, I will lose these small nobles and gain great hostility from the noble council. If someone provokes it, it is likely that the entire city will turn against me.
The benefits of letting the old man unleash this move are also obvious. Although the 13 new masters have lost their memory, their physical instincts are still contained in their bodies. As long as this move can guide them in the direction, it is likely that they will be able to remember again. Use those powerful and terrifying moves.
Liu Dao recalled President Nazha's unique skills in his mind, the kind of power that destroyed several hectares of land in an instant and directly caused Vivian to be seriously injured and dying. He had longed for it for a long time.
There are both risks and benefits, how should I choose?
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