Chapter 1361: Gold battery

Crick seemed to be very cautious about the dragon attacking the Pioneer Camp, but she didn't doubt Robben at all, or the priority of handling things has not reached the step of doubting Robben.レm♠思♥路♣客レ
What Crick is worried about is the movement of the dragons.
"If the dragon race really joins forces with the demons, then we will be very passive. Those guys are much stronger than those witches, and they can come and go in the extremely high sky, and they can also directly attack. This is what makes us The warrior’s helpless opponent."
Inside the Pioneer Tent, Crick walked around anxiously, "From the attack that permeated the demon aura just now, there might be demon in this attack..."
Crick suddenly stopped, his eyebrows frowned, "That's not the powerful power that ordinary demons can have, I'm afraid...it's the female demon, if so...that is to say, the dragons have completely fallen to the demons, it. !"
"My Lord Ares, the casualties have been counted." Suddenly, Fret's voice came out of the book. ..
"Read!"
"Death, zero! Minor injuries..." Fleet had only said a few words, and Crick had already interrupted him, "What did you say? There was no death?"
Fleet replied in a solemn voice: "Yes, Lord of War, those magics fell from a high altitude, the accuracy is very poor, and most of them fell into the lake, and later concentrated on attacking you, the camp actually received no damage, just the lightning in the fall. With some dead grass and tents."
Crick nodded, "Finally there is good news, what about the others?"
"Seriously one hundred and thirty-two, no life-threatening, five hundred and sixty-seven minor injuries, 304 damage to the tent, and the rest are minor losses. It doesn't matter."
"I see, go!"
"Yes!"
When Fleet left, Crick sneered, "These stupid reptiles, even if they are attacked, are only to this extent. If you didn't jump out to obstruct them at the end today, I would definitely cut them off!"
Robben looked at Crick worriedly and said, "I'm afraid that after you cut them off, the soldiers of the Pioneer Battalion will not only have this casualty."
Crick frowned, but did not refute.
"Your power was originally swelling too quickly. You should try to control it. You have promised me this, but when it comes, you force this force to break through. You know that once you cross the bottom line in your situation , Will there be no room to look back at all?"
Crick hummed and turned his face and said, "I know my situation. Don't be so alarmist."
"I know your situation very well. If you really break the limit today, I promise you will have no retreat!"
Crick looked back at Robben coldly. His eyes were full of coldness, and Robben looked sighingly, looking back at him with a rarely ugly face, without any intention of giving in.
The two looked at each other for three full minutes, the corner of Crick's eyes shook slightly, and he turned his face again. Annoyed, said: "I see! Don't look at me with that look, I'm not a fool, I will pay attention next time!"
Robben said in a deep voice: "Crick, you have no next time. The power urge this time has caused the power in your body to skyrocket again. From today on, not only can you not ignore the growth of this power, but also You have to work hard to restrain it. I am not alarmist, and I don’t want to insult your IQ, but you have to think about it carefully. In fact... you have already begun to be affected by this power of mania and irritability. Rick, absolutely will not put himself in a dangerous situation because of that situation, and put all the fighters in the vanguard as a bet."
"I didn't use them as a bet!" Crick couldn't help but exclaimed.
Robben immediately said loudly: "In case your power goes out of control! It only takes a blink of an eye, and these soldiers will be dead everywhere!"
Crick shook slightly, his breathing suddenly rose, his chest was constantly rising and falling, his face flushed, and God looked very excited.
"Crick! Remember, you are yourself, even if your physique is easy to integrate all kinds of power, but you are yourself first, if you can't do this, you are not Crick! I can call you A certain kind of bright vindictiveness can also call you the power of cursing, or anything else!"
Crick stared at Robben, trembling slightly, unable to speak a word.
"The power I entered into your body at that time will temporarily suppress the violent power, but then you have to rely on yourself. From now on I have to start to guard you because I don’t know when you will suddenly go crazy. , And then attack all surrounding targets that can be attacked."
The bloodline on Crick's forehead was prominent, "Do you think...I will become like you?"
Robben shook his head and said solemnly, "I don't think you will become like me. I have been attacked by the power of the curse for a long time, but until now I still control it very well. I have overcome the madness of power. A sense of thirst, overcoming the bloodthirsty impulse, and even when I felt that I might fail, I never gave up. I tried my best to restrain this power and become myself, but you...not so. ."
Looking at Robben, an unforgettable hatred suddenly appeared in Crick’s eyes, "Really? You think so..."
Robben didn’t know why Crick’s eyes were suddenly filled with such solemn hatred, but Robben had a feeling that this hatred, this resentment bursting from the depths of his soul, was not directed at himself. .
"Crick, no matter what you say, you want to stay awake and live... you have to!"
Crick slowly calmed down, his clenched fists gradually loosened, walked back to his seat and sat down, let out a sigh of relief, and slowly put his legs on the table, "I also want to be well Live..."
Robben also felt that his face was too ugly today. Although Crick was indeed a bit impulsive, but... I have to say that she was a total victim, and the author of herself had no position to preach to him.
"Crick, your strength has risen too much. You have to control recently, and you must do your best. No matter what you want to do, you must first survive soberly. Can you agree to this?"
Crick glanced at Robben, "It seems...you care more about my own affairs than I do."
"I just think you have another way out and be more optimistic."
Creek smiled softly, "Any other way out? If that's the case, I really should thank the gods, and in this case, I can still give me a new way."
"Crick, if you don't believe it yourself... there is absolutely no way to succeed."
He waved his hand gently, seeming to want to get rid of the annoying thing in front of him, Crick said: "Okay, I know. Although I didn't hold too much hope, I didn't give up. I am still me. I... I have to go back. I can't be the first God of War in the God Realm who died unjustly on the human continent. I am afraid that I will become a laughing stock in the future."
Raising his eyebrows, Crick blinked. It seems to be a little more spiritual. "I won't say anything in advance. Do you have any thoughts about this dragon attack?"
"I think that since the dragon attacked us openly, it is almost a fact that they and the demons joined forces. We should have one more powerful enemy in the future, so... you absolutely must live well. Otherwise, we will destroy ourselves. ."
Crick spread his hands out, "Okay, okay, I see... I did not think about it too much this time, but you shouldn't be endless like a woman. You are not my mother!"
Robben felt helpless when he heard these words. The woman spoke easily, and... Didn't she think that she was also a woman? Why are you so concerned about what you saw...
"But..." Crick stared at Robben and said with a smile, "Even if I really had an accident, I suddenly felt that it might not affect anything to a large extent."
"Don't say you want to die immediately."
Crick laughed, "I mean... now we at least have a weird, but powerful vanguard. Even if we can't break the demons, self-protection should be fine."
"I don't think so."
"But I think this is the truth, my pioneer! I never seem to have seen your true strength. This time you suddenly rushed into the air to stop me. I didn't expect anyone to have this ability. At that time... I don't have the ability to fight back."
"Your power is still very weak compared to before, and even if this evil force skyrocketed, you can't use it when you don't use it freely."
Crick smiled again, "Is it, okay, I will take it for the time being, anyway, regardless of the result, this is not a bad thing, then... what are you going to do next?"
"Next?" Robben stunned for a moment.
"Yes, next, that is, immediately, right away! What we should do, now we have been resting for a period of time, and we have received sufficient supplies. After the soldiers are in a very state, it is unexpected that the dragon suddenly Become our enemy, then the next attack plan may be adjusted. Do you have any suggestions for this?"
This woman is actually consulting herself for advice, this kind of thing is rare.
"Hmm..." Robben thought for a while, and finally his gaze fell on Crick's face, "You... can you fight in your current state?"
Crick frowned slightly, his face showing a bit of struggle and hesitation, "Maybe...no, that force has indeed begun to riot, and I need a little time to suppress it."
"A little bit of time, but even if it is suppressed, it will take a while to re-use this power within a controllable range?"
Crick was a little anxious, but he nodded, "Perhaps... so it is."
It's rare for this woman to honestly admit the disadvantages caused by her own fault... Robben felt that this change was not bad, at least he wouldn't have to fight like a quarrel in the future.
Robben came to the table and sat down, tentatively stretched out his hand, "Can you?"
Crick glanced at Robben's hand, looked at it for a long time, snorted, and put a foot on Robben's hand while turning his face away.
Robben was so angry that he thought that this woman had turned a little bit, but he didn't expect it to be as bad as before.
"Master of War, if you use your feet...it's not convenient." Robben glanced at the jīng leather boots in front of him.
Crick said coldly: "For a man like you, I don't want you to touch my body too much."
Robben felt helpless, "Master of War, your leather boots are not only made of the fur of rare beasts in the gods, they have good toughness and puncture resistance, and they also have quite powerful magic resistance. They are reinforced by magic blessings. , You want me to use magical powers through this kind of magic props. Isn't this a plan to exhaust me?"
Crick was very impatient. He folded his feet together again, rubbing up and down very skillfully. One boot was already stepped on by the other, and Robben was stunned. He took off his boots and fell to Luo again. This hand.
How can this movement be so skillful... Does this woman take off her boots every day? Robben is very suspicious that his thoughts are facts. It seems...no lady who behaves cautiously takes off her boots like this...
Grasping Crick’s feet, Robben reluctantly activated his magic power into Crick’s body. Begin to explore the specific situation of her soul fire.
However, before Robben sank into Crick's sea of ​​consciousness, Crick suddenly changed. In Robben's surprise, Crick suddenly withdrew his feet and looked at Robben with embarrassment.
Robben was taken aback. The divine power was condensed into a bunch, turned into a ball of light and returned to the body.
Watching Crick frantically start putting on his boots. Robben suddenly couldn't help laughing. This woman is still a woman after all.
Speaking of it, a woman’s feet are in a special position. When the soles of the feet are held in the hands of men, it’s easy to feel shy and avoidant. I am afraid that this woman had a hard time supporting her face, but she didn’t want this result...
After putting on his boots, Crick's face was a little uncomfortable. It can be seen that Robben has an innocent look, and he hates himself, indeed...this is the one who came to him...
"Hurry up! I still have something to do!" Without saying more, Crick put his hand in Robben angrily.
Robben tried his best to hold back his laugh. Re-entered the magical power into Crick's body.
Previously, he had only suppressed the violent power inside Crick, and there was no time to check the specific situation. This time he sank into Crick's sea of ​​consciousness, Robben saw another worrying sight in the fire of the soul.
The fire of Crick’s soul was slightly deformed. Almost everyone’s soul fire was sinking in the deepest part of the sea of ​​consciousness, representing the state of the soul and some of the most original things of life.
This little flame-like thing almost never changes, because even if it goes through strange things, the essence of life will not change.
But the fire of Crick’s soul has not only become dark and huge, but now even the appearance has begun to change a bit. It is no longer a quietly burning flame, but now there is nothing visible from the appearance, but there is one thing What can be confirmed is that the power of the curse has further eroded Crick’s soul.
Withdrawing from Crick's body, Robben let go of his hand, Crick retracted his hand as quickly as possible, "How is it, better and worse than you expected?"
"Not good, but not the worst."
"Oh, I should be lucky to say that."
Robben’s face is not as relaxed as Crick’s, "The situation is naturally getting worse, and your strength must have increased, but this is not a good thing. I think from now on, more will come from the depths of your soul. A strong desire for power, Crick, I want you to understand that this is the most critical moment. If you can survive this period, then there is hope for everything. If you can’t, then you will have no Use this power limit until it burns you to ashes!"
Even if Crick listened to Robben's words, he didn't seem to be anxious, his fingers tapped on the table rhythmically, "What you said is pretty sophisticated! So you successfully survived this period. ."
"That's it."
"Oh... so is there any experience to teach?" Crick asked with a smile.
Robben frowned and said: "There is no experience, the only thing that can tell you is persistence... This will be a kind of suffering, but it may happen at any time, and some strange characteristics will appear when your strength grows to this stage. Xìng, when you face something, the urge to use this power will be very strong, and that feeling can hardly be contained."
"Weird...special?" Crick looked puzzled. "What's weird?"
"I also asked you before. Recently, you... should have some strange ideas that are very different from before and completely irrelevant to your original will. This is the curse of your power."
"Completely irrelevant ideas..." Crick looked very confused.
Robben thought for a moment, but he still admitted directly, and said: "For example, when this power begins to expand, this evil force will attract some strange wills. It can be said that it is a kind of condensed after my own strength has grown. Naturally it is xìng, and my...is the thirst for flesh and blood."
"Flesh?" Crick brows, "What does this mean?"
"You don’t know this power. I mean it’s very simple. You have seen my power transform into an entity. It is probably the appearance of a fierce beast, or one of them, and as the host of this power, I will also be affected by this kind of power. When this kind of power begins to swell rapidly. My soul is severely eroded, and I myself will turn into a devil, thirsting for hot blood and raw meat."
Crick was taken aback, couldn't help standing up and taking a step back, exclaiming: "You...you swallow other creatures?"
Robben tried his best to look calm. "Yes, to be exact. It is true. And... I long for the flesh and blood of higher intelligent beings."
Crick's face suddenly disappeared. "You...you actually..."
"It's terrible... isn't it? It was originally a companion around me, but in a blink of an eye I became a demon who would devour you alive." Robben laughed at himself, "However, thankfully, I haven't What caused serious casualties."
Crick’s eyes almost shrunk a little, "Large casualties? That is to say... you have done it. Right?"
Robben felt that his hands seemed to be trembling slightly, so he had to clasp his hands tightly together, tightly, and then said: "Yes. Once there was an enemy standing in front of me. I madly killed her and swallowed her. It’s only once, but it’s true. Fortunately... this incident has a good result, and my guilt has alleviated a lot."
"Good results? How can there be good results!?" Crick couldn't believe it.
Robben chuckled slightly, "I may not be able to tell you the specific process, but the final result of this incident is indeed not bad, and because of that incident, I began to suffer from deep fear, guilt, and indescribable pressure. I, and after I walked out of that yīn shadow, I dare to say this to you now, because I am now considered a winner. I have successfully suppressed the influence of this power on me, and I have inherited it to a large extent. This kind of power gives me a powerful boost."
Crick was surprised, "After that...you didn't do it again, again..."
"No!" Robben shook his head, "Of course, it is very difficult, but my wife has given me great encouragement, and now I am very moved when thinking about it. For this reason, I have achieved success. I can now say with certainty that I have To a large extent, I have controlled the growth of this kind of power. If I no longer actively break the limit, I think I can still live to the limit of my life quietly without being forced to desperate by this kind of power."
Crick slowly stretched out his hand and gathered in front of Robben, "When you see this fresh flesh and blood in front of you, completely undefended, will you no longer have the urge to bloodthirsty?"
Robben smiled softly, "It's a beautiful hand. If I can, I want to kiss it as a salute, but I'm not interested in taking a few bites."
Crick immediately withdrew his hand, sat down with a bit of suspicion on his face, frowning and whispered: "Is it really possible to overcome... Well, it turns out that Rosie sometimes...well, until now she It's okay, which means..."
Robben was slightly embarrassed and coughed softly, "It will be overcome, but I don't know what your power form is now, but I found that your power activation form is completely different from mine. My power is inspired like a raging fire. It’s the same, but yours seems to be water flowing, and if it has obvious characteristics... I’m afraid it’s a precursor."
"I don't want to try what it's like to bite..." Crick's eyes were still full of guard.
"I don’t think so, but it’s definitely not as simple as just drinking cold water. You’d better pay attention to it. If possible, I’ll also find some information to see if I can find out your situation. Oh! correct!"
Robben suddenly remembered something, "Since you know something about this power, then... don't you know your own situation?"
Crick shook his head directly, "This ancient forbidden power is scarcely recorded anywhere, and I only remember the record of the beast from time to time. Others have almost no impression."
Looks very alert to Robben, but when talking about his own affairs, Crick seems to have become lighthearted again, "But I will pay attention, and even if something happens, I will be patient. Anyway, I will not be like you. I want to eat people that way, so I feel at ease."
Robben was a bit speechless.
Crick put his bipod on the table again and hugged his shoulders and said: "I know this too. The troubles are really one after another. Forget it, let’s talk about something else first, about you. What did Ya say about that golden scepter?"
The topic of this woman is changing too quickly...
Seeing that Crick didn’t want to talk about her, Robben was somewhat helpless. He replied,
Except for almost cutting off my head. He didn’t say much, and I didn’t ask, because I think you should understand. Everything is up."
Crick was slightly surprised, "Didn't Ya give you anything in particular?"
"No."
"Oh..." Crick nodded clearly, "Sure enough. Ya really trusts you. Although this thing is also a magical tool of our Protoss. But it really looks like an evil thing when used. After appearing in history, they will be strictly controlled. I didn't expect Ya to leave it to you with such confidence."
"This...maybe I didn't see much to say, and Ya was not prepared."
"Huh! Ya is not as stupid as you. Even if you die, you must explain this kind of thing clearly and control it. The time in history when this golden scepter appeared was not dead or injured. Several times, it caused tragedies in the God Realm. ."
Robben silently took out the golden scepter and put it on the table, saying, "Does this thing have any decent effect? ​​It will directly burn the lives of others. Although this is not much different from killing others, But... this is more threatening, and also more terrifying. I think this thing can't distinguish the enemy from ourselves when it is generating momentum."
Crick looked at the golden scepter lying quietly on the table, his voice was slightly heavy, "This thing is naturally controllable, but...it seems to be very limited. In the information I got, once this thing When it is fully activated, it will no longer have the effect of being controlled. All the creatures around it will be affected, and its vitality will rapidly decay. No one has escaped its poisonous hand."
"Anything else?"
"What?" Crick was stunned. "What else?"
Robben picked up the golden scepter and said thoughtfully: "In fact, I have been thinking recently, what is this thing? Why does it have such an effect? ​​Its origin, what is its true body? Why are there so many Variety?"
"Later I had a guess." Robben suddenly looked at Crick and said, "Perhaps, this is like a creature, happy, angry, sad, laughing and cursing, always changing, always in a different state."
"Change... is its essence, is there any problem with this?"
"And...is the statement of burning vitality really correct?" Robben's tone was full of doubt.
"what do you mean?"
Robben pondered, "I think, the record of this thing, that is, when it is activated, the vitality of the surrounding creatures will rapidly decay, and death... is that it?"
"Yes, of course it is."
"I have never heard of any magic or means that can burn the vitality of other creatures, and there doesn't seem to be a strange power circulating in the spirits in the God Realm and the Devil Realm. There is a unique insight into vitality in this power. "
"What the are you talking about?" Crick looked puzzled.
Robben said slowly; "There is a kind of magic among the jīng spirits of the human continent, which is based on the induction of the soul and the call of the spiritual aura of life. The jīng spirits call it life magic."
"Life Magic?"
"Yes, they use this to communicate with other creatures, to communicate with the natural environment, to talk to the souls of their ancestors, to promote the growth of animals and plants, and to control the beasts of the forest. There are many wonderful places."
"You seem to know... well?"
Robben was stunned, "Ah...I have lived in the human continent and have had a lot of contact with jīng spirits. I was fortunate enough to learn this magic, so I know a little bit more."
Crick didn't seem to doubt anything, and continued to ask: "But what does this mean?"
"In this kind of strange magic, there are many understandings and explanations of life, and there are also many explanations about the original power of life. Life energy is the guarantee for the survival of the creature. When the life energy is exhausted, the creature will usher in death. , And this kind of life energy contains many things, including the origin of life we ​​obtain from our parents, the food that we later rely on for growth, or we cultivate ourselves to gain powerful strength to strengthen our life origin. These can become our life source. Life energy."
Crick looked uninterested, "Hey... I don't want to hear you explain so much, I just want to know about the golden scepter."
"That's what I'm talking about... Vitality will change a lot as we grow, especially those of us who can practice powerful power. It can be said that when an ordinary warrior burns all the vitality, the life force will be shortened. It broke out in a short time, that kind of power is extremely amazing."
Robben stretched out his finger and simply demonstrated the calculation to Crick, "The average life span of our soldiers is about a thousand years, even if it takes a day for the golden scepter to burn their vitality clean. Then on this day Within a period of time, the energy released by themselves will be thousands of times that of normal! If there are thousands of fighters in the area of ​​influence on the battlefield, then... it will be an extremely amazing energy storm."
Crick seemed to understand something, frowned and said, "Although I don't think what you said is all right, it seems to have some truth. If the vitality of a soldier is burned in an instant, even if there is not such a high energy burst. But the released energy There are not a few. But... it seems that there is no such kind of energy storm in the record. This scepter... has been killing on the battlefield many times."
Robben said softly: "The life energy of the jīng spirits contains explanations of life energy, but there is no record describing the method of rapidly burning the opponent's life force and causing the life energy to be rapidly consumed on the enemy, but... Many methods of life energy transfer."
Crick frowned, "Transfer? Isn't that..."
Robben shook his head slightly. "No, different from what you think, the spirits are kind in nature, and they admire life and nature. They don't do things that forcibly plunder the vitality of other beings. In their records, most of them are expounded. It is a kind of healing magic to pray to nature, to pray for refuge, and to seek the way to nourish the dying life."
"Treatment?" Crick was surprised.
"Yes, it was a magic that was invented entirely out of respect for life, but I had to face up to the ugliness in my heart. After mastering this method, I couldn't help thinking that if this magic is improved, it will work. The goal of shifting to something else, and then strengthening the effect of magic, that is..."
The creek face paled again, "Did you force your life?"
"I think... this effect should exist." Robben's gaze fell on the golden scepter.
"You haven't tried it?" Crick looked suspicious.
"Heh... I know you are a little wary of me, but you don't have to think of me as a total villain. I haven't gotten to that point. It's more disgusting and unforgivable than devouring the flesh and blood of others. Right?"
"It's better to be like this..." Crick's tone was not without threats, and then he couldn't help but fell on the golden scepter. "But...what do you mean?"
"I'm just guessing." Robben wasn't sure, "but...we can verify it!"
"Verify!" Crick was surprised, "How do you verify? Do you want to take a living..."
Robben immediately shook his head, "No, I don't need that. The magic of the spirits can help us."
"Jīng spiritual... magic?"
After a while, Crick followed Robben to a place with lush vegetation not far from the shore of the lake.
Robben stood there quietly, whispering something softly in his mouth, dragging one hand in the air, and the surrounding lush water plants seemed to be humming slightly and trembling.
Crick watched this scene in astonishment, watching those tiny green spots of light converge towards Robben in mid-air, and finally condensed into an emerald green water polo on the palm of his hand.
"This...this is!?"
Robben smiled softly, "This is the so-called vital energy in life magic. It is the most original energy of life in nature. It is the response to my prayers like the surrounding water plants. I have to say that nature is always so generous. "
Crick’s face was suspicious, "This... if I remember correctly, it seems that in the data records, that human Robben would also use this method."
Robben smiled calmly, "This method is not his specialty. As long as it is a magical spirit, I can use it. I was once a friend of the spirit. It is not difficult to do this. of."
"Jīng Ling's friend...you have been everywhere." Looking at Robben, the suspicion in Crick's eyes lingered.
Robben ignored Crick, took out the golden scepter, and said in a condensed voice: "What I am collecting is the most original life energy, not real creatures. Now we can come and see what the result is!"
Robben ascended to the sky, and Crick naturally followed.
"Are you sure, this thing can be activated as long as you pour the magic power into it?" Robben repeatedly confirmed, this is the third time to ask Crick.
Crick was a little annoyed when he was asked, "Even if I am not a magician, I also know this. If it is particularly difficult to use, how can it be applied well on the battlefield!?"
Robben nodded, "Okay, then you step back, I'm going to try to activate this thing."
"What?" Crick's eyes jumped and couldn't help angrily said, "I'm already in this place, and you told me to retreat! We are talking with the magic circle now!!"
Robben looked at Crick, who had actually retreated six or seven kilometers away, and said to the magic in his palm, "Farther away, safety first!"
Crick's annoyed screams suddenly came from the magic circle, but... she still took a step back obediently, and it seemed that she didn't want to use her life to fight face.
After Crick was left with only a small black spot in the air, Robben slowly injected a trace of divine power into the golden scepter in his hand.
Suddenly, a strange feeling came from the scepter, like blood connected, like a symbiosis, and for a second Robben even thought that the scepter was part of his body.
Suddenly, the scepter emitted a terrifying red light.
Luo Ben was shocked, an unspeakable weird feeling suddenly struck. The red light emitted from the scepter seemed to slightly distort the surrounding space, making his mind a little dizzy, and the scene in front of him seemed to become blurred. But... my consciousness seems to be very awake, it seems... so awake, a kind of coldness, but it includes letting my comfortable warmth from the scepter penetrate into the bottom of my heart, the feeling is indescribable, it seems to be baked in the iceberg On fire, it seems to have gotten a protective ice jacket in the flames, painful, but it seems to be comforting...
The golden scepter emits a coquettish red light, the transparent gem at the top of the rod is as red as blood, and the ray of light surrounding the gem is completely stained with blood.
Suddenly ~EbookFREE.me~ a wailing sound rang in Robben's mind. Robben was slightly startled, and suddenly he recovered, and suddenly he was in a cold sweat.
Actually lost! I had already made all kinds of preparations, but I still lost consciousness without knowing it, and... and there was a strange feeling that occupied my mind, I even thought that I was still sober!
The strange feeling in my mind is still there, but the wailing sound has gradually become stronger, strong enough to make Robben's mind swell, this is the sorrow of life withering!
Robben felt that his soul was trembling because of these sorrows. He had heard such screams countless times. When the power of the curse was expanding, the heart-piercing shouts and howls were the same as the situation at this time. similar.
Tolerating the discomfort, Robben looked at the life jīng air water ball floating in front of him, and found that it had shrunk a circle, and it was still shrinking at a speed visible to the naked eye, and the kind in his mind seemed painful and refreshing. The feeling of becoming more and more intense.
This thing... Robben suddenly felt happy, and instantly figured out what! This is simply a collection, or a reserve! This golden scepter... is a battery at all! (To be continued...)