Chapter 1489: : Pull hatred

"Since you have said so, I am not an unkind person, so I will reluctantly accept it."
It is true that Qi Le likes to take advantage of the system, but it is one of the good virtues to accept it when you see it.
If the wool is squeezed in one go, then there will be no wool.
The system is willing to not charge any price, and Qi Le doesn't need to remain deadlocked anymore.
Is it possible that you still want to ask for more benefits?
So this is still something people have done? The wool is exhausted, but it's about to be beaten up.
System: "Then please resolve this incident as soon as possible."
"To understanding."
Qi Le nodded casually, ending the conversation in his mind.
With the support of the system, Qi Le had a bottom in his heart.
"I heard that your Nightmare Demon Race has been suppressed under the Heavenly Abyss. I don't know the scenery inside, how?"
Qi Le looked at Storkal calmly, and said with a sneer.
This sentence, as if stabbing a sore spot in Stokar's heart, made Stokar's face sink on the spot.
The days when he was suppressed under the Tianyuan have always been things that Storkal did not want to recall.
That dark, desperate place.
Even if he died, Storkal didn't want to go a second time.
"Damn it, the more you make your tongue right now, the more painful you will be when you die later."
"Although the Nightmare demon doesn't like torturing their prey, they don't mind spending more time to teach those who speak bad words."
Storkal raised his head, grinning open, revealing sharp fangs, and his tone was very dark.
"If you can really do it, wait for you to do it, and then talk about it."
Qi Le sneered, then sneered.
In Qi Le's words, this is called hatred.
Otherwise, after waiting for a while, the fight really started, the hatred was not stabilized, and one accidentally, Storkal changed hands and destroyed the city of life, and Qi Leke really had no place to cry.
"Don't worry, I hope that after I tear your mouth off, you can still say this."
Storkal's face was gloomy.
While speaking, on the bone armor on his body, wisps of mist unceasingly escaped.
The pungent smell of blood made Qi frown.
The effect of the mist is like a realm.
Within the range covered by the scarlet mist, it can weaken the enemy and strengthen itself.
And this effect actually originated from the devouring ability possessed by the Nightmare Demon Race.
The nightmare demons use the power of this mist when devouring their hunted prey.
It's just that under normal circumstances, this mist can only swallow the flesh and blood of creatures that have lost their vitality.
For goals that are still alive, there is little effect.
However, quantitative changes cause qualitative changes.
When this mist is thick to a certain level, it can also affect the living creatures and continuously erode the enemies within the envelope.
And it can continuously feed back the enemy's power to the owner of Scarlet Mist.
This effect, even if it is weak, is not obvious at the beginning.
But over time, the accumulated effects can play a decisive role in the outcome of the battle.
"You mist, it doesn't smell so good."
Qi Le rubbed his nose, as if disgusted.
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