Chapter 3580: get well

In my opinion, killing intent is a part of me, living with me and accompanying me, but in the eyes of outsiders, killing intent is like the most terrifying monster, which can not only offset the power of degeneration, but even corrode the power of awakening. This is just so far, what I have discovered, the effects of killing intent that I have never discovered, I don't know how many.
Knowing that the killing intent can corrode the power of awakening, but the old grandma still asked me to release the killing intent with all his strength, which made me very puzzled.
What does she think?
Just when I was puzzled, the old grandmother waved her arm, and the light green ball of light flew out, wrapping the killing intent layer by layer, and then submerged in Casillas.
As the killing intent and the power of awakening continued to submerge, Casillas' expression gradually relaxed.
"This is...what's going on?" Looking at this peculiar phenomenon, I wondered.
"Your power can perfectly offset the weird power in his body."
"Offset?" I wondered: "Is it possible? I can only be able to enter the threshold of national power level!"
"National power is not defined in this way, it's not a small thing," the grandmother said with a smile: "National power is based on the analysis of theory and reality combined with actual combat situations."
While treating Casillas, the grandmother explained: "It is said that during the melee period, some adventurers can reach the tenth threshold and are absorbed into the national power organization. Do you know why?"
"why?"
"Because their bloodline power is awakened," the grandmother said: "Any adventurer who has awakened bloodline power has the strength comparable to that of an adventurer of level 13 or above."
"That's it." I suddenly realized, "I thought before that the threshold of national power must be an adventurer above level 13."
"Most of your thoughts were confounded by the regulations of the National Power Organization that were made later," the grandmother explained: "In the early days of legendary heroes, the monarchs of various countries convened high-level national power organizations to open a seminar and the content of the meeting. , Is to finalize the entry level of the national power organization."
"Why do you need to finalize the entry level?" I wondered: "Could it be that there is something special?"
"Ran Ye" the grandmother said: "The reason why the entry level is finalized is mainly to save time."
"Save time? What time?"
"Time to select personnel" said the grandmother: "Before the entry level is finalized, if you want to be included in the national power organization, you must go through layers of screening and assessment, and finally determine whether the adventurer is eligible to become a national power, but when the legendary hero is in power At the time, they may find it troublesome, or they may no longer believe in powerful but low-level adventurers, so they set up such a threshold. Who knows the specific reason? Anyway, this threshold appeared out of thin air."
"With the threshold, it is much easier to screen for entry. At first, the level set was not thirteen, but fifteen, but after experiencing many unknown things, it was able to reach fifteen. The number of adventurers is so small that it is not enough to support an organization. In order to ensure the normal operation of the organization, the monarchs have to lower the threshold, from the first 15th level to the 14th level, and then, It's now the thirteenth level."
"However, if you are not small in terms of strength alone, you will actually meet the standards of national strength."
"Is this really the case?" I raised my eyebrows, a little proud.
"Hehe, what a funny little guy" the old lady said with a smile.
At the same time, the light green light group no longer wrapped the killing intent, but once again wrapped Casillas round and round.
"Okay, little, you can put away this power."
"You mean... his treatment is complete?"
"That's right." The grandmother sighed with a smile, and said: "With your help, the treatment is very successful, and that strange power has been neutralized. Now, as long as you rest, you can heal."
"Thank you."
I am grateful.
After all, Casillas was brought by me. If I brought back a disabled man, Helder might fight with me desperately.
While I thanked him, Casillas also apologized in a muffled voice, but looking at his expression, it seemed a little uncomfortable.
In other words, he is arrogant, he must be arrogant.
Of course, there is also another meaning, that is, he didn't need to suffer these injuries, but he made his own claim and wanted to go to the fortieth floor. As a result, he was hit hard and became what he is now.
All in all, it embarrassed him to ask others to pay for his mistakes.
"Let's go." The old grandmother stood up slowly with her hands on her back, and said, "Since the treatment is over, let's rest. We should also go."
After that, turn around and leave with my support.
As I left, I heard Casillas faintly thanked him, and saw the grandmother's more upturned smile.
Back to the National Power Organization, a group of people were gathering for tea. Seeing that we were back, the leader smiled and asked, "How about this treatment?"
"Fortunately," the grandmother said: "I feel a familiar breath."
"Familiar breath?" The leader heard the words, with a slightly trembling expression, and asked: "Could it be that the 40th floor is our old acquaintance?"
"I can't tell, but it's not an acquaintance, or someone related to an acquaintance. In short, a familiar power.
I listen to the cloud in the mist.
After drinking tea for a while, listening to the old people chatting about the past, joking with each other, it was not until dusk that I helped the somewhat drunk Father Taylor go home.
The old man, who usually doesn't pour a thousand glasses, is a little drunk with a few bottles of wine, which is really beyond my expectations.
"Old man, you're too bad for drinking today" I quipped him.
"The wine meets your confidant..."
"A thousand cups less?"
"No, just drink more."
The old man hiccuped and continued: "They are all my old seniors."
"A former senior?" I wondered: "Have they ever instructed you?"
"It's more than just a guide," Taylor smiled bitterly. "Many of them taught me how to grow and become stronger when I was a child."
"It turned out to be your mentor," I said with emotion.
"It's better to say that it's a mentor and half an elder."
The old man sighed with emotion, and after a long while, he slowly revealed a past that had been sealed by him for a long time.
The old man came from a very ordinary background, no, to be more precise, he was very poor.
He was born in a town. On the day of his birth, he happened to encounter a conflict between Fort Witch and Erie City because of something.
The contradiction escalated in the invisible collision, and later, it turned into a confrontation between state power and state power.
The town where the old man was born was turned into ruins in the collision.
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