MTL - Way of the Devil-Chapter 1138 Fusion and all things

"Yes mission." Bella replied. "If you can only live ten days, what do you want to do?"

"Ten days?" Lu Sheng paused. "I want to go around and see what I have never seen before. Try, feel, and everything new."

"Yeah, I think so too. This is my third day. I am very glad to meet you."

"Yes? I am very happy to meet you." Lu Sheng also responded.

"So, goodbye?"

"Well, goodbye."

The water mirror in front of Lu Sheng slowly dissipated, and the sound gradually dissipated.

He looked down at his hand, and the palm of his hand slowly emerged a whirlpool of pale yellow mist.

That is his unseen hand.

An unseen hand is not so much a capability as a substance. An organ.

Like the power of fog, it was bred together in this endangered world, and it had some very special qualities from the beginning.

In the desperate world of nothingness and existence, the emergence of these two abilities seems to be taken for granted.

"It's amazing."

He now understands what the power of the unseen hand is.

After a pause, Lu Sheng extended his hand and pressed it gently on the ground.

His consciousness quickly recalled the entire land, the island.

A trace of yellow mist from the unseen hand slowly penetrated into the ground.

Gradually, a trace of sound slowly stirred up in his mind.

"Ah, I have a lot of things, a lot of things."

It was a low, trembling voice of the old man.

Lu Sheng frowned and listened carefully.

"A lot of things are growing a lot"

After that voice, I repeated a sentence and there was nothing new.

After listening to more than ten minutes, I could only hear such a sentence. Lu Sheng took back his hand and stood up. His ability to vaguely feel the unseen hand seems to be no longer useful.

"Assemma is gone, it is time to go back." From this small island, he did not notice the atmosphere of Miho Sakura and others.

If they have ever lived here, how much will leave a little smell of smell.

Perhaps it was the huge white fog that cleared the face, or maybe it was just a lie.

Lu Sheng did not want to go into this at this time.

Returning along the original path of the woods.

Lu Sheng saw the side of the forest, and the three men had already found a few large stones to sit down and rest.

A pile of bonfire burned on the ground, emitting a lot of heat.

"Teacher! You are finally out!" When Mark saw Lu Sheng, he almost cried.

Excited.

"Finally? Have I stayed in it for a long time?" Lu Sheng stunned.

"It has been three days! Teacher!" Mark exclaimed.

The "three days" road wins back to the process of contact with the existence of Bella.

So a short sentence, it took three days?

"Teacher?" Mark carefully reminded him.

"Nothing." Lu Sheng returned to God.

He instinctively told him that the ability of the unseen hand may have a great effect in the future.

"Where are we going now?" Mark asked.

"Going to other human gathering places to see, the example of Asomu is probably not a special case." Lu Sheng Shen Shen.

This suddenly made Mark and others feel more and more heavy.

"Teacher, I went to the surrounding ships and looked at them. The various battle marks on the ships should have been there for a long time, at least for more than three months." Andy whispered.

"Three months? That is to say, Azoo had an accident three months ago?" Ken looked a little shocked.

"Not necessarily, but there is this possibility." Andy nodded.

Lu Sheng looked back at the jungle.

"Go. Leave here."

Several people quickly returned to the cruise ship they had taken before, pulling the engine and leaving to the turning corner.

The white water splashed a long white line behind the boat.

Lu Sheng sat on the side of the ship and reached out and slowly plunged into the sea.

His consciousness began to quickly imagine touching the entire sea.

But this time the unseen hand is useless, it seems that it can only be used three times a day. The pale yellow mist rolled over his palm and slowly disappeared.

Retracting his hand, Lu Sheng’s face became more and more calm. Eyes flow, I don't know what I am thinking.

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On the way back, Lu Sheng will stop from time to time and go to some remote places around him for a while, sometimes one day, sometimes a few days.

At first, Mark and others were somewhat worried, but as this behavior became the norm, they gradually became accustomed to the mode of action of the leader.

After half a month, the four successfully returned to Cyril.

On the road, Lu Sheng successfully broke through the five segments and reached the 36th level.

The more he came to the back, the more he felt the assassination of the boxing, the ten-hearted magic boxing, and the all-round improvement of his speed and strength.

There is no change in traits and abilities, and the strength and speed are several times stronger than before departure.

What makes Lu Sheng more worried is that the messengers he sent to other human gathering points have already returned information.

The rest of the human gathering point, there are three in the vicinity, disappeared from the air.

The third wave of the void is coming soon.

Many of the magical boxing disciples in the Cyril area, with the help of various nourishing foods, quickly reached a stronger level.

Isla, also rocket-like growth, broke through to b. He is not dead, plus a lot of nourishing meat, and is the only special book page fusion that can become stronger.

Therefore, the resource tilt is also the most.

After that, Jackson, and the other two people, are still barely c-level.

These people, because of their short time and qualifications, can only exercise on pure skills, and at most they use auxiliary equipment to fight.

Because they don't have the talent of Isla, and there is no road to win enough. It is already very good to be able to reach this level.

The most pleasing to the road is the quality of the entire magical boxing disciple.

On average, everyone here, all the magical boxing disciples, each achieved e-quality.

This is a purely physical calculation, although it does not represent actual combat power. However, such qualities have greatly reduced the rate of war damage that everyone has gone out to patrol.

As time goes by slowly. About six months later.

Under the leadership of Lu Sheng, Cyril formed a total of six special branches of different developments.

These disciples mainly divide the body and ability with the nourishing meat varieties that are usually taken.

Long-term use of high-energy tonics such as Bahan's meat has caused some subtle biases and changes in their physique.

Some disciples have a clear bias in speed, and some disciples have greatly improved their accuracy.

There is also defense, resilience, pure power and so on.

Because of the meat quality of different monsters, the disciples have different growth biases.

Gradually, there are six different branches under the magical magic box. They call Lu Sheng the magical **** Galadil. In the native language, Galadil means the **** of boxing.

These six branches, also known as the six magical demon.

The heads of the six magical devils are the six strongest of the six branches. Among them, Isla is one of them.

With the rapid development of the Ten Hearts Magic Gate, a large amount of land was cleared and turned into a habitat and a farmyard.

Countless survivors came from all directions and rushed to the increasingly powerful Cyril.

And the magical demon, that is, Lu Sheng, has gradually disappeared from appearance.

His whereabouts are mysterious, and occasionally he will be found in some remote places. But there is no connection between these locations.

The weird thing is that although Lu Sheng does not sit in the town of Cyril, but once there are six monsters that are difficult to handle, or a class of corpse princess, there will always be some inexplicable monsters. Walk or block.

These monsters seem to be unintentional, but they never hurt the general public in Cyril.

In addition to accidental injuries, the number of Cyrils who died under the ghosts and monsters every month has been greatly reduced.

No one knows why this is.

No one knows why these monsters help Cyril. But more people attribute this strange phenomenon to the magical **** Galadil.

Galatier's statue gradually merged with the unknown figure that was quietly spread before, forming a brand new image of worship.

At the same time, I hope that the church and the remaining members of the Isisian church will once again come to Cyril and formally try to meet with the King of Cyril.

Among them, those who wished to teach the church brought the most concerned information about Lu Shengying and others.

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The huge dark green giant trees rushed into the sky. A disc-shaped platform is opened in mid-air distance of a kilometer from the ground.

Four men and women in gray robes with copper-colored metal chains on their chests are slowly walking in front of the giant trees and looking up at the towering giant trees.

"The magical **** Galadil, a big name." A man with a mustache looked up at the upper disc.

"Cyrill has accommodated hundreds of thousands of survivors. It is able to shelter so many survivors, build large areas of cultivated land, and be self-sufficient. In such a tumultuous world, such a reputation is not an exaggeration." Another middle-aged woman retorted.

"Maybe. According to the feedback from the six magical ones, that person should stay here for a while. So, how do we go up?" the man asked.

"Climb." The middle-aged woman is helpless.

A group of four people followed the branches of the giant tree and quickly began to climb.

On the top of the disc.

Lu Sheng overlooks the vast Cyril territory below.

Without his Cyril, the six magical devils headed by Isla still dominate the entire territory.

This made him pay less.

Now I hope that the church and the people of Issyce will come to him. He can basically guess the other's intentions.

Azusa was annihilated, but the church of Isis was not completely destroyed. Instead, some of the power has been removed to hide.

But now, it has reached the point where it is useless to hide anyway.

"The timing is almost the same." He has not done anything for the past six months.

The unseen hand gave him too much possibilities and inspiration.

And as the position continues to increase, another power disillusionment allows him to truly integrate himself and all of his body into one.

The power of the fog is the bond that unites everything.

It is a pity that this world is coming to an end. He also has no time to continue to deduct.