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Chapter 1119 Poke the waist, my waist is gone? (1 more)

Luke was very disdainful of the legend of the Bergie of the Mutual Aid Association.

It's just a trick to gild yourself on your face, and you're so embarrassed to claim to be a master of destiny?

Liu Bei just said that he was the descendant of Liu Sheng, the King of Jing of Zhongshan, and he traced back more than 300 years.

The Mutual Aid Association has added at least eight hundred years to its history, and it is so bragging about this.

This is also the reason why Luke looked down on the Mutual Aid Association quite much.

Because these killers can't even do small things like bragging about "My ancestors are also rich."

In addition, they used extremely precious raw materials for medicinal baths to treat stupid things like killers. The mutual aid will evaluate him that there is only one - uneducated, which is really terrible.

Look at Tony Stark, how cool and comfortable he lives.

In fact, those who died from the arms of the Stark Group must be countless times more than the total number of mission targets of the Mutual Aid Association for 200 years.

But the Stark Group is an important family in the United States, and the Mutual Aid Association is a dark group in the dark world.

The key is that the Mutual Aid Association has continued more than 200 years ago. After working in the killer industry for two centuries, it is still a killer gang that cannot be seen, so I am missing the brain.

Just talking about that magical medicinal bath can turn mutual aid into an important force.

In ancient times, it was easy to become a guest of honor in the king's throne, and in modern times, it could become an important pharmaceutical company, but it only lasted for two hundred years.

Don't say that everyone has their own ambitions.

Let normal people choose, how many people don’t want to be Tony Stark but Sloan?

It can only be said that there is no cure for those with brain deficiency.

Now, Luke is here.

He thought that this kind of brain deficiency should not be kept disgusting, and it is best to send it to accompany them as soon as possible.

First of all, he must truly see clearly what the so-called "destiny" is.

Thinking of this, he had already walked to the loom and thought to himself, "Get in."

Kakkak~ The fate loom is still in place, working diligently.

System: Please contact the item with your body before you can complete the collection.

Luke's heart thumped: Damn, there's a chance!

The system father rarely gave a prompt on his own initiative, so this loom is not an ordinary product.

Thinking of this, his hand pressed on the loom.

The sound of weaving suddenly disappeared, and the room suddenly became quiet.

Luke widened his eyes, and it was too late to even whine in his heart.

System: Discover causal magic props, which can be converted to 500,000 points, or used to transform the system panel, convert points/model?

Someone was really shocked this time.

500,000 points? That evil mind collection only has 20,000 points, and Odin's Destroyer's Wreckage is only 50,000...

Well, that one is just a small piece of debris after all, and the complete Destroyer should have no less than 500,000 points.

But although the complete Destroyer has no life, he is protected by Rune runes left by Odin, and the storage space cannot be collected forcibly.

The destiny loom in front of him was easily taken into his pocket.

What's more eye-catching is the "cause and effect magic prop" in the prompt. Does this world actually have such a thing?

...

When some guy who was holding her hands was shocked, an angry roar in the hell dimension: "Who is it? Who destroyed my altar?"

If Luke could see the rant, or hear this, he would definitely be careful to thump.

Endless black mist exploded from Mephisto's body and rushed around.

Countless evil spirits were wailing, swept into these black fogs and disappeared without a trace.

If it were normal, Mephisto would definitely feel very distressed.

These are small toys he has collected for many years, but now he has died in a large area, and his future fun is much less.

But now he doesn't care about this.

To describe his current state in one sentence, that is - incompetence and fury.

What Mephisto wanted in his heart was to turn it into a barrage, probably the vulgar words such as "Marafake" and "cnmd" flood the screen.

A few months ago, his clone was defeated by the weird Beidou and had no choice but to escape back to hell.

But the clone failed to escape and was destroyed in front of him.

What's even more terrifying is that the Beidou launched an extremely strange attack, and it actually traced back from its clone to the soul of Mephisto's original body, and gave him a fierce attack.

Even now, the dark golden energy still lingers in his body.

Mephisto used up all kinds of methods, but failed to solve this strange energy. Instead, he successfully aggravated his injury by more than 10%, making him crazy.

He is not a demon lord who cannot afford to lose, but this time he suffered too much.

Moreover, he found that he could no longer let his clone go to Earth.

As long as the clone tries to enter the earth, that strange energy will instantly release his clone.

Mephisto is an ancient demon with culture and knowledge.

He soon understood the special attribute of this strange energy - soul binding.

It acts directly on his soul.

His original soul is powerful, and in his own exclusive dimension hell, he is enough to withstand this kind of damage against the soul body.

However, the soul of the clone is not strong enough, and after going to Earth, its strength will plummet, and of course it will be killed instantly by strange energy.

For Mephisto, soul is not a cream cake, it cannot be divided at will, and every clone is precious.

After exploring twice and successfully aggravated his injury, he lost the idea of ​​going to Earth to find trouble for Beidou.

However, these two experiments have increased the strange energy by more than 10%.

It can actually obtain some kind of supplement from the destruction clone, further enhance itself, and further enhance its damage to Mephisto's body.

This made Mephisto curse the hell version of "Flower Q" that has been absurd for many days.

However, there are still rewards in temptation.

He could feel that the strange energy was ultimately a sourceless water without roots.

As long as he doesn't continue to give his clones "eat" him, it will slowly dissipate a little every day.

It will disappear completely in more than ten years at most.

What can Mephisto do? He is also desperate.

Now, he can only stay in hell honestly and wait for the magic body to recover.

Anyway, for an ancient demon like him, more than ten years are nothing, it is just a time for humans to take a nap.

But he didn't expect that the nap started to take a nap, and it seemed that something happened again as soon as his eyelids closed.

He placed it on Earth, and the special altar used to collect fine souls suddenly disappeared from the induction.

The feeling was like someone suddenly took away one of his kidneys.

Not only that, the "kidney" disappeared strangely.

If a special altar is destroyed, it is like an ordinary person being stabbed in the waist. The more severe the altar is destroyed, the more severe the person stabbing the knife is, the more obvious the pain will be.

But what did you feel just now?

Mephisto only felt that someone suddenly used some method to remove his waist directly.

He didn't even have time to feel any pain, but he felt that the place in his soul that belonged to a special altar suddenly became empty, empty, and it was gone.
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