A few hours later, in the ward dedicated to Sky Arena, Xisuo finally recovered his consciousness and woke up from his coma.

The moment he opened his eyes, he immediately saw the expressionless face of Ilmi, and immediately joked in a half-joking tone: "I finally know what it feels like to be hit by the sound. If you guess correctly, Allen will treat me afterwards, right?"

"Well! He fed you a potion that was as bright as blood, and then your body recovered from a broken and dying state in just a few seconds. If I hadn't seen it with my own eyes, I wouldn't believe there was such a magical thing in this world." Ilmi replied with his hands crossed his chin.

It can be seen that he was in a very good mood today, and even had a smile on his cold face instantly.

"Is the potion? Is it something created by some kind of psychic ability?"

Xisuo slowly sat up from the bed and began to check his body. She found that except for some parts, all the broken bones, torn muscles and internal organs were all restored to their pre-war state.

If it weren't for the severe pain that transcended the limit of human endurance at the last moment in his mind and the high-speed impact memory that could not be described in words, he would even feel that everything that happened before was his own hallucination.

But unfortunately, this is by no means an illusion, but something that actually happened, and it happened more than once.

"I don't know, but I can feel the powerful vitality contained in it, maybe it is related to the red mind beast like that of the dragon. According to my observation, it swallows not only just qi and ability, but also the target's body." As he said that, Ilmi took out a bottle of "special healing potion" flashing with a fascinating light from his arms.

Xisuo undoubtedly felt the amazing life energy contained in the scarlet liquid in the bottle. A curious light burst out from his eyes and asked meaningfully: "You must have paid a considerable price to get this from Allen, right?"

"It's not a price. I just promised him that no matter who hires the Dike family to assassinate him in the future, or those around him will send him a message in advance before accepting the commission. However, based on the power he has shown so far and its amazing growth rate, I don't think anyone can afford this price." Il shrugged indifferently.

You should know that only after the client confirms the target and transfers the deposit into the designated account can he need to strictly abide by his professional ethics as a killer to keep the employer confidential.

Before this, it is possible to allow a few younger brothers or housekeepers to pass on the information in a third party way.

If he is not himself who is accepting the assassination mission, he doesn’t need to abide by any rules and just call him by phone.

"Well--he really hides deeply. He never showed his real trump card to anyone from beginning to end. I now understand a little why he heard the posters planning an ambush in secret, but not a little panic, but instead showed an excited and joyful smile. Perhaps in his eyes, these guys are all things that can bring nutrition to themselves like food." Xisuo stared at the "special treatment potion" and analyzed carefully.

"You mean... these potions are made of the vitality of those who recite the power, or the essence of life?" Ilmi was obviously quite interested in this topic.

"Maybe, maybe not, but I can guarantee that this potion will definitely make a lot of people crazy. By the way, where is Alan the others?"

Xisuo looked up and looked around, but found that the entire empty ward was the only one left in the empty ward.

"I don't know, he seems to be planning something. In addition, he asked me to give you a message, don't disturb this pleasant hunt, just help block the way back to the Sky Arena." Ilmi casually stuffed the "special healing potion" into his closest pocket.

As someone who witnessed the incredible effect of this bottle of potion, he knew very well that having this would be equivalent to having more life, and he could trade life with his opponent at critical moments.

As long as you don’t die immediately, you can quickly recover from the wound no matter what kind of wound it is after drinking.

"Clog the way back to the Sky Arena? It seems that Allen is preparing to start a massacre! If you don't mind, can you ask you to complete this task for me?" Xisuo asked subconsciously licked his lips.

Il nodded without hesitation: "No problem! You have paid anyway. But I'm very curious, are you really planning to get involved, right?"

"No! I just want to enjoy this wonderful hunting show up close! Don't you think this is a chance to regain Alan and his trump card?"

As Xisuo said, she stood up from the hospital bed and dressed the clothes placed beside her neatly.

As for the original trick of his body, it had already been completely torn apart under the destructive power of the Sonic Fist and turned into a pile of rags with no value.

...

Meanwhile, Allen and Bowdero are doing their daily exercise in the dungeon, the Lost Temple.

Among them, the martial artists had already tried to compete with the trolls in the upper level after entering the dungeon, while Allen stayed at the door as usual to try to exercise his abilities in the operating system and the realization system.

He saw a heart of flame and a red alchemy stone that was transformed into it, injecting a large amount of energy into it.

Gradually, these two things began to slowly merge together, and finally turned into a giant fire ball with a height of more than three meters in a loud bang.

However, compared with ordinary fire balls, its biggest difference is that it constantly changes its appearance like life, and slowly grows two upper limbs that look like arms.

“Well—shaping shapes doesn’t seem to be a big problem for me.

The next problem is control.

Or how to give the guy in front of you the ability to identify, automatically judge and attack.

It doesn't need to be too complicated, just be as simple as possible.

In addition, I can design some interesting skills.

For example, fireball release, burning, shock wave, reducing the target's flame resistance, and then directly explodes at the moment of being destroyed to cause large-scale damage.

Of course, in order to strengthen the ability, a precondition must be added. The stronger the elemental creation, the more medium it consumes..."

Accompanied by a slightly nervous murmur, Allen roughly outlined his new abilities in no time.

There is no doubt that this is a very similar ability to summon, and it is also a standard "spendulous" ability.

Because every time you use it, it will inevitably waste a lot of material dropped by various elemental creatures obtained in the dungeon.

After realizing this, the figure of the lowest-existent member of the Phantom Brigade suddenly appeared in his mind - Kubi.

As a person with the ability to think in the realization system, this little man has an amazing ability, that is, "the left hand of God and the right hand of Demon".

The replication of non-life targets can be perfectly copied by touching in just a few seconds, and the replica can exist for a full twenty-four hours.

Once this ability is captured, Allen can copy a huge amount of materials and create a truly elemental army in one breath to flood the enemy.

What’s even more interesting is that there is an uncertain paradox in “the left hand of God and the right hand of Demon”.

If the copied thing is used, such as the arcane crystal being pointed into an Aujin ingot, or the Aujin ingot being forged into a weapon, will these objects that have been processed twice, three times, or even four times in twenty-four hours?

If it does not exist, then in what way will the creation be reduced?

If it exists, wouldn’t it be equivalent to obtaining unlimited resources?

If the replicated potion is healed by drinking the fatal wound, will the wound reappear after twenty-four hours and be killed?

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