Hugo looked at all this in amazement, the scene in front of him stimulated Hugo's nerves, Hugo rolled up his sleeves and looked, only to see the black moire all over his body, at this moment Hugo's body was like a sacrifice with a spell written on it. Pen, fun, pavilion www. biquge。 info

Hugo slammed his waist, jumped up and rushed to the mirror, peeling off his clothes and taking a closer look. The black Giant Winged Demon behind him had vanished, replaced by a uniform black cloud pattern, and his black hair had turned silvery-white. Looking at himself in the mirror like a night demon crawling out of the quagmire of hell, Hugo's spirit is on the verge of collapse. He roared, and then threw a punch and smashed it into the mirror in front of him.

There was a loud bang on the ground, and the high-strength and hardness fiber steel plate behind the mirror collapsed under Hugo's punch, and a sunken fist pit collapsed under Hugo's punch, and the heat around the fist pit was black, as if it had been burned by something.

Hugo couldn't help but be taken aback when he saw this, he didn't expect that his unintentional angry punch could cause such serious consequences, and hurriedly looked at his right hand. At this moment, Hugo's entire right arm turned black, as if it had been painted with oil paint, and the black moire on the rest of his body had disappeared at some point. A thought suddenly came to Hugo's mind, Hugo stood in place, took a long breath, lifted his body and slammed his left fist towards the fiber steel plate in front of him.

There was another bang, and there was another fist mark on the fiber steel plate in front of Hugo, which was the same as the effect of the previous punch. Hugo looked at his body again. At this moment, Hugo's left arm has turned black, while his right arm has returned to its normal appearance. The word "Gather and Shift!" came to Hugo's mind the next moment.

Hugo soon realized that the black moire on his body was conjured by the tattoo of the giant winged demon behind him, and the black mesh parasitic on his body had a shape-shifting ability. At first, all Hugo saw was a tattoo form, a giant winged demon on his back. However, just now, the Giant Winged Demon didn't know why it was triggered, and it formed a black cloud pattern on its body. This black moire possesses the ability to shift giant wings, allowing it to activate a state of self-protection even when the parasite is unconscious. So just when Hugo threw those two punches, the moire gathered into one, providing strong protection for the body.

Thinking of this, Hugo realized a problem, and he hurriedly unwrapped the bandage wrapped around his hand, and the result was not surprising, the wound that had been cut by the military stab had long since disappeared, and there was not even a single scar in detail.

The powerful self-healing power did exist, but in another form that surprised Hugo. Hugo walked over to the weapon rack again, took out his thorn, and slashed it towards his left arm in the dark. Hearing only a grunt, the thorn slashed flat across the skin expression, and Hugo did not receive the slightest injury at all. The strong defense also made Jia Le dumbfounded, the hardness of his flesh was comparable to that of a perfect high-strength alloy, which was simply an existence against the sky.

Hugo took a few deep breaths and tried to calm himself. After waiting for a long time, Hugo felt that his breathing was much more stable. At this time, the black on Hugo's left arm began to reced, turning into a black moire that was evacuated all over his body. Hugo tried his best to control his mental concentration, and he was ready to try to see if he could control the changes in the black moire on his body.

Calm down! Calm down!

Hugo muttered softly to himself, his eyes fixed on his arms. The number of black moirés on the arms seems to be similar, and they are irregularly dense on the body. Hugo tried to be able to move the black moire to his own volition.

Time passed little by little, and the black moire on his body did not change in the slightest. A layer of fine sweat appeared on Hugo's head, and his eyes were red, but Hugo still gritted his teeth stubbornly and insisted, without the slightest intention of giving up.

There is no sound of the clock minute and second hands beating, and only a strong heartbeat with a thump. Hugo forgot the passage of time, and his eyes and spirit were focused on the black moire on his arms.

Suddenly, the black moire flowing on the left arm gradually stopped, and after a while, the black moire began to gradually move towards the right arm, and as the black moire on the right arm gradually increased, the right arm was not completely covered by black as before, but gradually changed, as if constructing some kind of pattern. After a long time, Hugo let out a long sigh, reached out to wipe the sweat from his head, and looked at his right arm with satisfaction. An angel with black wings rested on his right arm, as if it had been carved into it.

As his emotions relaxed, Hugo found that his control of the black moire on his body was much smoother than before, which made Hugo feel great ecstasy. The black moire is suddenly sparse and dense, like a changing dragon in the water.

Spreading out his palms and observing carefully, Hugo's spirit gradually emptied, and his mind was free of distractions. A drop of black crystal condensed above the palm, and the black crystal exuded a rich black luster, like a black night pearl. Hugo waved his hand vigorously, and the black crystals burst out of the wind.

Rumble!

A dull sound echoed through the training hall for a long time, and a fibersteel plate on the wall was pierced by a black crystal through a fist-sized hole, and the black crystal disappeared.

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In the middle of the night, the whole city falls into a deep sleep, and it is difficult to see a few pedestrians walking by on the bustling streets during the day. Hitomi lay on her bed, dreaming sweetly. A gust of wind blew into the house, and Hitomi shrank and subconsciously grabbed the quilt beside him. Another gust of wind blew, and the thin quilt couldn't withstand the cold of the night, and Hitomi frowned dissatisfiedly, still not opening his eyes.

And the wind seemed to be deliberately unable to get along with Hitomi, and it still kept blowing, and the warm and pleasant room became cold. Ah Tong finally couldn't bear the cold in this sleep, woke up very reluctantly, rubbed his eyes, and scolded in a low voice with a pleasant wake-up breath: "Damn windows, damn wind, disturb the old lady's good dreams." Then he got up and closed the window. At this time, Hitomi saw a dark figure not far from his bed, but there was a person standing.

"Ah!!h Ah Tong said in a trembling voice: "You... You... Who is it... What the hell do you want... What for..."

The black figure took two steps forward, and Hitomi crawled backwards, her back against the wall. When the black shadow approached, Hitomi followed the faint light outside the window to see the true face of the black shadow. Hitomi was surprised: "Hugo!"

Hugo looked at Hitomi's panicked and uncontrollable appearance, like a frightened kitten, thinking of the girl who was jumping unscrupulously in the daytime, and couldn't help but laugh out loud compared to the two.

Ah Hitomi reflected at this time, and the fright just now instantly turned into endless annoyance and shouted: "Hugo, what are you doing in the middle of the night?"

Hugo smiled and said, "I'm here to show you superpowers!"