Chapter 594 Swift as the wind
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In fact, when the magic sword suddenly disappeared, Morey's mind was already highly tense, and the [[Swift as the Wind]] in his hand was ready to be used at any time.
But when he felt the alien aura of the magic sword coming out, Morey stopped.
Why does this thing feel so familiar?
But immediately after that, he reacted, isn't this the breath of the tenant inside his body?
Although this aura was brought by Lucian's strange-looking magic sword, Morey had the feeling that food was being delivered to his door at the moment.
The tenant in the body also roared at this time, a kind of resentment that was violated by a lower creature, and a desire for prey.
Morey calmed down and let the sword stab him in the forehead.
Then there was a more mysterious feeling, when the magic sword stabbed at him, it shattered not only his body, but also the space around him.
The magic sword of the touch formed a very small mysterious space around him, where time seemed to stand still, but Morey's thinking speed was still normal, so he could clearly feel everything that happened in his body.
It's a wonderful feeling when the whole person is shattered.
Morey felt as if he had broken free from his body, and his whole consciousness suddenly felt like he had jumped out of the shattered clay sculptures, and there was a strange sense of pleasure.
He could feel a familiar and unfamiliar aura above his head and on the earth, making him unconsciously want to throw himself into their arms.
After Morey's short period of confusion and intoxication, his face was full of horror, this can't be the legendary return to the avenue!
If he was really addicted to it just now, is he still the same at this moment?
Has he become a fragment of information in some kind of collection of rules in this world?
Since ancient times, so have the rules.
It's just that what makes Morey a little puzzled is that there is naturally only one set of rules in a world, and if the one under his feet is the embodiment of the rules of Becky's world, then what is the way in the sky?
But soon a tingling pulled Morey back from his philosophical meditations, and it was only then that he felt his body again.
The magic sword, or the golden white qi, scurried around in his body, and everywhere he went, his meridian muscles broke inch by inch, but soon the dots of golden-white light filled these gaps.
It was as if his body was undergoing a special transformation.
Morey felt that no one could endure such pain, if he had fainted in the past, but he was indeed in a special state, his soul was beaten out of his body, but there was still some connection with his body, so that he could still control his body and feel some of his senses, although this perception had been weakened by an unknown number of times.
The golden-white qi that rushed into his body was still raging in his body, breaking through the shackles of the meridians, and they walked through Morey's internal organs wantonly.
At first, Morey was happy to see it, but soon he found that instead of filling the void in the internal organs after being ravaged by the golden and white qi, the gap in the internal organs was getting bigger and bigger.
This made Morey can't help but scold, the tenant in his body is unreliable, and after swallowing most of the food in his hand, he went directly to the depths of his soul to digest it, but he didn't care about the alien breath that remained in his body after being bitten by him.
There is no way, it is better to rely on the sky and the earth than on yourself, and at the moment of crisis, Morey can only be a dead horse and a live horse doctor in an attempt to control that breath.
I don't know if it's because of the tenant, or because he has been resisted by some of the transformation of the xenomorph aura, or because the xenomorph aura has been weakened by half, in short, after a lot of effort and pain, Morey successfully controlled this part of the xenomorph aura.
After removing all the alien aura that remained on his internal organs, Morey found that the remaining aura could actually strengthen one of his internal organs.
He thought about it, but put this opportunity of reinforcement in his stomach.
Because according to the attributes of this alien breath, it has an energy that destroys and shatters the attributes, and Morey doesn't know what it would be like if this energy transforms its own heart, which represents the source of life.
After thinking about it, the stomach pouch that digests food by itself has something to do with this alien aura, so it begins to be strengthened.
If you look closely, the xenomorph aura looks like unusually tiny silverfish, their speed is extremely fast, and they swim without any regularity, and it is okay to barely specify a direction, but if you want to carve it in the stomach, it is quite a test of one's patience.
This strange space created by his tenants seems to have an extremely slow flow of time, and Morey naturally has enough time to tame the fiery horse in his body.
But what Morey didn't know was that while he was resisting the pain and trying to stay awake and control the breath, some golden and white qi actually rushed into his soul along the invisible passage.
The soul is the great secret of man, and God only dares to say that he understands part of the secret of the soul, so people are cautious about the transformation of the soul, for fear that the soul will be accidentally contaminated with too many foreign bodies, and the big change in temperament is still a trivial matter, if it becomes a monster that is not human or ghost, then the gain outweighs the loss.
This kind of soul body that is no longer pure, let alone a god with a habit of purity, even a demon is also abandoned.
"Nonsense!"
Somewhere in the soul sea, the tenant quickly noticed the strangeness in the depths of Morey's soul, and after a scolding, Morey suddenly felt a blood force surging out of his body, helping him successfully suppress those silverfish who wanted to escape at any time, so that they obediently followed their hearts and took root in various positions.
And the power of this slightly warm blood vein has reached his soul by some means, making his soul feel warm and basking in the sun.
By the time he was sober again, he had already returned to the real world, and that's what he had said.
When he saw that Morey was able to survive such a killing move, Lucian's eyes were about to pop out.
He didn't know how Morey had dodged his moves, but it was clear that there was no longer an advantage in equipment between himself and Morey, and he retreated at the thought of this.
Even the magic sword that he relied on failed to kill Morey, so why should he be involved here.
A legendary battle ended hastily between these ups and downs, and although it seemed that the two legendary professionals in the Far East except for Morey were extremely embarrassed, the legends and princes of the empire knew that these guys who still maintained their good manners were the losing side.
The Emperor's ** team temporarily retreated, and the walled city, which had spent countless resources and was constantly thickened, became Morey's trophy.
After finally sending Hyde and Balta and the others away, he finally found an opportunity to take a good look at his gains this time.
The first is the attribute points, and after some transformation, Morey's agility has been successfully increased to 25 points.
Successfully acquired the legendary feat.
Name: Swift as the wind
Category: Legendary Specialties
Effect: Increases your movement speed by 30% and increases your chance to dodge attacks by 10% while on the move.
Now, if Morey runs with all his might, with the blessing of 25 agility, as long as his physical strength is short enough, he can run as fast as an arrow eagle, not to mention that with the passive blessing of [Swift as the Wind], his speed is even faster to an extreme.
At this speed, in fact, many melee attacks can't attack Morey, and even if the blind cat encounters a dead mouse, [Fast as the Wind] also comes with a 10% chance of dodging.
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