"Healal, defensive weapons?"

Mu Yang nodded, but shook his head again.

Obviously, this is not the style of human weapons. Humans tend to destroy and kill with their technology, and they can easily create gadgets that destroy a city and kill tens of millions of people*, but they can't make gadgets that can instantly heal a wounded person just by touching.

It is not so much that the Star Sanctuary has technology, but that it is closer to a "magical" existence.

Despite its rarity, Muyang doesn't have a very high opinion of this healing weapon.

"It's about a second-order weapon, maybe it can barely reach the third-order standard under certain circumstances."

There are very few uses for healing this ability, and in many cases, being swept directly by the fire of a heavy firearm, or being chopped off by the telekinesis of a telekinesis, the end result is that you can't die anymore. Unless it has the effect of resurrecting on the spot, it can only be used as an unstable aid in many cases.

What's more, after using the scabbard once, it looks instantly dull. Muyang knew that its recovery ability and cooldown time were not infinitely restored in large quantities.

Otherwise, in the battle of a large number of troops, the powerful combat power of fifth-order or even sixth-order weapons may be exerted.

Muyang's specific effect on it is unclear. He didn't know exactly what its restorative capacity would be: Could it cure a terminal illness? Can you save a seriously injured and dying person? Can other creatures or even robots be healed in the same way?

Even...... Can you heal your own spell in the real world? (Mu Yang acquiesced that the weapons given by the Star Saint would follow him back to the real world.) ）

Mu Yang didn't know, and now was not the time to think about this. He casually inserted Ritsu into the realm, and the size of the two was so good that it was comfortable. Mu Yang walked out of the flesh wall.

The scabbard emitted a faint blue light again, as if it was being charged in ......*.

Mu Yang unconsciously smiled slightly: It is said that it is magic, but in fact, the Star Saint civilization and human civilization are quite similar in some design concepts.

As soon as he stepped out of the flesh wall, countless noisy and vicious voices rang out:

"Found it, this abominable creature! He's hiding here! ”

"Hahaha, kill him, I'm going to kill him!"

"How did he get here? Damn, you're the first ...... to go so deep into my heart."

"Bastard, it's all said, I'm the first consciousness of Lord Heart, and you're all my splinters."

"I'm the first consciousness, idiot, the real splinter is you!"

In the end, those voices attacked each other, scolding and ridiculing loudly, like an idle uncle and aunt in the vegetable market.

Mu Yang saw that countless pairs of eyes had opened on the flesh and blood walls on all sides of the atrium. Apparently the ones he had seen on the outer wall of the Nightmare Heart, except that they had moved inside in pursuit of themselves.

Although these eyes attached to the heart for survival mock each other, their opinions on one thing are still very unanimous. The moment they saw Mu Yang appear, they shouted loudly:

"Kill him! Kill him! ”

"Dirty guys, lowly guys, stupid guys, ridiculous guys."

"Living, I'm in love with your eyes. I'll definitely propose to her after I kill you. ”

Muyang was unmoved. In the case of entering the heart, he felt that the combat power of this nightmare heart was far less than that outside, and it was not at all comparable to the first nightmare, countless giant hands; What's more, now that he has recovered all his strength, the combat power of a thousand souls and rich combat experience are matched with the ability to fight even if he encounters ten thousand souls.

"Shengren, what kind of eyes are you, looking down on us?"

These eyes attached to flesh and blood seem stupid, but they still have a certain amount of wisdom, and after reading Mu Yang's expression, many eyes became angry and shouted to teach him some lessons.

Poof! Puff puff! Puff puff!

A tear-like fluid is spit out from the eyes, which is strongly corrosive. As long as a little of this fluid is touched, it will quickly spread on a large scale, burning a large area of the body.

Surprisingly, the eyes did not spray these liquids directly at Mu Yang, but sprinkled them indiscriminately under his feet, in every inch of the atrium.

Mu Yang was slightly stunned, and then secretly screamed: he may have underestimated the wisdom and combat effectiveness of these eyes!

He turned around and tried to rush out of his heart first, but it was too late, and a large amount of blood soon poured out of the corroded earth, and patches of bloody people rose from the ground, like an army sleeping under the walls of flesh.

The strength of the summoned blood is directly proportional to the amount of blood flowing from the atrium. These eyes are very intelligent, and their rotten liquid burns are extremely large, and they can often create thousands of souls, or even ten thousand souls; However, the actual damage to the atria is not as great as it seems, just some epidermal wounds.

The atrial space, which was not very wide, became more and more narrow with the appearance of these bloated and bloody people.

Mu Yang knew that he had no room to deal with the bloody people in this kind of terrain, not to mention that the eyes everywhere were still busy squirting putrid liquid. Every second you spend here is a little more of your own life.

The eyes on the flesh wall saw Mu Yang's intention to avoid war, and they laughed out loud: "Hahaha, Shengren, you are also afraid!" ”

"Now know us...... Oh no, my heart is amazing! ”

"Want to escape? My Insurgency, block his path and don't let him get out of here! ”

", you're the splinter! Your whole family is my splinter! ”

These eyes were noisy, and they all rushed to the exit of the atrium, and they couldn't stop spitting out the solution to force back Mu Yang's intention to escape.

Although their words are ridiculously childish, they are very sophisticated in their fighting methods. Full took advantage of his large number of hands and men, and forced back Mu Yang's attacks several times, pushing him in the direction of the bloody man behind him.

The larger the blood, the higher the soul level, and the slower the movement. But if it drags on like this, sooner or later the bloody people behind him will catch up and surround themselves.

"Hahaha, die. Living, die, die, die. ”

Mu Yang turned his head, and the nearest bloody man to him was already less than three meters away. The other party has the combat power of a thousand souls, and he stretched out his big hand towards him from afar, making a gesture to attack him.

Mu Yang was forced to pull the sword law out of the sheath law and was ready to fight.

Soon, the second and third Bloodies will also be brave.

The situation has been dragged to the point where he least wants to see it.

The moment he pulled out the ritsu, a fierce light that had never been seen before shrouded him, as if a nuclear bomb had been pulled out of his own scabbard.

"Huh?"