Chapter 102: A Sense of Crisis
Looking at this piece of stuff in front of them, Lin Dao and his little friends were stunned, what the hell is this?!
This broken mummy is obviously unqualified, and it is a defective product!
Shouldn't mummies all be dried bacon? There are maggots wriggling on the body of this wet and special thing in front of me, which makes Lin Dao disgusting enough!
Even if Immorton is a sinner, you can't even bear to have some antiseptic and insect repellent spices, no matter what people say, it's a sacrifice, it's a sacrifice! A thousand years ago, you were a clergyman, and it was your honor for a mere pharaoh to sleep with your wife! Hey, wait, it seems that the pharaohs of all ages had the blood of the Egyptian gods...... Well, after I don't know how many generations, a grandson is better than a slave who serves himself, so it makes sense to think about it. Pen? Interesting? Pavilion wWw. biquge。 info
"You...... Be...... Grunt (wriggling) ...... What people?! ”
As soon as Immorton opened his mouth, it was a vicious wind...... The fishy wind blew on his face, and as soon as he opened his mouth to speak, the body of the black pupil with the worst physique was a little shaky, and Lin Dao hurriedly brushed a group version of water detoxification.
This is the real exit into a dirty exit hurting people!
It's just poisonous!
There is a rule in the Soul Eater that a healthy soul resides in a healthy body, in other words, only a broken soul exists in a broken body.
Love parting, resentment will.
Immorton is about the same.
Seeing that he still remembered his lover after his death and resurrection, he could probably see one or two, but his ending was that his lover died on his lover's death and not saving him, which is really ridiculous.
Is this the cause and effect of his stealing?
I guess so, the grass in front of Pharaoh's tomb is already five feet high......
(It doesn't seem like grass grows next to the pyramid, right?) )
His heart moved at will, and an instantaneous wind spell blew away the rotten poisonous gas in the tomb, and Lin Dao knocked on Immorton, who was a little jealous after he showed this hand, and then showed an evil smile and stretched out his evil little hand.
A blazing white flame flickered towards Immorton, and the sense of crisis of death enveloped his body, but on Lin Dao's face, if you dare to dodge, I will immediately kill you, forced by the kind smile, Immorton didn't even dare to move, only the maggots on his body wriggled from time to time and ate two pieces of carrion.
And then......
A deafening scream and wail rang out, and a flickering flame that seemed to be extinguished at any moment spread rapidly like a prairie fire when it touched Immorton's body, turning Immorton into a torch burning with blazing white flames.
Well, the Taoist Samadhi True Fire of the Evil Destroying met the undead mummy of the dark attribute, and the effect was so good, Lin Dao was actually a little surprised.
As the flames burned, the corrupt aura in the tomb quickly dissipated, Lin Dao's face couldn't help but smile, the smell of was finally gone, and after holding his breath for several minutes, he could finally take a big breath.
And this happy smile fell in Immorton's eyes, but he couldn't help but shudder, if the demon has a color, then it must be Lin Dao's!
The playful shot was tentative, and seeing that the effect was good, Lin Dao turned around and left. Bullying the trumpet doesn't mean anything at all, "Invincible is...... How...... Lonesome~! ”
Behind Lin Dao, Immorton's eyes flashed, and the power of dark spells enveloped his whole body. Unfortunately, instead of extinguishing the true fire of samadhi in him, it made the fire even more violent. The flames of evil destruction are fueled by dark forces, which seems normal, right?
Wailing and cursing, although Immorton is a seed of infatuation, he is also a hero when it does not involve the love of children. He understands the truth of a strong man's broken wrist, and he can also be ruthless.
The burnt flesh and skin of his body were discarded by Immorton, and he was left with a relatively intact skeleton, a shriveled eyeball, a human brain, maggot-covered entrails and intestines, and nothing else!
At this moment, Immorton can be regarded as a serious injury, and the dark power he carries when he is resurrected is not one in ten, and he needs to face the reincarnation who wants to pick up the cheap.
If it was in its heyday, even if it was just when he was resurrected, he would be able to run away even if he couldn't beat Zheng Zhe, and he could use his rich spell knowledge to kill the reincarnators one by one. But now...... Looking at the reincarnator who sharpened his sword, Immorton somehow thought of the thirty-six strategies of the Chinese military book Sun Tzu's Art of War, and he roared angrily at Zheng Zha: "I have been imprisoned for a thousand years, and I have been expelled from my hometown. Now, you dare to break into my world, you are killing yourself! ”
Zheng Zha: "Excuse-me? ”
It always feels like it's on the stage, but in the face of a generation of bosses, Illidan ...... Oh no, it's Immorton, Zheng Zhe contemplated, who knows what skills and special level this boss has for the first time, it's better to fight steadily.
But this caution is bad, Immorton laughed wildly and turned into wind and sand to break through the blockade of the reincarnations, Zhao Yingkong pierced his Dark Fire Fang into the wind and sand, and it had an effect! Immorton snorted in pain, but that's all, Zhao Yingkong's arm that had infiltrated the wind and sand also became dry, and the moisture in it seemed to be carried away by the demon-like wind and sand, although Zhao Yingkong immediately withdrew her hand, her arm also became like an old lady in her seventies and eighties.
……
Should we be glad to have a chaplain? Although the technology is a little worse and the strength is a little scum, it is a healing unit anyway. Under the protection of the Holy Light, Zhao Yingkong's arm gradually recovered as it was, but he couldn't use his strength for a while and needed to recuperate for a few days.
(The garbage priest can't be full in an instant, garbage!) )
Zhan Lan: "Ah~!" ”
For Lin Dao, for the reward of the main god, Zheng Zhe can only be greedy, the gap is too big, he wants to react to the main god: "Your Majesty, the concubine can't do it~!" ”
So he can let Lin Dao leave in the future, not to mention that he also has a trace of longing in his heart to break away from the main god, and he can't say that that hope is in Lin Dao.
It's a pity that Lin Dao doesn't seem to be so safe now.
When he was in the underground mausoleum, Lin Dao felt cold on his body, and there was an inexplicable sense of crisis. At first, he thought it was Immorton, but it turned out that Immorton couldn't even take a samadhi fire from him, naturally it couldn't be the sense of crisis that Immorton brought him, so he had no choice but to go up to the ground first, and it was better to say that what happened was better than being buried in the ground!
Although it sounds very mysterious, there are always some magical methods like immortals at the level of Lin Dao. Crisis warning, sympathy between heaven and man, knowing the destiny of heaven...... Therefore, for the sudden sense of crisis, Lin Dao did not regard it as an illusion, but prepared solemnly.