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The people in the manor were all shocked, looking at the lightning and thunder in the field in the distance with complicated faces, under the cover of night, although the distance was extremely far, but the electric light around Vasily's body was enough to reflect half of the sky, where could everyone not see, and when they were guessing what was happening in their hearts, they suddenly felt that the sky was dark, and the originally clear night sky became cloudy in an instant. Pen & Fun & Pavilion www.biquge.info

The wind rose suddenly, in the rolling thunder, the silent field was filled with the turbulence of the source power in an instant, and on the ground within a few hundred meters of Vasily and Theo, there was no longer a single tree that could still stand upright, all of them were uprooted, even the low grass was all wrapped in a huge force, spinning and flying into the sky, the scene in front of them, as if the end of the world was coming, feeling this inexplicable palpitation, everyone couldn't help but be shocked, is this the real strength of the saint-level powerhouse?

A strange thought suddenly popped up in Dio's mind, how much source power did Vasily consume to induce this power of heaven and earth?

However, Dio remembered that Vasily had said that his life was coming to an end, so would it speed up the process after spending so much source power? In the previous life, Dio not only never took other people's lives seriously, but even never cared about his own lives, but in this life, he was concerned about too many people, Vasily was definitely one of them, he didn't want to see any accidents with this venerable old man, especially in order to help himself, if it was really due to his own reasons that Vasily's strength declined, then I'm afraid Dio would never be able to forgive himself.

"What are you waiting for?!" Vasily's voice pierced through the wind of the hunt and reached Dio's ears with great clarity.

Dio hurriedly put aside distracting thoughts, his mind was one, the matter had come to this, the only thing he could do was to live up to Vasily's painstaking efforts and do his best to absorb the source power around him.

Dio's whole body relaxed, and his mind was ethereal, as if he had returned to the period when he was desperately absorbing the source power more than ten years ago, forgetting everything and constantly absorbing the source power.

However, when he was a child, Dio, even if he had no common sense, knew that this kind of thing needed to have a boundary, so as long as he felt unwell, he would slow down the speed of absorbing the source power.

But people can't live cautiously and on thin ice all their lives, what is the difference between that and the walking dead? More than ten years of forbearance is enough for Dio, so Dio is ready to gamble once, bet on the body that he has spent more than ten years honing, whether this body that can accommodate a huge source of power can bring a miracle to himself.

The difference between Dio and others is that no one will spend more than ten years refining his Mooladhara like him, who doesn't want to go one step further and go further? Therefore, everyone on the continent is trying to break through the boundaries of the Awakened in the shortest possible time, and when he became a gifted warrior, Dio is still slowly but resolutely absorbing the source power, expanding the space that his Mooladhara can hold more and more source power.

Everyone knows this truth that the source power drawn from the outside has to enter the cycle of seven chakras through Mooladhara, but no one has ever thought of using the method of refining Mooladhara to increase the speed at which they absorb the source power, even if someone thinks of it, I am afraid they will not do it like Dio, how many decades does a person's life have?

Either don't do it, or do it thoroughly, Dio's body has become an undefended city at this moment, and every pore on his body is stretched, cheering for the injection of source power.

Even Dio himself didn't know that at this moment his body had flown into the sky, swaying in the wind, like a rootless leaf undergoing the baptism of the storm, but, he couldn't feel anything, the wind source force raging everywhere desperately surged towards Dio's body, and the Mooladhara in his body was also spinning wildly, greedily sucking all the source power that poured into his body.

Sigrina looked at the vision in the distance in a daze, and after a long time, she turned her head and said sternly: "Why don't you hurry up and cultivate?, what are you waiting for?!"

The students of Santis College, including Sophia, woke up from a dream, and it was not only the wind source force that was drumming in the air, but also the four source forces that made up the world were closely related to each other, and when the storm became more and more violent, the clouds became thicker and thicker, and then the raindrops of beans fell from the high school one after another. People at Sigrena's level don't value these very much, but Sophia and the others are different, this storm is not only an opportunity for Dio, but also an opportunity for them.

Vasily immediately noticed Dio's abnormality, because the speed at which he absorbed the source power was too fast, so fast that the wind source force around Dio had formed a whirlpool, firmly enclosing Dio, and as this process intensified, more and more wind source force joined in, and the volume of the vortex became larger and larger, and finally it turned into a huge tornado that ran across the heavens and the earth, hundreds of meters high.

It's like a domino effect, you never imagine what's going to happen until you knock down the first domino. When Dio made that decision, he had no idea that there would be such a drastic change.

Tiny beads of blood seeped out from under Dio's skin, and in an instant they were washed away by the dense rain, although Mooladhara could continue to accommodate the source power, but Dio's body could no longer withstand the injection of massive source power, and there was inevitably a trace of collapse.

Of course, with Vasily's strength, he can completely control the situation, although Dio's performance at the moment shows a crisis, Vasily's expression is still very indifferent, and he has always quietly observed Dio.

* In the northeast of the Chris Plain, hundreds of miles away in the city of Santís, a medium-sized ship slowly sailed into the port, it was the height of summer, and it was a new thing to see foreign ships sailing into the port, which attracted many onlookers. Because at this time of year, the stormy sea is the most dangerous, with huge waves that can swell once every three days or at most five days, enough to wipe out all ships trying to cross the ocean.

What's even crazier is that the ships enter the port late at night, and usually, the city of Santis will only set up navigation lights in the open sea in spring, autumn and winter, and in the summer, all navigation lights will be destroyed by the waves. Sailors with even the slightest bit of experience know what it means to enter the harbor without a beacon, without a navigator, and late at night, except that the people on board are madmen!

On the bow of the ship, a mid-life warrior was looking into the distance, his body seemed to turn into a statue, motionless.

"Your Excellency?" a man dressed as a butler walked up behind the samurai and whispered.

The prime-aged warrior still didn't move, his eyes had lost focus.

The butler was a little surprised, his master, or rather his chief officer, was extremely alert, and some ill-intentioned people once joked that his master would put his ears to the ground even when he slept, and would jump up and bite at the slightest movement, and in his impression, his master had never been so out of shape.

"My lord?!" the butler raised his voice, and at this moment, he was maliciously guessing in his heart, what would happen if he attacked the lord now?

"Oh, what's the matter?" the young warrior suddenly woke up.

"We're in Santis City. The butler lowered his eyebrows and said, "My lord, you just ...... What are you looking at?"

"I'm looking at a bloom, a bloom of life. The prime-aged samurai smiled.

"The ...... of Life Bloom?" The butler was puzzled, and when he looked in the direction of the prime-aged samurai's gaze just now, he couldn't see anything but the sky of Hesse.

"You don't understand. The prime-aged samurai laughed loudly: "If you can understand...... I would have slaughtered you a long time ago. ”

The housekeeper was startled at first, and then showed a wry smile that was more ugly than crying: "My lord, I have always been loyal to you. ”

"Whether you are faithful to me or not is one thing, whether you can threaten me or not is another. The prime-aged warrior smiled and shook his head: "Let's go, the storm is coming." ”

At the sound of the word 'storm,' the whole deck suddenly became lively, and the sailors were running wildly, hurriedly laying the pedals, and then, without waiting for the ship's master to speak, they scrambled to run down.

Several samurai, with very ugly faces, approached the middle-aged man's side, staring blankly for orders, and they were just as afraid. This time at sea, they have experienced nine deaths and unbearable encounters, so even though they have entered the port, they will still feel uneasy and anxious to step on the ground.

"Brave man from afar, what kind of thing is it that allows you to challenge the storm sea at this time?" a big man on the shore shouted holding a wine bottle.

"Are you asking me?" the prime-aged samurai stepped on the pedal and walked down laughing.

The butler and a few samurai silently watched the back of their chief officer, until the prime-aged samurai had stepped on the ground, and the distance between the two sides was very far, and the butler lowered his voice and said, "Why did he treat us like this?

Several samurai looked at each other, and they all saw the confusion in their companion's eyes, a question that no one could answer.

As a chief official, he should express his likes and dislikes to a limited extent, which has nothing to do with whether he has a city government or not, because to give his subordinates a chance to take advantage of, if they don't understand the joys, sorrows, sorrows and habits of the chief officer, the subordinates will not find a suitable opportunity and excuse to curry favor with him.

As the saying goes, a good man has three gangs, and no matter how capable a person is, he also needs the help of others.

But that madman didn't, today he threatened to kill this, and tomorrow he said he would abolish that, don't think he's joking, there have been dozens of colleagues who have died at the hands of that madman in the past year or so, and for any reason, that madman can go on a rampage and kill people.

(To be continued)