As soon as Moreau said this, Bai Rushuang and I were also stunned, and then Paul held his head with his hands, and his expression was very painful. I looked at the Donald trio next to me and asked them what the hell was going on.

The expressions of the three Donald became very ugly at this time, and there was endless anger between their eyebrows, and they replied: "It's Gracie, he was a captain of the Reaper Inquisition, Commander Morrow took care of him very much, and always treated him as his own brother, and finally with the help of the Commander, he became a commander of our Reaper Inquisition."

"Commander Morrow and her fiancée Serena have always been a couple of our Reaper Inquisition, originally they were ready to get married this year, but when the Blood Clan attacked our Reaper Inquisition, Gracie betrayed the Reaper and became a lackey of the Blood Clan, he attacked our king, so that the Blood Emperor of the Blood Clan took the heart of our King, and the deranged Gracie finally killed Serena with his own hands in order to curry favor with the Blood Emperor Reel as a vote for him to join the Blood Clan." Hearing this, a wave of anger instantly rose in my heart, although I knew that there were still many hidden secrets in this, but it did not affect my judgment of that Gracie, who was definitely inferior to a beast.

At this time, I can probably also understand Moreau's feelings, being backed by his best brother, and his fiancée also died at the hands of his good brother, plus most of the partners who fought side by side with him were killed, under these multiple blows, it is not easy for Moreau to be alive.

I began to feel a little embarrassed about what I had done to Moreau, and then asked, "Where is that Gracie now?"

"In the Inquisition of the Grim Reaper." Donald replied, "After our king was killed by the Blood Emperor, he used his last strength to seal the Death Scythe in the Inquisition, and the Blood Emperor always wanted to get this death scythe, but he never thought of a way to break the seal, so he gave this task to Gracie and asked him to find a way to get this death scythe out." "Death Scythe?"

"The Death Scythe is the weapon of the kings of our Grim Reaper, and if you get him, you have the right to call on the Grim Reaper." Donald replied, "Once the Blood Emperor or Gracie get the Scythe of Death, then many of the Grim Reapers, who have traveled in the West, will surrender to them, and then our Reaper will really not have the day to turn over."

"Then if we get the Death Scythe, does that mean we can call on those Death Reapers, who are still alive?" "Mr. Wu Dao, if you get it, it may not be of much use." Matthew replied, "But if the Death Scythe is obtained by Commander Moreau, we may be able to summon a lot of Death, and if we can defeat the Bloodline one day, Commander Moreau may even have a chance to become the new King of Death."

"That's it."...

I held my chin with my hand, nodded involuntarily, and then walked to Moreau's side, and said, "Teacher Moreau, you also heard it, you must know all this in your heart, cheer up, let's go get the Death Scythe, and then gather those who are still alive to find the Blood Clan and that Gracie to take revenge." "Don't be kidding, Wu Dao. Moreau was not confident at all: "Our Grim Reaper was not an opponent of the blood clan in its heyday, not to mention that now these remnants of the army are defeated, it is really whimsical."

"If you don't try it, how do you know it's whimsical?"

"How do I try?" Morrow suddenly locked his gaze on me, and then he stretched out his right hand and left leg, and said, "See, my hands and feet are all useless, and now I don't even have the strength to open a bottle of whiskey, how can I afford to hold the Death Scythe?"

"Moreover, my strength is gone, I was taken away by the Blood Emperor, he wants me to be a lackey of the Blood Clan, I will definitely not agree, in this way, I can't get my power back at all." I'm curious that since that Blood Emperor has the ability to take away the power of others, I don't know how he did it, but even if Mo Luo has no power now, what does it matter?

I suddenly looked at Moreau very seriously and said, "If I have a way to restore your original strength, or even make you stronger, can you restore to the Moreau teacher I knew before?"

"It can't be."

"In this world, nothing is impossible." I suddenly laughed, and I smiled very confidently: "You just don't have strength, but your physique hasn't changed, so strength is not a difficult thing for me."

As I spoke, I took out a Bodhi fruit directly from my body, and now I only have five of these things left, and I am reluctant to eat them myself, but I am still more willing to give it to Moro to use. "If you don't believe me, you can take this and give it a try first, and see if you can get back some of your own strength." Speaking of this, I paused: "If you feel that it has an effect after taking it, I can give you a miracle medicine that permanently restores strength, and it can help you restore your tendons and hamstrings."

Moreau half-convinced took the Bodhi fruit in my hand, and then swallowed the Bodhi fruit in one bite, it can be seen that Moreau has not really lost his fighting spirit, but he can't find any hope of turning defeat into victory, so he will become what he is now.

And now that I've given Moreau hope back, he's not going to give up this opportunity.

I naturally know how strong the effect of the Bodhi fruit is, this is completely a special medicine, the medicinal properties are effective immediately, this Mo Luo just ate the Bodhi fruit not long ago, his whole body began to make a creaking sound, and Mo Luo's expression also became quite excited at this time.

It was only about two minutes before Moro suddenly let out a low roar, and then slammed his fist into the ground.

We heard a rumbling sound from the ground, and then we saw a spiderweb-like crack spread out in all directions with Morrow's fist as the center, at a speed visible to the naked eye.

Seeing this scene, Bai Rushuang and I were able to maintain their composure, but the three Donald next to them were stunned, and Morrow also looked incredulous, just now his right hand couldn't even open the cap of the wine bottle, but at this time, he was able to blast so many cracks into the concrete floor with one punch.

Although this effect is not as good as when he was the Grim Reaper, it is enough to pull Moro back from the ice cellar of hell compared to his useless hand at the beginning.

Mo Luo clenched his fists, and there was a black energy flow between his fists, and then he slowly stood up from the ground, looked at me with a shocked face and said, "Wu Dao, what are you giving me to eat?" Is it the most powerful stimulant. ”

"It's not a stimulant, it's a bodhi fruit, which I accidentally found in a cave that can instantly replenish the power consumed by the human body." I looked at Moreau with a smile and asked, "How are you feeling now?"

"It feels pretty good." Mo Luo nodded, the decadence on his face was swept away, and there was even a glint in his eyes: "But Wu Dao, I can feel the strength of this power, but it can't be regenerated, that is, the hand, the power in my body is used up now, then I will become a waste person again."

"You're right, it's a one-off."

"Then Mr. Wu Dao, how many such fruits do you have, or in other words, is there a way for you to find such a fruit tree, so that it can help us to replenish our strength in a steady stream."

Donald's words are indeed a bit ridiculous, feeling that he is treating my Bodhi fruit as an apple, if Lao Tzu can have such a fruit tree, then I would have been extremely powerful, I helplessly spread my hands, and replied: "Unfortunately to tell you, I only have five such fruits, and now Mr. Moreau has eaten one, and I have four left."

A trace of disappointment suddenly appeared on Mo Luo's face, but I smiled and said, "Teacher Mo Luo, even if I have more Bodhi Fruit, you can't always use this Bodhi Fruit to maintain your strength, so we must think of a way to do it once and for all."

"What's the solution?"

"Have you heard of Phoenix?"

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