The clothes pole is held above his head, a finger is erected, and a clothes pole spins at high speed on it.

The surrounding cultists and dogs looked at the man cautiously.

Although this person's weapon is very unknown, they don't know how many teammates have been hammered in the head by the opponent's clothes pole along the way.

"Don't be so cautious, wouldn't it be a shame to go back and tell people that you can't even hit the clothes pole?" Yi Pole said.

"We're all ashamed to be beaten like this by a clothes pole, no matter what happens after that!" One of the cultists couldn't help but say.

"It's fine." The corners of the clothes pole's mouth were slightly raised, "It may be a shame for a person to die under the clothes pole, but after you die a piece, it doesn't matter." ”

The next moment, he directly threw the clothes pole in his hand out.

The disciple and the dog were easily swept down by the clothespole, and someone tried to sneak attack him when the clothespole was out of his hand, but the clothespole turned into another one, and the clothespole in his hand danced.

A handful of clothes poles in his hand instantly seemed to turn into thousands of clothes poles, beating them to the point of turning them on their backs.

No matter where you hit your body, your flesh will be blurred.

The whirling clothes pole was back in his hand, and he was even more brave under his dual wielding!

In an instant, there were no more cultists and dogs standing around.

The clothes pole looked at the corpses all over the ground, reached out and made a fist.

Clothes poles appeared, threaded through the corpses, dried them like clothes, and then disappeared and disappeared.

"Have you finished moving?" After doing this, he asked the rest of the crew in his mind.

"It's almost there, don't rush!"

"You're so fast, this clothes pole is getting more and more outrageous."

"The drying rack is the same, and it seems that the ship has also been attacked, is the hanger okay?"

"What can I do?" The honest and cheerful voice of the drying rack came.

"I've got more hangers after the night, hehe."

"Well, I'm feeling like I'm getting soon." Yi Pole said.

The two of them couldn't help but laugh together.

"The style of painting is becoming more and more cult clothes poles and drying racks." Youwan also complained.

"It seems that there will indeed be a chance to get ahead if you stick to one path, okay, I'm going to try hard to change the toilet qualitative change!"

"Forget it, most of us have one idea a day, and there are a few people who can concentrate on walking one path."

Wan Yi complained to each other.

Suddenly, a strange sense of oppression swept through Wan Yi in all the villages.

Why is it bizarre?

Because most of the feelings of oppression tend to make people feel heavy, but after feeling this strong aura at this time, what they feel is light.

Every step I take seems to have not stepped on the ground, and the rootless uneasiness arises spontaneously.

"It's ......"

"Jeffrey has freed up the three-stage power he's been hiding." The little princess came up at the right time to explain.

"Sure enough, it's the third stage, as I said before, the weight of his ability influence is ridiculously high, and it's definitely not that simple." Five is also the royal road.

"Three stages, this seems to be the three stages of our first formal contact, I don't know what the strength is." Clothes pole road.

"Then you should be able to see it soon." The little princess monitored Jeffrey's situation and smiled brightly.

……

Jeffrey slapped the disciple with the pitchfork in front of him, and after entering the third stage, the blessing of the etheric energy on the physical body skyrocketed again.

Ignoring the fact that the grass fork head was still tied to his shoulder, he pinched the dog's head biting his leg with both hands, and directly twisted the dog's head off.

Then he took off the pitchfork from his body.

The wound burned with aetheric energy and gradually recovered.

Jeffrey's neck was marked with a mess of blue arrows pointing in all directions, his indigo hair raised and his eyes wide open.

Change the fall point to force the fall.

Even if you stand on the ground, you will still "fall".

Some of the believers were clearly on the ground, but they could not stand up at all, and their limbs struggled at a loss.

Jeffrey himself couldn't move an inch.

After the stage three large-scale change fall, his own micro-manipulation has become much worse, and he may also break the delicate balance and start falling directly with random steps.

After entering the third phase, Jeffrey's fall is a never-ending process that does not stop when the predetermined fall point is reached.

You can never feel "steady".

Not just physically, but also perceptually, mentally!

It belongs to the realm of woe!

Some cultists struggled to adjust their posture and tried to attack Geoffrey, but the condensation of the flames actually went wrong, and they couldn't find the point of condensation at all!

"Let's go." Jeffrey said to the villagers.

The villagers also recovered from this strange picture and continued to evacuate.

Jeffrey was already starting to feel sleepy.

"No, the body of this world can't bear it for long." Jeffrey used to use his body to start the three phases before and he didn't feel tired so quickly.

He can sustain it until the aether runs out.

He can't control his actions in the three phases, and he can't find his own "reality", so this ability can only be used as a strong control of his hole cards.

Until now, I can only screen the objects of control, so as not to affect the things and things that should not be affected.

When Jeffrey first entered Stage 3, he directly caused a large piece of open space to fall out of order in a boundary, and the scene was a mess.

The most troublesome thing is that even then it is not possible to exclude yourself from the abilities.

If he has a gun in his hand, he can still shoot and attack, but there is really nothing he can do here.

Continuous maneuvering ability to change the point of fall.

Although it is not directly lethal, most of the cultists and dogs cannot bear it after all by constantly falling.

Directly in the process, he fell to his death.

Finally, Jeffrey couldn't hold it anymore, and the surging aetheric energy of Stage 3 dissipated in an instant, and the disorderly fall came to an abrupt end, but some of the targets that had been thrown to a high place still experienced the fall from a high altitude at the end.

"Drink...... Drink...... Exhausted. ”

With that, Jeffrey fell.

But instead of falling on the cold ground, he was held up by a cloth pole.

"You kid, where's my clothespole?" The clothes pole looked at him and smiled.

"I'm sorry, second mate, maybe I can find it when I go over there." Jeffrey said weakly, but couldn't help but laugh.

Yi Pole nodded, and suddenly asked, "How do you feel about the sea now?" ”

"It sucks, it's even more annoying." Jeffrey replied without even thinking about it.

But after speaking, he paused again and said, "However, I like this world quite a lot." ”

Here, at least, he barely knew what he was doing.

"Oh, well done." Yipole smiled and picked up Jeffrey.

……

"......How did I feel just now," Roshi looked at the staggering cultists and vicious dogs around him, a little surprised, and then quickly thought of Jeffrey.

That "newcomer" is really hardworking.

"It's ......" The huntress also saw the image of the cultists almost being shaken evenly, and was shocked.

Such strange abilities should not exist in this world.

What people are best at is often sheer strength and speed.

Plain and simple.

"Don't care, it's just a little vignette. It seems that we don't have to work too hard, my crew is very good, and they always exceed my imagination. "It's unimaginable in every sense of the word.

For better and for worse.

At least tonight is on the bright side, congratulations.

"Your crew? Who are you? The huntress asked.

"Roshi, a wild hunter who debuted not long ago, the captain of the submarine volcano, the 'hero' of a burlesque drama." Roshi introduced himself with a smile.

"What about you? I don't even seem to know your name right now. ”

Hearing this, the huntress's eyes fluctuated slightly, and her expression was a little dazed, and after a long time, she replied with some uncertainty: "Qianmaya." ”

"Don't you remember?" Roshi asked suspiciously.

"I'm sorry, but I was a little confused during my time in the lake, and I couldn't quite tell who I was. But the name should be true, yes, yes. The huntress was a little uncertain at first, but soon her tone became firm.

"Yes, Lady Simaya." Roshi shrugged, not caring what the other party really called.

There are also some believers and dogs with strong vitality who have not died.

They're going to deal with this.

(End of chapter)