On top of a pyramid of bones.

Shu Mu stumbled up, looked at the somewhat weird black chair in front of him, and sat on it unceremoniously.

It was a little chilly, but nothing happened.

The backrest behind is a bit high.

Shu Mu measured that it was five or six meters long, and there were many strange lines on it, which seemed to have gathered into some kind of mysterious symbol.

I don't understand.

Shu Mu felt that he was sitting on it and looked very small, as if he was sitting on the throne of a giant, and he felt inappropriate.

"Huh? Palm prints! ”

Shu Mu observed left and right, and finally found a palm mark on the right armrest, which was a little too big, and when it was placed on it, it looked like a child placed in an adult's palm print, leaving a lot of gaps around......

Buzzing~

The Shadow Throne shuddered slightly.

The twisted lines on it were unpredictable, and after a while, they began to emit black gas to all sides, and the black gas condensed into a stream, turning into strange symbols in the air...... With a bang, black trails dragged out one after another, and the target was Shu Mu himself!

"it!"

Shu Mu was shocked, how could there be such a situation!

But at this time, he shrank on the right side of the throne, his palm was tightly sucked in, and he couldn't break free, and the throne was very tall, and his little self shrunk in a corner, looking pitiful......

"Ahh

In the face of thousands of flying symbols, you can't dodge.

Shu Mu directly lay flat.

It doesn't matter, it doesn't hurt anyway, I'm just curious about what it is.

But at this time, there was a pain in the palm of the hand.

It's like 10,000 needles stuck in it, and it hurts so much!

This didn't last long, though.

The pain in his hand disappeared in just a few seconds, and instead a cold energy forcibly penetrated into his body, and quickly spread throughout his body, Shu Mu felt that he was a lot more energetic all of a sudden.

He pinched his empty left hand.

It is covered with a shallow layer of black lines, densely packed, and when taken apart, it is a strange symbol that keeps drilling into one's body.

They're cold, but they're powerful!

This is my most intuitive feeling.

As long as he swung his fist lightly, a black aura erupted from above the fist, but since there was nothing in front of him, it was impossible to know how powerful this punch was!

"Hey, hey, earned!"

Shu Mu grinned at the corners of his mouth, and his right hand was still sucking on the palm print.

Not bad, not bad.

The hardships along the way were not in vain.

Although I don't know how much I have improved compared to the original.

But the most intuitive feeling.

It's just that there is a pure power in the body, and this power can improve your explosive power by a level!

And the black gas that erupted from the fist was very strange.

I don't know what it does though.

But Shu Mu always felt that this black gas may be harmless to himself, but not necessarily to others......

"Huh? Why isn't it over yet? Shu Mu looked at the seat under him in disbelief, his right hand still being tightly absorbed.

The strange throne has turned white.

Could it be that those black lines have all turned into strange symbols and flown into their bodies?

Will you be dyed?

I rub it, that's not going to work.

I don't like black, especially on my skin!

"It's okay, it's okay, I'm still so handsome, just like the handsomes who love me, suave." Shu Mu grabbed a mirror with a white attribute.

It's a reflection of yourself.

The sword eyebrows and starry eyes are not counted.

But the eyebrows are thick and moderate, the facial features are more thoughtful, and the face is relatively clean and refreshing, and the level is also the level of a handsome guy.

Well? Have a vertical line on your forehead?

"Damn, this is too spiritual, this is not suitable for me." Shu Mu scolded in his mouth.

Reflexively, I wanted to wipe it with my right hand, but my right hand was still tightly adsorbed and didn't pull it out at all.

It's just that he just finished complaining.

A streak of vertical lines on its head faded away.

It's not dissolving into the air.

Instead, it dissolves in the skin and hides in his body.

"If you can take it back, can it still be summoned? Is this thing its third eye? ”

Shu Mu saw all the changes in himself, and took a mirror to look at all the places in himself.

It's just that except for the lines on the forehead.

The lines on the rest of the body have disappeared.

But as long as you pinch your fist.

Dense lines will appear on the fist, as if the entire fist has been dyed black, which is very cool!

Elsewhere there was no response.

For a moment, he couldn't figure out how to make them all manifest.

And the lines on his forehead didn't move, even if he meditated in his heart and opened his third eye, he didn't move, but embarrassed himself.

"Hey, I thought I had awakened a new talent."

Shu Mu was very curious about the changes on his body, but he looked at it again and again on the attribute panel, but there were no new changes, and even the attribute values did not change.

And at the time of his regret.

The huge palm print on his right hand suddenly contracted and became smaller, and wrapped his entire right hand, palm in it.

Shu Mu was already indifferent.

This thing is always startled, for fear that it won't scare itself to death.

Zizi!

The palm prints became hot, and the slightest burning breath emanated.

"Damn, are you crazy?"

Shu Mu's eyes widened.

The right hand seemed to be placed on the teppanyaki, hot, burning, stinging, and trying to get up, but it was like it was glued to it, and it couldn't be torn off!

"Damn, I don't believe it!"

Shu Mu was burned.

Carrying a blue-attribute axe in his left hand, he slashed at the armrest!

The temperature of this thing seems to be getting higher and higher.

The right hand is sucked tightly, as if the whole hand has been cast into the armrest.

The handrails were as white as jade.

But Shu Mu looked like a pile of bones fused together, and then carved a throne.

It's just that the original appearance is covered with black lines, so it doesn't look very obvious.

And now, his right hand is embedded in a huge bone, and he can't pull it out.

I had no choice but to cut it!

Boom!

The axe landed a few centimeters in front of his right hand, but the handrail was not damaged in the slightest, but there was a slight crack in the axe.

"No, this is a blue-attribute weapon, even if it's an ordinary axe, it's made of iron, and it can fall on this weird throne, why is it so crisp?"

Shu Mu pulled out the axe.

The axe scattered in all directions, and landed on the seat and became a pile of scrap metal.

Its essence is absorbed!

Shu Mu was shocked, but he didn't panic completely.

Since he couldn't resist, he sat back down, but the expression on his face was compact, and his right hand felt so hot that he was almost unconscious, and it was red.

"Don't bake me over......"