MTL - Players In Marvel-Chapter 600 The lion opened his mouth, Lao Long, what you took out was not enough!

Portland, Oregon.

Located at the mouth of the Willamette River and the Columbia River, it is not only the largest city in the state but also the county seat of Multnomah County, known as the "City of Roses".

But in recent times, the population living in this city has shown an explosive growth.

The end of the Tri-State War.

New York, Texas, and California all disappeared.

But originally living on these lands, hundreds of millions of people were forced to rise out of the Yama Hall, like a goddess scattered flowers, and they scattered in the surrounding cities and states.

Although the police stations in various places responded quickly and established refugee camps in various regions at the fastest speed, after all, the population base was placed here, and for a while, various cities were a bit indescribably crowded.

And right now. In Portland.

Refugee Camp No. 3, located between Crystal Rhododendron Gardens and Selward Riverside Park, is a corner full of dust and cobwebs.

Originally dressed in clean white clothes, it had already turned gray at this time, and it could not be said that he was covered in mud, only that he was really no different from a beggar.

The youthful blond hair was so dirty that it was only a willow, and her face was unkempt. It was completely impossible to tell that she was the little princess who was once called the jewel in the palm of the New York Commissioner.

At this moment.

Gwen Stacy was squatting in the corner, not far from her surroundings, her eyes were also dull, and her clothes were tattered, as if they were refugees like walking dead.

Holding a mobile phone with a cracked screen in his hand, looking at the message sent by the netizen [kong], tears welled up in his eyes.

Since her father disappeared, few people care about her so much, and the former classmates... have long been out of contact with each other.

Do not…

The accurate statement is that she is alone now, and no one including Chief George can be contacted.

Lost! She completely lost herself. "Maybe... everyone else is like me."

Looking at the phone screen.

Gwen will also think that this guy named Sora is really lucky, and those who have not experienced that disaster must be living happily now.

And the poor people like myself, my family in New York, my classmates in New York. Even if they are alive now.

Just like myself, I have no right to shrink in a corner, waiting for God's redemption.

[Sora: If you need anything, I can help you, we are friends, aren't we?!] Looking at the message from the other side, Gwen's uncontrollable heart beat faster.

friend!

After falling to such a point, this word is really quite lethal to a girl who has never been out of society.

Especially when she was at the lowest point of her emotions and urgently needed to find comfort and security. However, after several hesitations, she still replied like this. [Gwen: Thank you, I, I still don't bother you anymore, I will do everything no.]

Feeling a little down.

Gwen could not find the direction and purpose of moving forward, or she herself did not know what to do.

Going to a stranger online friend?! Or rather…

Going to find his father by himself, and now in the midst of the disappearance in New York State, Chief George, whose life and death are unknown?!

do not know!

For a girl who hasn't left school, the dire situation today is out of line for Gwen.

"Ding dong!" The phone rang again, and it was Sora's chat.

[Sora: Never mind, maybe you can help yourself, like being a hero!] [Gwen: Huh?!] [Sora: That's right, superhero, what a beautiful word it is!]

Hero? Gwen froze for a moment. A complicated look appeared on his face.

yes.

If there are really superheroes in this world, then why doesn't anyone come to save themselves?! To save other people who are just like themselves, who are so poor now?!

Moriya Shrine.

Lady Bullseye and Bleeding have left the room and waited in the garden of the gods full of cherry blossoms. In the back hall.

Wilson leaned on his golden cane and said nothing, as if watching a play, watching the dialogue between the gods and the demons.

Oh, yes. There is also a frog **** who is also watching the play.

In this room, it is now the main venue for the dialogue between Yasaka Kanako and the Holy Master.

The devil of fire who wants to get out of trouble, and the **** of snakes who refuses to attack unless he sees real benefits.

The dragon is cunning, and the snake is greedy.

It's the same old guy who is thousands of years old, and now I meet a piece, it's really intriguing, it's endless.

"Holy Lord, what are you thinking about?!"

"Today our shrine opened, and there are still many guests waiting outside. Don't waste our time with each other."

Yasaka Kanako made an ultimatum, and the Holy Master also understood that it was impossible to have no blood today.

"I can give this to you." As the Lord's voice fell, white light flashed in the room. "Oh, snake?!"

"It makes me look quite close."

Yasaka Kanako blinked, looking at the box with the four corners sunken in front of him, and inside the box.

The slowly flowing orange liquid is clearly contained in a glass tube coiled by a slender green snake.

In order to win over Moriya Shrine, the Holy Master was forced to use [Ruby] and began to exchange his cherished inventory.

"Petrification Potions!"

"It only takes a little bit to completely turn a person into a stone statue, something very useful!" said the Holy Master.

He tried his best to control his boiling magic, just like he controlled his anger.

The current demon of fire is still in the state of being sealed with stone carvings, and all the spells have been lost. The state of the Holy Master is unprecedentedly bad.

Since coming to this new world, Wallon and his father have dealt with him one after another, making him always passive.

The harvested [Red Jade] must be saved up to lift the seal on oneself, which is of great use to the Holy Master.

The old dragon is reluctant to use a little bit, but now... he hates it! However.

Again, if you want to ask "God" for help, this is the price you must pay. "Nice chip."

With a wave of Yasaka Kanako, along with the entire box, the bottle of petrochemical potion flew directly into Kinami's hand.

"…"

Mr. Wilson listened, and suddenly received a gift, oh ho, is it a blessing from the gods?!

Or about the return of the gold that was offered earlier?!

However, no matter what, it was actually given to him, so he naturally accepted it unceremoniously. "..." On the other hand, the Holy Master was also silent for a moment.

"What do you mean?!" followed.

For Yasaka Kanako's questioning, he has already taken out something, so he must be able to make further progress.

"It's not interesting, it's a good thing, keep it for the humans you choose." "Me." "If you want the recipe for the petrified potion, don't tell me you don't have it!"

A bottle of potion that can turn humans into stone statues can be used as a toy, but would you like to use this as a reward?!

Yasaka Kanako said that it is not enough, at least she has to hand over the secret recipe of the potion, and we can talk about it more.

Otherwise, a bottle of potion can only be used a few times?! Haha! Do you really think the gods want to accompany you to play at home?!

"Okay!" "I'll give you the recipe for the petrification spell!"

Above the stone carving, the scarlet eyes almost burst into flames, and even gritted his teeth and agreed. For the stingy dragon, Wallon forced him to give the amnesia spell, but he did not give it.

Now Yasaka Kanako has not agreed to anything, and asked him to hand over the recipe for the petrification spell. This is really deceiving! "How is it now?!"

Another flash of white light flashed, and an ancient parchment scroll floated in front of the Holy Lord, watching his savings decline.

The Holy Master's heart is bleeding. As a demon king, he is too miserable now. "Sanae?!" "Come on, come on, there are good things here."

Yasaka Kanako doesn't care about the tone of the Holy Master, and everything is taken from others, so what can people lose their temper?!

In doing business these days, when someone hasn't had a bad temper, the empathetic Lord God expressed his understanding.

With a casual move, I roughly browsed the contents recorded in the scroll. Hmm!

It looked like the real thing, and then Yasaka Kanako called her little witch. "Lord Kanako?!"

Dongfenggu Sanae rushed in beaming, she just handed the golden bricks to Xiao Ai and Dr. A Li.

They are counting, and they haven't figured it out yet, is there any good harvest here, Lord God?!

"Our guest sent a gift, Sanae, you have received it, this is a symbol of friendship."

Yasaka Kanako smiled, and although Sanae didn't know exactly what happened, since Lord Kanako said so, she naturally put away the parchment scroll obediently.

"Okay, now we can talk about my demon brother and sister, Yamanobo just got sealed..."

The Holy Master breathed a sigh of relief.

This little witch accepted his things, which proves that Moriya Shrine agreed to his conditions.

First use the power of these two gods to go to Bo Gang's place and complete what Shan Zhibo just explained. When their demon brothers and sisters gather, then..."Wait, wait." Once again interrupted by Kanako Yasaka.

She pointed at Jin and waved.

"Mr. Wilson, can you show me what's on you first." "Oh, that's what?!"

Wilson put the box in his hand aside, and pulled out the strange sculpture from the inside of the suit!

Holding it by hand, it is cubed on all sides, and the top, south, south, and northwest correspond to the directions, and there are four lifelike golden dragon heads.

Longan!

That scarlet light flickered in the miniature dragon eye, this is the magic tool used by the Holy Master to change a part of his body by using black magic to find the "Twelve Charms"!

"What are you going to do, Kanako Yasaka!" The Holy Master's tone was already extremely impatient.

"Don't worry, don't worry, this Mr. Wilson is working with you now, and this thing has the same source of magic in you!"

"If you want to restore your true body in the future, the easiest way to lift the seal is to fill up all the holes in your stone carvings."

"am I right?!"

Although Yasaka Kanako doesn't know the details of the twelve spells, but looking at the unique shape of the Holy Master, you can guess it.

Obviously she was right, but the Holy Master felt more and more bad in his heart. "That's right."

"Wilson promised to help me find the spell, but my spell is now in the hands of some troublesome people."

The Pengele family, the black hand organization, and some unknown forces.

The spells of the original world need to be searched all over the world, this time the target is more accurate, but it is not easy to get it back.

Even with Wilson's power, this is a huge headache. "Ah, that's not right."

"Sanae received your gift. This child in my family is a god. It's not an exaggeration to say that he is a demigod."

"Isn't it a good idea to cooperate with you guys and find a spell together?!""Hey?!""Kanako-sama mean me?!"

Dongfenggu Sanae pointed at himself with a dazed expression, and didn't understand, does the negotiation between the gods still have her business?!

"??"

Shiya Suwako raised his head at the same time, he didn't care about other things, but if it was about his own Sanae, Aowako was more concerned than anyone else.

The private chat channel inside Moriya Shrine suddenly became lively.

[Today is also the beautiful frog god: I didn't say this before, dead snake, you want Sanae to go with them?!]

[Yasaka Kanako: When did you change your name?!]

[Yasaka Kanako: Looking back, I also wanted a nice one, but I didn't say go with them, I just helped find the spell.]

[Yasaka Kanako: It's our own who found it, who will give this living sculpture!] [Dongfengya Sanae: Uh... Kanako-sama.]

[Today is also the beautiful frog god: Oh, that's good, I don't want Sanae to learn bad things from them.]

[Yasaka Kanako: Sleep with you, I will take care of it.] [Dongfengya Sanae: I…]

In the current situation, the little witch does not have enough power to speak, and Kanako Yasaka is on the rise. She has seriously calculated the assets of the Holy Master.

As the first batch of players to come to this world, and the constant fermentation of the name of the devil all over the world.

The black-handed Wallon also showed his face in the face of the devil king, and the concept of black energy, the concept of devil, was spread.

Yasaka Kanako doesn't believe that the Holy Master has no harvest, he is miserable, yes, but...

Since he was sealed, he has obtained a lot of [Red Jade], and now it is delivered to his door, and he will not find a chance to extort a sum of money.

That's really sorry, she's a mysterious god, a **** who likes to cause trouble! When the rest of Gensokyo arrives, they might even laugh at her.

"The thing about spells is not something I want to talk to you about, what I'm talking about is..."

The Holy Master wanted to say something, because he already had a very bad premonition, and Kanako Yasaka really did what he thought.

This **** is to ask the lion to open his mouth. "That's right."

"The chips you paid are only enough to invite Sanae. The price is already very low, and a demigod was hired for the formula of a potion."

"This is still the result of the opening of the shrine, and we gave you a discount."

Yasaka Kanako said, the slow wind gradually intensified, and the jade pillar floating behind her also began to shake.

The power of the God of Wind and Rain began to spread. At the same time.

At the same time, Shibuya Suwako also recovered from the state of laziness, and the aura of the gods gradually spread out.

"No matter what the plans of the Eight Demons, we can ask nothing."

"Frogzi and I are not greedy, Lao Long takes out chips that match your identity and our identity."

"It's been so long, you know what I want!" "Now...not enough!!"

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