MTL - Way of the Devil-Chapter 1122 Invitation two

In the darkness, the werewolf stood upright on the wall, and a little bullet continually splashed a golden spark on him. But he did not care at all.

This kind of pain, even one percent of the painful perception.

"Isra is the most painful thing to remember hatred than the pain of the body, the grief of the soul? Is it painful? Is it angry?"

Bahan slowly lowered his head, revealing the fangs of the white and white.

"The breakthrough will break through your limits and let me see what you can do" Boom! ! !

A huge force slammed into its head.

Bahan fell down on the spot and his head was held down by a big hand and crashed into the ground.

From the wall more than ten meters high, it is heavy on the hard black soil. All the people who saw it felt the ground slightly shocked.

Bang! !

The huge shock and bursting caused the ground to directly have a deep pit with a diameter of several meters.

Numerous black mud splashes blasted, and Bahan’s entire head was buried in the ground with his legs facing the sky.

Beside him, a strong giant with a height of two meters, was reaching out and hugged his hanging legs. Then in the opposite direction of the spine, fold it.

Hey!

Bahan’s lower body was broken on the spot, kneeling on the black land, and again a little smaller pit.

Lu Sheng grabbed the waist of Bahan and pulled it out of the ground. The knee is facing the door and it is a heavy collision.

puff! !

The whole face of Bahan collapsed, and the limbs struggled weakly, and they would not move any more.

"Take the wounded down, the body is cleaned up, I don't want to see the plague outbreak around." The man raised his head, and the face exposed under the moonlight was the current King of Cyril.

Standing in a pool of blood, Lu Sheng lifted his legs out of the deep pit, tall and strong inverted triangle shape, giving people an unparalleled visual impact. The perfect combination of strength and speed, let Isla open his mouth, but lost his voice for a while, do not know what to say.

"Be careful!" he suddenly exclaimed.

Lu Sheng did not return, and the backhand grabbed it, just in the hands of the wolf, Bahan, who was rushing over him, and picked it up. Go to the side wall.

Bang! !

The wall is sunken into it.

The whole body of the wolf demon Bahan has become a **** and fuzzy flesh. But the horror is that it is still moving. Still trying to restore the original body.

The flesh and blood squirmed and regenerated intact skeletal muscles and fur.

"Get the fire!" Lu Sheng calmed.

A few magical boxers beside him also rushed to the scene and quickly handed over the torch in his hand.

Lu Sheng took over and punched the upper body of Bahan, who had just recovered and got into a meat. Then use the torch to lean on it and bake it.

Isla stayed close and walked over, watching the painful struggle under the smoldering Bahan flame.

"Useless, the most powerful of the Wolf Mohan is not dead, he is not afraid of fire, not afraid of poison, not afraid of strong acid and alkali. There is no key point in the conventional sense." His friend, the third in the church Knight Andalo, thought that he had stabbed the key to Bahan, causing a momentary intention, and was sneaked and killed.

"Don't die?" Lu Sheng's eyes lit up. "What about regenerative power?" He turned to ask Isla.

"The regenerative power is stronger. I have never seen a faster existence than he recovered." Isla's eyes had a hint of haze.

“Teacher, I suggest that it is best to find a place to completely bury it. Perhaps it is best to use a hard metal coffin to divide its body into different parts and bury it in different directions.”

"Stupid!" Lu Sheng snorted.

"This kind of good food source, just take it out and throw it away, it is a waste!"

Lu Sheng thought a turn.

"Come on! Prepare the meat grinder!"

The Wolf Devil Bahan was smashed into a ball of meat by Lu Sheng, and returned to Cyril, then threw it into a large meat grinder, and smashed it into a large group of real bolognese.

Surprisingly, these meat sauces are still trying to heal again.

Lu Sheng will most of them, and people will be thrown into the meat grinder and repeatedly smashed repeatedly.

A small part of it is divided into small, very small pieces of minced meat and grilled with a welding torch.

The egg-sized meat mass that was separated, after continuous roasting, the regenerative power contained in it gradually lost its activity, and finally turned into a golden savory roast meat in a few hours of baking.

Isla watched as Lu Sheng forked the minced meat, gently put it in his mouth, chewed it slowly, chewed it, and swallowed it.

It has been 13 hours since the raid last night.

Lu Sheng and Isla, as well as the rest of the door of the Ten Hearts, are sitting in the hall at this time.

"Everything has limits." Lu Sheng calmed. "Super regenerative power can't be changed out of thin air. It needs to constantly consume energy to repair it and restore it to its original state. This kind of consumption cannot be unlimited."

"I understand the teacher," Isla nodded. "It’s just too dangerous to leave Bahan with the meat of Bahan. Only you can eat it. It contains too many toxins that ordinary people can't use."

"It doesn't matter, this meat is rich in energy. You can't eat it now, it doesn't mean you can't do it later." Lu Sheng shook his head slightly.

"The number of recently attacked monsters has increased significantly, which is a good thing for our food reserves. I have captured 13 different monsters as samples, and see which one can be between Bahan and ordinary meat."

"Is it used to over-adapt and adapt?" Jackson asked quietly.

"Yes, the biggest value of Bahan is here." Lu Sheng nodded. "I just learned from the old Buck. The cells of Bahan can almost proliferate without limit. Except for metal and stone, the rest are absolutely Most of the substances can be swallowed and digested by them.

At the same time, less than one thousand degrees of heat will not only harm it, but will also become an energy source for its growth and division. This kind of existence is simply a natural infinite fresh! ”

Lu Sheng improves his voice.

"It is born for the sake of being fresh! And we are to let him fully reflect the value of his life!"

"Although we have sacrificed more than a dozen compatriots, what we have exchanged is an almost endless supply of fresh meat."

Lu Sheng’s words gradually made the rest of the audience shine.

Only Isla sat in the position and felt the teeth inexplicably sore.

This was followed by the disposal of the dead patrol team.

"Now we can receive survivors from other places at regular intervals. The food is temporarily enough for the gift of the whisperer. So our energy should focus on the establishment of the church." Old Barker suggested Road.

"People can't live without faith. If the spiritual pillar can't build support, then our influence on all the city people can't reach the maximum." He is right.

"About the Illusion, the idol has been carved, and the screening of the bishop has been carried out in half. This is where Henry is responsible."

"Now it is already sited, but the establishment of the Palais is in need of a large number of people, as well as building materials. Now it is a waste of time. Many places need manpower. I can only take time to speed up," Henry explained.

A group of people on various issues, one by one to discuss, one by one to solve the bill.

Finally, it is the turn of Isla's trouble.

"About the special nature of Isla, according to his self-reported physique that can attract all kinds of monsters and raids. I have an idea, just to create a monster archives book through Isla, so that more people can understand. The threat of the unknown in the dark," Old Buck suggested.

"As long as it is not the level of the corpse princess, I can handle the rest." Lu Sheng said casually. "The role of Isla is no doubt. It is a meat of Bahan, and it has already lost a lot of sacrifices."

"So what do you mean by the leader?" Jackson asked.

"Don't worry about him for the time being, as long as it is strictly protected." Lu Sheng faint.

"The leader." Suddenly, Old Buck helped the headset. "There is a letter of invitation from you. It is a force called Hope Church. I hope that I can ask you to be a guest. They have stored enough ammunition. Our people's ammunition is not enough. ""

"I hope the church? Please let me be a guest?" Lu Sheng did not hear anything about the church.

It is Isla’s words and stops.

"Isra, what do you want to say?" Lu Sheng smiled.

"I know what this hope church is." Isla nodded.

"Oh? Tell me."

Lu Sheng looked calm and his eyes stared at him.

"I hope that the church is not a human church, but a blood ghost, a monster that incorporates the original book, and a special church created.

This church has a strong exclusivity, worshipping to eliminate poisonous blood to treat Cataclysm infection. Finally, there is one more thing. "Isla slightly hesitated.

"What else, let's just say it." Lu Sheng Ping said.

“There is one more thing.” Isla took a deep breath. “The original book page I always wanted to find, a page is exactly what this blood ghost is.”

“What is the initial book?” Lu Sheng asked again.

"It is the source of Cataclysm. The virus of the first Cataclysm is volatilized from the original book. Legend has it that the collection of all the pages of the original book will give you the ability to trace everything back."

"So you want to collect the initial book and save everything?" Old Buck sneered. "Don't dream." He squatted coldly on the other side.

"I don't know who told you this kind of thing, but I have heard about the initial book. Every page of this thing is marked with different things. After the collection, it will not go back to everything. I don't know, but it changes. It’s definitely more troublesome.”

Isla is silent.

"Forget it, since the arms are not enough, I will go and see for myself." "Jackson and Old Barker and the other people discussed how to deal with the fortress. I and Isla, take people to look at it, what this hope church is."

In the darkness, there seems to be something playing, it seems to be a cello.

The low string sounds like an uneasy man, painfully hitting the wall with his head.

"Someone intervened in the fate of Isla, their hopes, stagnation." A young voice like a child slowly sounded.

"A total of seven pages of the initial book, Isla is only one of them, we have to pay attention to other fusions." Another voice suggested.

"Without danger and threats, life is like a lazy beetle, slow and stiff."

"Then wait, time will help us defeat Isla. When other forces give up, it will not be long before he alone, he will become weaker and weaker, and he will not relax until then." The body will eventually decay