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Chapter five hundred and fiftieth chapters rotten war sacrifice

 As a martial arts practitioner, Yu Zangming has never felt that he has a small appetite.

Although he was born in southern China, he has never given up on defeat when it comes to cooking since he was a child.

A few years ago, when I was still in college, I was a frequent visitor to the buffets nearby.

Compared to canteens which are cheaper but have standard portions.

The kind of person who is more inclined to be a migrant worker is more suitable for a big belly like Yu Zangming.

Of course, there are also financial considerations.

At that time, for Yu Zangming, going to the buffet was the best snack.

Although it is not that exaggerated, every time we have a dinner party, Yu Zangming is always able to "fight fiercely" until the last moment.

She never thought that she would enter the "spectating seat" not long after the meal started.

What kind of meat is this?

Yu Zangming looked at the pieces of meat on his plate.

The plate was as new as if it had been newly opened, and the grilled meat placed on it was even more attractive.

Perhaps it was because of the fire that although the sebum was browned, the quality of the meat inside was not damaged.

Except for some requirements on the teeth, there are no other points lost.

Before that, Yu Zangming was still thinking about staple food.

Now, she has no idea about this.

At this time, the sword weapon that had been pretending to be dead began to react slightly.

Inexplicably, Yu Zangming felt that it was urging him to eat more...

I don't know if it's a hallucination or something.

But, I really can't eat anymore...

Feeling the heavy weight of endless warmth growing in his stomach, Yu Zangming looked at the pieces of meat on his plate with a troubled expression.

The bean soldier next to him kept paying attention.

Once the amount of meat on the plate is reduced, a new piece will be cut from the huge piece of meat being grilled.

Yu Zangming always felt that these guys were eager to use their weapons.

Maybe there is no such opportunity on weekdays?

Yes, the other party did not use ordinary tableware to cut the meat, but swords and the like...

On the other side, Yi Xia was feasting.

The speed with which he eats makes one's appetite whet his appetite.

But Yu Zangming had a vague feeling:

It's like she is eating with a friend who has a small appetite, and in order to control the progress, she only eats a few side dishes first, a subtle sense of déjà vu...

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The meal went by much quicker than expected…

When Yu Zangming tried hard to shrink his stomach so that he would not be so embarrassed when he walked out of the villa with Cang Zhong.

The sun is still shining brightly in the sky.

The driver who was waiting in the car looked at the two people and smiled:

"Cangju, it seems I can't have you drink more than two cups today."

Cang Zhong waved his hand, and then slowly exhaled a breath after sitting in the car.

Obviously, he was also a little stuffed.

He even felt that this meal might last a lot of time...

In this way, the car slowly drove down the mountain.

"Who is that person?"

On the way, Yu Zangming couldn't help but look at Cang Zhong and asked.

"I told you before, what else could a contemporary great witch be?"

Kuranaka changed his position and lay down, trying to relieve the pressure on his stomach through this operation.

"Great witch..."

Yu Zangming chewed this word silently.

She now somewhat understands the weight of this word.

"Okay, let's go to the office to report and we'll be done."

Cang Zhong thought for a moment, looked at Yu Zangming who was sitting behind him and said.

"Hasn't it been recorded before?"

Yu Zangming asked in a low voice.

"The situation is different, don't worry, it's a good thing."

Cang Zhong looked at the other party patiently and explained.

The owner of a sword made from the fragments of a foreign god and an ordinary extraordinary monk in the wild are two different concepts.

What's more, the sword held by the other party is also connected to the great witch.

This cannot be generalized.

At least in terms of national level attention, there are two levels.

Even for this brand-new field, our research has not yet formed a general and fuzzy system modeling.

But judging from the legendary image outlined in the relevant literature passed down, swords involving this level must be focused on killing.

This is also the highest-level legendary magical weapon they have come into contact with so far.

Or a magic weapon?

In short, like Wu Kui, Ji Shuan and others, they are objects that need to be focused on.

After all, such an existence already possesses considerable lethality.

Cangzhong actually doesn't know much about the ultimate meaning of spiritual practice and the changes that extraordinary power can have on the social system.

The most intuitive aspect, which brings impact to the existing order, is the direct violent improvement it gives to individuals.

How to regulate or coordinate is a huge challenge for any country that is about to face this new era.

Of course, some are challenges and some are trials, and it cannot be generalized...

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Yi Xia stood on the balcony and watched the two people leave.

Speaking of which, he was still a little curious about how the plane consciousness recast the sword.

But in this regard, we did not specifically activate the Nuo method: Wentian to inquire.

After all, he's not good at this either, and there's someone taking advantage of him now.

At this time, Yi Xia suddenly remembered a certain instrument that she had thrown into her backpack.

It's time to sacrifice it...

Although the relevant equipment has been used to store it properly, it still feels inappropriate to always leave it in the backpack.

After thinking about this, Yi Xia directly took out a certain storage device from the item backpack.

Even unwilling to open it, Yi Xia directly held the witch flag and launched the war sacrifice.

The next moment, some kind of invisible fire penetrated directly through the overlapping space.

Storage equipment is not considered combat equipment and therefore was not damaged.

Of course, Yi Xia is not prepared to use it easily anymore.

Unless you encounter equipment with related characteristics next time.

As the war sacrifice started, Yi Xia could feel the sealed corrupted weapon gradually burning and decomposing.

It has not yet reached the status of a true artifact, but is endowed with strong power related to corruption due to the world characteristics of the Land of Rot.

Therefore, even ordinary war sacrifices can be sacrificed.

Decay is the destruction of matter.

In a way, it symbolizes the death aspect of all things.

But it does not point to pure death, but to its entangled and twisted dark process.

As such, it is part of a grand sequence of planes that can be extended into worlds like the Land of Decay.

Of course, even Yi Xia has not seen much of such a world.

And as the corrupted weapon dissipated, Yi Xia could feel some kind of full power surging away.

An instrument, unless it is at the artifact level, cannot make any waves in a magnificent world.

Only at certain specific moments, it can play a certain role in promoting and guiding.

And the next moment, a new message flashed on Yi Xia's retina:

"Tips from the Internet: The sacrifice was a success, you got the pickaxe to return home..."


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