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Chapter 1862 Seedbed (12)

"You are really different from the previous ones."

Almost as soon as it hit the ground, the head fell to pieces.

And in its original position, the strands of blood torn out from inside are struggling to stretch out into the outline of a head.

Watching such a scene and facing the overly honest "Ann", Jill finally couldn't help but comment.

And no one refuted it.

Regardless of whether he is honest or not, no matter how dull he is, he can still find that An's situation is indeed much better than that of the previous one.

In particular, his mental state was exaggeratedly stable, his thoughts were clear, and he even taunted him in reverse. After White's head was blown off, even his magical double speech disappeared.

Although the remaining sound is slightly distorted, it can still be heard that it is indeed An.

"You want to say...as long as you take the initiative to accept the scarlet fanaticism in your body, without needing anything else, you can complete some kind of transformation? And survive in this place?"

Seeing that the face just smiled and said nothing, Gill and the bachelor looked at each other and continued to summarize.

"Part of it is right this time."

An finally nodded and even touched White's head, which was outlined with blood lines.

"He does not need to die, but without anyone to share his experience, I was a little confused for the first time, but -"

The next moment, she actually grabbed the head and pushed it back directly. She did not stop there but continued downwards, causing White's body to continue to disintegrate and fall.

"Don't you understand? This is not a dangerous situation, but an opportunity for us... an opportunity that may never come again."

The tone suddenly rose, and along with it, a gray-green flame ignited in An's palm, and White's body was already missing half of it.

"...Not only is your consciousness awake, but your abilities are also retained?"

Even Li couldn't help it now. He was the closest one except Fu Qian, but he couldn't help but stand further away as he spoke.

Just now when a group of people were on guard against the mysterious sinner, he had obviously noticed the supernatural phenomenon appearing on An's hand and knew that it was her ability.

"Keep it? Haha..."

However, Li Jinwan's analysis was not recognized. Instead, An raised his hand amid a sneer.

Silently, a head-sized gray-green ball of flame appeared, like phosphorus fire in a graveyard, and slowly but surely flew towards Fu Qian.

Yes, although the target of the sneer was Li, the attack was clearly directed at the sinner.

It cannot be ruled out that there is a factor of standing closest.

"What a chaotic archery move."

However, this sudden attack failed to move the old face at all.

He even gave a compliment, but the next moment he didn't dodge or dodge, he actually raised his hand as well.

In the horrified eyes of the audience, the giant green and black fist had opened up and directly took the fireball into its palm.

boom!

Finally there was an explosion.

Like flames and mist, as soon as the two come into contact, the flame ball explodes.

However, its broken scene is completely different from White's method just now.

It is dense and dense, as if it is made up of the overlapping shadows of many evil spirits, and with this change, fingers and claws are stretched out, tearing in all directions.

At the same time, the speed seemed slow but was actually very fast. Li who was closest almost had to jump out to barely avoid it.

Even so, the ground where he originally stood still seemed to have been reclaimed by the claws of evil spirits, leaving several long traces.

"Your Excellency the Sinner is truly extraordinary, he can even block this easily.

"It is truly an honor to be a fellow inmate and teammate with a demigod."

However, he still couldn't let Anduo take a look.

The latter looked at the unharmed Fu Qian and laughed happily.



Look, what is the art of self-praising.

As soon as the title of demigod came out, there was no movement except An's smile.

"Good eyesight."

In the horrified eyes of Jill and others, they still did not take a step back, nor were they modest at all.

People who go out to join the world are all very particular about carrying each other's sedan chairs.

The sentence just now clearly acknowledges one's own strength, but dares to take the initiative to provoke and comment on a demigod, and the subtext is equally clear.

In view of this, Fu Qian didn't mind showing off his posture and looking up at him for a long time.

"Your Excellency the Sinner..."

Faced with this compliment and answer, the team members finally came to their senses. This shout made them feel no psychological burden.

"Not only do you retain your abilities, but accepting the curse allows you to become a demigod?"

However, without even confirming with Fu the second time, Jill turned to Ms. An suddenly while muttering to herself, understanding that her actions just now were just to show her strength.

"I've said it more than once, that's not a curse, but something far beyond your knowledge..."

It's hard to tell whether An's tone was happy or unhappy at that moment, but there was definitely contempt for everyone.

"I was already in despair just now and no longer tried to fight, but it was precisely in that situation that I felt more.

"What is imposed on you is not just what is on you, but things everywhere, even a ritual that you cannot understand."

There was another burst of debris falling, and there was not much left of White's body. Even the Scarlet Angel that was born from it was entrenched and integrated with An as the center.

The latter used his extra "hand" to point all the way from the giant ice wall to the depths of the prison.



Although the demeanor of the magic stick is too strong and it doesn't sound like human speech, to be honest, it still touches on some of the essence.

The eyes of Jill and others flashed wildly, and when they tried their best to understand, Fu Qian already agreed with this statement.

It's not just the crimson fanaticism in him, there is a more holistic concept in this prison.

The scarlet angel that he killed earlier was integrated into it.

And this also explains why An was able to achieve such exaggerated changes.

To be honest, she is now at least a demi-god, but before the change, she was just about the same level as Li.

What triggered this ascension was not the simple curse on her body, but something more advanced, such as the "ritual" she called it.

Of course, even so, Fu Qian doesn’t think this is a good thing.

Putting aside your own tasks, there are so many pie-in-the-sky things?

It can be seen that other people, including others, obviously have similar concerns.

After all, he was a member of society who had been in prison. Although he vaguely understood what An meant, Jill and the others still looked at each other and did not say anything in a hurry.

"Of course, you can also join me like White and let me take you to experience the wonder."

Unfortunately, before they could figure out how to deal with this opportunity, Ms. An took the initiative to remind them and said she could help.

“What about La Nina?”

He nodded, not wasting the spirit of helping others, and asked casually before paying.


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