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Chapter 967 The Abnormality of the Universe

 A skill that is too overbearing to be used in a low-key manner, but it may be miraculous in some special situations.

While sighing that things are unpredictable, he quickly commented on his first reward before paying.

And since it is a new effect of the law residue, there shouldn’t be much of a problem in terms of safety, so——

Feeling the new thing in his consciousness, he snapped his fingers before paying and activated it without any ceremony.

Theoretically speaking, the warehouse should be a relatively special existence. I wonder if there will be any special reaction when the tyrant comes?

A strange feeling of self-expansion came over me, but within half a second, my eyesight was raised a lot.

But at the same time, the squeaking sounds were endless.

When he realized something before paying, he looked down and found that his clothes and pants had been torn into strips.

… Sure enough, people can’t be too inflated?

I sighed a lot before paying. It was different here than in the mission. The damage could not be recovered.

And if this image goes out and is seen by others, it will really damage the reputation of my great fortune king.

But that's the end of it... Before paying, I still turned my attention back to the changes in my body.

In the state of the Brilliant Tyrant, there is much more than just expanding to more than two meters in size.

Although there are no gorgeous special effects, before paying, I can clearly feel that layers of indescribable invisible ripples are surrounding me.

Is this the embodiment of God’s will? Is it always distorting the surroundings and making all existence surrender?

overbearing!

He stood with his hands behind his back, as if looking down at the world.

Unfortunately, the incomplete trousers slightly dimmed this majesty.

Other than that, neither the warehouse underfoot nor the tables and chairs next to it seemed to be noticeable.

It is obvious that regardless of whether he is stupid or not, the status of the warehouse is still high, and he is as stable as a mountain in the face of petty tyrants.

This should be the reason why I was not blocked just now.

Next time, try somewhere less high-end, and don't forget to change the bone armor at the same time.

After practicing the skill, I summarized my experience before paying and relieved the effect.

As his body shrank, he began to check out his special reward.

[Name: Microcosm Abnormalities]

[Type: special items]

[An old lantern can not only be lit, but can even be turned on. A distorted color that reflects the eternal glory of the universe is entrenched in the belly of the lamp, allowing it to shine slightly.

When used, tap it three times in a row, and the disturbed abnormal color will rapidly increase the brightness of the lantern, and randomly reflect a phantom of a noble cosmic god. The old authority remains on it, as does the old divine power.

After each use, it will sleep for a week and cannot be disturbed again during this period]

[Remarks: The sublimity from the depths of the universe helps to recognize one's own insignificance]

This... is a bit awesome!

The phantom of a cosmic god? Knock three times to summon a djinn and make a wish?

It’s hard to imagine such a beautiful scene. The introduction makes it clear that the old divine power still exists, but it’s most likely not that easy to communicate with. At the same time, it’s even random and cannot be specified.

But even so, it is still too powerful, a phantom of a god with authority.

With the properties of urine in this extraordinary world, I feel like anything can happen after using it.

In addition, the name "cosmic god" is also very interesting. Does it correspond to the local god?

It’s hard to say, but if you find a suitable screening room, you can show this as a slideshow and learn more.

Also, why does the shape of this thing look so familiar?

Look at the items in your hands before paying.

The black tube has a round belly and is not too big. If I admit it correctly, it is obviously produced by the same factory as the death-watching card I drew, except that there are no bunch of pink eyeballs inside.

Instead, there was a faint brilliance with an indescribable color floating in it. At first glance, it looked a bit like the 1-105 that I had studied before.

The wool harvested from the Rainbow of Change? Because of his outstanding performance?

I had a moment of realization before paying.

It's reasonable, but I don't know if I knock it now, will that person appear directly and strike with a sword?

As soon as the idea came to mind, Fu Qian, who was diligent in seeking death, naturally stretched out his hand.

Unfortunately, he soon discovered that some kind of invisible restriction prevented him from knocking on it.

Can't this be used here?

It becomes clear immediately before payment.

It seems that although the warehouse agreed to the tyrant's visit, the size of the phantom of the gods was still a bit too big.

Well, it seems that my slide study plan is going to be suspended.

With a little regret, he took back his hand and put the lantern on the table beside him before paying.

Although the process of this trip is a bit dangerous, the rewards are also among the best.

Both rewards are obviously ones that can come in handy at special times, and the most important thing is that I also know an honorable name - Rainbow of Change.

For such an existence with obvious malicious intent and huge threat, how can it be just a passive beating? Next, it is time to activate the intelligence system to confirm who is the master.

[Today’s work has been completed, you can now leave the warehouse, this week’s work progress is 1/4]

At the familiar prompt, Fu Qian grabbed the messenger mask and put it on his face.

Of course, there was no hint of feeling in the past, but now it inevitably aroused inner melancholy.

I thought that I was invincible after three breaks, but once a month is such a magical day!



"Mr. Fang, are you... taking action again?"

Fu Qian, who once again put on the special windbreaker, succeeded in making Miss Wen look surprised and confused.

When Dairin Mei-oh returns, her first reaction is to go to Beijing to start another bloody storm.

"You are in the first echelon among demigods after all. Why are you nervous?"

What responded to her was Fu Qian's contemptuous gaze.

This is the third day of working as a bodyguard here. Considering that a powerful party like herself is here, Miss Wen feels very comfortable.

Not only is the condition visible to the naked eye, but the psychological impact is so subtle that sometimes even oneself is not aware of it.

The joy of this harvest, even because of her ability, was successfully conveyed to everyone inside and outside.

Even the aunt who cleaned the room before payment moved with ease and her brows were bright.

The only problem with this guy is that he still lacks the consciousness of a strong man.

Maybe there is too much pressure from having such an amazing talent and beauty around you?

It's not unreasonable, but it's really not necessary. We have always oppressed all sentient beings.

"That's true...but I still haven't gotten used to it for a while."

Wenli was always brave enough to admit mistakes and immediately smiled sheepishly.

"Do you need my help preparing the mask?"

This person is quite enthusiastic about masks, and I even believe she has them in stock now.

"Being not."

Fu Qian declined the offer and opened a corner of his windbreaker, revealing the tattered trouser legs underneath.

"It just expanded."


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