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Chapter 347

"Endless flagon!"

Different from Tushan Honghong, Tushan Yaya is a master of the long-range magic system. After drinking a strong drink, the coldness in the whole body increased again, and the wine in the hip flask turned into a sharp weapon and shot towards Esdeath.

Esdeath curled her lips, and an ice wall stood in front of her. The ice beneath her feet piled up. She pushed with her right hand and rushed toward Tushan Yaya with the ice wall.

"It's not enough to only use long-range attacks. A real mage needs to be able to fight in close combat."

I guess he has been with the players for a long time, and Esdeath is always talking dirty.

"Dharma appears in heaven and earth!"

Tushan Yaya's figure suddenly grew in size, turning into a giant more than ten meters tall, and punched Esdeath.

"I said, technique, technique is the key!"

The ice under Esdeath's feet turned to the right, and his figure also turned around. He rose up from the ground and reached the same position as Tushan Yaya.

"Who are you anyway?"

Tushan Yaya said in a deep voice, she is the leader of the Demon Alliance. She does not know everything in the world, but at least she knows most of the strong people in this world. But this guy in front of her is not as strong as a human being.

But the problem is, this guy is a human being, and he has no demonic aura or even magic power.

But there is no such person in Yiqi Dao Alliance!

Could it be said that it is an outsider?

But it's not like she hasn't come into contact with creatures outside the circle, so it's not like this.

"Too much nonsense, wait until you defeat me before you talk!"

Esdeath's smile never stopped, the bigger she got, the more excited she became...

"She is a human being, but the power within her body has an evil aura."

On the other side, Saitama, oh no, it was a Taoist who looked like Saitama and an old man wearing an Ultraman mask were talking.

"The other party didn't kill him, he was probably just having fun."

Although Ultraman's mask covered the upper half of his face, the few remaining teeth revealed the fact that he was old.

"Is this for fun?"

The middle-aged man wiped the cold sweat from his head, feeling that the blue-haired woman was trying to kill her.

"If we weren't looking for fun, the leader of the Demon Alliance would have no chance to speak."

The old man explained.

"Is it so scary? When did our human race have such a master?"

A cold wind came, and the middle-aged man hurriedly used his magic skills to build himself a wall.

"I don't think he belongs to our human race."

The old man murmured and kneaded the magic formula with his hand: "Disciple Wang Wanli, I would like to invite the Lord of Three Consciousnesses!"

The mask on the old man's face instantly turned into a three-eyed mask, which was exactly the mask of Yang Yitan in the mask organization.

Yang Yitan was a member of the Yang family who had a celestial eye five hundred years ago. He was born with divine eyes that could discern the movement of the enemy's energy and predict the enemy's opportunities before attacking.

"This mask is a bit interesting."

Zhang Chen, who was chatting, also had a mask of the Three Consciousness God on his right hand, and began to sense the power of the mask.

"It's a bit like summoning the gods, and it's a bit like virtualization, but more specifically, it should be a child body, right?

To put it bluntly, this thing is similar to a mobile phone. If the signal tower is there, then the mobile phone can naturally make calls and even surf the Internet. But if there is no signal tower, you can use the mobile phone for lighting.

The signal towers of these masks are naturally the original nine people of the Mask Organization. Through the masks, the people of the Mask Organization can temporarily possess those powers.

Of course, in the past five hundred years, the mask organization should have produced some amazing and talented people, leaving behind other masks.

For example, Wang Wanli's mask should be unique to him. After all, no one with normal aesthetics would choose this thing. It's not that he doesn't like Ultraman, but that this thing is the concave-convex version!

"But speaking of masks, what would the mask of King Power look like?"

As we all know, Wang Quan's aesthetics on masks are different from ordinary people. For example, Wang Quan's mask originally had a funny face.

When I think of the mask organization putting a funny face on their head when they fight against someone, it would probably make the enemy laugh to death.

"If Yang Miao had used this trick at that time, Bai Yue Yue would definitely not be able to hold back his laughter."

Zhang Chen muttered and began to analyze the power on the mask.

He can copy well, but it can only copy. The power of the Lord God does not allow him to directly know everything. If he really had this ability, he would not need to recruit scientific researchers.

At level 80, players no longer need to become virtual, or in other words, they have become complete and have become gods.

Of course, the players’ god is the god of incense, which is a spawning type. It’s similar to the gods in “Flying Fairies”. They may not be able to defeat level 70 players one-on-one.

But gods also have their own ability, which is to master laws.

But the problem is that once the rules are mastered, players will completely know the truth of the world, because this is an instinct engraved in the soul.

Just like in the legend, gods will have visions of heaven and earth when they are reincarnated, and they can speak human words when they are born, and even speak in accordance with the law.

After all, turning from human to god is a qualitative change. How could a god change into a human body and completely become a human?

However, this mask gave Zhang Chen an inspiration, that is, a companion magic weapon!

As long as the player's power of law is transferred to the mask, the player will still be just a mortal after returning to the human body, because his magic weapon is in another world and cannot be sensed at all.

To put it bluntly, it means dividing the body of a god and stripping out the power of laws, but because it is a magic weapon, players can use it at any time and merge it with it to become a real god.

It's a bit like the authority of the God of Disobedience in "God Killer". Whoever controls it is the new god.

It's a pity that Zhang Chen didn't find the world of "God Killer", and now this mask can only be used one-on-one.

Fortunately, the problem is not big. After all, players are still jumping around level 70, and level 80 is still far away.

Moreover, cultivating a mask also requires a huge amount of resources. Otherwise, after five hundred years, the mask organization would still have very few usable masks. Not to mention that Zhang Chen planned to get a mask that could only be used by gods. He planned to inscribe laws on the mask!

Zhang Chen flicked it casually, and the mask disappeared into the void, and was given to Nirvana to study and strive for mass production.

"Why haven't I found the world of "The Prisoner of Food", "The Little Master of China", and "The Spirit of the Halberd Eater" until now?"

Zhang Chen sighed with emotion, is Hestia not a foodie enough, or is it because I have less luck to invest in it? Why can't I find a delicious food in the world?

"Do you think those worlds are unreasonable?"

Tendō Kisara said that other things can be described as magical, but the world of "The Prisoner of Food" doesn't look like a world that can run independently, right?

"No, I don't believe that ice cream mountains exist!"

Hestia protested.

Zhang Chen was speechless. Although you are a god, it’s useless if you don’t believe it!

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