The Legend of Bimeng: Section 588 Conquering Tustaman

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Section 588 Conquering Tustaman

But at this moment, Scat suddenly discovered something in shock, that is, Lao Xie's hands did not retract and hit back as usual. Instead, it turned into two sharp claws and merely grabbed Scat's arms. Because the power gap between the two sides is too large, Scatter cannot break away without using higher-level power.

Seeing this situation, Scatter was stunned for a moment, because in his opinion, Lao Xie was obviously a unnecessary failure. Because Lao Xie's power has the upper hand, as long as he continues to fight, he will soon be able to break through Scat's two-handed defense and inflict heavy damage to his opponent. But now that both sides' arms are entangled, no one can attack. If you do the math, it's clearly Scatter, the one with the upper hand, who takes advantage, right? But Scatter knew that although Lao Xie's opponent was slightly inferior to him in terms of skills, he could still be regarded as a rare prodigy, and it was obviously impossible for him to make such a low-level mistake. But now that he has done this, I am afraid there is some conspiracy in it?

After realizing something was wrong, Scutt immediately became alert, and as expected, he soon discovered Lao Xie's conspiracy. I saw Lao Xie's chest suddenly bulged outwards, and then a small fist flew out from inside, aiming at Scatter's nose and punching him hard.

When Scat saw it, he was immediately stunned. In fact, after he saw Lao Xie's third fist, he still had some reaction time. But the problem is that his mind was turbulent for a long time, and he couldn't find a countermeasure, because Lao Xie is not a conspiracy at all, but a serious conspiracy. I will punch you in the nose, what can you do?

Skater's hands were tightly grasped by Lao Xie, unless his arms were disconnected. Otherwise there is simply no way. After all, Lao Xie is not an ordinary person, but a master of boxing. If an ordinary person were to hit this punch, Skater might be able to shake his neck and get out of the way, but Skater might not be able to block Lao Xie's fist even with his fists. Not impossible!

So. Under the gaze of everyone, Skater could only watch helplessly as Lao Xie's crystal-clear fist hit his nose hard. Then a huge force came from his fist, and Scutt was knocked away.

"Uh!" Scutt grunted in the air, hurriedly adjusted his body shape, and stood firmly. Fortunately, Lao Xie was merciful with this punch, otherwise he would have to smash Scatter's fragile head, but even so. Skater's beautiful nose was also ruined. It looked like a smashed tomato. Blood gushed out like a fountain, and tears could not stop flowing down.

Seeing Skater's miserable appearance and Lao Xie's three hands. The God of Glory and the three divine attendants were all stunned. It took a while for the God of Glory to react. Then she laughed loudly and said: "Haha! Stephen, you brought me another big surprise! Thank you so much. I met more surprises today than I have met in the past 100,000 years!" ”

Lao Xie didn’t know what to say. I can only giggle on the side.

Skater hurriedly healed his nose, then came to the God of Glory with a dumbfounded look, bowed and saluted: "My lord, I have lived up to my trust!"

"I don't blame you, I don't blame you!" The God of Glory waved his hand and smiled indifferently: "No matter who it is, if you suddenly encounter this situation, you will definitely suffer. No wonder he is so sure of defeating you. Well, that’s what happened!”

Then the God of Glory turned to Lao Xie and smiled: "Stephen. Can you tell me what's going on?"

"Alas!" Lao Xie sighed and said slightly sadly: "I should be a mixed-race child. I had four arms after I was born. Even my parents looked down on me, so I was thrown by my mother when I was just born. In the river! ”

"Ah, I didn't expect you to have such a tragic life experience!" The God of Glory nodded, and then smiled: "But I can tell you responsibly, throw it away. It is definitely her loss. You In the future, he will definitely become a high-profile person!”

"Don't you, sir, discriminate against an ugly mixed-race monster like me?" Lao Xie suddenly said curiously: "As far as I know, people in the Holy See seem to attach great importance to bloodline?"

"Haha!" The God of Glory immediately laughed and said: "Bloodline? We do value it, but the reason why we value it is because good bloodline often produces geniuses. Therefore, it is not so much that we value bloodline. It is better to say that we value strength, and you are fully capable of spreading your bloodline as a sacred one among the gods!"

When Lao Xie heard this, he immediately saluted with emotion and said, "Thank you, sir!" This time Lao Xie sincerely expressed his gratitude to the God of Glory. A mixed-race person who was much discriminated against, what he longed for most was to be recognized by others. , and the God of Glory, speaking such words with such a noble status, naturally made Lao Xie burst into tears of gratitude.

However, what Lao Xie doesn’t actually know is that the Gods really don’t pay much attention to bloodline, because most of the souls they recruit are believers, and then introduce them into the kingdom of God, throw them into the pool of light, and reshape the light. body. In this way, it actually doesn't matter what bloodline they had before, as they will all be the same angels after they come out. Therefore, in the plane ruled by the God of Glory, there are countless races who are her believers. As long as they believe in the God of Light, they are not strictly limited to humans.

"Okay!" The God of Glory then smiled at Lao Xie and said, "Since you won, I will give Tustaman to you. Let me see your magical magic. ”

"What an honor!" Lao Xie said with a slight smile. Then he threw away his torn robe and took a few steps to stand in front of Tustaman, who was completely imprisoned.

Lao Xie first looked at Tustaman's crown carefully, and then carefully removed the closed crown along the gap, revealing Tustaman's true appearance.

To Lao Xie's surprise, although Tustaman is known as a sacred mummy, he is not wrapped in linen like other mummies, but his skin is completely exposed. There were no signs of death on his face. Instead, he looked just like an ordinary person. He just looked a little pale. There was no clue that this was a corpse that had been dead for more than 10,000 years. Moreover, Tustaman was extremely handsome. After seeing it, Lao Xie couldn't help but joked with some jealousy: "I didn't expect this guy to be so beautiful, just like a woman! It's just that more than 10,000 years have passed. Why doesn’t he rot and die?”

"Haha, his body has already been calcined by the divine fire. It is a truly endless body, so how can it rot?" The God of Glory said with a smile.

"So that's it!" Lao Xie's eyes lit up and he said with a smile: "The more it is like this, the more I like it! Just look at my methods!"

As he spoke, Lao Xie slapped his chest hard, then opened his mouth and spit out a mouthful of blood essence. At the same time, he separated a trace of his consciousness and attached it to the essence blood. Then this mouthful of blood essence fell on Tustaman's forehead, and under the control of the old evil consciousness, slowly seeped into Tustaman's mind.

Then Lao Xie sat cross-legged and meditated, constantly pressing fingerprints with both hands, while refining his own essence and blood with Tustaman's body to completely integrate them, and at the same time directing his consciousness to mix with the essence and blood, Slowly taking over Tustaman's body.

The progress of the entire work was extremely difficult and slow. Lao Xie obviously underestimated the strength of Tustaman's body. After all, it was a body that had been burned by divine fire and was not easy to capture. Fortunately, Tustaman was just a corpse now without any consciousness, so he was unable to resist this slow erosion. But even so, with Lao Xie's spiritual consciousness comparable to that of a legendary master, it took a lot of effort to slowly take over the command of Tustaman's body.

The God of Glory and others only saw a faint red light glowing from Tustaman's body, and his body was also trembling. Lao Xie, on the other hand, was sweating profusely and seemed to be struggling. The whole process took dozens of hours to explain.

Fortunately, the God of Glory and others are very patient guys. For gods like them, who have infinite lifespans, hundreds of years pass by in the blink of an eye, and a few days are really nothing. Moreover, the God of Glory and the others were not just waiting around. They were also observing the changes inside Tustaman's body with their own spiritual consciousness, and they all had a general understanding of Lao Xie's strange spell. .

When Lao Xie got up covered in sweat and exhausted, he saw the God of Glory and others looking at him in surprise. Lao Xie was so scared that he couldn't help scratching the back of his head and said with a wry smile: "Why are you looking at me?"

The God of Glory did not speak, and first swayed a white light at Lao Xie, which instantly restored the tired Lao Xie's energy, as if he had just woken up from a few days' sleep. Then she said curiously: "Stephen, your spell is very magical. If I guessed correctly, you can now use your own consciousness to command Tustaman and fully exert his combat effectiveness, right?"

"Of course not!" Lao Xie immediately smiled bitterly and said: "I can only easily command Tustaman's body, but I have not inherited his memory, so I don't know his magic. Therefore, I He can only use half of his own fighting power!"

"That's not bad!" The God of Glory smiled and said: "You are only at level six, but Tustaman is a demigod. No, that's not all. His body has actually become a god. Even if he is With half the strength, you almost have the strength to compete with a demigod! Haha! It’s really amazing that a sixth-level kid like you has the strength of a demigod!”

"Where is it!" Lao Xie said with a humble face: "Isn't it thanks to you, sir? If you hadn't **** Tustaman, even if you beat me to death, I wouldn't have been able to conquer him. ?"