Chapter 502
Have You Heard Of Phoenix?
Chapter 502 Have You Heard Of Phoenix?
As soon as Mo Luo said this, Bai Rushuang and I were also stunned. After that, Paul held his head with his hands, with a very painful expression on his face.
I looked like the three Donalds next to me and asked them what the hell was going on.
The expressions of the three of Donald also became very ugly at this time, with endless anger showing between their brows, and they replied: "It's Gracie, he was a captain of the Death Trial before, and Commander Morrow is very Taking care of him, he has always been treated as his own brother, and finally with the help of the commander, he became a commander of our Death Trial."
"Commander Moro and her fiancée Serena have always been a couple in our Death Trial. They were planning to get married this year, but when the blood race attacked our Death Trial, Gracie betrayed Death and became a blood race. He attacked our king, causing the blood emperor of the blood clan to take away our king's heart, and the frenzied Gracie finally killed Seth with his own hands in order to please the blood emperor Leier after our Reaper regime was overthrown. Lina is his proof of joining the blood clan."
Hearing this, a cloud of anger rose instantly in my heart. Although I knew there were many hidden secrets in it, this did not affect my judgment on that Gracie, who was definitely not as good as a beast.
At this time, I can probably also understand Mo Luo's feelings, being backed by his best brother, and his fiancée also died at the hands of his good brother, plus those partners who once fought side by side with him were punished. After killing more than half of them, it was not easy for Mo Luo to be able to survive under such multiple blows.
I started to feel a little embarrassed about what I had done to Moreau, and I asked, "Where is that Gracie now?"
"In the Trial House of Death." Donald replied: "After our king was killed by the Blood Emperor, he used his last strength to seal the Death God Scythe in the Trial House. The Blood Emperor has always wanted to get this Death God Scythe , but he has never been able to think of a way to break the seal, so he handed over this task to Gracie, asking him to find a way to get this death scythe out."
"Death scythe?"
"The Death Scythe is the weapon of our Death God's past kings. If you get it, you have the right to summon the Death God." Donald replied: "Once the Blood Emperor or Gracie gets the Death God Scythe, many Death Gods who travel in the West will be killed." I will surrender to them, and then we will really have no chance of turning around in the lineage of Death God."
"Then if we get the Death God Scythe, does that mean we can summon those Death Gods who are still alive?"
"Mr. Wu Dao, if you get it, it may not be very useful." Matthew replied: "But if the death scythe is obtained by Mo Luo, it may be able to summon a lot of death, and one day if we can defeat Blood clan, Commander Mo Luo even has a chance to become the new King of Death."
"so."
I put my chin on my hand, nodded involuntarily, then walked towards Mo Luo, and said: "Mr. Sickle, and then summon those gods of death who are still alive, to seek revenge from the blood clan and that Gracie."
"Don't be kidding, Wu Dao." Mo Luo didn't have any confidence at all: "We were not the opponents of other blood races in our heyday, let alone these remnant soldiers and defeated generals now, it's really whimsical."
"If you don't try it, how do you know it's whimsical?"
"How can I try?" Mo Luo suddenly locked his eyes on me, then he stretched out his right hand and left leg, and said: "See, my hands and feet are all useless, now If you don't even have the strength to open a bottle of whiskey, how can you hold the Death Scythe?"
"Besides, my power is gone, and it was taken away by the Blood Emperor. He wants me to be a running dog of the blood clan. I will definitely not agree. If this is the case, I will never get my power back."
I'm curious that since the blood emperor has the ability to take away other people's power, I don't know how he did it, but even if Mo Luo has no power now, what does it matter?
I suddenly looked at Mo Luo seriously and said, "If I have a way to restore your original strength, or even make you stronger, can you restore the teacher Mo Luo that I knew before?"
"This is impossible."
"In this world, nothing is impossible." I suddenly smiled, very confidently: "You just lost your power, but your physique hasn't changed, so power is nothing to me. What a problem."
As I said that, I directly took out a Bodhi fruit from my body. I only have five pieces of this thing left, and I am reluctant to eat it myself, but I am more willing to give it to Mo Luo.
"If you don't believe me, you can take this and try it first, and see if you can get back some of your strength." Having said that, I paused: "If you feel that it works after taking it, I can Gives you a magic drug that restores your strength permanently, and it helps you restore your hamstrings and hamstrings."
Mo Luo took the bodhi fruit in my hand half-believingly, and then swallowed the bodhi fruit in his mouth. It can be seen that Mo Luo didn't really lose his fighting spirit, but he couldn't find any hope of turning defeat into victory, so he just swallowed it. It will become what it is today.
And now that I have given Morrow hope again, he will naturally not give up this opportunity.
I know exactly how powerful the bodhi fruit is. I am well aware of it. This is a special medicine. His expression also became quite excited at this time.
About 2 minutes later, Moro suddenly let out a low growl, and then punched the ground.
We only heard a bang from the ground, and then we saw spider web-like cracks spreading around at a speed visible to the naked eye with Mo Luo's fist as the center.
Seeing this scene, Bai Rushuang and I remained calm, but the three of Donald next to us were stunned, and Mo Luo also had an unbelievable look on his face. Just now, his right hand couldn't even open the cap of the wine bottle. , but at this time, he was able to blow out so many cracks in the concrete floor with one punch.
Although this effect is not as good as his previous state as a god of death, compared with his useless hand at the beginning, it is enough to pull Mo Luo back from the ice cellar of hell.
Mo Luo clenched his fist tightly, and there was black energy flowing between the fists, and then he slowly stood up from the ground, looked at me in shock and said, "Wu Dao, what you gave me is What? Is it the most powerful stimulant."
"This is not a stimulant, but a bodhi fruit, which I accidentally found in a cave, and it can instantly replenish the power consumed by the human body." I looked at Mo Luo with a smile and asked, "How do you feel now? "
"It feels pretty good." Mo Luo nodded, the decadence on his face was swept away, and there was even a flash of light in his eyes: "But Wu Dao, I can feel the strength of this power, but it It cannot be regenerated, that is, the hand, now that the strength in my body is exhausted, then I will become a useless person again."
"You're right, it's a one-off."
"Then Mr. Wu Dao, how many such fruits do you have in total, or is there a way for you to find such a fruit tree so that it can continuously help us lead and replenish our strength."
Donald's words are indeed a bit ridiculous. He regarded my bodhi fruit as an apple. If I could have such a fruit tree, then I would have been extremely capable. I spread my hands helplessly and replied: " Unfortunately, I only have five of these fruits, and now Teacher Morrow has eaten one, and I have four left."
There was a trace of disappointment on the faces of Mo Luo and the others, but I just smiled and said, "Mr. Mo Luo, no matter how many bodhi fruits I have, you can't keep using this bodhi fruit to keep your own. Power, so we must think of a solution once and for all."
"any solution?"
"Have you ever heard of Phoenix?"
(End of this chapter)
As soon as Mo Luo said this, Bai Rushuang and I were also stunned. After that, Paul held his head with his hands, with a very painful expression on his face.
I looked like the three Donalds next to me and asked them what the hell was going on.
The expressions of the three of Donald also became very ugly at this time, with endless anger showing between their brows, and they replied: "It's Gracie, he was a captain of the Death Trial before, and Commander Morrow is very Taking care of him, he has always been treated as his own brother, and finally with the help of the commander, he became a commander of our Death Trial."
"Commander Moro and her fiancée Serena have always been a couple in our Death Trial. They were planning to get married this year, but when the blood race attacked our Death Trial, Gracie betrayed Death and became a blood race. He attacked our king, causing the blood emperor of the blood clan to take away our king's heart, and the frenzied Gracie finally killed Seth with his own hands in order to please the blood emperor Leier after our Reaper regime was overthrown. Lina is his proof of joining the blood clan."
Hearing this, a cloud of anger rose instantly in my heart. Although I knew there were many hidden secrets in it, this did not affect my judgment on that Gracie, who was definitely not as good as a beast.
At this time, I can probably also understand Mo Luo's feelings, being backed by his best brother, and his fiancée also died at the hands of his good brother, plus those partners who once fought side by side with him were punished. After killing more than half of them, it was not easy for Mo Luo to be able to survive under such multiple blows.
I started to feel a little embarrassed about what I had done to Moreau, and I asked, "Where is that Gracie now?"
"In the Trial House of Death." Donald replied: "After our king was killed by the Blood Emperor, he used his last strength to seal the Death God Scythe in the Trial House. The Blood Emperor has always wanted to get this Death God Scythe , but he has never been able to think of a way to break the seal, so he handed over this task to Gracie, asking him to find a way to get this death scythe out."
"Death scythe?"
"The Death Scythe is the weapon of our Death God's past kings. If you get it, you have the right to summon the Death God." Donald replied: "Once the Blood Emperor or Gracie gets the Death God Scythe, many Death Gods who travel in the West will be killed." I will surrender to them, and then we will really have no chance of turning around in the lineage of Death God."
"Then if we get the Death God Scythe, does that mean we can summon those Death Gods who are still alive?"
"Mr. Wu Dao, if you get it, it may not be very useful." Matthew replied: "But if the death scythe is obtained by Mo Luo, it may be able to summon a lot of death, and one day if we can defeat Blood clan, Commander Mo Luo even has a chance to become the new King of Death."
"so."
I put my chin on my hand, nodded involuntarily, then walked towards Mo Luo, and said: "Mr. Sickle, and then summon those gods of death who are still alive, to seek revenge from the blood clan and that Gracie."
"Don't be kidding, Wu Dao." Mo Luo didn't have any confidence at all: "We were not the opponents of other blood races in our heyday, let alone these remnant soldiers and defeated generals now, it's really whimsical."
"If you don't try it, how do you know it's whimsical?"
"How can I try?" Mo Luo suddenly locked his eyes on me, then he stretched out his right hand and left leg, and said: "See, my hands and feet are all useless, now If you don't even have the strength to open a bottle of whiskey, how can you hold the Death Scythe?"
"Besides, my power is gone, and it was taken away by the Blood Emperor. He wants me to be a running dog of the blood clan. I will definitely not agree. If this is the case, I will never get my power back."
I'm curious that since the blood emperor has the ability to take away other people's power, I don't know how he did it, but even if Mo Luo has no power now, what does it matter?
I suddenly looked at Mo Luo seriously and said, "If I have a way to restore your original strength, or even make you stronger, can you restore the teacher Mo Luo that I knew before?"
"This is impossible."
"In this world, nothing is impossible." I suddenly smiled, very confidently: "You just lost your power, but your physique hasn't changed, so power is nothing to me. What a problem."
As I said that, I directly took out a Bodhi fruit from my body. I only have five pieces of this thing left, and I am reluctant to eat it myself, but I am more willing to give it to Mo Luo.
"If you don't believe me, you can take this and try it first, and see if you can get back some of your strength." Having said that, I paused: "If you feel that it works after taking it, I can Gives you a magic drug that restores your strength permanently, and it helps you restore your hamstrings and hamstrings."
Mo Luo took the bodhi fruit in my hand half-believingly, and then swallowed the bodhi fruit in his mouth. It can be seen that Mo Luo didn't really lose his fighting spirit, but he couldn't find any hope of turning defeat into victory, so he just swallowed it. It will become what it is today.
And now that I have given Morrow hope again, he will naturally not give up this opportunity.
I know exactly how powerful the bodhi fruit is. I am well aware of it. This is a special medicine. His expression also became quite excited at this time.
About 2 minutes later, Moro suddenly let out a low growl, and then punched the ground.
We only heard a bang from the ground, and then we saw spider web-like cracks spreading around at a speed visible to the naked eye with Mo Luo's fist as the center.
Seeing this scene, Bai Rushuang and I remained calm, but the three of Donald next to us were stunned, and Mo Luo also had an unbelievable look on his face. Just now, his right hand couldn't even open the cap of the wine bottle. , but at this time, he was able to blow out so many cracks in the concrete floor with one punch.
Although this effect is not as good as his previous state as a god of death, compared with his useless hand at the beginning, it is enough to pull Mo Luo back from the ice cellar of hell.
Mo Luo clenched his fist tightly, and there was black energy flowing between the fists, and then he slowly stood up from the ground, looked at me in shock and said, "Wu Dao, what you gave me is What? Is it the most powerful stimulant."
"This is not a stimulant, but a bodhi fruit, which I accidentally found in a cave, and it can instantly replenish the power consumed by the human body." I looked at Mo Luo with a smile and asked, "How do you feel now? "
"It feels pretty good." Mo Luo nodded, the decadence on his face was swept away, and there was even a flash of light in his eyes: "But Wu Dao, I can feel the strength of this power, but it It cannot be regenerated, that is, the hand, now that the strength in my body is exhausted, then I will become a useless person again."
"You're right, it's a one-off."
"Then Mr. Wu Dao, how many such fruits do you have in total, or is there a way for you to find such a fruit tree so that it can continuously help us lead and replenish our strength."
Donald's words are indeed a bit ridiculous. He regarded my bodhi fruit as an apple. If I could have such a fruit tree, then I would have been extremely capable. I spread my hands helplessly and replied: " Unfortunately, I only have five of these fruits, and now Teacher Morrow has eaten one, and I have four left."
There was a trace of disappointment on the faces of Mo Luo and the others, but I just smiled and said, "Mr. Mo Luo, no matter how many bodhi fruits I have, you can't keep using this bodhi fruit to keep your own. Power, so we must think of a solution once and for all."
"any solution?"
"Have you ever heard of Phoenix?"
(End of this chapter)