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Chapter 91 Six layers of prison mines

Many people sometimes fantasize about freezing themselves and then waking themselves up when human technology develops.

But in fact, it is impossible to resurrect after normal freezing, because freezing of blood will produce ice slag, which will damage the body. Even if the body's functions recover in a short period of time, it will lead to death due to multiple organ failure.

The fine small ice ballast has already destroyed a large number of capillaries. It can survive thawing, but it will not survive for half an hour.

Ye Tingbai: "So how did you determine the identity of 213?"

Xie Cai: "Because this city is abnormally out of contact, we sent an investigation team and found the magic circle used by 213 for sacrifices in all the residents' homes. He has used this magic circle for tens of thousands of years."

In the past, 213's sacrifices were all done with great fanfare and enough people were sacrificed in one go. However, this time he seemed to have learned the lesson, developed slowly, and then gradually sacrificed. By the time the order was reflected, it was already too late.

In fact, C'Thun itself cannot be saved now. It is sealed under the yellow sand. Its ability has been weakened a lot. At this time, whether 213 can summon his clone is a question. But the problem is that they can't afford to gamble now. Crystal Ball

Although the women there look harmless, they are also so fascinating.

But that was an alien god after all, so it would be impossible for her to come out so easily.

After thinking about it, Ye Tingbai only thought of one way, which was to negotiate with C'Thun. After all, although 213's name is an apostle, it is just a wage earner, and wage earners have no human rights.

As long as C'Thun has a thought, 213 will disappear without a trace.

He can definitely negotiate terms with C'Thun. C'Thun is a serious outer god, not as brainless as Deep Sea. But he doesn't know what an outer god wants.

Ye Tingbai: "Do you know where 213 is now?"

Xie Cai: "Now the number of self-sacrifice collected in the world is about 200,000 words. In history, the lowest number of sacrifices was one million, and the highest number was 35 million.

This number can only be used as a reference, after all, this time is completely different."

Just as the two of them were looking sad, there was a sudden sound of footsteps behind them. One or two people turned around and saw a hooded man walking over with his head lowered. He was about 1.8 meters tall. Judging from his body shape, he looked like

It's a man.

The man was wearing a vest, his arms were exposed, and the muscles on them were a strange color, a dark purple.

Xie Cai: "This city has been sealed off, no one should be alive."

Ye Tingbai: "Hey, who are you! Ahem?"

Before he could finish his words, the man punched him in the stomach, almost knocking out the food in his stomach. The important thing is that he didn't react at all. Even if his melee ability was not as good as that of his sub-personality, it wasn't like that.

It's unbearable.

Sub-personality: "I can't completely capture his movement trajectory. It feels like he's moving frame by frame. It's a bit like a space-based ability."

Ye Tingbai grabbed Xie Cai's clothes and threw him directly onto the helicopter in mid-air. Xie Cai's body was no longer suitable for fighting, and staying here would be a hindrance.

The hooded weirdo didn't even look at Xie Cai, but stared at Ye Tingbai, as if he had some deep hatred.

Ye Tingbai: "Warrior, don't be impulsive. Can you first tell me who you are?"

"Kekekekekekekekeke~"

The sound sounded somewhat like the chirping of insects, not human language at all. After the monster made those inexplicable notes, it started its weird attack again.

Ye Tingbai: "Magic Shield!"

Ye Tingbai wiped the blood that overflowed from the corner of his mouth. There was a transparent shield around his body that blocked all the monsters' attacks. However, after just a few seconds, this shield began to shake.

"Divinity: Language proficiency! Divinity: Shield!"

Ye Tingbai used two magic spells in succession to refresh the shield that was about to be damaged, but this thing was really ridiculously strong. It could be so strong just by relying on its body.

"Who are you? Can you tell me who you are?"

"You! You robbed my things, damn it!"

Ye Tingbai: "Why did I rob you? I've never seen you!"

Sub-personality: "Let me try. If this thing only knows physical skills, it should be easier to deal with."

Ye Tingbai let go of control of his body, his secondary personality got into position, and simply punched the weirdo. But this time, even his secondary personality lost.

The sub-personality rubbed his fists. Although he was defeated, he was not far behind.

"Let me try on that thing."

Ye Tingbai: "It's true, I can't save anything with this little inventory, a heavy prison thunder!"

There was an explosion in the sky, and a huge bolt of lightning struck the sub-personality's head. The thunder was so powerful that even a body like Ye Tingbai's body was ripped apart.

This is the most expensive magic that Ye Tingbai got in the dreamland. The six-layered Hell Thunder costs 500,000 standard coins. It is a magic that simply develops the body. There are six layers of heavenly thunder in total. Each time it is resisted,

All physical qualities are doubled at once.

But at the same time, the power of the thunder will double every time. Now Ye Tingbai is not sure how many times he can withstand it, because it takes too much to activate this magic.

The first level of divine magic requires 10,000 units of faith coins. Even if the energy in his entire body is now added up, it only costs one thousand and two faith coins. Each time it is activated, a large amount of faith coins are needed to make up for the difference.

The sub-personality came behind the weird man with a quick stride, wrapped his legs around his body, took out a dagger from his waist and stabbed it directly into the back of the man's neck, but surprisingly, there was nothing under the clothes.

The weirdo's upper body rotated 180 degrees, but his legs remained in the same position. He grabbed the shoulder of the sub-personality and tore him off. Because of the excessive force, the left leg of the sub-personality was completely torn.

Ye Tingbai: "What the hell, why can't you beat me?"

Sub-personality: "He has also become stronger, and his strength is almost the same as mine now... Can you do it again?"

Ye Tingbai: "I can come, but can you still bear it?"

"If you can't hold it back twice, this magic will be in vain."

Ye Tingbai: "The sixth level of prison thunder! The second level!"

Another thunder fell from the sky, and the sub-personality was trembling all over after being hit by this lightning, but he still managed to stand up. Not a single part of his skin was intact. This was the case with the Sixth Level Thunder Prison. He could only resist.

Because if the power of Thunder Prison is not fully absorbed, there will be no improvement in physical fitness.

The second level of Thunder Prison was completely absorbed, and their bodies were briefly increased to four times. This time, the sub-personality confidently rushed over with hundreds of divine bone daggers, but this time he was blocked again, because there was
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