Two hundred and seventy-two. Vitality
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For exorcists with psychic guns, firing a gun usually means that the gunshots will kill.
Psychic guns are fatal to monsters, although it is gunpowder rather than psychic guns themselves that kill them.
The beautiful roses gradually bloom on the night of killing.
But those bulky and huge weirdos instead restrain the exorcists. The psychic guns drilled into their paper-like fragile skin, rolling and creating holes about the size of strange currency.
Instead, residents with an axe, pickaxe, and spear damage to these weird things that are not much more flexible than trees.
The regathered team of knights formed a formation, maintaining the distance to support each other, following the steel armor gushing with steam, and breaking into the gathering of strange races like a meat grinder.
It was like a weird rushing into the crowd, and steel armor rushed into the weird gang.
The redemption fragments integrated into the soul allow Lu Li to damage the monsters, so those bulky and huge monsters are usually solved by Lu Li - they continue to contact on the back of the monsters, and the monsters often wail and die without seeing who the murderer is.
And the still-in-one Apocalypse Book allows Lu Li to crush them even if he is in a positive way.
The real surprise was the six-legged monster. At Kleil's suggestion, they grabbed six short blades and approached those fragile weirdos with soft shells like newborns, flying across the body with the spinning flesh and blood.
The shadowy man is like a despicable assassin.
They tend to habitually hide in dark corners, and their dark appearance becomes natural disguise, only emerging when the prey is facing away from it, stabbing the dagger into their flesh and blood.
Tesla did not participate in the battle, he wandered in the team, controlling casualties. The injured residents continued to appear, but no one died.
The battlefield changed after the third team and the last human team joined with the Twisted Cultists.
The weirdness of injury and dying was no longer solved directly, but was quickly sent to the camp.
There are still thousands of humans there, and the weird residents did not kill the weird ones with their own hands.
They need to make sure every light-land inhabitant killed a weirdo on a horror night.
Lu Li no longer hunts strange things like a docile sheep, leaving opportunities to the residents.
“Is there a time limit for the night of horror?”
Looking at the dim full moon in the sky, Mohu's expression seemed to have become a hideous smile due to the killing.
"I don't know, I guess it was before dawn."
The dying weirdness was brought to them,
Tesla borrowed a psychic gun from an intern exorcist to complete his mission.
Midnight is approaching, and they have two-thirds of their time.
The killing continues, but it no longer belongs to humans. The night of horror is shackled by the weirdness and also shackles them, and residents must save their energy.
So they followed the weird fighting like hyenas, stealing the weird fruits and the weird itself.
The killing was coming to an end in the first half of the night, and the night of Horror was hanging high on the sky. However, when the residents who had finished rest completely cleared the city, Horror Night did not disappear as promised.
This usually means only one possibility: a ritual that does not satisfy the night of horror.
The residents do not know the details of the ceremony for the time being, and they are still immersed in the pride of killing strangely.
The depressing atmosphere is limited to the afternoon tea members who are limited to Mother of the Swamp.
"What else can ease the thriller night ritual?"
The Mother of the Swamp question rang out with Hudders shouting “We’re done.”
"Just let the twisted shadow grow to the point where it is not afraid of evil spirits."
"I shouldn't have come back!"
It is too late to make the shadow of distorted beliefs of all residents.
Human nature may be useful, but what do dozens of human performance do?
"The Land of Light is about to be destroyed by evil spirits!"
It can resurrect dozens of cursed title controllers, and can sublimate part of the life level of the Mother of the Swamp or the Twisted God.
The only thing that does not include the ceremony to get rid of the horrifying night.
"I should be in hell!"
“Be quieter.”
Tesla complained, focusing on thinking: "Is Hell's Gate still accessible?"
No one knows the answer, they must get the answer in front of the gate of hell.
Tesla went to mobilize all residents to climb Mount Sucad to the old watch town. Lu Li prepared to visit the Lord of the Dream with the Mother of the Swamp and asked about the way to get rid of the ritual of the Night of Horror.
Yongmengzhe told Lu Li that the answer was in Agate Lake.
Not Hell's Gate but Agate Lake.
With doubts in my arms, I came to the shore of Agate Lake, and there was nothing but the quiet Andrea.
The Mother of the Swamp remembered that the Lord of Dreams said to Lu Li instead of them, so she let Lu Li approach the lakeside.
At first nothing happened, but gradually, tidal waves licked the lakeside, and a swimming flounder appeared on the lake surface, approaching Lu Li's palm that reached into the lake water.
The pocket tentacles extend out from under the shredded pan. If they are enlarged tens of thousands of times, they will be a vast and great existence - the God of the Deep Sea.
At this time, she was like an ignorant beast cub, nesting in Lu Li's palm, just because it was familiar with the breath and human nature.
"The ancient man will not die, he will only fall into an eternal sleep..." The Mother of the Swamp lowly told the ancient legend, "Lu Li, the Lord of Dreams points to her, the God of the Deep Sea."
Lu Li nodded, held up the god of lake water and deep sea, and slowly released his human nature.
The God of the Deep Sea was thrilling in Lu Li's palm and vitality, but it was not enough. Dozens of human nature were not enough for her to transform and get rid of ignorance.
"We're going to hell."
Two plans are carried out at the same time: the residents who can fight continue to search for the fish that missed the net in the Land of Light, and the old man and the children follow the escort team to the Hell Gate in the Old Watch Town.
If you can pass, the Land of Light can use this ritual to escape the night of horror.
The steam engine was stuffed into a simple locomotive and instead of Ampere, the train carrying residents was sent to the Shouwang Town Station.
Lu Li walked towards the gate of Hell with the bathtub of the Deep Sea God, and nothing happened. He asked other residents, believers, and demon guards to try one after another, and the result was the same.
Hell is not available.
The grim moon hanging high in the sky seemed to mock it.
Lu Li stared at the devil guard who was opposite to the stone demon, and suddenly asked, "Where is the devil in the devil?"
The Mother of the Swamps who followed realized something and fell to the demon guard who followed them.
"I have no malice, but hell is too barren."
The demon's disguise melts, revealing the outline of the Devil's daughter.
Lu Li doesn't care about it being secretly staying in the world: "Did you bring your soul? Let me read all of it.uu read books www.uukanshu.com"
"What are you going to do?" The Devil's daughter handed over her soul without hesitation.
“Wake up the vitality.”
The soul slowly transformed into about 80 parts of human nature, Lu Li was uncertain whether it was enough: "Is there more?"
"I'll go to the guards--"
No need anymore.
Because as Lu Li instilled human nature again into the God of the Deep Sea, some unknown existence woke up from the eternal sleep.
It seems that the world has lost a period of time and incomprehensible changes suddenly appear.
The eyes of the Deep Sea God are no longer turbid and ignorant. Although she is extremely weak, existence itself is a kind of power.
"The night of horror is fading."
The Mother of the Swamp reminded Lu Li to pay attention to the sky: the full moon's face became mournful, no longer sprinkled with dim moonlight, and hid deep in the clouds.
Chapter completed!