Li Changhe felt at a loss for a mont, controlling the Black Mud Divinity with malice?
It seed so, but the first ti he used the Black Mud Divinity was in the Great Tang, within Yuezhou City.
Facing Xue Shen, a Blood River God’s Chosen, at that ti, did he not harbor malice toward Xue Shen? Impossible. So why didn’t he have mastery over the Black Mud Divinity then?
However, there was also no change in his divinity during his recent battle with Abel. It couldn’t be said that he held no malice when facing such a strong opponent like Abel, could it?
Sothing must have been overlooked...
Was it necessary to mount 682 again?
Li Changhe looked at the giant lizard, constantly being attacked by the Armored Warriors but not dying. He shook his head and decided not to engage with it again, fearing that sothing bad might happen due to its rapid evolution ability.
In the anti, the sound of blades slicing into stone could be heard in the distance.
Abel ca out while twisting his neck and dragging a curved knife.
He had been slapped more than ten ters away by 682 recently, heavily crashing into the wall, causing one of his legs to bend.
However, this did not lessen his fighting spirit in the least.
"Well, based on the information available, he possesses an extraordinary ability to ignore pain and withstand attack. The most reliable way to defeat him is to sever his neck," Li Changhe recalled Abel’s records, surviving several minutes after being shot in the head and continuing to kill despite severe damage to his cerebellum.
"Abel really is a tough opponent." The Dao in Li Changhe’s hands gradually returned to its original state, either the item would be destroyed after being infused with divinity for so ti, or the divinity would disperse on its own.
This Dao in his hand, however, could resist the influence of divinity, so it wouldn’t be destroyed.
But every ti divinity was infused, it would be consud once an attack was launched.
Now he had over 1,100 points of divinity left, he wasn’t sure if it would be enough.
In fact, the best combination was Black Mud Divinity with Hundred-Headed Shooter. Arrows were consumables, so there was no need to worry about divinity destroying them. On the contrary, the power of the arrows would be greatly strengthened by being coated with divinity.
However, with Abel’s properties, it was likely impossible to hit him with arrows. He would probably be able to predict the shooting target and location as soon as Li Changhe made the motion to draw the bow.
Control an Immortal Cavalry to tie up the opponent, then hit with the Hundred-Headed Shooter? It was a pity that such opponents as Abel were so rare, using such thods wouldn’t provide much practice for Li Changhe himself.
At this mont, Abel’s neck flashed red and emitted a ’beep beep’ sound.
Abel’s body froze for a mont, and his eyes flashed with rage, as if he was about to go berserk and kill.
Li Changhe held his Dao horizontally, ready for whatever Abel would do next, however, Abel stopped in his tracks.
"Alright, we’re out of ti. I’m going to explode," Abel glanced at Li Changhe, "You’re not their illegitimate child, are you?"
Li Changhe had a thought, it seed that the security device on Abel’s neck had been triggered.
It should be the higher-ups of the containnt committee, who, after noticing that 682 had lost its mobility, decided not to let Abel continue fighting against Li Changhe, otherwise, it would cause a huge disturbance.
Or perhaps, after noticing the existence of the Evolution Ga players, they decided not to let humanoid anomalies like Abel co into contact with the Evolution Ga?
"Actually, Captain Abel. We have no reason to fight each other." Li Changhe maintained so distance between himself and Abel, so he wouldn’t be affected by his explosion.
Abel could revive in the humanoid anomaly-076-1’s stone coffin, so dying once was nothing serious. But if Li Changhe were the one to be blown up, it would indeed be a significant loss.
Abel did not approve of Li Changhe’s reasons, and there was a hint of mockery in his laughter. "It’s a sha; you’re obviously not a human from this world. Otherwise, I’d recruit you into Oga-7."
"That would be a nightmare." Li Changhe didn’t quite agree with this battle maniac.
If he joined the Mobile Task Forces Oga-7, they would probably fight constantly every other day.
Of course, there would be so benefits too. Sparring with soone who had honed their combat skills to the peak would undoubtedly make him stronger as long as he didn’t die in the process.
"However, what a filthy power you possess. Just what are you?" Abel looked at Li Changhe, who hadn’t changed since their last encounter, but felt that Li Changhe beca more twisted after contact with 682.
"What did you see?" Li Changhe asked. In this world, so said that Abel was the one from the Bible who was killed by his older brother.
Such a Mythical Level existence, even if not a Divinity, still possessed insights and perspectives far beyond humans.
They were running out of ti to settle the score anyway, so he might as well ask him.
"Filthy, twisted, dirty... and you can still communicate; how strange," Abel’s neck device beeped more frantically as it was about to explode.
He didn’t care and told Li Changhe, "And you’re the source of it all. You wouldn’t happen to be a leader of so evil cult, would you?"
These things could be understood; the Black Mud was the embodint of human sin, and Li Changhe himself was already a Black Mud Sufferer.
If it wasn’t for his Will of Desperation, he would have gone mad long ago and beco a human-like monster spreading fear and malice.
It wasn’t an exaggeration to call him the source.
Wait, the source?
As if grasping sothing, Li Changhe imdiately asked, "You an I can spread this power to others?"
Abel frowned as he thought, but just as he was about to speak, the device around his neck exploded.
’Boom’
There wasn’t much noise, but it directly destroyed his neck and head.
Li Changhe could only watch as the headless corpse collapsed with a thud, then quickly decayed.
Simultaneously, the hateful words echoed in his mind, and the Will of Desperation ended.
Li Changhe imdiately withdrew his Black Mud Divinity. Without the Will of Desperation, the side effects of Black Mud Divinity would drive him insane.
Damn it, this timing is too inconvenient.
But a lot of information was gained from it. Source, could it be that he could infect others to beco Black Mud Sufferers as well?
Recalling the Ninth King who manipulated Black Mud like a puppet-master, Li Changhe believed this might be why he turned Flamingo, a Berserker Rank player, into a Sufferer.
He was also infected with Black Mud, but he could maintain his sanity for hundreds of years. Moreover, he could make others beco Black Mud Sufferers. Flamingo was such, and so was Li Changhe.
Now, he could freely use Black Mud under certain circumstances. Although it was a crude usage, only deciphering and strengthening his equipnt.
But Abel called him the source and even an evil cult leader.
Did this an he could already turn others into Black Mud Sufferers?
"Divinity, huh..." Li Changhe mused that he needed to do more research on it.
If it really didn’t work, when there was an opportunity, he would infect his opponents with Black Mud during a fight. However, there were risks. If the opponents also gained divinity, it would be like lifting a rock to smash his own foot.
"Good thing it’s Black Mud," Yun Ting said quietly, "If it were any other color, the opponent would probably commit suicide on the spot."
"You have a point." Li Changhe nodded and suddenly looked towards a containnt room in the distance.
The iron gate was opened, and a blurry shadow flashed by.
At the sa ti, Li Changhe felt a sudden heaviness in his hand.
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