Devil Fruit: Invincible from the Tremor-Tremor Fruit

Mu Bai and Lao Sha were rushed to the hospital.

Their faces were as pale as paper, their eyes were empty and tired, as if the light of life was slowly fading from their bodies.

Mu Bai lay quietly on the bed, his eyes closed, his breathing weak and powerless.

His fingers trembled slightly, as if telling of his weakness and powerlessness at the moment.

The same was true for Lao Sha, who lay on the bed next to him, his face equally pale and colorless.

His breathing was short and unstable, and every breath was accompanied by the violent ups and downs of his chest, as if he was racing against death.

The corridors of the hospital were filled with hurried footsteps and the sound of pagers, and doctors and nurses were busy shuttling between the wards. They faced these weak lives with seriousness and concentration on their faces.

In the emergency room, doctors were doing their best to treat Mu Bai and Lao Sha.

Their eyes were firm, their hands moved quickly and accurately, and every operation was related to the survival of two lives.

The wavy lines on the electrocardiogram monitor rose and fell, like the jumping melody of two lives, constantly affecting everyone's heart.

The surgeon's hands were shaking a little, mainly because the object of this operation was the son of the Eternal God Church. When he turned his head, he could see more than a dozen pairs of fanatical eyes staring at him, as if if Mu Bai didn't wake up, he would be killed on the spot.

Time passed by minute by minute, and the atmosphere in the rescue room became more and more tense.

The doctors' foreheads were covered with sweat, but their eyes were always firm, without any slack.

Even if they wanted to relax, the fanatics standing upright behind them would cough in dissatisfaction.

Finally, after a long period of rescue, Mu Bai and Lao Sha's vital signs gradually stabilized.

The doctors breathed a sigh of relief, knowing that these two lives had regained a glimmer of life from the hands of the god of death, and they also survived.

In the ward, Mu Bai and Lao Sha lay quietly. Although their faces were still pale, they had regained some vitality.

At this moment, they seemed to be accumulating strength in sleep, waiting for the moment of waking up.

Outside the window, the sun was shining through the curtains on them, bringing a touch of warmth and hope.

Wang Quandao, who rushed over at the first time, looked at the fanatics guarding in the ward and asked in confusion: "What happened?"

Mu Bai would not take such a risk normally. Looking at the Holy Son in the ward, Wang Quandao also wiped the cold sweat from his forehead. The Eternal Divine Church can do without him as the high priest, but it can never do without Mu Bai as the Holy Son.

Otherwise, the Eternal Divine Church would be just an empty shell.

Mu Bai, who gradually woke up, felt something strange in his body. In the eyes of the fanatics, Mu Bai gradually opened his eyes.

"It actually merged together."

Mu Bai clenched his fists while muttering to himself, and countless quicksand flowed out of his chest.

Mu Bai lay there quietly, with an obvious wound on his chest, where the quicksand entered. The originally calm wound suddenly surged, and grains of golden quicksand slowly flowed out of his chest.

They flickered a faint but firm light in the air, like a galaxy falling into the mortal world, breathtakingly beautiful.

These quicksands seemed to carry a mysterious power. As they flowed out, they gradually emitted a warm light, as if they were given life.

Each grain of sand seemed to carry a thousand-year story, shining with an ancient and profound light. They were not in a hurry to escape, but seemed to be looking for something, slowly flowing around Mu Bai's body.

As time passed, these quicksands began to change.

They seemed to feel some kind of attraction in Mu Bai's body, and began to slowly merge into his body.

This process was both beautiful and mysterious. Every grain of sand seemed to have found its home the moment it touched his skin, quietly and gently penetrating into his skin.

Mu Bai's body seemed to have become a mysterious magnetic field, attracting these quicksands.

His skin gradually exuded a golden luster as the quicksand merged with it, as if it was covered by divinity, making people dare not look directly at it. His chest, where the quicksand originally gushed out, now seemed to have become a mysterious passage, connecting him to the mysterious power between the quicksand.

After the quicksand completely merged into Mu Bai's body, he seemed to have a new vitality.

There was a golden light flashing in his eyes, which was the mark of divinity and the symbol of his rebirth.

From this moment on, Mu Bai truly possessed the third power.

Supreme treasure!

After the fusion of the immortal core, the permanent spiritual damage on Mu Bai's body healed rapidly.

It must have been anticipated by the God of the Desert who had glimpsed the future. Although the people of the future could notEndure the spiritual dialogue with him, but as long as it is integrated with the immortal core, this person will be safe.

Mu Bai, who slowly walked down from the bed, nodded to these fanatics.

Then he asked Wang Quandao to do something.

"Supreme treasure?"

Surprised, Wang Quandao said that he never knew what it was.

Mu Bai did not embarrass him, but just asked him to pay more attention to those strange equipment treasures in the future.

After integrating the immortal core, his body seemed to be entering a deep transformation.

In this case, his sleepiness was also stimulated.

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In the spacious and bright ward, Mu Bai lay quietly on the bed and slept, his expression calm and peaceful.

Everything around him seemed in order, and the most eye-catching were the fanatics.

They wore simple clothes, looked respectful, and silently served Mu Bai.

Their eyes were full of piety and worship, as if Mu Bai was their spiritual pillar and their belief.

The movements of these fanatics were light and delicate. They took care of Mu Bai carefully, fearing any negligence.

They wiped Mu Bai's forehead, adjusted the pillow, and gently covered him with a quilt. Every movement revealed deep respect and care.

The atmosphere in the ward was solemn and solemn. There was no extra conversation between the fanatics. They just silently completed their duties, as if they were performing a sacred ceremony.

Their eyes were always focused on Mu Bai, as if he was everything to them.

And Mu Bai, like a noble god, quietly recovered his strength in the respectful service of the believers. His existence, for these fanatics, is the greatest source of faith and strength.

The whole ward was shrouded in a sacred and solemn atmosphere, and every detail revealed the incomparable respect and service for Mu Bai.

These fanatics, like a solid barrier, guarded the gods in their hearts until he fully recovered.

This put a lot of pressure on some nurses. Some nurses wanted to see what Mu Bai, known as the most handsome man in Yun Province, looked like, but they fled under the cruel gaze of the fanatics and did not dare to stay there for too long.

Lao Sha slowly opened his eyes.

His vision was a little blurry, but as his consciousness gradually returned, the surrounding environment gradually became clear. He felt that his body was a little weak, as if he had experienced the fatigue after a big battle.

Lao Sha turned his head slightly and saw the familiar and unfamiliar environment around him - it was the ward.

Now that he woke up, he felt like he had survived a disaster.

He tried to move his body. Although it was still a little painful, it was much better than before.

Lao Sha took a deep breath and felt the smell of disinfectant in the air. This smell, which usually made him a little disgusted, made him feel inexplicably relieved at this moment.

He saw the water cup and medicine bottle on the bedside table and knew that someone was taking care of him.

A warm current surged in Lao Sha's heart. He understood that he could survive this disaster not only by his own will, but also by those who took care of him silently during his coma.

Presumably, such a thoughtful person must be a beautiful woman.

When Lao Sha was thinking this, a big face came over.

"Lord Crocodile, since you are awake, don't pretend to sleep."

The fanatic who was taking care of Lord Saint and taking care of him said coldly.

Lao Sha, who was not surprised by this, was a little angry.

Being helped to change clothes by a man when he was unconscious was annoying.

"Fuck, there are no women in the Eternal God Church. What's the use of a rough guy like you? Do you have a cigar and a lighter?"

"No, this is a ward and smoking is not allowed, even mosquitoes are not allowed."

Lao Sha, who was a little speechless, put on his coat and pushed the door out.

The sound woke Mu Bai up. He stretched his body and the pure gold in his eyes became more and more conspicuous, as if the sun god was living in his eyes.

Seeing the Son of God wake up, the fanatics present were extremely excited.

After feeling that the root mental damage had completely disappeared, Mu Bai calmly raised his right hand and pressed it on his chest.

[Divine Sequence Ability, Undead Core Healing! ]

Using the Supreme Treasure, Mu Bai instantly cleared the fatigue around him with the powerful healing ability.

He twisted his neck and made a crackling sound.

"It's time to leave here."

"Yes, sir."

The fanatic knelt on one knee, and his respect was expressed without words.