Disaster Shelter

After taking all the nails, Wen Wen landed on the top of Chanzu's head, looked at the crown of thorns pierced into Chanzu's body, hesitated for a while and still didn't do it.

This crown of thorns is undoubtedly a good thing, perhaps higher than those nails.

But Chanzu was transformed by this thing, and Wen Wen was worried that there would be hidden dangers if he took this thing, he didn't want to become an idiot who would only praise the Creator for no apparent reason.

So Wen Wen returned to where Mayyami was, cut open the flesh and blood that wrapped Mayyami with the Blood River Sword, and then wrapped it with chains. Now Wen Wen can wrap Mayyami with just a thought. Mi income shelter.

After making all the preparations, Wen Wen settled down and continued to absorb Mayyami's power.

The reason why Wen Wen went out to contain the nails first was to place Mayyami first.

It's because once Cicada's realm falls below the cataclysmic level, or Wen Wen takes Mayyami away, the outer energy shield will disappear instantly.

At that time, if Wen Wen stayed here for a second, he might be dismembered by Charlie.

If there is no Charlie outside, Wen Wen can naturally suck it up slowly, and then catch the shelter, but with Charlie watching, it is impossible to catch Chanzu into the shelter.

Therefore, in order to maximize the benefits, Wen Wen plans to take away all the benefits that can be obtained, and then at the moment when the cicada ancestor is sucked into the realm, he takes Mayiyami into the shelter, and at the same time returns to the shelter.

After making the plan, Wen Wen deliberately reduced the power of absorbing power, and paid close attention to the state of Chanzu while absorbing it.

After half a day, the wings that had become illusory finally disappeared into the air.

Wen Wen's eyes lit up, and with a jerk of his hand, the baby Mayami was dragged into the shelter, and then he himself walked into a black light door.

When leaving, Wen Wen also left a cloud of black human-shaped smoke with the phantom cigarette holder, and the action of this human-shaped smoke was to say hello.

Two or three seconds later, Charlie stood in the cicada's abdominal cavity, crushing the greeting smoke with a wave of his hand, looking at the messy cicada's abdominal cavity, his face darkened.

A good cicada ancestor, why has he turned into such a miserable state in the past few days?

What he wants is a cicada ancestor that surpasses the ordinary cataclysmic level, not a big bug with only the strength of the true order!

Suddenly Charlie felt something was wrong, what was the pile of things in Chanzu's stomach, why was there a thread burning, why was there a mouse in his stomach...

It's a bomb!

Charlie's eyes widened suddenly, and in the next second, several cubic meters of explosives exploded, causing flames to spew out from every hole in Chanzu's body.

Damn it, it's already at catastrophe level, why are you still playing such a small trick?

Charlie stood unscathed in Chanzu's abdominal cavity, angry and wanting to laugh.

It's just a simple explosive, not to mention the damage to the catastrophe level, even if it doesn't cause any damage to the current Chanzu, the pile of bombs left by the other party may just want to disgust people.

But immediately Charlie was stunned for a moment, because he felt several auras of catastrophic energy, which were on the verge of eruption.

It's the rats, this bomb is to cover up those rats!

The bodies of several puppet mice exploded suddenly, and the pitch-black energy penetrated the weak body of Chanzu, and condensed into a huge black energy cross above Chanzu.

The size of this cross is exactly the same as the cross that bound Cicada Ancestor before. If no one cares about it, it will stand here for a long time and will not dissipate.

The faint white light dissipated, and Charlie, who was intact, let out a long sigh.

It seems that he left those mice to declare victory...

Although the Black Cross is indeed a complete victory this time, it is too petty to make such a cross.

In the end, he's just a villain playing tricks and tricks. I won't give him another chance...

If it was Charlie who won, he probably would have done something similar to act as a miracle, and now he said this just because he was very sad...

Stimulated by the black cross, Ancestor Cicada finally woke up, but it had already fallen to the strength of the True Order, but it was bombarded by the catastrophic energy in the body, and now it has reached the level of only entering the True Order.

If he suffers some serious injuries now, he might burp directly.

Feeling his plummeting strength, Chan Zu felt sad, and tears flowed down like opening a sluice.

Charlie looked at Cicada's unresponsible look, and deliberately slashed this unrepentant thing to death with his palm.

But after hesitating for a long time, Charlie still let go. The Glory Church has already lost too much this time, and he can no longer kill a holy beast in the Realm of Realm because of his momentary anger...

Thinking about it positively, Cicada Ancestor used to be an existence beyond ordinary catastrophe after all, as long as there is enough time and food, he might be able to return to the strength of catastrophe level.

But that doesn't know how long it will take.

...

When the group in the Glory Church sighed, Wen Wen had returned triumphantly. This could be regarded as his greatest victory since he became an inmate.

So the smile on Wen Wen's face was extremely arrogant.

It's the kind of smile that children will cry when they see it, pedestrians will cover their wallets when they see it, and women will call the police when they see it.

Wen Wen just got carried away with his complacency, so come and bite him!

Humming a little tune, he came to Redbeard's cell and sent the seven nails into the cell.

These iron nails have the characteristics of changing size at will and suppressing the stabbed target.

All seven of them hit the same target, and even a catastrophe-level powerhouse can be suppressed, but only one is enough to pose a threat to a real-order powerhouse.

When the iron nails were attached to Chanzu's body, each one weighed at least tens of tons. After shrinking, the weight decreased, but the reduction was not large, and the weight remained at least ten tons.

This kind of weight is so gentle that it can't be lifted, but it still has a lot of weight in the hand. It must be very comfortable to throw this thing out to stab people.

When the red beard saw the nail, he jumped on it and played with it fondly.

As a craftsman who specializes in making super props, he has never seen such high-level super props in his life, and he never thought that someone would make such high-level nails.

With this technology and materials, wouldn't it be good to make an invincible magic sword?

That's right, until now, Redbeard still has a morbid obsession with forging the magic sword.

After Wen Wen told Redbeard his request, he left from Redbeard's workshop.

It was as hot as a stove, and it was full of the smell of sweat from Red Beard's body. Red Beard had a lot of work every day. Compared with these jobs, taking a bath became a trivial matter.

Red Beard is the best craftsman Wen Wen can find, and Wen Wen believes that he will be able to meet his needs.

If the red beard can't satisfy...

Wen Wen has no other choice.

The fantasy small class has started, and I will talk about a few words or idioms that everyone usually mispronounces.

One word becomes prophecy (chèn).

Emptiness and obscenity (yí).

To fight together (hàng, xiè, yī, qì).

Fans (dǔn).

Discord (jǔ, yǔ).