Chapter 973 White Gloves Black Death

After withdrawing from the battle space, Zhang Mu shook his head a few times in distress. The surprise when he was promoted to the previous level had been consumed.

Why are you distressed?

The reason is still the 'kiss of descendants' skill, which Zhang Mu called a magic skill.

This 'kiss of descendants' can indeed be regarded as an anti-god skill, but it is not so simple to use the kiss of descendants to the enemy's world smoothly. There are two major difficulties that bother Zhang Mu.

First, after some experiments, he found that only when the enemy's life is reduced to less than 3% and the kiss of the descendants is used, it is possible to take the other party as the descendants for his own use. The key to the problem is here. How can we accurately control the blood volume of the world at 3%? You know, the vitality and defense growth of each world are different. If the action is light, the other party is not painful or itchy. I will give it to you a backhand. Although it will not kill Jieba, it is not a problem to consume 5% of your life. In this way, it will take a full 24 hours to restore vitality. But if you fight hard, you will completely kill your opponent. No matter how powerful the kiss of the descendants is, you can't turn the dead into descendants.

Second, after the other world will be accepted as descendants, its vitality is only 3%, and this kind of descendants will not be thrown into the city like ordinary people will restore their lives every day. In other words, unless you have a large amount of 'jiedan' in your hand, the kiss of the descendants is a super useless skill. Try to think about it, even if he collects 10,000 world generals, each world general has only 3% life. If any group of skills of the other party are released, won't they all be abolished?

"God, you didn't play with me like this. You gave me hope and took it away ruthlessly... I have a way to kill life in the world. I can use the world soldiers to grind slowly with one punch and foot, but where do you want me to go to the Danfang of the whole world? Moreover, even if there is Danfang, it is said that the material is very difficult to make... Otherwise, with the temper of the peak throne, it would have been thrown to me 8,000 chewing gum..." Zhang Mu's face twisted into a ball, and not to mention the aggrieved heart.

Looking down at the 'evil god' with only 3% vitality in the list of descendants, Zhang Mu sighed deeply.

"If you want to become stronger, the premise is that you must be able to get the materials of 'Danfang' and refining 'Jingdan'. Don't deliberately use the kiss of descendants until Jiedan can't be mass-produced." Zhang Mu muttered depressedly that he didn't know whether the peak throne would tell him the place where the 'Jie Dandanfang' exploded... "Hey, Danfang will talk about it when he has time in the future. Take care of your eyes first and try to give Tang Xuan as many rare treasures as possible. Ah, it is the top priority for them to improve their strength."

Thinking of this, Zhang Mu patted the horse, hit the fifteenth bone pillar, and then knocked out three bone pillars. The eighteen evil god king who guarded the evil temple was completely destroyed.

"Supreme Evil God... Hey hey, wait, I'll come to you soon!" Zhang Mu hummed.

Three times of evolution, and then with a large number of soldiers, it is more than enough to win a supreme evil god.

*****New World, Emerald Castle - "Big Boss, you are too generous. That's a high-level treasure used to evolve the world three times. It's so given away for nothing, and he's still an unknown guy..." After the peak king and his party returned to the Emerald Castle, a man who was obviously very qualified said dissatisfied. Tao.

"Tuta, do I still need you to teach me how to do things? You are getting more and more outrageous." The peak king Dao looked coldly at the man named 'Tuta' and said, "Twelve-winged angel, although his own strength is still a little weak, the human resources in his hands are not available to any organization in the New World. In the early stage, if I don't give him some sweets, how can I expect him to help us in the future? Does a treasure with a rarity of 180 make you feel so sad?

Tuta's face was a little wrong: "That's right, but we still have so many brothers to support. You can't carry forward your style on this issue, can you? There is a holy war before, and then there is a real dragon. At this swarm, it is the best strategy to try to cultivate our confidants!"

The 'true dragon' in Tuta's mouth is also an organization in the New World. Its full name is 'Destroy the True Dragon'. Although its strength is not as good as that of jihad and the king's way, it is almost the same. The boss 'true dragon' is a hero, with extremely strong strength and a deep city.

"I know this." The peak king thought for a moment and said, "How's their training going?"

"Not bad. They have gradually become familiar with the battle rhythm of the New World. In a few days, they can help them evolve." Tuta Road.

"That's good. If their worlds start to evolve for the second time, I will be more sure to destroy the 'snake demon treasure'." The peak king nodded.

At this moment, a man stumbled in and said, "Big boss, it's not good!"

"What's the matter?" The peak king frowned.

"We... our brother's base in the 2-star map... was slaughtered!" The man was out of breath.

"What? Was it slaughtered? The peak king looked at him angrily, as if he was about to breathe fire in his eyes.

"Holy war... This must be done by holy war! I didn't expect their revenge to come so quickly! Tell me, who are you coming from?" The peak king's way stabilized his mind and asked.

"A man and a woman... The man's name is 'White Gloves', and the woman's name is 'Black Death'." The man hurriedly replied.

"White Glove Black Death!" When the peak king heard the name, his heart suddenly thumped.

"Who are they?" Tuta obviously doesn't have as many people as the peak king. He doesn't know this 'White Glove Black Death'.

"At this time, we are in trouble..." The peak king's face was a little distorted: "This man and a woman are husband and wife, the earliest group of wastelanders in the New World, and figures of the same era as the Holy King. I fought with them when I first entered the New World. At that time, the world they used had begun to evolve three times. It's funny to think about it. If they hadn't been chasing me everywhere at the beginning, I wouldn't have escaped to this poor mountain and rivers and found the emerald castle, let alone today's achievements..."

"Since they failed to pursue me a few months ago, they have never appeared again. I always thought they had fallen, but I didn't expect... they would suddenly appear today." The peak king has always kept his mouth shut about the past. He didn't say anything, and others didn't dare to ask. Now that listening to what he said, Tuta's face suddenly changed color.

So, haven't we seen each other for a few months? Good boy, how strong are they now?

"Fuck it!" The peak king suddenly scolded: "Is Jihad really regarded himself as a tiger's ass? Can't touch or touch? Fuck, go, mobilized the three-degree evolution of brothers, follow me to the two-star map, I'd like to see how powerful this couple is!"

"Yes!" Tuta nodded respectfully.

(to be continued)