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Volume 20, Chapter 187, Self-casting(2/2)

Miss San didn't want to be lazy. Anyway, most of the rooms moved before were King Kong's power, so he was only responsible for helping him. So he was not as hard as luck and plague. But now that King Kong said he didn't help, Miss San would not be able to intervene. Besides, this box can only be moved by one person, because this stone box has crystal walls on three sides, unlike other boxes that allow people to climb over and lift together.

Based on the data I had previously visually measured, King Kong first changed his body shape. He increased himself to a suitable volume and hugged both ends of the box with both hands, then pulled out with force. As a result, he heard a bang and saw King Kong turn backwards.

"Be careful." Just as King Kong flew out, I also saw a figure drilling out of the box and rushed directly towards the mistress's head. In desperation, I could only throw Eternity out as a dart. Fortunately, the mistress didn't react slowly, and hugged his head and rolled into the gate of the earth. For the convenience of transport, the gate of the earth is now facing the box. The distance between the two is less than ten meters, which is definitely very close.

After the mistress rolled into the gate of the earth, the figure was hit by my eternal moment, and then she screamed and fell down. Only then did I see clearly what that thing was.

It was not a monster that jumped out of the box. It was a god. If nothing unexpected happened, it was an Olympian god, because the other party was wearing obvious Olympian style armor. The golden and ostentatious shape obviously matched the characteristics of the Olympian god. But now he looked not only not at all ostentatious. Instead, he was quite embarrassed because the Eternal Sword I just threw out was exactly the same as the palm of the guy's hand and penetrated it directly. I guess this unlucky guy must have reached out to block my sword just now. Unfortunately, he didn't know that Eternal is a weapon with laws, let alone his hands. Even those magical weapons could not block Eternal, let alone his hand.

"I didn't expect that there was someone who dared to take my Eternal Sword with his hands. You are one of the most courageous people I have ever seen." I deliberately stimulated this guy to get more information. After all, so many gods here gathered outside to encircle me, but this guy was hiding here. This is obviously a rather strange phenomenon.

Although the guy is injured now, his bones are very hard. Although he can't stop Eternal, he has no intention of surrendering to me. He gritted his teeth and endured the severe pain. He actually grasped the hilt of the sword and hoped to pull Eternal out of the middle of his palm. After all, it is not a problem to insert it on the palm like this. As soon as he moves his palm, he will feel heart-wrenching pain. Of course, this is not to say that he is afraid of pain, but that there is such an attribute on the Eternal Sword. Because there are too many weapons, I don't remember which weapon this attribute was brought by a specific weapon. Anyway, Eternal has such an attribute that increases pain. People who are cut by Eternal will feel that they are sawed by a chainsaw, rather than simply being cut. That kind of pain is not something that everyone can withstand.

Although I was quite tough in gritting my teeth and drawing my sword, I have to say that this behavior is really stupid because...

"Ah..." As a result of a red arc of electric leaping, the guy shook his hand and held the hilt of the sword and directly held his palm from half in the middle. Then the eternity in his hand was not discarded, but continued to be held there and discharged continuously. The guy who was so electric was shaking there like a vibrating massager.

Eternity is not a weapon that anyone can touch, and in fact it is not a patent for eternity. Weapons with their own souls actually have similar attributes, that is, they are absolutely not touched by others except for their masters. It is better to be cut by a sword with a sword spirit than to catch its handle unless you are its master. This is a common truth for those who know more about advanced weapons. Therefore, for people other than me, the hilt of eternity is actually more dangerous than the blade in front.

"Hey, if you don't let go, it will be cooked. I can smell the smell of meat!" I squatted in front of the guy, and I continued to say sarcastic words. That guy is not a brainless person. If he can open it loosely, he would have thrown away Eternal long ago. When he is electrocuted, his muscles will contract due to spasms, and as a result, no matter what you hold at that time, it will become a state of tight grip. This is why the elderly often say that high voltage electricity will suck the person who is electrocuted. In fact, it is not being sucked, but being sucked, which is impossible to control. It feels like it has been sucked.

Although this guy is a god, it’s a pity that the eternal electric current is not ordinary, and what’s worse is that he is my enemy. My God-slaying attribute determines that the gods in front of me will be born half short, so this guy is like pinching a high-voltage wire. Although he wants to let go, he still doesn’t open it.

Seeing this guy smoking all over his body due to electricity, he was about to get familiar with it if he didn't save him. I finally took over the eternal life in his hand and saved him. Of course, it was not because I was kind, but because I still had questions to ask him. There was obviously a reason for this guy to appear here. If he didn't figure it out, he always felt a little restless.

Although there was no current stimulation in his hand, he had just been harsh and could not speak. Moreover, he would steam out of his mouth when he opened his mouth. Thanks to this, this was a god, if an ordinary person had probably been precocious.

"Hey, aren't you dead yet? If you don't die, don't you mind answering my questions?" I deliberately poked the wound on the guy's left hand with my fingers, but unexpectedly, he didn't react at all. After a closer look, I found that the wound was charred and had been ripe for a long time, so it didn't hurt at all. Of course, although I couldn't feel the pain, the guy became even more angry after seeing his wound being touched by me but didn't hurt. After all, I would be angry if I was tortured like this, let alone the other party was a proud and arrogant god.

"You can't imagine getting any information from me, I won't say a word to you." The guy first gave himself a therapy, and then said this fluently with his tongue that could finally move. But unfortunately, what I was most afraid of was being tough.

"Yes, you are very strong. I like people like you... Well... I probably like to torture people like you. Come on, you can hold this sword for a while. Don't worry, I will take it off when you are about to die." (..)
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