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Chapter five hundred and eighty sixth absolute power(2/2)

‘Huff, hufu’, Tang Ling gasped.

"What? Have you considered it? Deal with me? Or die?" The huge head spoke again, as if to seduce Tang Ling. It turned around and then sighed: "Look, if you choose to trade, everything here is yours. Do you know the meaning of everything here?"

"For example, this pool of water is all blood from my heart, absorbing energy for decades... Although they have been diluted, every drop of diluted has extremely great value."

"Look, my internal organs, bones, and muscles in this pool have been petrified, but there must be essence crystallization in the middle. Even if you can find some vitality resources, it can restore my bones to their activity and become the best forging material..."

"There are many benefits. If you are willing to trade, I can tell you one by one."

The sound of the head became more and more tempting. It looked at Tang Ling, narrowed its eyes again and said, "Have you considered it?"

"Think about it." Tang Ling's breathing was finally calmed down at this time. He had become fearless. He just said: "If this is not a fair deal that gives me the right to know. Then, I refuse."

"What did you say?" The head phantom didn't expect Tang Ling to answer it like this, and suddenly became angry.

And with its anger, the blood pool became violent, but Tang Ling was still fearless: "I stick to my statement."

"Then you go and die." The phantom of the head said mercilessly.

It didn't mean to be a joke. As soon as this said, the power that bound Tang Ling became stronger again, even more than the explosion just now.

Tang Ling couldn't breathe again in an instant, and the sound of bone cracks came directly from the chest cavity, and even his limbs began to twist.

The head phantom looked at Tang Ling brutally, and Tang Ling also looked at the head phantom fearlessly, like a silent confrontation.

One second, or two seconds? At the moment when the limit is approaching death, even Tang Ling, who has accurate instinct, can no longer calculate the time.

He just knew that when he was able to breathe again and recover his consciousness, he felt severe pain all over his body. It was because under the huge pressure, the muscles in his body were torn and cracks in his bones, and only the internal organs were barely injured.

What kind of power is this? And control of power! Tang Ling's body was transformed by the bronze-faced monster, forming a perfect body of steel, and there is also the existence of a small seed, and the muscles are filled with power.

Tang Ling fully believed that even if the fifth and sixth level Ziyue warrior took action, it would be impossible to use simple force to damage his body to such an extent, unless it was a talented ability.

What shocked him even more was that this control force hurt everything that was not fatal to him, but it did not form any fatal injuries that caused him to die.

This is precise control of power, and it is precise control of large areas.

"I'll give you another chance." The phantom of the head said angrily.

Tang Ling licked the blood that oozed out of the cracks of her teeth, shook her head and said, "You don't want to kill me. But I still insist."

The phantom of the head did not take action this time, but his eyes changed from anger to cold: "I hate being threatened the most, and I also hate having creatures that are smart in front of me the most. Are you really sure I won't kill you?"

"Not sure, I just said you don't want to. But if I really anger you, just do it. I didn't threaten you, nor did I be smart. But... after weighing it, I found that there are many things that scare me more than death."

While speaking, Tang Ling tried hard to raise his eyes, ears, and mouth and nose, blood was seeping in his eyes, which seemed a little scary. He said word by word: "For example, from now on, becoming a puppet, and for example, all thoughts are limited to a certain premise... In short, these things can be simply attributed to five words - the freedom of life!"

"Compared with losing it, death is simply a pediatric, isn't it?" After saying this, Tang Ling grinned, and his blood-stained teeth and bloody face all showed an indescribable determination.

He will not change his decision.

The phantom of the head fell silent, and the cold eyes gradually calmed down.

"There are creatures that talk about fairness to me? Conditions? And they are so weak. Even the creatures that I have died for so long in a sense, but can still crush them at will, actually talk about conditions with me?"

Tang Ling didn't say anything. He had already said what he should say. He could not control the choice of this powerful creature. He did not doubt the ability of this phantom at all. Even the owner of the site No. 9 could leave a phantom, and he was also capable of combat.

This creature is far stronger than the owner of the site Nine, and its phantom is extremely powerful.

Therefore, Tang Ling could only wait for the final decision of the phantom of her head.

"I can tell you the essence of the transaction. But you have to be clear that this is my bottom line."

Finally, the head phantom said this, and the tone was naturally filled with strong dissatisfaction. The superiors always liked obedience rather than inexplicable personality. Unless they had no choice, Tang Ling just convinced it with fear, and it did not start to appreciate Tang Ling.

"You said, but I will still retain my choice."
Chapter completed!
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