The "taste" is a bit weird.

Although I had just finished the night shift, I was not too worried about the calorie problem and swallowed half of my arm in one mouthful.

But the facts prove that although it is a back-up, it is already the last resort to the end of the road.

If not noticed, it may be a difficult hidden danger.

He truly used authority as a bridge to secretly travel through Chen Cang, and he won a chance to seize the body for himself.

Unfortunately, He chose a wrong goal.

Under the professional treatment of the King of Abandoned Prison, even though he had a little stress response at the last moment, he still failed to make any decent resistance.

Continuing the impression in the previous task, the "food"'s final struggle showed a very complex fragrance, which made people feel endless aftertaste.

The whole process did not last long, and soon the hope of the superiors was digested completely and welcoming insights.

Crisis is also an opportunity.

As early as when the warehouse said it would not help restore the state, Fu Qian had imagined whether he could use this treatment to reduce it, bringing some additional benefits from the task.

Facts have proved that people must have dreams. With the cooperation of their opponents, the first effect will be unexpected.

Even the specific content of this gain is a bit unusual.

[The ancient face is reproduced from the flesh and blood body, and emits a breath of destruction.

Breath is so pure that it can be regarded as the purest symbol of power.

The only problem is that there are three ancient faces]

...

Ancient faces reappear on the body, spitting out a pure symbol of destruction?

This description has to remind people of the three rings of fire, thunder, blood, which were drawn from the palm of the palm of the hand before.

Even the number matched, but it turned from rings to three side by side.

As for the last sentence, why three faces were considered a problem... Fu Qian turned his head and looked deep in the warehouse.

At the same time, the stairs that brought great pressure to the surroundings were finally slowly lowered.

After returning to the second level, Fu Qian thought about it and directly activated the newly acquired skills.

roar--

Almost instantly, the brightness in front of me increased dramatically.

A bunch of destructive flames with redness in orange and endless scorching spirit gushed out from the chest.

It is as thick as a torrent, squirting all the way toward the depths of the warehouse.

It's really a face?

And he was not in a hurry to interrupt the process. Fu Qian lowered his head and looked at his outfit that had been reimbursed again.

But I saw that the location of the big mouth that I had just used to see, my flesh and blood had distorted again at this moment.

In comparison, it is really a more complete head, although it is obviously not a human.

With sharp horns, thick scales, fangs, that face is obviously closer to reptiles, such as the various giant dragons I have seen.

It's indeed a bit majestic.

Looking at the flames spewing out of the big mouth, Fu Qian commented and turned slightly, expanding the destruction area into a fan shape.

Of course, I still did not deliberately destroy the workstation and always avoided the shelves.

However, this surge of pure destruction is indeed worthy of being the residual echo of the superior, and it feels like it should have a first-level level.

Although the warehouse is not as nervous as when he transformed into the King of Prison Abandoned, he still seems to be under a certain amount of pressure.

In addition, such a scene actually reminds people of an old friend.

Fu Qian silently evaluated in his heart, but it was not too much, so he finally canceled the flame spit.

roar--

Although the next moment, an arc that almost burned people's eyes continued to shoot out from his chest in an extremely violent posture.

It's really like this...fire, thunder, blood.

Before paying, I was very sure that it was not my choice, and whatever I vomited out would appear automatically.

The three faces seem to give this skill an excessive randomness, including the face itself.

Compared with the dragon head in front, the head that appears on the chest at this moment is even obviously different.

It is vaguely not human, vaguely more like a reptile, but it is definitely not the same.

One-eyed, hornless, strange long beards flying among the blue scales.

With the spitting rage, the face even slowly wandered - until it stopped at the broken arm that had not yet recovered.

...

You can't choose what to vomit, but you can choose where to vomit.

As a flesh and blood expert, Fu Qian didn't even need to rotate his body by himself this time. By shifting the position of that face, he successfully achieved a fan-shaped attack surface.

As for the old friend I remembered... Fu Qian raised the hand that was already the leader at the front.

Once upon a time, the man had the same shape, showing himself the power of tying on the water of the archipelago.

That's right, it's just Mr. Lu, one of the founders of Rebirth Club.

The fan-shaped flames just now almost instantly remind people of their past experiences of being together.

So much so that when I activated my skills again, Fu Qian tried to make some styling adjustments.

It turns out that although the face shape cannot be chosen, it does not have to appear on the chest.

At this moment, this image is infinitely close to the orthodox intercourse.

The power of lightning spit out is not lower than the previous flames.

With this unexpected gain, I seem to be able to easily play the role of a person who successfully took over the power of the gods?

Mr. Lu worked hard and finally proved to the world that the future is the connection...

roar--

After Fu Qian's careful debugging, the third spit appeared directly at the broken arm, and he even adjusted his hole and hairstyle.

So much so that at first glance, Mr. Lu Ming was returning with great sacredness.

In addition, what was sprayed out this time was still flame, and the shape of the faucet was exactly the same as the first time.

That's right, not only can't be selected, but it doesn't even appear in sequence, but it's really random.

I still couldn't see the blood-attributed spurts I imagined - and I didn't seem to see them for the time being.

Like the previous meditation and confusion, vomiting will not cause consumption to oneself, but it also requires independent charging.

After three consecutive times, the new skill can no longer be activated, but needs to be restored over time.

Fortunately, I was not so anxious, and it was already impolite to continue offending.

This time, the flames only spit for a moment, and Fu Qian ended early, leaving time for the repair work of elbow breaking.

It's quite satisfying.

After full charge, it can launch three consecutive first-level attacks, and even has excellent recognition and confusion.

A task numbered 3 can achieve this level of gain, and what other bicycles are needed.

Even though he has not even heard of the reputation, the form of this skill can still help him to further understand the state of the ancient superior.

The pure randomness alone seems to feel some extreme chaos from it, not to mention these three incompatible faces - is it that the authority of the God position is too chaotic, but it is directly a chaotic God position?

Do the three faces belong to the three "He"?
Chapter completed!