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Chapter 430: Treatment or repair?

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    The little angel wanted to let the holy light shine, but was carried back by Ange. The little zombie jumped down directly. When he was about to hit the water, he opened his feet and "stepped" on the water and rushed across the moat.

    Soul armor surged up from its body, covering its whole body, and two hoes formed in its hands.

    "Death Sword Master! It's Death Sword Master! Everyone, be careful." The pursuing knight shouted in panic.

    The egg dragon Nigris muttered: "Death Sword Master? What nonsense? Oh, they thought the little zombie was a living person, and then armored the soul and thought it was the Death Sword Master? Is there such a profession in this world? When did it learn it?  Step into the air?"

    "Death Sword Master? Yes, you are a professional who practices soul fighting. Everyone is as thin as a zombie. How can you admit your mistake?" Locus whipped out her sword and shouted: "Then I can also pretend to be death.  Swordsman, kill!"

    After saying that, he ran down the castle with his sword in hand.

    "Where are you running to?" Nigris asked in confusion.

    "I'm going to get on the boat, I can't jump over!" Rocks shouted as she ran off.

    "Hasn't she learned how to use her soul energy?" Duroken and Negris looked at each other.

    By the time she took the boat and rowed to the other side, she had almost finished fighting the little zombies. She faced the charging enemies with a death breath shock wave every time, and then rushed up, crashing, hoeing, crashing, hoeing

    The remaining little angels, who were restricted from using amplified moves, were punched in the eye sockets one after another, and all of them had black circles.

    After tying up the remaining enemies who were still alive and escorting them back to the castle, Locks muttered in despair: "I'm so good at it."

    The arrival of people like Ange greatly affected her self-confidence. She originally thought that she was the most powerful lich in this desert, but she didn't expect that Ange would bring a little loli here and he would be much more fierce than her.

    What she doesn¡¯t know is that Ange has restricted the little angel from using the holy power of light, otherwise it will be even worse.

    After all, this is the world of the undead. There is no need to reveal too many things about the Church of Light to avoid attracting too much attention. Even Ange took off his Holy Spirit armor.

    "It's really good. Forget it, I'm giving you an advantage." Nigris flew over and stretched out his little paw to touch her forehead.

    A piece of information poured into Locks' soul, all about basic techniques of soul energy manipulation.

    Among the chased people who had fled, one of them ran back quickly, turned over on the shore, dismounted, and shouted gratefully: "Thank you, thank you for saving my life. The Dulett family will always remember your kindness."  , there is nothing to repay during the escape, please accept our little kindness."

    He took out a piece of stuff from his arms and put it on the ground, then took a few more bites. The guy led the horse backwards, and after retreating for a certain distance, he got on the horse and drove away.

    "This guy is quite polite." Nigris said with joy and flew down in a comfortable mood.

    Although the little angels and little zombies were not there to save them, they were grateful for the benefits they received, which is very gratifying.

    I got what the guy left behind. It was a badge. It was pure gold and heavy. It weighed about a few taels and was equivalent to more than a dozen gold coins.

    "Did you even get the family crest as a thank you gift? That's really a dead end. Hey, why does this mark look familiar?" Nigris held the gold coin, which weighed several taels, and flew up with difficulty.

    "Zobada, is it so heavy? No, no, no, am I so weak? Ange, if you don't make your body bigger for me, I will take advantage of you!" Negris cursed in a low voice.  Coming back, especially the word 'cai', the voice was so low that it was almost inaudible.

    "Duroken, look at this mark. Why do I think it's the mark of your King of Alchemy?" Nigris pointed to a mark on the badge.

    Du Luoken looked at it, took out his Midas Touch and compared it carefully, and said: "It is indeed my hidden seal inscription. Although there are some changes, the main body is indeed my hidden seal. What's going on? What's going on here?  How come there is my inscription on the indigenous emblem?¡±

    Adding your own inscriptions in inconspicuous places is a bad taste and anti-theft method of many master craftsmen, such as the inner wall of the wine bottle pipe, the stitching of silk underwear, and the soles of the statues.

    When the work remains intact, it is difficult to discover these hidden inscriptions, unless special means are used or it is broken.

    If someone copies the same thing but misses the inscription, it will be easily exposed.

    This inscription is the logo used by Duroken to prevent theft. It uses some simple lines to make the inscription as small as possible and make it easier to engrave into small corners.

    And Duroken¡¯s official inscription isI still need to find quality materials.  "

    What is the low-level method?  Apply lubricant. For Durokan, finding lubricant is more troublesome.

    Putting the shell together, Duroken's fingers passed over the joint. The arm shell, which was originally riveted, has now merged into a whole.

    "Seamless jointing" Wright muttered with a painful look on his face.

    It was like seeing a toilet made of pure gold, his heart was bleeding, as if to say, you really don't need to be so advanced when taking a poop. These methods of Duroken, used on his constructed arm, are simply in vain.  blind.

    After showing some strength, Duroken said: "What is the name of this little boy? His constructed heart"

    Before he finished speaking, the little boy suddenly turned blue, his lips quickly turned purple, his hands and feet were blue, and he suddenly fell to the ground.

    Duroken was about to say that the constructed heart would break easily, but he didn¡¯t expect it to break on the spot.

    Wright and the other women were so anxious that they crowded around, but on their way to escape, materials and tools were not available, so Wright could only look helplessly at Duroken.

    Duro Ken said calmly: "It's just that the constructed heart is broken. It's trivial. But do you want to replace him with a constructed heart? Or do you want to cure his original heart disease?"

    "What? Cured? He has congenital heart disease, can it be cured?" Wright wondered if he heard wrongly.

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