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Chapter 437 [Goddess of Vengeance]

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    Zhao Guangli smiled at this moment.

    Finally arrived, the new crossbow blade.

    "This is against the rules, people outside the venue intervene!"

    "What are they doing, what is this mechanical creation!"

    "The enemythe enemy is coming?"

    Wen Yangxiu remained silent.

    Everyone¡¯s weapons have been reported in advance, but although Zhao Guangli reported it, he has never used it. He didn¡¯t expect it to appear in this way

    Will a senior person deliver it in person?

    Wen Yangxiu nodded slightly, this boy didn't seem to be simple.

    "Beatot Cavendish!"

    "[Electronic Dragon Controller], a high-ranking member of the new generation, the new researcher of the Gear Academy, Beatot, how come he appears here!"

    The metal mechanical dragon is soaring high in the sky, and electronic flashes are shining like bright lampposts.

    "Learn fromSenior, are we being too ostentatious?"

    Trevithick, facing the fierce cold wind, held down his scattered hair.

    Beatot looked particularly amused when he saw Bird's Nest Head's cautious look: "Swaggering? When you reach a higher level, you will also choose to be so swaggering."

    "Little Terry."

    "However, what you said is not bad. If this continues, someone from Tianxuyuan will really come to deal with me after a while."

    After Beatot said this in the cold wind, the silver-white electronic dragon in the sky roared loudly, slowly scattered into mechanical parts, and finally gathered in Beatot's hands to form a small  A black box exclusive to construction mages.

    Beatot grabbed Trevithick's clothes and accurately landed on the ground.

    ¡­¡­¡­¡­¡­¡­

    "Zhao Guangli."

    Beatot, a tall man in white, landed in the audience. At this moment, he attracted everyone's attention.

    Some people know it, some people don¡¯t.

    But everyone knows that this is an extremely powerful professional.

    Zhao Guangli lazily raised his head and waved: "Senior, hello."

    Beatot smiled: "This weapon not only cost you a lot of blood, but also took away precious equipment at home. It took the exclusive team a week to create the monster."

    ¡°If you lose and happen to survive, I will personally send you on your way.¡±

    Beatot¡¯s voice, neither too loud nor too soft, passed through Song Tingyu¡¯s ears and was directly delivered to Zhao Guangli.

    "Understood."

    Zhao Guangli smiled.

    At this moment, he stood in front of the black box as if there was no one else around.

    "Do you knowBeatote?"

    Song Tingyu asked in a deep voice.

    Zhao Guangli opened the black box. There was no password on the black box. He just opened the lock and said, "I don't know it."

    "But I know this weapon."

    "Do you know the horror of having all the blood and essence drained from your body" Zhao Guangli smacked his lips: "It's like a blood cavity. What you draw is other people's blood, but what I draw is my own blood."

    Song Tingyu¡¯s face was gloomy.

    ¡°It¡¯s been such a long time, my crossbow blade.¡±

    In the end, Zhao Guangli grabbed a mechanical metal switch and took it out.

    What is presented in front of everyone is a pure black mechanical device.

    The pure ink color, without any other color, looks deep and terrifying.

    The familiar pitch-black rack has a light crossbow placed above it. The sides of the crossbow body are composed of tiny strings, and directly above it is a rotating disk device.

    The streamlined body of the fuselage exudes a sense of depression and bizarreness, just like an accordion artist playing on the street late at night.

    "This is¡­¡­"

    "What a terrible evil spirit Is this what a weapon should have?"

    "The new-born violence seems to be an elegant variation hidden in the middle of the night."

    "The artist with the breath of murder."

    Beatot looked at the dark weapon in the center with a smile in his eyes.

    "The Bell Tower clan has spent huge resources to build monster-level weapons. If they cannot control them, they may die on the spot."

    ??When the Chao clan found the Bell Tower clan, they used at least three times more resources before they invited them.The belfry craftsman who has a higher eye than the top among the Clan even has the endorsement of Trevithick, the young master of the belfry.

    However, the requirements in Bell Tower City are extremely high.

    Since you want to make extraordinary weapons, you must do your best.

    The first is a large amount of blood essence of the target user, which is the best way to improve the compatibility between oneself and extraordinary weapons.

    Second, the original drawing of the so-called crossbow blade is not strong enough.

    We must give them, these mechanical artists, the right to perform.

    Zhao Guangli stretched out his right hand and grabbed the expander under the crossbow blade.

    Zhao Guangli agreed to all these contents.

    Zhao Guangli has only one requirement, that is, the core of the crossbow blade, the central axis, must be made of his own materials.

    That is the only part that originally belonged to the Black Hunter and can still be used.

    The familiar feel and the unfamiliar new equipment are two strange feelings mixed together.

    "Black Hunter, I'm sorry"

    Zhao Guangli stood in the sky, his eyes changed from lazy to extremely cautious and firm.

    Since I came to this world, there have been countless people who have caused harm to me.

    And now

    I'm going to take revenge on them.

    No matter who you are, no matter where you are.

    The dark hunter holding a crossbow will be your nightmare that cannot be annihilated.

    Its name is

    "[Nemesis]."

    The sound is silent, but it is deafening and enlightening.

    Song Tingyu could hear the heartbeat.

    What happened.

    So dangerous.

    It seems like something dangerous is about to happen.

    Song Tingyu looked ahead, his handsome face beginning to show anger.

    "Are you kidding me?"

    "You, a pariah, got an inexplicable weapon from nowhere What is that a crossbow with strings?"

    "Ha ha¡­¡­"

    "Guys like you don't understand anything at all. There is a gap between heaven and earth between us."

    Zhao Guangli raised the crossbow blade.

    Every crossbow blade is unique. In addition to the same basic shape, its exclusive abilities and emphasis are different.

    "However Zhao Guangli's spiritual energy is now condensed behind his solid back.

    The crossbow blade is back, and the golden psychic quiver can finally be used again.

    "We still have to resist we still have to resist"

    Song Tingyu¡¯s handsome face twitched.

    Why, why can't you die?

    "Father, father is looking at me."

    ¡°If I want to kill you, I must kill you gracefully and calmly.¡±

    Song Tingyu raised his bloody blade, and every priceless weapon was attached to his blood.

    The whole picture looks beautiful and coquettish.

    He looks like a bloody noble prince.

    ¡¾Goddess of Vengeance¡¿aimed at Song Tingyu.

    Zhao Guangli placed a blue solid arrow on the virtual arrow made from the psychic quiver, and then pressed it into the slot above the crossbow blade.

    Although the details have changed, the basic structure has not changed at all.

    The fighting spirit was compressed, and a violent emotion swept over Zhao Guangli's position.

    An uneasy feeling emerged in the hearts of the surrounding audience.

    What does that devilish boy want to do?

    The strings on both sides of [Goddess of Vengeance] moved automatically in the absence of wind, and the disc above began to rotate inexplicably, hovering above the sky with a melodious and melodious tune.

    "Exploding Arrow This is the most complete version."

    Zhao Guangli looked at Song Tingyu's handsome face seriously, a face that could drive thousands of girls crazy.

    "Speak to Sakura for me."

    Song Tingyu¡¯s expression changed.

    "Feel sorry."

    The deep blue light passed through the front.

    Passed through the audience seats between the sky.

    Passed through the wall.

    Smoke and dust, and the wind of freedom.

    There is also the back view of Zhao Guangli gently lowering his arms.  (Remember the website address: www.hlnovel.com
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