I Grabbed 999 Abilities

　　 "You...you devil!!! My power is too!!! My power is too!!! Hmm..."

　　 The masked fighter who sensed that his power disappeared screamed in panic and struggling.

　　 Yang Xi thought he was too annoying, so he blocked his mouth with shadow tentacles.

The advantage of Shadow Dun’s ability lies in its flexibility. It can help Yang Xi traverse terrain, switch positions, and avoid a lot of damage, but it is relatively weak in attack. It is just a simple solid shadow weapon, which may be supplemented by the upgrade. Defects.

　　 Now it’s enough to use it. For output or something, just give it to Class A plasma.

　　 grabbed the face of the masked fighter with shadow tentacles, and Yang Xi brainwashed him with his puppet control ability, making him the second puppet.

　　 It's just that his status is still a bit different from that of Superman, and he can only be regarded as a one-time tool man.

　　 Yang Xi roughly read the memory of the masked fighter.

　　 is the life of a little bastard...

　　Drug-addicted parents, growing up in a slum, because they didn’t go to school, even if they awakened their abilities, they couldn’t become a hero.

　　 Forced by his livelihood, he began to use his abilities to commit crimes. At the age of eighteen, he was captured by the Saints Organization for a drug deal, and was finally absorbed into the organization to become a cadre.

　　 The picture is still very clear in the memory of the Masked Fighter after many years. It can be seen how shocking he was at that time.

On a rainy night, the Priest of Light brought his three henchmen, the Deep Navy Soul, the Rose of Bloodthirsty, and the Earth Mage. The Priest of Light simply used a few auxiliary skills, the small abilities of the Masked Fighter. The organization was wiped out by these three B-level abilities like cutting melons and vegetables.

The Priest of Light wears a white robe, and his knife-like face is inlaid with a pair of evil eyes. The only restorative power he has used was used by the unmanly masked fighter who was ravaged by the soul of the deep navy. Body.

In just a few seconds, the ribs inserted into the lungs of the masked fighter were restored to their original positions by the mysterious force, and the twisted limbs returned to his control. He...feeled a new life, pious The ground crawled under the filthy hem of the priest of light.

　　 "This priest of light is a bit interesting."

　　 Yang Xi feels that he can compare favorably with the magic dragon if he is just about his appearance.

　　 And his abilities are really terrifying. The injury of the Masked Fighter is obviously no longer good, and he is healed by his ability in a few seconds.

　　 "I just don't know what the limitations of this ability are."

　　 Judging from the memory of the masked fighters, the highest record of the priests of light using this ability to recover from a dying state is five times in a day.

　　 It was an incident that was attacked by the Association of Heroes, because the Saints Organization abducted and sold a high-level child of the Association. After the fight against the Iron Saints Organization, the number of supernaturalists in the organization was directly halved.

　　From this memory, it can be inferred that the upper limit of the number of times the priest of light can use this recovery ability should be five times a day.

　　 Otherwise, he would not sit and watch those subordinates die in pain.

　　 Yang Xi put the power orb of the fear mask back into the mask fighter and activated it.

　　 Then his body sat on the sofa, after all, the bed...not very clean now.

　　 "You return to the base immediately, and when you see the priest of light, you will notify me to come to you."

　　 "Yes, master."

　　 The masked fighter knelt on one knee in front of Yang Xi respectfully, picked up the mask with his right hand, put it on, and took out his combat uniform from the closet, covering his strong body.

　　 The two fear powers have failed, and his body has returned to its original state.

　　……

　　 After half an hour, Yang Xi's communicator received a message from the Masked Fighter.

　　 Yang Xi exhaled, activated the puppet control ability, and landed on the body of the masked fighter.

　　 The horizon changes. The place where the Masked Fighter is located can only be described in four words, magnificent and magnificent. I am afraid that the ostentation of the ancient royal family can't be more exaggerated than here.

　　The places where gold can be used are covered with gold leaf. The golden sofas, coffee tables, wine glasses, and even the napkins on the side are all gold.

　　 The priest of Guangming, who was sitting on the main seat, was dressed in a white robe with golden embroidery. Two barely dressed and slender girls were kneeling and sitting around him, one holding a wine glass for him, and the other peeling grapes for him.

　　The priest of Guangming goes down, and there are three smaller seats with patterns engraved on them. The leftmost is the waves, the middle is the rose, and the rightmost is the mountain.

　　 Sitting on the left side is a middle-aged man in a dark green uniform, who seems to be of Aryan descent.

　　The woman in the middle is black mixed race. Except for her skin color, she has no characteristics of a black person and has a high nose. The thin lips with pink lip gloss and those phoenix eyes all exude fatal temptation.

　　 This is not one of the most beautiful black women Yang Xi has ever seen. Black pearls cannot be used to describe her beauty.

　　 The one on the far right is an old man with a white beard, wearing an earth-yellow mage robe, with wrinkles on his face piled up, and he can't even see his eyes.

　　 These three should be the three B-level subordinates of the Priest of Light, the Deep Navy Soul, the Bloodthirsty Rose, and the Earth Mage.

　　 This is the meeting room with the highest level of organization. The masked fighter told Yang Xi that his excuse for entering here was to discuss a group of girls with the soul of the deep navy.

This was originally the mission of the Masked Fighter in the past two days, so the Deep Navy Soul is not surprised~www.wuxiamtl.com~ just beckoning him to wait a while, it seems that the organization is now facing a certain problem, which makes the saints big The guys gathered in the meeting room.

　　 Bloodthirsty Rose said: "The Sword of Seal of the Round Table Company seems to be causing us trouble."

　　 She turned her head and cast a wink at Yang Xi.

　　 Masked Fighter explained: "Bloodthirsty Rose has something to do with me. She likes the size of my body after I transform."

　　Yang Xi naturally didn't have to maintain the snake's character in front of her doll, teasing: "This ability of the fear mask...is it so practical?"

　　 The masked fighter flattered: "Compared with your power, Master, my power is just an axe."

Shen Haijun's soul was holding his head with a headache: "Sword of Seal, this little girl is really a headache. This is not the first time she has done this kind of thing, right? We haven't touched her family again, so why is she staring at us? Let it go?"

　　 Bloodthirsty Rose shrugged helplessly, "Who calls her an A-level hero with a strong sense of justice?"

The voice of the Priest of Light makes people feel like spring breeze, "I have communicated with the top of the round table company. This time it is estimated that it is her private action. Give her another chance. If she doesn't know how to be an enemy of our saints, then Just get rid of her!"

　　 "Except for the Heroes' Association, there is no second organization worthy of our saints' retreat again and again!"

　　 An evil smile appeared on the face of the priest of Guangming: "It just so happens that I want to try the taste of an A-level hero too, hahaha!!!"

　　 The meeting room was filled with the sickly laugh of the priest of light. Yang Xi stared at the blond girl who appeared on the big screen at several nodes of the saint's human trafficking, and began to figure it out.

　　 It seems... a new wild tool man has appeared.