Summoner of Nightmares

658. Chapter 658 Assassination

    Chapter 658 Assassination

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    wind of the airport blows out of Walter Green and continues to float.

    She stretched her hand off the blindfold of her eyes, took a long legs with her heels, moved towards the right front to meet a crowd of her.

    “Glad to see you again here, the last time we met three years ago, the last time I looked at it, the last time it took so long.” More ranking. ”

    To welcome her, she was the first head of the British mainland organization, Asnan Bean.

    It’s an outrage, and it’s always serious, white old man with his face.

    Walter laughed, stretched his hand lightly and shaked each other.

    “Whatever I rank today, you will always be my teacher.”

    The old man is serious, a little gentle.

    “I’m sorry to call you back from vacation time so far, but this mission has caused some trouble in organizing. So you want to come back and fix it. And you’re the only one who can fix it.”

    As the fifth largest killer in World rank, Valta naturally listens to the seriousness of the teacher’s tongue.

    “The snow of God has caused problems, and the chiefs have died unknown, but their repositories and avenues have fallen elsewhere.

    There is news that all sources and density are on the sole son of the Lord’s Snow Leader.

    So we need you to run alone, and the others can’t stop the other killers. “Old people don’t say anything.

    Walta smiled and picked up some flying green corner.

    “The vault and the channel of the snow flowers? It is worth giving me a vacation to come back.”

    “It’s hard for you. Valta.” Old man weighs nodded, “You need equipment and tools, and I’ll send someone to your place in advance. Besides, if you want to make something else, remember sending it early.”

    “All right.” Valta laughed, “right. Now God snows the strongest, should he be a silent lion? He has a relationship with the stars, I remember.”

    “What? You know each other? Silent Lion World ranks thirteenth, more than ten, and within ten, two levels, not to worry.” The old man wakes up.

    “Of course I do. Just, in the past, maybe we’ll meet.” Valta whispers.

    “If it is not necessary, it will be solved. In the vault of the snow flowers, I remember there was something we really needed, so it was more important than the channel.” Old warned repeatedly.

    “Okay, I’ll try to bring back the vault.” Valta’s eyes are slightly serious.

    “It’s hard. I’ve given you a ticket for the day after tomorrow. Identity number will be sent to you later.”

    “Not hard, remember to pay overtime.” Walta smiled and wore white hats in his hand.

    ….

    ….

    Unboundless, vast spiritual space.

    The surrounding blue water, Lin Sheng’s deserted end, is sitting in the water, looking at it very far, and is being wrapped by a half-transparent little white God Saint Force, the wrapped soul of Zhao Hung.

    This is Zhao Hunky’s mental illusion and his soul’s imagination space.

    Generally speaking, this is also the source of the will of the soul.

    Speaking of, he was able to come here and was also due to his interim decision to give Zhao Hung a complete Divine Technique.

    Lin Sheng’s realm and strength today have, in essence, reached the level given to the faithful Divine Technique. That, however, needs to be the channel of will.

    Zhao Hung’s vision of his will is not an image of the Holy Divine, but rather based on a fundamental desire of disciple to teachers.

    Not strong, but weak.

    It was also his time to train this kid and to learn feedback after gradually building the image of the teacher in his mind.

    According to this will, Lin Sheng’s reverse borrowing a part of his mysterious abilities to each other.

    That’s called Divine Technique.

    In the course of this loan, Lin Sheng’s unconscious consciousness reached this space. So under curiosity, he stretched out a soul and came in here.

    The God Saint Force, like the glue, is continuously packed with the Zhao Hung view and does not even leave room for its breath.

    But, over time, Zhao Hung’s face has gradually appeared to enjoy peace, allowing God Saint Force to infiltrate into his body and transform his soul.

    “Spirit space, imagining the root causes.” Lin Sheng has been watching Zhao Hung on a number of occasions and has carefully measured the surrounding environment.

    Achievements, Demi-God, did not have any teachers, nor did he have much information for information. Everything can only be touched by itself.

    So he didn’t even know before that he could get into such a mysterious place.

    Now he’s not sure what’s going on here, but he believes that the corresponding use will be found.

    “Thereafter, God Saint Force will transform your soul so that your body and spirit can naturally accept Saint Light and accept the integration of God Saint Force.

    Taking control of Saint Light is your first step in transcendent. “

    Lin Sheng directly uses spiritual sound transmission to give Zhao Hung a view.

    “Free control, Saint Light, can lead to a significant increase in the level of activity of your entire cells, while at the same time being able to heal their own wounds and recover their physical energy quickly.

    A clean-up attack of a pure energy nature can also occur in a short period of time. I hope you use dao force with caution. ”

    Lin Sheng’s voice has been in the minds of Zhao Hung for a long time.

    He forgotten time, forgotten where he was located, just in a more comfortable and peaceful environment.

    The cells of the whole body have also evolved with the evolution of the soul and have gradually produced minor changes.

    This qualitative change can’t be seen in the short term, but in the long term it will change slightly.

    About half an hour later.

    Lin Sheng determined that Zhao Hung would not have any further problems and would withdraw from the imaginary causes.

    In the room, Zhao Huang also slowed up to wake up from the state of sediment.

    Just the first time he woke up, he felt different.

    Thinking is clearer and responsive. The whole person is like an upgraded processor, five senses are more acute, and physical control is more selfish.

    And…

    He lifted his hand, and the food fingers slowed up a slice of white half-transparency rays of light.

    This rays of light is like his third hand in the body, capable of manipulating itself.

    “It’s… This is Saint Light!” Zhao Hung, shaking and obsessed with this kind of rays of light.

    He stretched his hand, touched, touched, but only touched it with a slight feeling like a fog.

    “This is amazing.” He praised.

    Mind moves, he controls Saint Light back to his body.

    Then stand up, move the body. Open the rainlight, and there’s a message from Miss Saint Light.

    “Congratulations, from now on, you will truly step into Transcendent’s door. After overriding the most dangerous threshold, your qualities in all its aspects will welcome a leap forward.

    Attention to control your own strength, and before you can fully harvest yourself, I set up a hidden formula for you, and I’ll always play a role. “- Saint Light shines you.

    “Teacher, when do I become a real saint Warrior?” – No enemy Superman.

    Zhao Hung has a quick message.

    There’s no response there. It’s supposed to be a matter of time.

    Zhao Hung didn’t care. Turn off the rainlight, like getting a new toy, and he started to touch Saint Light’s methods at home.

    He received Saint Light, the god of Saint Force, which Lin Sheng burned, and whose specific nature changed, even Lin Sheng himself was not very clear.

    So he only gave Saint Light the basic information to Zhao Hung. The rest of it will be on his own.

    (This chapter is over)