Dragon Wizard of the Heavens

"It seems that this world is not as simple as I imagined!" Allen snapped his fingers, and a fire suddenly appeared in the light blue energy barrier.

Roshan, which was undergoing rapid regeneration, was once again wrapped in flames. This time the flames looked far less powerful than the flame storms cast by Arcane Guards, but the damage caused by this flame to Roshan was no less than that of flame storms, even more. It's much more than that. The flame inside is the sacred flame on Alex's body.

For Roshan, a monster with a lot of evil aura, it has extraordinary lethality. I saw that Roshan, which was regenerating rapidly, was surrounded by this flame, and the black viscous liquid secreted from the body was directly transformed into the flame. The black smoke disappeared from the breath, and the body was struggling in the flame. A powerful evil spirit erupted from his body, trying to suppress the sacred flame.

It's just that although the sacred flame seems to be blown out by a gust of wind, the flames soared instantly under the suppression of the evil spirit, and in the end, Roshan was directly purified by this sacred flame.

"Soul bondage!"

boom!

The entire laboratory seemed to tremble, and at random, a mournful howl sounded. On the corpse of Roshan turned into coke, thousands of souls were released in an instant. The entire laboratory instantly became cloudy and windy, and the negative energy went straight up. These ghosts have basically lost their self-consciousness, eroded by negative energy and evil spirits, and completely lost their reason. Under the burning of the sacred flame, the remnants of the soul are very It quickly dissipated, leaving only a little light of the soul.

Allen waved his hand to open a space channel, and a breath of death came out from the space channel. Allen opened a channel leading to the tributary of the Styx. Under the law of death, these soul lights involuntarily entered it. .

These are the souls that were originally swallowed by Roshan. This Roshan itself is not as tall as 20 meters. It is constantly devouring various corpses, zombies, humans, and deformed bodies to grow to that height. If you wait for him to remove these The soul is completely digested, this Roshan may still be able to advance to the legend.

Jingle bells!

There was a crisp impact sound, and the gray soul spars fell. The largest of them was dark in color, and looked dizzy at first glance, and exuded circles of faint golden light.

——Divine Spar (Swallow)!

This black divine spar exudes an evil aura. Upon a glance, the deep black seems to be able to swallow even the soul.

"Divine power!" Allen played with this divine spar casually, and his mind was running at high speed. Obviously, the reason why this Roshan was able to swallow other zombies, humans, and even deformed bodies was because of Alan's hands. This one devours the divinity. Originally relying on a monster like Roshan, he should have no such divine power, so where did this divine come from?

-"Divine Absorption!"

Alan didn’t get too entangled, he stretched out his hand and grabbed it directly. This black divine spar flew directly into the air, and he extracted strands of pale golden divine power. This strand of divine power was roughly equivalent to a little divinity. Since Ellen received the gift of Tibis World, the divinity in his body has reached hundreds of points, and this divinity is easily integrated into his body.

This divinity has not been purified, Alan just absorbed it, and it takes some effort to merge. Alan originally did not absorb the divine power very fast. If it weren't for the last time those divine powers were given by the plane consciousness, it would take at least ten years or more for Alan to complete the integration.

Putting away the remaining soul spar, Allen left the laboratory.

......

Just when Allen sent a large number of biochemical mechas to collect various resources, the survivors he saved also came outside a survivor camp.

Some scavengers seem to have just returned from other rubbles. Their motorcades are filled with all kinds of scrapped electrical appliances. These people are of different ages, but most of them are young people. There are only a few old people and children. The majority of young people are also male. Many people wear some shabby protective clothing, and there are many scars on their exposed bodies. After seeing Quinn and others, this group of people stopped the convoy directly, and then looked at Quinn and others vigilantly, and their eyes were aimed at the biomechanical mech team from time to time. In their eyes, these biochemical people, who are generally 2.5 meters tall and wear mechanical exoskeletons, are a little curious.

"They are scavengers who depend on the camp life. We have lost too much in this disaster. Now we can only rely on the excavation of the ruins of the old era to obtain supplies." Quinn directly explained, and then led these biochemical people to continue to Go to the camp.

Soon everyone came to the campsite. The campsite called Flamingo looked like a huge garbage dump. There were a lot of garbage piled up around the campsite, such as plastic products, rusty steel, and all kinds of garbage everywhere. Stacked, there are obviously a few dead bodies on some garbage dumps, and there are dark green liquids in some places, and a rancid smell comes from there.

The camp is very simple. The fence is made of rusty metal plates. There will be a crooked tower at intervals. At the gate of the camp, a few strong men in protective clothing are holding firearms and looking at the gate vigilantly. It seems that if there is a problem, it will be shot immediately~www.novelmt.com~ The gate is made of reinforced concrete, and there is a layer of steel plate on it. Although it looks mottled and worn, it is not beautiful at all, but the defense is very high. This era It's important to live.

"Hi! Quinn, you guys are finally back, how are you gaining this time!" The white man guarding the gate greeted Quinn.

"Don't mention Bob, this trip is terribly unlucky. I almost died in it. If it weren't for those brothers, I might have become a meal for the zombies!" Quinn took out a low-quality cigar and threw it to Bob. Click on one and take a sip.

"Are those people?" Bob lit his cigar and asked the biowarriors not far away with his eyes.

"It's these people, right, they are outsiders, they saved our lives, you register their identity information, and then we are going to go in. Slot, this time I lost a lot of money, I didn't get any benefits, and killed me. A few brothers, I must find a girl to relax after I go back!" Quinn said cursingly.

"Identity information is easy to say, I will register it for you." Bob looked at the small group of biochemical fighters, then spit out a burst of smoke, took out an old computer and started to operate.