Chapter 312: Muzi's Paradise of Reincarnation

After a round of toasting, the atmosphere became solidified invisibly. Lord Wazina knew that it was time for him to speak. He took a deep breath, stood up, and then knelt down on one knee, "Second Prince, the Empire Your decision is needed most now, and only you can bring us true justice and dignity."

Immediately, everyone in the room bowed down to the middle-aged man.

The middle-aged man smiled, "You guys, I'm afraid I can't bear such a heavy responsibility. You should talk to your father and my elder brother about these things."

"No no! Although the king is wise, he is too obsessed with the Federation. Only the second prince, you are the leader who is really close to the people and understands the people's opinions."

Lord Wazina did not accept the eldest prince's stubble at all, showing his only loyalty.

The middle-aged man smiled lightly, and a sharp flash of light flashed in his black and white eyes, "Then you should make good use of this incident, and put eye drops on my groveling elder brother, the pillar of the younger generation of the Potter family, hehe."

Morden was killing like crazy. The radiation drugs had lost their effectiveness. He already felt the high dose of radiation had started to affect his body. I can still fight!

He no longer knew how many people he had killed. The harsh environment and these completely desperate lunatics made him feel a little regretful, not because he was afraid of death, but because he ignored the pattern of Tutankhamun's empire, damn it.

Suddenly, Moulden's eyes were blank, and he discovered to his astonishment that all the enemies who rushed down had been wiped out by him.

Did you win?

Morden gulped down a few more pills, and at this time he couldn't care about the side effects.

It was the sound of rushing and dense flow of sand, which can only be heard when a large number of people run on the sand dunes. The silent and scorching air became more anxious because of this sound.

The exhausted Morden raised his head, feeling hopeless for the first time.

As the best disciple of the Potter family, Morden will maintain his ambition in any environment and under any circumstances. Only by not giving up can he have a chance!

However, the current situation...

Why can I be optimistic? ? ?

At least two hundred lunatics and psychopaths are killing him. These guys are monsters that can eat even their own kind, monsters that are more cruel and crazy than mutant beasts!

Morden's face was livid, and he looked around. Is the sand of death his final burial place? By the way, he is one of the best disciples of the Potter family. If he dies here, how will the Potter family react?

The feeling of conspiracy is getting heavier and heavier. As long as he is dead, even if the Potter family knows that there is a problem, they will have to get in. The best disciple is dead, and the family that cannot take any revenge is a kind of cowardice , once the family loses its awe-inspiring tallness, some allies may turn around and become dangerous enemies who will trip you up!

Is this someone trying to attack the Potter family?

This is what Morden, who thinks he is smart, cannot tolerate the most. Unknowingly, he has become a pawn to pry the family.

The final battle is about to start!

At this moment, a figure suddenly appeared in the center of the battlefield, slowly walking his way step by step, with a shiny bald head and a coffin on his back, attracting everyone's attention like a whirlpool. That kind of attraction is like a boy whose hormones are about to explode when he sees a stunning beauty. It is not only a temptation, but also arouses hunger and thirst.

"Ah!" Morden was taken aback, and recognized the shiny bald boy.

The main reason is that his head is really too bright...too special.

At the same time, those crazy radiation men also stopped suddenly, Muzi looked at Morden who was covered with scars in surprise, and finally cast his eyes on those radiation men who were no longer human.

"I'm just passing by..."

Muzi looked apologetic, and suddenly, the yellow sand seemed to have life, and countless sand hands emerged, dragging all the radiation people into the yellow sand, and it didn't take long for the desert to return to its original appearance , as if it had always been that way.

Then there is no more.

When Morden woke up, it was already night. When he opened his eyes, the surrounding was so quiet that even the wind from the desert of death disappeared.

He almost thought he was no longer in the Desert of Death.

But, he was lying on the sand.

"You're awake. I'm leaving."

A faint voice sounded, but Muzi remained expressionless.

"Wait."

Moulden stood up suddenly, and the wound left by the previous battle immediately felt severe pain, which made him almost fall down again. In the moonlight, he saw the bald head, which was so shiny that it reflected the moonlight.

Muzi stopped in his tracks and looked at him indifferently.

There were countless words in Morden's heart, but under such gaze, he couldn't utter a single word, he just said "Thank you."

"No, you helped me last time."

last time? Morden was stunned, did he help Muzi last time? At that level, he was just meddling in his own business.

"Wait a minute, are you... are you really passing by? Can we meet again?"

Muzi glanced at Moulden apologetically, then nodded, "The thing I want is buried right here, and I've already taken it out, it's best not to meet again, your life is not hard enough, so you can't get too close to me .”

Morden didn't know whether to laugh or cry, and a slight movement caused a severe cough.

Since he was a child, he has never lost a game of poker!

Muzi paused, and said, "By the way, you'd better leave the Death Desert as soon as possible. Your life will be consumed here."

"how about you?"

Muzi just smiled, where the most deaths are, that's his destination, but the federal people seem to be really good, long-winded is long-winded, but they are not bad.

"This is my paradise."

Morden looked at Muzi's disappearing back, his own life was not considered hard, could it be that he met someone whose life was even harder?

Tianjing Academy, Wang Zhong and Barron are conducting one-on-one special training. For any team, reloading is very important. Maybe it will never be the most showy one, but defense is the foundation of survival, and Tianjing How far the team can go depends on how long Barron can last. This is why Wang Zhong has been accompanying Barron in the confrontation.

Baron roared loudly, the soul power in his body was suddenly released like a compressed spring, and explosive power poured into his body like a tsunami, savagely crashing!

bang~~~~~~~~~~

There was a violent impact sound, but this is not the end, the savage collision, the second paragraph!

Barron's breath sank suddenly, he had already felt the force of the counter-shock from the heavy cushion, his legs sank, the counter-shock force immediately became his motivation, and the second ferocious force struck again.

There was a muffled sound on the ground, and it was under tremendous force. After this period of training, Barron has already mastered explosive skills. If it is hard work, I am afraid no one can compare with Baren. Training long enough during the day, even at night Dreaming that the body is doing repetitive movements.

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