Chapter 082: Join Forces to Fight the Enemy!

Am I a little heavy?

You are a bit useless!

The Beast with a Thousand Maws is really hard to comment on Nara Sorkin's ability. This guy's previous appearance directly paused all the bullets on the screen.

As a result, he can't even do something as simple as lifting him up. It's really hard to judge.

In this regard, Naira Sorkin was also helpless, because the weight he could push was actually related to the limit weight his will could bear.

In other words, it is mental power.

Naira Sorkin has tried many methods to improve her mental strength.

For example, enduring torture, meditating under a waterfall, or meditating under the stars, he tried them all.

The first two methods are somewhat useful, but meditating under the stars really has no effect at all.

And even if the first two are useful, the effect is minimal.

Until now, Naira Sorkin has not found a way to quickly improve his mental power.

If he just uses torture and training under waterfalls to improve, even if it takes another fifty years, his mental power will only be able to barely double.

At present, Naira Sorkin can only place his hope on 'that existence'.

The powers they receive are all flawed, and only that being can evolve their abilities to perfection.

But how to get that adult to look at this is still a mystery.

Seeing the attacks of the Thousand-Maw Beast being dodged by the angels one after another, Naira Sorkin began to subconsciously move back.

At the same time, two old men came up from behind and held his shoulders.

"Don't worry, we're still here."

One of the old men was holding a flesh-and-blood sword. He looked at the angel and touched his beard, "It would be much easier if I could rub the bow out."

"Boy, I'll give him a try. You can just stand aside first."

With that said, the swordsmith directly joined the battlefield, waving the flesh-and-blood sword in his hand!

The sword split into countless pieces and began to lengthen, with flesh and blood connecting them, like a chain-toothed sword.

The flesh-and-blood chain sword was thrown towards the angel, who dodged the sweep.

"Um?"

Here comes another one.

The angel looked at the two old men over there, one of whom he had seen before.

The old man seemed to have some kind of spatial ability that could pull people into a space with unique rules.

Mo didn't pursue him last time out of uncertainty about the opponent's ability, but this time there was another old man.

The sword held by the old man was very strange. It seemed to be made of the flesh, blood and bones of living creatures, and the meridians of the human body could be seen on it.

There is also a squirming eyeball on the hilt, which is very strange.

Add in this red dog-shaped creature of unknown significance, who are these people?

"who are you?"

The four Nara Sorkin did not answer, and the swordsmith continued to swing the flesh and blood sword.

At the same time, his other hand suddenly threw out a dagger.

"Swallow the thief, go!"

Whoosh!

The dagger stabbed out quietly and very fast. It spun around in the air and then suddenly attacked Xiang Mo's back!

Whoosh!

Mo turned his head suddenly, and the dagger passed directly across his face.

"This is?"

Before Mo could get confused, the dagger suddenly turned around and pierced his face again!

At the same time, the swordsmith jumped up and swung his sword as if to cut him in half!

The angel's wings came out at this moment, directly turning into a barrier to block the attack of the big sword, and Mo himself stretched out his hand to grab the flexible small sword.

"Interesting, tell me where these things came from and what are your abilities?"

After landing, the swordsmith slammed his foot on the ground, "Rulong, go!"

As soon as he finished speaking, the ground beneath the swordsmith's feet suddenly cracked, and a forked soft sword with a twisted shape like a dragon emerged from the ground.

After seeing the effects of the first two swords again, Mo immediately distanced himself from them and started thinking quickly.

These swords of his have different effects. The sword in his hand can be split and extended. It is quite powerful, but it is a pity that it cannot hurt Mo.

The small sword is small, silent, and can attack by itself without anyone using it.

However, the power of the small sword should be the smallest, and Mo can catch it with one hand.

So what is the ability of this sword?

Just when Mo was confused, Rulong flipped around and smashed the blade, turning into a snake-like creature that opened its mouth and ejected!

Rulong was very fast, and Mo used his wings to flick the sword away, but Rulong bit his wing and refused to let go!

"Naira Sorkin!"

Hearing the swordsmith's call, Naira Sorkin's body instantly flashed with purple light!

At the same time, Rulong seemed to be pulled by some huge force, and his own weight began to increase!

It's like there are a lot of people dragging Yakuza!

And Rulong bit the angel tightly, as if he wanted to pull the angel to the ground!

Pulled by this force, Mo's figure became unstable and fell to the ground instantly!

But as soon as he fell halfway, Mo's figure stabilized!

At the same time, the purple light on Naira Sorkin suddenly exploded, and the whole person was sent flying out!

bump!

"Naira Sorkin!"

Uncle Yi Jing took action and grabbed Naila Suojin, who was flying away, and saw blood bleeding from the corner of Naila Suojin's mouth.

"It's okay if I can't control him. I didn't expect that even the 'power' I can activate is far inferior to his."

Naira Sorkin's ability can be broken down into two parts.

The first part is weight.

There is a weight limit for the things he can control, which currently cannot exceed 500 kilograms.

And this is just the threshold of control. To push an object, he needs to transmit a force to the target, which has nothing to do with the upper limit of the weight he can control.

In other words, control gives you an opportunity to touch an object in the air.

But whether you can push it depends on your own strength.

The maximum force that Narasokin can exert is currently the highest that can hit and stop a bullet, which is about the same as the firing force of a bullet.

Narasokin can fly in the sky because he constantly exerts force on himself.

He exerts force on himself from below, collapses himself into the sky, and exerts force from all directions, launching himself like a bullet. This is the secret of his flight.

But this is not controlling gravity.

This is controlling and force.

Narasokin thinks that this should be caused by his incomplete ability.

If it can be completed, it must be controlling gravity.

Instead of being like now, weight is the threshold, and exerting force in the air is the effect.

Narasokin spat out a mouthful of blood and phlegm, "The angel's 'power' is too strong, beyond the limit of what I can pull."

"Theoretically, among us, only Qianhou can wrestle with him."

Yijing looked at the beast of Qianhou, "But the problem is, if you can't touch it, no matter how strong the power is, it's just empty talk."

Qianhou felt this the most deeply, and he now has power but nowhere to use it.

Unless the angel can be pulled to a place with limited space...

That's right!

Narasokin suddenly turned his head and looked at Yijing, "Quick, Yijing, pull those two people into your different space at the same time!"

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