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Power: Unknown
Agility: Unknown
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Constitution: Unknown
Current Status: Cannot be Selected
Hehe! The Dark Envoy let out a cold laugh, having completely transformed into a black water sphere, with dark power continuously gathering within.
Isn't this feeling of helplessness quite delightful?
The voice of the Ancient God echoed in Lin Han's mind, resonating like the sound of bells and drums, as if it were about to shatter his very thoughts.
At this moment, Lin Han stood on the ground, his Silver Rapier planted firmly beside him. His face was pale, yet there was a cold glint in his eyes.
Who says I can't do anything?
Lin Han sneered and pulled out a large number of Special Items from his storage space.
Fallen Demon Spirit, Old Robe, Old Hunter's Shotgun.
He spread out a multitude of items on the ground, examining each one while saying, "With so many tools in my hands, not a single one can deal with you, Demon Creature?"
As he spoke, his gaze suddenly fell upon a small vial. Within it surged a heavy magical aura, resembling a mournful eye staring back at him.
Hehe! Lin Han chuckled coldly as he grasped the Special Item in his hand, feeling something within him being slowly stirred by the Fallen Demon's aura.
Hmm? Dark Source? The Dark Envoy still retained some consciousness at this moment and suddenly dragged its bloated body across the ground a few times, its bulging eyes filled with shock as they fixed on Lin Han.
I wonder who is stronger between the False God and the Ancient God?
Lin Han sneered again, applying force to his grip until the vial shattered into pieces, releasing another wave of Black Gray energy.
Madman! You are the real madman!
The voice of the Ancient God that had filled his mind suddenly grew immensely powerful, almost bursting his head apart before dissipating in an instant.
At this moment, the power of the Fallen Demon surged forth like a starving wolf spotting its prey, pouncing towards the direction of the Dark Envoy!
Ah! Ah! The Dark Envoy, filled with strange Heishui energy, struggled to move across the ground but could not escape the aura of the Fallen Demon.
Lin Han hurriedly put away the other items, glancing at his palm with some confusion.
From his hand, filled with Blood Flame, several strands of Black Texture slowly emerged. He rolled up his sleeve to take a look, noticing that these lines had also appeared on his arm, spreading like veins.
Was it due to the influence of the Fallen Demon or the False God?
Lin Han muttered to himself. When he turned his gaze back to the Dark Envoy, he suddenly realized that the two strange masses of Hei Hui had completely dissipated.
Seeing such a bizarre scene filled him with doubt. Could it be that the Azure Abyss and the ambush on the Martial Emperor by the Chaos Temple were not connected? Or was there some relationship between these two that he was unaware of?
"Lin Brother, what's wrong? Is there a problem?" At this moment, Zhang Xianyue's voice appeared beside him.
Seeing that there were no enemies left in front of Lin Han, he had liberated that area of the battlefield once again.
"It's fine, keep fighting," Lin Han quickly replied. The current situation did not allow him to be distracted any further.
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