Chapter 316 Kurapika's Choice
Liangu, as long as you know something about the mythical God of Thunder, you can recognize it at a glance.
Although the drums made by Moreau were nondescript, Jin, who was knowledgeable, recognized them at a glance.
Use more than ten continuous drums as carriers of divine words, and then record chants that tend to be of an operational nature into them.
It can only be said that Moro is so good at imitating the attack method of Baishi Guanyin through "activation" and "control".
This was Jin's only feeling after seeing the video.
Him He has seen Nitro's Hundred-Style Guanyin, and the Lianyin God Character created by Moreau is indeed somewhat similar to the Hundred-Style Guanyin in terms of its release and attack forms.
This is obviously what Moreau deliberately imitated.
Jin saw this and had to lament that Moreau was so creative. No wonder he could develop the ability of starlight condensation.
"It seems that Moreau is going to learn it to the end——"
In the forest, Jin was sitting on the trunk of a big tree, looking down at the screen of his mobile phone.
Even if he couldn't see the specific situation on Moreau's side.
But Jin was sure that Moreau was definitely in high spirits at this meeting,
Because he also walked through it this way.
In the boring practice with almost no end in sight, I finally crossed the threshold with difficulty, and then I truly realized the fun of divine characters.
Jin still remembers that feeling very clearly.
“Be able to consciously develop the creativity of divine words, Moreau. Sooner or later, you will be fascinated by the "unknown" - I will be waiting for you in front. 》
Jin's mouth curled up slightly, and he pressed the keys on his phone to exit the information interface.
Hence, the information related to "Dark Drift Bottle" flashed through my mind.
His eyes were lowered, looking thoughtful.
If there is a way to "smuggle", then a drift bottle may be one of them.
This thing, Bi Jing, can directly send the existence of the Dark Continent to the six continents.
If we can team up with Moreau to study this kind of drift bottle, no matter whether it will be used in the future, Haolie can stay as a backup plan.
At this moment, there was a drunk monkey next to him, holding a sun-dried bowl-shaped fruit shell in his hand, which contained fruity wine. He brought the wine to Jin's face, and opened the wine bottle.
Jin was thinking about something and casually pushed away the fruit wine that the monkey stretched out.
The monkey was stunned for a moment, then his eyes widened, and he said angrily: "Squeak, hey!"
Don't give face?
Jin gave it a warning look and said with an eyebrow, "Ouch!"
Hunter to take you down again.
Monkey was furious: "Squeak!"
Try it!
As soon as Jin heard the monkey's request, he suddenly reached out and grabbed the bowl of fruit wine, and immediately carried it over with one foot.
Swell.
The monkey was kicked and immediately fell off the tree trunk.
This matter is not over yet. When I come up, I'm going to kill you!'
“Hey.”
Jin didn't take it seriously at all and mocked the monkey out loud.
The monkeys in this forest always use their fists to make decisions. If this monkey comes up again, he will give him another kick, so that he can be honest.
Whale Island.
Morrow would have never imagined that Jin, who is now an expert, can actually use monkey language to hang out with a group of monkeys.
He looked at the message from the blonde, smiled, and put away his phone.
"The word "divine" is quite interesting."
Morrow tried to control the thoughts flying out of the divine word drum again.
After several attempts, the control proficiency soared at a speed visible to the naked eye.
For a moment, more than a dozen thoughts formed a complex afterimage in front of him.
But under Moreau's fine control, they will not collide.
The reason why he was able to do this in such a short period of time is precisely because Moreau has accumulated enough experience on the road of spiritual practice.
As long as it involves the release system and the operation system, he can basically adapt quickly and become proficient.
Morrow played for a while, but finally got tired of it, so he threw the divine word drum aside and continued to practice other example illustrations of divine characters in the divine word book.
Moro practiced until the sun went down, and Morrow let out a sigh of exhaustion.
From morning to night, the mental burden is greater than the physical exertion.
"Once you memorize the basic modules, your progress will become faster."
Moreau put away the book of divine characters and thought silently in his heart: "When all the divine characters are familiar by heart, I can try to improve it. Then..."
Looking down at the messy divine characters on the beach, Moreau's eyes flashed.
Jin can use the divine word to create a super-sized island of greed, but what he thought of was to combine the "divine word" and the "secret realm".
For example, using the effects of various divine words to add various abilities in the secret realm.
In the end, as long as the divine word can be used to solve the "teleportation" problem, then
The secret realm will become an interesting copy in a sense.
At that time, as the dungeon controller, it would be very interesting if he could forcibly teleport the "target" into the secret realm.
But he is at best a beginner now, and it is still too far to think about this.
"Let's eat."
Morrow no longer thought about it and headed towards Mitte's tavern.
When he came to the village road, Xiaojie and Qi happened to be back from the forest.
Three people met on the village road.
"Morrow!"
Jibic saw Moreau first, and immediately waved and shouted.
Both of them had seen Moreau's face-changing disguise before in testing.
In addition, I learned from Mitt last night that there was an outsider named Moreau who also mentioned eating one hundred and one roasted whole pigs.
So he was not surprised by the appearance of Moro.
Moro was naturally not surprised when he heard Xiaojie’s cry.
"Isn't Curt here?"
Seeing that Qi was the only one beside Xiaojie, the possibility that Moreau could think of was that Sheba made the same choice as in the original work and agreed to let Qi be free.
But before agreeing, I probably made an agreement with Qi that "you can't betray your friends."
Because Xiba was determined to betray his friends in the end and go home obediently.
His confidence stems from the thought needle in Qi's head.
Instead of letting Kurt continue to run out with Qi, it was probably because he did not want to give Qi help.
But there may be other reasons.
What Moro is more concerned about is how the enemy will react to Ilmi's loss of contact when he knows that the "Thinking Needle Effect" is still there -
Anyway, unless the enemy uses the "wishing machine" to investigate the truth, he will never be found.
Morrow suppressed these thoughts and walked towards Little Jackie.
He did not take the initiative to ask about Curt, and went back to the tavern with Little Jackie.
The moment he walked into the tavern, he noticed the strange look from Mitt.
European continent.
In a top-notch mansion.
On the splendid corridor, there were several well-dressed men and women standing with anxious expressions on their faces.
They all looked at the closed door, anxiously waiting for the news.
This time.
On the big bed in the room, an old man with a withered face and weak breathing was lying.
The bedside is filled with various medical instruments.
Kurapika stood beside the bed with a calm expression. A soul-chasing chain hung from his raised right hand.
He is preparing to use the healing chain ability on the terminally ill old man.
This is exactly the path he chose.