Chapter 290: 121. River of the Mind

“Boom-”

The third layer of the Demon Rat Nest is attacked by Evil Blast.

“Swoosh, swoosh, swoosh…” Great amounts of mud, flesh, and bone fragments slid down from the ceiling.

Before the aberrations could rush into the hollow, all of them were overturned by the explosive blast, falling to the ground of the 14th underground layer.

[System Message: ]

[You consumed 50 points of Soul Strength and 500 points of energy to cast

‘Evil Blast’ x25, igniting 25 level 2 mutant corpses.]

[You successfully killed 10 Alchemy Slaves and three First Order Black Bone Hermits.]

[You inflicted fatal damage on “Third Order Black Bone Hermit – Young

Raven”, but your opponent did not die.]

[Passive Deconstruction Activation!]

[Since you have already unlocked the standard panel for “Alchemy Slaves” and “First Order Black Bone Hermit” , this passive deconstruction did not obtain an energy points reward.]

[The deconstruction result is as follows:]

Personalized panel information and important recent memories of three First Order Black Bone Warlocks.]

Personalized panel information and important recent memories of ten Alchemy Slaves.]

important recent memories of the Young Raven. Your degree of deconstruction for

that the Third Order

raised his

of the

buff effect

of the Ancient

been granted the protection of

fatal damage, this passive

the next 5 seconds, he will not receive any damage and will enter

an ethereal being, immune to kinetic damage, and can fly

his mind, he

crow was entirely cloaked in pitch-black feathers that did not reflect any

like a hook, forming a half-arc

had a larger size than a normal human, and when its black wings spread out, they blocked the entire walkway with over

fury erupted from its

must be the bastard

had received the protection of the ancient crow spirit, had a

visual effect of the crow

he could flv freelv through the aberrations without

or damage.

two wings, crossing them in front of him, then suddenly spread them wide,

like venomous snakes, sharp arrows, and countless wicked daggers aimed straight

forward, reaching Noland in less

Form: Death Incarnation!

“Crackle!”

black lightning bolts shot out of Noland’s body, and for an instant, he transformed into a silent, dark

meter thick appeared out of thin air in

as weak as

furrowed his brow slightly. This was the second time he had heard such words, and he felt

turned pale

firing a dense mass

“Crackle! Crackle! Crackle!”

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