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I can return to the age of mysterious

Collecting legendary antiques, retracing the mysterious martial arts. From the moment he activated his cheat, Casio knew that he was no longer ordinary. [Legendary Antiques: Wind Elephant Ivory Pendant] Seventy years ago, in the North Flow Country of the Hong Li Federation, at the Wind Elephant Gate Youth Training Camp. "Li Wei, you are a coward! On the day your sister was brutally murdered, you were trembling in a corner! On the night of the Sect Destruction War, you disgracefully fled! During the many long years of revenge, you missed the opportunity again and again! "Now let me teach you what bravery is, let me tell you how to turn suffering into your power. I hope at the moment you behead your enemy, you will remember: you are a man, an upright man!" The taboo era, hidden legends. A Foggy continent paralyzed by the sealed land. Countless brilliant antiquities wail in the ruins. I will witness your lost legends in the mist, the knights in the sky, the ghosts in the desert, the rats in the mud. The direction of sword fights points to the light, and flowers will grow where bullets fall. The winds of history will eventually sweep away the rubbish from the era's gravesite.

Gray tombstone · 玄幻
分數不夠
1147 Chs

445 Ultimate Flesh Fighter Level (4000)_2

It was a threshold, the flesh was about to welcome a new evolution.

Boom...

Casio's ears buzzed as though struck by a hammer. His entire body rapidly expanded, instantly mutating from a normal human form to a fearsome demon idol state. In the corner of the secret room, a dark, colossal iron tower was squeezed, occupying nearly one-quarter of the area.

Every breath from his nostrils was more turbulent than the blasts of an elephant.

Crack, crack, crack...

His whole skeleton shook thunderously as if an inexplicable force descended from the void, compressing every inch of osseous material and flesh. At the moment when his progress in the magic puppet secret art reached eighty percent, Casio experienced indescribable pain. It was as if thousands of hammers were striking, intent on smashing every muscle, vessel, and bone to smithereens, and then forging them into something even tougher.