Chapter 61

"You... You devil!! where's my power!! where's my power!!! Huh..."

The masked fighter, aware of the disappearance of his powers, screamed in panic.

Yang Xi thought he was too upset, so he blocked his mouth with a shadow tentacle.

The advantage of shadow evasion is its flexibility. It can help Yang Xi cross the terrain, switch positions and avoid a lot of damage. However, it is weak in attack. It is just a simple condensation of shadow weapons. Maybe it will make up for this defect after upgrading.

Now it's enough. Just give the output to class a plasma.

He grabbed the masked fighter's face with the shadow tentacle. Yang Xi brainwashed him with the puppet control power, making him the second puppet.

But he is still a little behind the status of hot and sour powder Superman. He can only be regarded as a disposable tool man.

Yang Xi roughly read the memory of the masked fighter.

Is the life of a little gangster

The experience of drug addicted parents growing up in the slums, because they didn't go to school, even if they woke up, they couldn't become heroes.

Forced to make a living, he began to use his powers to commit crimes. At the age of 18, he was captured by the saint organization because of a drug trade. Finally, he was absorbed into the organization and became a cadre.

After many years, the picture is still very clear in the memory of the masked fighter, which shows how shocked he was at that time.

On a rainy night, the light priest took his three confidants, the deep-sea military soul, the bloodthirsty rose and the earth mage. The light priest simply used a few auxiliary skills. The small power organization subordinate to the masked fighter was destroyed by the three B-level powers like chopping melons and vegetables.

The priest of light was dressed in a white robe, with a pair of evil eyes embedded in his knife cut face. His only restorative power was used on a faceless fighter who was ravaged by the soul of the deep-sea army.

In just a few seconds, the ribs inserted into the lungs by the masked fighter were restored to their original position by the mysterious force, and the broken limbs returned to his control. He... Felt a new life and prostrated piously under the dirty clothes of the priest of light.

"This priest of light is a little interesting."

Yang Xi feels that in terms of his appearance, he can be comparable to the magic dragon.

And his ability is really terrible. The injury of the masked fighter is obviously dead. He was cured by his power in a few seconds.

"I just don't know what the limitation of this ability is."

From the memory of masked fighters, the highest record for the light priest to use this ability to recover from a dying state is five times a day.

It was an attack by the heroes Association, because the saints organization abducted and sold a high-level child of the association and kicked into the iron Saint organization. After the war, the number of powers in the organization was directly halved.

From this memory, it can be inferred that the maximum number of times the light priest can use this recovery ability every day should be five times.

Otherwise, he would not sit and watch those subordinates die in pain.

Yang Xi put the power bead of fear mask back into the masked fighter and activated it.

Then he sat on the sofa, after all, the bed... It's not very clean now.

"Go back to the base immediately. When you see the priest of light, tell me to come to you."

"Yes, master."

The masked fighter knelt respectfully on one knee in front of Yang Xi, picked up the mask with his right hand, put it on, and took out his combat suit from the wardrobe to cover his strong body.

The two forces of fear have failed, and his body has changed back to its original state.

……

Half an hour later, Yang Xi's communicator received a message from the masked fighter.

Yang Xi exhaled and unleashed the puppet control ability to descend on the masked fighter's body.

The change of horizons, the place where masked fighters are located can only be described in four words of resplendence. I'm afraid the pomp of the ancient royal family can't be more exaggerated than here.

The places where gold can be used are all covered with gold foil, and the golden sofas, tea tables, wine glasses, and even the napkins on one side are all gold.

The priest of light sitting on the throne was dressed in a white robe with golden embroidery. Two slim girls dressed in exposed clothes knelt around him, one holding a wine cup for him and the other peeling grapes for him.

Down from the priest of light, there are three smaller seats engraved with patterns. The waves are on the far left, the roses are in the middle, and the mountains are on the far right.

On the left sat a middle-aged man in a dark green military uniform, who seemed to be of Aryan origin.

The woman in the middle is a black hybrid. Except for her skin color, she has no black characteristics and a towering nose. The thin lips with pink lip gloss and the Danfeng eyes all send out fatal temptation.

This is one of the most beautiful black women Yang Xi has ever seen. Black pearls can't be used to describe her beauty.

On the far right is an old man with a white beard. He is wearing a khaki mage robe. His wrinkles are piled up, and he can't even see his eyes.

These three should be the three B-level subordinates of the light priest, deep-sea military soul, bloodthirsty rose and earth mage.

This is the conference room with the highest level of organization. The masked fighter told Yang Xi that his excuse for entering here was to discuss a group of girls with the deep-sea military soul.

This was originally the task of the masked fighter in the past two days, so the soul of the deep-sea army was not surprised. It just motioned him to wait a moment. It seems that the organization is now facing a problem, and several leaders of the saints gathered in the conference room.

Bloodthirsty rose said, "the Sealed sword of the round table company seems to be in trouble with us."

She turned back and gave Yang Xi a wink.

The masked fighter explained, "the bloodthirsty rose has something to do with me. She likes my size after transformation."

Yang Xi naturally didn't have to maintain the human design of the snake in front of her doll. She joked: "is this power of fear mask... So practical?"

The masked fighter flattered, "compared with your master's strength, my power is just teaching others."

The soul of the deep-sea army had a headache and covered her head: "the little girl seal sword is really a headache. Isn't she doing this for the first time? We didn't touch her family. Why did she stare at us?"

Bloodthirsty rose shrugged helplessly, "who calls her A-level hero with a strong sense of justice?"

The voice of the priest of light was like a spring breeze, "I have communicated with the senior management of the round table company. This time, it is estimated that it is her private action. Give her another chance. If she doesn't know how to be an enemy to our saints, then get rid of her!"

"Apart from the heroes Association, there is no second organization worthy of our saints' concessions again and again!"

The priest of light showed an evil smile on his face: "I also want to try the taste of A-level heroes, hahaha!!!"

The conference room was filled with the morbid laughter of the priest of light. Yang Xi stared at the blonde girl who appeared at several nodes of Saint trafficking on the big screen and began to calculate.

It seems that... There are new wild tool people.