Hell was cold and lonely, and there were very few things that Hila could remember.
However, on that day when the blood rain fell, her power was sealed, and she was caught by those crazy trees. In the end, she was carried back to his cabin by Midsummer Night.
Every time she thought about this, she would feel a little complicated.
In her ignorance, there was a bit of confusion. She clenched her teeth and wanted to eat Midsummer Night raw.
However, in the loneliness, there was also some nostalgia.
After a year, she thought that she would never see him again. Who would have thought that she would see him again?
However, the news he brought was not good.
"Don't come next time, or I will definitely kill you!!!"
In anger, she slashed down with her sword, and as the sword light rippled, the entire Hell trembled again!
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"I almost died!"
In a flash, Midsummer Night appeared on Earth, wiping the sweat on his forehead. "How does this woman still have such terrifying power?"
The combat power that Hila burst out in that instant made him a little shocked. If the other party had the intention to kill, he might really have died in Hell.
"No, I have to let Dumbo come out next time."
Midsummer Night thought so, but he shook his head. "No, that counts as two against one. This woman is so crazy, if I use Dumbo's power to suppress her, she might not be convinced.
I can only rely on my own power … "
Saying that, he flipped his hand and took out six rings.
Since he had captured Master Man alive, these ten rings were the spoils of war.
Previously, he had decomposed four, and he had obtained the Light of Darkness, the Light of Flame, the Light of Gravity, and the Light of Ice.
With a thought, he continued to decompose!
Everything he had was based on the Decomposing Machine, and after this upgrade, he had not tried to use it to decompose things.
Decomposing required time, especially for this kind of special item. Every time he decomposed something, it would take nearly half an hour.
Taking advantage of this time, he looked around, but he did not know where he was.
The surroundings were barren, and it seemed like he was in a desert.
After drawing a teleportation array on the ground, the next second, Midsummer Night had already arrived at the Caspian Barracks.
He needed a quiet place to slowly decompose.
After this upgrade, the speed of decomposition had obviously increased. Ten minutes later, the ring was successfully decomposed.
What he obtained was the light of lightning!
"So I can take a hammer and pretend to be Saul?"
Midsummer Night felt pretty good, so he continued to break it down.
Fifty minutes later, all the rings had been decomposed. They had respectively obtained the Light of Transformation, Light of Flowing Wind, Light of Vibration, Light of Destruction, and Light of the Soul.
Among them, the Light of Transformation was more interesting. It could transform matter, similar to the recombination of matter.
It could easily turn a piece of ordinary air into a poisonous gas, and it could also turn a living person into stone.
He thought that with this thing, he could make whoever he didn't like be a rock for three years, or a rabbit for three years … If one day he remembered, he could change him back. Otherwise, he could keep him in that state forever.
The Light of Flowing Wind, on the other hand, controlled the wind. It could be used on the user, or it could be used outside the user's body to form a whirlpool!
However, Midsummer Night felt that if he used the Light of Flowing Wind and increased his speed, his speed might break through to an extremely terrifying level.
The Light of Destruction, on the other hand, emitted a destructive ray. What made him rejoice was that the Light of Destruction didn't seem to need to take a strange pose like Ultraman.
The Light of Vibration, on the other hand, could produce a huge tremor out of thin air. Midsummer Night pondered that if he was knocked down and the opponent wanted to finish him off, this sudden attack should be effective in allowing him to stand up again.
Finally, there was the Light of the Soul!
He had read a book in the past that seemed to have the concept of the Light of the Soul, but the description was too mysterious.
The Light of the Soul he had obtained could affect the opponent's mind and create illusions, hypnotizing them to a certain extent, making them listen to his orders.
"It's a bit like mind control …"
Midsummer Night thought of his useless ability that he hadn't used for a long time. If he hadn't met that unlucky fool, he reckoned that this ability would have been left on the shelf.
At this point, Lord Man's ten rings had been completely broken down by him.
However, he had a feeling that these ten rings weren't completely broken down. Many of their functions were just representative abilities, and not all of them had been extracted.
"This might be related to the grade of the disassembler …"
Without any reference, Midsummer Night could only throw the blame on the disassembler.
As he digested the different abilities and different ways to use them, Midsummer Night suddenly frowned, "It seems like … the colourless energy isn't enough."
Previously, he had obtained Odin's divine force, causing the number of large stars in his body to double. Breaking through a thousand was just around the corner.
However, there were too many methods now, and they were all messy. If he wasn't careful, he could easily exceed the limit.
"This won't do. I have to think of something."
Midsummer Night pondered. If he could make the number of large stars in his body break through a thousand, perhaps there would be a qualitative change.
However, ordinary weapons didn't mean much to him anymore, and extraordinary weapons weren't something that could be obtained on Earth.
This made Midsummer Night a little annoyed.
Finally, he pondered for a while. He had mastered pistols, rifles, and submachine guns to a very high level, but sniper rifles were only at the beginner level, and weapons like rocket launchers were a blank slate.
"Although it's better than nothing, it can be considered as an additional means."
Thinking of this, Midsummer Night called Tonny.
If he wanted to get weapons, he definitely had to find an arms dealer.
However, his request was a bit strange. He wanted a sniper rifle and rocket launcher, and they must have been through war. It didn't matter if they were damaged, as long as the main functions were still there.
Tonny felt that Midsummer Night was sick.
Last time he asked for an old car, and this time he asked for an old gun. What's wrong with him?
Like second-hand?
If it was someone else, Tonny would have scolded, but this was Midsummer Night's call, so Tonny could only agree.
Moreover, Tonny was very fast. In the time it took to make a few phone calls, he had already gotten a batch of retired sniper rifles and rocket launchers for Midsummer Night.
In the name of reforging, it was to be reforged.