Chapter 3449 (1/2)

When Bobo and his cloak sneaked back from the sewer to the center of the ruins of the water building, what he saw was that the death knell was playing a ball throwing game with several heads. Some headless bodies were fragmented, some were turned into meat mud or ashes, which were densely distributed around the position where the one eyed man stood.

”Alas, don't let me do such bloody things in the future. I can't stand that stimulation.” With this, the orangutan handed the head carried in his fur claws to the death knell: ”here, I have the head of the locomotive.”

It sounds like a tongue twister joke, the head of the locomotive, but only Su Ming can laugh when he sees the boy's face full of surprise and pain.

”You, what can I say?” The death knell asked the hangsha to take over all his heads. He himself raised his hand, grabbed his cloak, put it back on his shoulder, and took out a handful of infinite gemstones from his pocket to eat it: ”it's right to kill the locomotive, but why is it so bloody? It can't be seen that Bobo's heart is kind.”

This infinite gem? From the time management bureau, they have several warehouses with tens of thousands of square meters, which are full of such things.

They are all real goods, containing various energy corresponding to the color, but they can't be used at 40K on the earth. I don't know which parallel world, which timeline and which Kang collected them.

Anyway, Marvel's diversity now leaves only 40K of the earth and seven subordinate parallel worlds. These infinite gemstones have no foundation, so they are all scrapped.

We might as well eat and play for the cloak.

The cloak caught the jewel, wrapped it up and began to eat it. It also took a corner and wrote in the palm of the supreme mage's hand.

Said the locomotive was killed by itself.

”Why can't I see this? That's your good cloak. You've gone too far.” The orangutan was used to the strange aura of the death knell. He looked at the scene of hanging a superman's head on each tentacle and slightly turned his face: ”obviously, it has some ways to kill the poor man, but it has to play. What kind of master it really is has what kind of pet.”

Hearing what the orangutan said, the hanged crescent turned his eyes to him and bared his teeth.

Because strictly speaking, the cloak is a conscious magic relic. It belongs to the category of items and props, which is similar to the self-conscious God killer.

Only by itself, the symbiont strangled, as a creature, can it be regarded as a pet.

This orangutan is really dark. He must be going to blur the concept of pet first, and then secretly count himself in, so as to get close to the host and compete for favor?

”It's useless. Hanging me is a symbiosis of the death knell. I've seen through it for a long time!”

In a short moment, the detective had a plan for hanging. He decided when to buy a cloak and let it help catch a large group of female chimpanzees and send them to Bobo's tavern, so that the dark hairy monkey could no longer worry about his host

”Hmm? Did you play games with the locomotive?” Su Ming was not surprised, because after following himself, the cloak rarely had the opportunity to act independently, let alone fight alone.

It's rare to have a chance to play games with a must kill object. What's the matter?

So he was more interested in what the good cloak played.

The cloak digested the precious stones, shook its collar, dropped some pale residue, and quickly wrote lines in the ashes of Superman on the ground.

Because its speed is much faster than the locomotive, it only needs to cover each other's head and break each other's neck.

But it felt that it was not dark enough without the style of the supreme mage.