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Chapter seven hundred and eighty third power without good and evil(1/2)

Although Mordo is a mage, his body strength is no different from that of ordinary people without using magic. He was affected by the explosion of the rocket and his whole body was blown away and fell to the ground motionless.

Huang Shaohong hurried forward to check Modu's injury. He was having so much fun just now that he didn't think about it too much. He also didn't expect that this guy was so weak that he couldn't even use a magic shield.

Morton was brought out by him from Kama Taj. If he died, it would be very lively.

He killed a Supreme Being as soon as he came to power. After he returned, other mages would not think that he was trying to eradicate dissidents.

Fortunately, Modo was still breathing. Apart from his body being covered with shrapnel and one of his arms being blown off, his injuries were not serious!

Ahem... Of course, for Huang Shaohong, if others were not directly blown to pieces, it would not be serious in his eyes.

The emphasis is on ‘others’!

It's a pity that this grandson himself is alive, otherwise what would he do if he practiced hard skills such as invulnerability and the self-healing ability of being reborn with a drop of blood?

Huang Shaohong first sealed several acupuncture points on Modu's body, and then activated his metal power, causing the shrapnel on the opponent's body to fly out automatically.

Then he took a bottle of Xiaohong and drank it down to Modu, allowing him to recover from his injuries and hang on to his life.

But the sad thing is that Modu's arm was blown to pieces, but he couldn't put it back together.

Huang Shaohong glanced at the remaining arm after Casillas was blown to pieces, and his eyes suddenly lit up.

It’s also the left arm. I wonder if I can use this to connect it to Modo?

He also had a sudden idea, so he did it as soon as he thought of it. He immediately formed claws with his five fingers and made a weak grab at the arm, and the arm automatically flew up and fell into his hand.

When you hold this arm lightly, it feels like it only weighs a few ounces, which is not the weight that a human arm should have at all.

And after taking it, Huang Shaohong felt that there was a rich and strong dark aura on this arm.

The reason why I didn't feel it before was probably due to the long black gloves on my arms.

I don’t know what kind of material these long black gloves are made of. Not only can they withstand rocket attacks, they can also cover their eyes from the dark aura.

If he didn't hold this arm in his hand, it would be difficult to detect it with Huang Shaohong's perception.

Huang Shaohong nodded. It seemed that he had guessed correctly. This arm was definitely related to 'Casillas' new master, Dormammu.

In addition, the dark aura on this arm contains many attributes such as corrosion, curse, corruption, decay, etc. Thinking about this arm, I am afraid that this arm is the last resort of 'Casillas' to lure him closer and use it for a sneak attack.

In addition to the minced flesh and blood splattering everywhere on the ground, there were also several headless corpses that had been shot by Huang Shaohong before.

Huang Shaohong took this arm and touched one of the headless corpses with the palm of his hand. The corpse seemed to have been hit by the 'Bone Transforming Palm'. The whole body began to melt, and finally turned into a pool of blood.

Then evaporate quickly.

Huang Shaohong nodded. It seemed that the power of this arm was quite good, but if he wanted to use it against himself, Casillas might have thought too much.

He touched the palm of the arm with his hand, but nothing happened. The power of darkness contained in the dark arm could not do anything to his physique, which was comparable to the golden body of an Arhat.

Huang Shaohong looked proudly at the 'Casillas' scattered on the ground and raised the corners of his mouth slightly:

"The thing is a good thing, but the owner of the thing has no brains!"

Huang Shaohong thinks that this arm should have other functions, but the wearer needs to find out for himself. If his idea can succeed, Mo Du will definitely be a blessing in disguise this time.

At this time, Modu hadn't woken up yet. Huang Shaohong took his arm and studied Modu's broken arm, and found that the latter's broken arm was not broken at the same root, so it was difficult to install.

Huang Shaohong was really thinking about Mo Du, so he struck him on the shoulder with a knife, cutting off his remaining arm at the root.

At this pain, Mo Du let out an "ah" sound and opened his eyes suddenly. His muscles all over his body were tense, and all the blood vessels and veins on his forehead collapsed. It was so shocking.

"It won't scare you if you touch it!"

Huang Shaohong slapped Modu on the head with his hand, knocking him unconscious, and then continued to act.

He tried to align the base of Dark's arm with Modu's broken arm, and gently pressed them together.

He didn't know if his sudden idea would work, he just wanted to give it a try.

If it works, that's the best. If not, he can just go to another world to find a death row prisoner with a matching blood type and get an arm to connect to Mordo.

As it turned out, the dark arm was indeed not a mortal thing. As soon as it came into contact with the wound on Modu's broken arm, something that looked like black granulation sprouted automatically. In the blink of an eye, the arm was automatically connected to Modu.

When Modu woke up, he was still in the church. His memory was a little confused. He looked at the church bench aside and saw Huang Shaohong smoking a cigar and looking at him with a smile. He quickly stood up and asked:

"Supreme, what happened to me just now?"

As soon as he finished speaking, he felt something was different about his left arm. He quickly raised his hand to look at it, and was stunned for a moment: "This is..."

He tried it, and it was very flexible, but it didn't feel like his own arm. What frightened him even more was that he felt a strong dark aura on this arm.

Huang Shaohong solved his doubts for him: "This is Casillas's arm. I guess it is the weapon Dormammu gave him!"

Modu asked in shock: "Supreme, where is my arm? Why is it like this?"

"Well......"

Huang Shaohong hesitated for a moment, then looked regretful and blamed the blame on the spot:

"When it comes to this, I have to criticize you, Modu, you disappoint me so much!"

"As a high-level mage of Karma Taj, when I attacked Casillas with rockets, in such a dangerous situation, you didn't even open the magic shield. This kind of actual combat response ability made me feel

It’s very sad!”

"How can the actual combat capabilities of your generation of mages be so poor!"

Huang Shaohong made a heartbroken look as he spoke, which made Modu feel ashamed. He wanted to explain that he had vomited and fainted, but when he thought about it, that was also the reason for his weak body. If he were stronger, he would definitely not be beaten.

Rockets exploded.

He apologized with shame: "I let the Supreme One down!"

Huang Shaohong nodded with satisfaction. This attitude was easy to explain, and he immediately continued:

"It was precisely because you did not activate the magic shield that the explosion seriously injured you. Not only was your life in danger, but your left arm was also blown to pieces!"

"I couldn't bear to let you become disabled, so I used Casillas's left arm to help you connect it. This left arm contains great dark power. It can not only be used as an arm, but also a deadly weapon.

Weapons, please use them with caution!"

Mordo is a very arrogant character. After he entered Kama Taj, he was influenced by the Master's teachings and believed that darkness and justice are absolute opposites. In the original plot, he couldn't accept Ancient One absorbing dark energy, and his temperament changed drastically and completely darkened.

In fact, Ancient One can see the future but does not solve it. He only guides it, hoping that things will develop for the better through his guidance.

But Huang Shaohong couldn't. He took over Kama Taj in order to add strength and helpers to himself in future plane invasions, so he had to solve the hidden danger of Modu's blackening.

Huang Shaohong felt that this was an opportunity to completely solve this problem.

Sure enough, after Mordu heard that he was pressed into the dark arm given to Casillas by Dormammu, he was stunned for a long time, and then his whole body trembled. He couldn't accept it and shouted:

"How could this happen... Supreme, this is the power of darkness, how can you connect it to me?"

He turned around and looked around, looking for something excitedly. Huang Shaohong guessed that this guy was looking for a sharp weapon to cut off the dark arm.

Sure enough, Mo Du was nowhere to be found, so he stood up and hit the bench beside him with his left hand.

‘Bang’

His arm came into contact with the bench, and in the next moment, the bench turned into dust and spread out.

Huang Shaohong smiled and praised: "It is corrosion, a kind of dark power. This weapon is not bad!"

Mo Du was almost going crazy. When he saw Huang Shaohong still watching the joke, he said excitedly: "Supreme, how could this happen? Please help me find a solution!"

Huang Shaohong did not respond to his words, but asked another question: "Casillas said before that Ancient One and I absorbed the power of the dark dimension. What do you think?"

Modu's originally excited expression slowly calmed down. He was not stupid. He knew that if this matter was a lie, the Supreme Being would not mention it again, so he specifically asked for his opinion.

He asked in disbelief: "Could it be... could it be true?"

Listening to Mo Du's trembling tone, Huang Shaohong couldn't help but said with a smile: "As for that!"

Modu applied seriously and said nervously loudly: "Supreme, please answer me seriously, have you really absorbed the power of darkness?"

Huang Shaohong said frankly: "Teacher Gu Yi has indeed absorbed the power of darkness to maintain immortality. Although I have not, I do not reject it!"

"Why, why are you doing this!" Modu said excitedly:

"Kama Taj's teachings say that darkness is evil. He is what our mages have to fight for in their lives. But why does the ancient wizard want to absorb the power of darkness..."

Huang Shaohong did not answer directly, but took out an m500 from his bag.

Modu was startled and subconsciously made a defensive move: "Are you going to kill me and silence me?"

Huang Shaohong couldn't stop blowing out his cigar. What kind of brain circuit is this? No wonder he is so stupid.

He shook his head, shook the gun in his hand and asked Modu: "Do you think guns are evil or just?"

Modu didn't think twice and answered directly: "Guns can kill people and are evil!"

"Does the police represent evil or justice?"

"Justice..." Modu pondered for a moment before giving an affirmative answer.

Huang Shaohong held up the m500 and spread his hands: "Look, then the problem arises, then the police want to use pistols?"

Modu replied subconsciously: "Because we have to deal with bad guys!"

Huang Shaohong clapped his hands: "Isn't this right? With Teacher Gu Yi's soul cultivation, her soul has long been immortal, but why does she absorb the power of darkness to maintain immortality?"

After he finished speaking, he gave an explanation without using Modu to answer:
To be continued...
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