Ethan's two tentacles were wrapped around the king crab, which was waving its claws and waving its claws. He had no time to throw it away. He saw him riding a bicycle to cut open the octopus's head, holding the crab and running to see the trace of sword energy. He seemed to be more excited than him: "Achu is indeed very talented. This sword can be compared to the realm of the real Jindan period!"
No... He is not the kind of person who can make a breakthrough in the middle of a battle. He is probably just regarded as a savior, bearing the sincere prayers of too many people.
Ellian fell to the ground with his hand on the handlebars, and opened his right hand. In his palm floated a huge Victoria amazonica flower, whose petals were about to change from red with white to white with red. He didn't know whether to be happy or sad.
"The sword just now was not just my strength. I felt the power of faith flowing into my body... It was not pure, but it was really strong at that moment. Brother Yue, didn't you say that the power of faith is not good? Will my soul be sliced? But if I also close myself like you, when will this lotus seed mature..."
Ethan rolled up a tentacle, touched his forehead with the smooth back of his wrist, and comforted him: "It's okay, these people have shallow faith, and the power they gather will soon dissipate. As long as you tell them not to pray again, it won't affect you too much. We have cleared quite a few places, so why don't you go back and rest first, and tell them not to pray to you anymore."
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