Old Ancestor, He Was a Wolf Fire

After a series of things from the oldest hammer, chainsaw, plasma cannon, molecular decomposition laser, etc. were arranged, the surface of Gu Qianjun and Reinhardt was calm, but they were actually dumbfounded.

Worthy of being a Frankenstein, really can think of anything.

Then Salem performed in front of the two of them what is called a broken boulder in the chest (not)...

At first Salem was very careful to beat the silver sand stone there, and then became a bit cruel, until finally Salem put on the cannon he used for the first time and aimed it at the intact silver sand. When Shi, there was no fluctuation in his heart.

There is no fluctuation in my heart, and I even want to have a scene of crying in the wind. What kind of devil ore is this, there is no special damage at all, what a shit.

Salem, who exploded countless swear words in his heart, looked at the silver sandstone that was still intact under his cannon, and couldn't help but silently hugged himself in his heart.

Hugging the chubby self in distress, it's too cruel. This is the devil, it's toxic.

Before Salem could finish his heartache, he recovered from the sudden heat rise in the room, and the indoor alarm kept turning on the warning light.

The noisy voice reminded that the temperature in Salem's room had reached an incredible level.

You should know that this is the latest alarm technology of the Empire. Generally, the temperature can't make it so crazy.

Gu Qianjun, who had seen enough of Salem's jokes, summoned his own destiny directly in his hand. Although the power was suppressed a lot, the sun's spirit was not as arrogant as before, but it is still unbearable for humans in this world. It hurts.

Haven't started to think carefully about the metaphysical problem of flames on Gu Qianjun's fingers, the gold-red flames wrapped the silver sandstone inside.

The silver sandstone, which was originally firm under Salem's frenzied methods, touched the flames between Gu Qianjun, like a mouse touching a cat, the hard rock turned into fine silver sand at a speed visible to the naked eye.

The silver sandstone that was refined into fine sand did not fall freely, but as if it was being held back by something, like a shining galaxy slowly drew an elegant arc in the mid-air and entered the glass bottle in Gu Qianjun's hand.

A piece of silver sandstone the size of an adult's palm after refining only weighs a small handful, which is less than a quarter of the glass bottle. But under Gu Qianjun's slow shaking, it reflected the intoxicating brilliance.

At this time, it was completely too late to think about how Gu Qianjun had a flame out of thin air. Salem's mouth rushed towards Gu Qianjun...the bottle in his hand.

Almost obsessively, he put his face on the bottle in Gu Qianjun's hand, this time it was true that there was nothing but the fine silver sand in his eyes.

After picking up Gu Qianjun and passing the bottle in his hand to Salem, Reinhardt left Salem's studio blankly.

"Tsk tusk, the ore that has never been seen before, the flames that appear out of thin air that are so hot as to be scary, and the mental power control that few people can do. It seems that the marshal has brought back an incredible character. Empire's The sky is going to change."

After Reinhardt left, Salem sighed with a serious face looking at the two people who had disappeared.

But after the corner of his eyes touched the bottle of brilliance flowing through the silver sand, Salem, who was still a bit of a worldly superior posture, suddenly only had a face full of flowers. Idiotic.