Now Su Ming is about 400 meters away from the position of Jibo and Druid on the left flank of the battlefield, and almost all the surrounding buildings and plants have been flattened by the battle, and this is a large open field.
If you want to sneak past without anyone noticing, you need to be smart.
Su Ming scratched the magic cloak next to his neck, and the thing seemed to have begun to pretend to be dead, hanging behind his head.
"Cloak, can you change color?"
The cloak of the Demon Float shook its collar to indicate no.
If the wearer is a mage, it has several matching magic spells that allow it to change color, change style, turn into a suit or robe, and it can be stretched and shortened, or even turned into a scarf.
The owner can summon it across planes through enchantments, and remotely control it across dimensions, but again, limited to mages.
The Demon Floating Cloak was picked up by the Ancient One, but it was unwilling to recognize the Ancient One as its master, and it didn't look down on any of the disciples of Kama Taj.
The Supreme Mage is too few words, and it's too boring to be with her.
Others are too poor in qualifications and strength to be worthy of the mage treasure.
The ancient one didn't force it, and kept letting it float in the glass case of the New York Temple, waiting for someone to be destined.
Until this time, an accident occurred, and the impact of dimensional collision affected the three major temples, causing it to lose its magic power for a short time, and then it was restarted by Su Ming with a Manhattan gem "I can't even change color, what do I want you to do?"
Su Ming said disgustedly, and flicked his collar with his fingers.
He planned to disguise himself as a corpse and pan across the ground, but the uniform on his body was too conspicuous to swagger past hundreds of mages was not a good idea.
So he thought of covering himself with a cloth to make himself look like a corpse under a rag, but it seems that the color-changing ability of the Demon Floating Cloak is limited to mages If the cloak has a mouth, it will definitely be complained, how many mages regard it as a treasure, but when it comes to this rough man, it actually becomes a useless thing?
You don't know how to blame me, do you??
It was very unconvinced, and decided to immediately take Su Ming to the sky for another airdrop, and send him directly to the druid.
However, Su Ming clung to the broken wall that was used as cover, and the cloak did not tear him off several times.
These magicians are different from the previous bugs, those bugs don't have long-range attack methods, and of course airdrops are no problem, but in black magic, there are a lot of elemental magic.
What lightning, ice, flames, curses, almost all of them can be thrown out without chanting spells, even if the cloak and icon armor have anti-magic power, but they can't be forced against all kinds of unknown magic, right?
But when it comes to discoloration, it seems that I have picked up something that has the ability to change color Su Ming took out the symbiote from the carrying gear on his lap, and it now looked like a square black brick, very honest.
If it weren't for the fact that it had a big mouth full of sharp teeth, Su Ming would have believed it.
He patted the cloak and let it fly to the side to play with Hollerway.
Then he held the symbiote in front of his eyes.
"Listen, I know you can understand human language, and now I need you to be a rag."
The symbiote was indeed obedient, but what it turned into was more like a piece of leather, shiny and shiny, and very small, not enough to cover Su Ming's whole body.
Su Ming knew what was going on, it needed a host, it needed energy, otherwise the gravity of the earth would weaken it over time until it died completely.
After hesitating for less than a second, Su Ming took off the icon armor on his body, and he still had an endoskeleton of X metal in his body, so he didn't need to worry about defense.
Originally, the plan was to study the symbiote issue when I was free, but now it seems that it needs to be brought forward.
But now that I've thought about it, I think it's feasible to do it, and looking ahead is not a tactical choice, but a missed opportunity.
"Come on, parasitize me."
Su Ming pressed the symbiote to his chest, and the cold touch made him have goosebumps all over his body: "First of all, I remind you that there are some holes in the human body, don't drill indiscriminately, otherwise I will roast you on the fire for a hundred years." ” I don't know if the symbiote heard it, but it quickly melted, like asphalt climbed up Su Ming's body, it stretched out countless sharp small tentacles, pierced into the spinal cord from the gap between the spine, and pierced into the nerve clusters in every muscle in the body, completely connecting its nerves with Su Ming.
The process was very painful, and although Su Ming had a strong endurance and didn't say a word, sweat still flowed from his head.
But soon the feeling of foreign bodies disappeared, and he and the symbiosis seemed to be integrated, without any sense of burden, on the contrary, between gestures, only an amazing force was felt surging in the body.
You can feel the wind blowing through your body, you can feel the ground trembling slightly, you can smell it through your skin, and you can transform your form at will.
Don't ask, ask is strong and invincible.
There was no instrument to test his strength here, but Su Ming felt that he could destroy the world now.
If you train with Superman now, you can send him flying from Metropolis to the Arctic Fortress of Solitude with one punch.
In the next moment, however, he calmed down through reason and calculation, and he realized that he was under the influence of the symbiote.
His current strength will not exceed 100 tons, the symbiote has just been parasitic, and he has not yet recovered his peak state, and now this strength is not to mention fighting Superman, even Arthur, the king of the sea, is higher than himself.
It gives people a feeling of inflated confidence and arrogance.
Su Ming frowned and patted his chest, he was fighting the symbiote, but it looked more like beating himself.
"I know I may be your strongest host, but there is a sky outside the sky, put away your crazy thoughts."
In the next moment, sure enough, those exaggerated thoughts disappeared before, and the symbiote was honest for the time being.
Su Ming breathed a sigh of relief, fortunately, it can be controlled, this symbiote has not passed through too many hosts, his thoughts are relatively simple, and he can suppress some sporadic impulses and emotions.
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The symbiote was affected more than expected, and if it was the venom contaminated by Deadpool, he would have gone crazy.
But there is also the problem that the symbiote will tap into the host's inner thoughts, amplifying the dark side or bloodthirsty desires.
Many symbiote hosts will get lost in excessive killing, becoming slaves of power, puppets of symbiotes, Su Ming needs to use his killing skills more carefully, and not overindulge bloodthirsty desires.
However, at present, it seems that the advantages outweigh the disadvantages, Su Ming has obtained a deformable body, which greatly strengthens the ability to regenerate, as long as he exercises the cooperation of X metal and symbiote.
Originally, the self-healing of the symbiote was more like filling a hole for the host, where the host's body was missing, it used its own tissues to make up for it, and the host was often half-dead after the symbiosis was lifted.
And this symbiote shares the liquid self-healing ability with the host, which can be regarded as the benefit of magical transformation.
"Ahem, Deathstroke, are you okay?"
Su Ming turned his head and found that Holleway was looking at him a little wary, his mouth wide open, as if he had encountered something surprised.
Can you not be surprised, he just witnessed the process of a liquid monster devouring a living person, and it was blood and slime flying around, and he was already determined to be determined if he didn't scream.
And now the death knell, although the uniform is still black and yellow, but in addition to the one eye turning white, there is also a large mouth full of fangs, and the tongue inside is constantly swallowing like a poisonous snake.
Su Ming nodded, reached out and grabbed his tongue and stuffed it back into his mouth, and said vaguely, "It's not bad." ” "Whew, it's nothing, you're still fine."
Holleway breathed a sigh of relief, the death knell was already terrifying enough, and it was unimaginable to become a monster again.
"Don't worry, it's safest for the symbiote to follow me."
Probably "I know, but it's better to be careful."
The doctor still told him solemnly that this monster was not joking, and now the muscles of Knell's body were more than twice as large, and the whole person seemed to be made of muscles.
Su Ming smiled and patted him on the shoulder, but he didn't speak, but the smile on his face was a little terrifying.
Holleway is a kind reminder, but Knell doesn't need the affirmation of others to do things.
Immediately after his thoughts, the X-metal and the symbiote began to work together, and his neck slowly lengthened, revealing the tip of his head from behind the cover like a periscope, once again determining the situation on the battlefield.
During the time when the symbiote was parasitizing, everything was just as Su Ming expected, and the battlefield form began to tilt towards the side of the Black Mage Regiment.
Kama Taj's mages had obviously begun to pant, and many mages had also seen a backlash after casting spells, and now Su Ming had to join the battlefield as soon as possible.
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