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Chapter 430: Chopping with swords and axes to create magical weapons (Second update!)

Senior Nurse-Diosharp looked at the list brought by the Flight Sentinel.

The window on its forehead, which represents emotions, suddenly showed a subtle expression of contemplation...

"Another full ten battalion-level meals?"

If DioSharp had not been able to see the data of the two teams in the training camp, he would be quite skeptical now.

Over at Training Camp No. 7, are there two giant dragons from the Good God Alliance training there...

This is the third time on this natural day.

When undergoing the mechanical ascension transformation, Diosharp made choices between many of his emotions.

As for curiosity, it did not choose to split it.

According to the faction that Dioscorea believed in:
Curiosity, more than any other emotion, best expresses the will to live a vibrant life.

Therefore, Dioscorea couldn't help but feel a little curious about this.

There is no shortage of entertainment activities in this military camp where violent and virtuous fighters are dedicated to purifying evil and saving the innocent.

It's just that for people like Diosharp, they can be transformed through mechanical ascension.

For units that have gained a relatively long lifespan, these ordinary dimensional entertainments cannot relieve the boredom they have experienced over the long years.

Compared to the stimulation provided by simple entertainment.

Their unwavering will and practice for a higher ideal are their core strength in resisting those cold years.

In addition to this:
Some unexpected situations can also serve as some small adjustments...

Of course, one must not become too obsessed with tapping into this overactive emotion.

Among the disasters that have occurred, many were caused by the loss of control over such emotions.

You know, they are facing the most evil, treacherous and even indescribable dark forces in the multiverse.

Even as a tiny screw in this grand war machine, it is inevitable to suffer unpredictable infection.

Compared to Dioshape, who has lived through a much longer period of time, his assistants from another civilization who work with him have obviously not yet felt this profound concern.

“Did they really eat so much!”

The assistants with horns corresponding to the clan's past on their heads asked excitedly while surrounding the flying sentinel.

The Flying Sentinels, which had already set up a blockade of relevant key content, ignored this.

But this does not interfere with the assistant's determination.

It tried to bypass the flying sentinel's shielding by switching its method of attack.

But obviously, it is a presentation of cutting-edge technology related to the alliance.

Such an action only adds some repetitive content to the Flying Sentinel's vocabulary...

Dioscorea did not try to control his assistant's actions.

It can also feel the vigorous power of the early stages of life from this young life.

This is also the reason why the other party was placed here.

If they were all old friends from different eras, I don't know how lifeless this place would be...

"I heard that dragon feces can be used to make compost..."

"if……"

"Ha! I forgot! They are all projections..."

"I was wondering why there was no toilet in the campsite..."

Dioscore: ...

It then issued relevant material orders.

After that, as a nurse, it paid attention to the status of the two opposing teams in the training camp.

Then, it turned and looked at the flying sentry:

"Please convey the nursing advice: the training unit is already in poor condition and it is not recommended to continue training..."

In response, the flight sentry who received the relevant instructions did not take any direct action.

Instead, after a faint blue light flashed, representing calculations, it gave Dioshap this reply:

"The instructions have been received, correction: mark the unit as instructor, please repeat the instructions: Do you want to revise the previous instructions and convey them..." Diosharp:?
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Fierce Fist...

This title is filled with a passionate and uplifting meaning.

It certainly won’t be a peaceful and steady style.

Like a blazing fire, Brightout will break through the enemy's defenses in a very short time.

He adhered to the relatively simple and difficult traditional practice method.

Such hardships left his body with even more cruel marks from time.

But at the same time, it also made his will pure and his mind clear.

Being able to control it with sufficient acuity and amazing speed even at such an extremely high speed.

It is also because of this that he is able to unleash even more destructive power with his fists.

But today, he seemed to have encountered a wall...

Even though this is in the training camp, there is a relevant attribute balance mechanism.

But facing an opponent who has not even officially reached the level of a senior transcendent, Brightfoot still believes that such a balance will affect the durability of training to a certain extent.

In fact:
His prediction was not wrong.

It's just that the subject that caused all this has changed in a rather subtle way...

Brightout had forgotten how long it had been since he had engaged in a sustained battle of this intensity.

He also had a clearer understanding of the gods' arrangements for this matter:
Such a strong and durable body of flesh and blood...

If it can be honed, it will undoubtedly become a shining star in the dimension of goodness.

In comparison:

What does it matter if I delay a little bit of my practice because of this?
The emergence of a shining new star who advocates goodness can save more innocent people.

More lives will benefit from this.

not to mention:
The moment the other party came in, Brightult noticed that he and the other party had some common characteristics:
They are also individuals who wield their brilliance in the most blazing manner...

Such individuals are able to release the power of the violent dimension in the most thorough way.

In the face of darkness, use fire...

The deeper the darkness, the brighter the fire.

Therefore, even though the old wound started from deep in his soul, it caused his body to ache slightly.

Braytourt did not stop either.

It was the devastating wound that nearly shattered his soul, and it was the power of the gods that forcibly pulled him back from the brink of annihilation.

But even so, such trauma cannot be healed easily.

It permeates Braytourt’s life afterward.

For Braytourt, this soul-searing pain was like a scalding brand:

It was reminding him, it was warning him - don't forget the innocent lives that were being persecuted by darkness...

He didn't know whether the young people today also understood this kind of will.

He doesn't understand gentle teachings.

He put everything into his fists.

With fervent intention, he walks the path of salvation.

So I can see clearly, everything is transparent...

This is the Fierce Fist...

Once upon a time, he used it as a weapon to drive away the darkness and save the innocent.

Thus, he used it as a hammer handle, and used his sword and axe to chop, creating a magical weapon...

(End of this chapter)