This dragon crystal is a special treasure that Lin Sheng accidentally obtained before, and it cannot be discarded no matter how it is thrown away. It will always appear in the most convenient position of Lin Sheng's hand.

"It's a pity that if you can use tools and instruments to cut this thing, you might know what secrets are hidden inside."

Lin Sheng recalled the process of the piece of meat forming stone armor just now. If he could figure out the principle of the piece of meat, it might be more helpful to the analysis of Long Jing.

He carefully took out the meat pieces and put them in the freezer storage cabinet. Then he packed everything on the desktop.

"Time is almost here." Lin Sheng looked at the black and white round clock hanging on the wall.

He walked out of the basement and felt that in the yard not far from next door, there were two people waiting at the gate calmly and quietly.

One of these two people was Margaret, and the other was an old man with old skin and weak hair.

"Have you arrived early?" Lin Sheng withdrew his gaze.

He did not rush over immediately, but decided on the time first, and there was still two minutes left to the agreed time.

He first went to another room, changed the clothes he had prepared in advance, and then summoned the magical arts Dawn to reinstall it, completely wrapping his whole body.

Dawn reinstalls this magic technique to hide the divine light, but it will reduce the recovery resistance by half.

But in this way, without the light columns constantly illuminating from the head, the entire armor is like a set of exquisite custom ancient armor, which just wraps around the whole body.

"It's almost done."

Lin Sheng reflected his image in the dressing mirror.

In the mirror, there was a silver-white holy knight with heavy armor.

The heavy armor surface is as smooth as a mirror, without any scratches. It looks like it is the best heavy alloy.

The heavy knight in the mirror is not only wrapped in his hands and feet, but also his entire head is completely wrapped in his helmet.

Only a trace of long black hair was scattered behind her, scattered on her shoulders.

Lin Sheng pulled a pure white cloak from the side with satisfaction and buckled it on his shoulder. The cloak had a simple and light golden pattern. It was a huge golden sun like a spike ball.

After wearing his cloak, he shook his lightly and walked out of the room. His figure flashed and suddenly disappeared from its original place.

This is a visual teleportation phenomenon caused by too fast speed, which makes it impossible for ordinary people to recognize the naked eye.

Just a sprint jump, Lin Sheng stepped over two houses and fell into the courtyard he made an appointment with the others.

Standing in the middle of the courtyard, he strode into the living room and waved his hand and gently spread it.

Suddenly, a pure holy power turned into a dot of light and slowly flew around the entire courtyard. As the holy power dispersed, all the filthy and cold air around it were cleaned and purified.

The air in the courtyard seemed to rise by more than one step at once.

"It's almost done." Lin Sheng saw that he was almost ready, and blinked his fingers towards the gate at the entrance of the courtyard.

Click.

The door automatically opens the lock and slowly opens inside.

Standing outside the door was Margaret, who was originally planned to leave here today.

Her long golden hair was spread out, wearing an ordinary black shirt and white trousers, she looked heroic and tall. She was staring at the inside of the courtyard with some confusion.

Beside her was another person, Madilan Bingbert.

This old professor, who was weak and indecent, was now holding his hands behind his back and quietly looking at the open courtyard door with his face still.

If Margaret could still vaguely see a slight slight uneasy on him, then he was as calm as a lake of quietness, patience, and concentration.

This old man, who was about to reach his limit, was wearing a meticulous and delicate gray suit, with shiny leather shoes, and his hair was tied neatly back, giving people a simple and capable serious temperament.

Neither of the two communicated with each other, and just bent their eyes into the courtyard inside.

Squeak.

The door slowly opened to its maximum.

"Please come in. Two." A dull voice conveyed from it.

What moved the two of them was that the sound seemed to appear directly in their ears, as if they were not passing through the transmission medium at all.

While Margaret was still hesitating slightly, Madilan, who was on the side, had already taken slow and firm steps, stepped into the door and walked calmly towards the living room.

Seeing this, Margaret's eyes flashed, and finally followed and stepped into the courtyard.

The moment she entered the courtyard, the door behind her slowly closed and closed with a click.

She paused slightly, looked back at the door, and finally stopped hesitating, and followed her into the living room.

In the living room, the light was a little dim, but you could still see a tall and burly man wearing white armor standing quietly in the main hall.

The man turned his back to the two, and the white cloak behind him fell to the ground. There was an exquisite golden spike-like pattern in the middle of the cloak. It looked like the sun.

"You are the one who sends a message to me?" Madilan asked without any haste.

The man is tall, with wide shoulders and wide body, like a high wall, standing there quietly. He is calm, strong, and unshakable.

Both of them clearly felt from the man that a huge volcano-like energy was slowly flowing and condensing.

This power is pure and domineering, repels all other energy and suppresses all other abilities.

Even the evil energy in the two of them was suppressed to some extent and could not leave their body surfaces.

Amid the crackling sound of armor collision, the man slowly turned around and looked at the two of them.

His head was wrapped in a white helmet full of hideous spikes, and his overall appearance was like a dragon beast with a big mouth exposed with fangs and serrated teeth.

Just when his eyes touched, Margaret and his two felt a slight pain like a needle-like pupil.

"My name is the Holy Emperor."

The man answered slowly and in a low voice.

He stopped speaking and suddenly raised his hand.

Chih!

A dazzling white light exploded and burst out from the palm of his hand.

The pure and soft holy power rushed out like a wave, surging and surging, and immediately surrounded the two of them.

A large amount of holy power that far exceeds the resistance of the two people began to wrap around the two people, and quickly penetrated into their bodies from their skin and respiratory tract.

At the same time, a wonderful feeling of warmth and comfort in the whole body surrounded the two of them, making them unable to help but relax their guard and want to immerse themselves in this comfort.

"Did you feel it? This is the power that can regain hope for you." A dark red figure slowly walked out of the shadow in the corner of the wall.

Margaret then realized that the man who claimed to be the Holy Emperor had disappeared at some point.

Instead, a man in red armor who had just stepped out of the shadow.

The other party was also wrapped in armor, revealing only a pair of light green eyes.

"Who are you?" Margaret asked quickly.

At the same time, the holy power around her quickly faded and disappeared. If it weren't for the fact that her body had been much more relaxed and comfortable, she would even wonder if the scene just now was an hallucination.

Many feling people who are good at hallucinations can also achieve this level of sensory fraud.

"It's not an illusion." Madilan, who was standing beside him, answered her doubts in a complicated tone.

"My body is at least three years younger!" He moved his arms, feeling the long-lost vitality added to this withered body again.
Chapter completed!