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In other words, it can be used in conjunction with fist techniques. After using fist techniques to increase power by 90%, this heavy blow can still maintain an increase of 10%, which is equivalent to 10% of 190%, and can actually increase his original strength by about 19%.

Given his already high physical attributes, the fact that he could increase his abilities so much is actually quite abnormal.

However, this cannot be considered an 'improvement' to the boxing technique, because this special energy flow can only enhance the power of certain special attack techniques.

Strictly speaking, should this be considered a 'martial skill' within boxing?

The 'martial skill' based on fist techniques has the effect of increasing the power of a heavy blow by 10%.

If He Ao's previous summary of boxing techniques was 'internal strength', then this martial art is 'external strength', a special skill only useful in actual combat.

Perhaps we could name it "Force That Collapses Mountains"?

While they were pondering, the two walked to the outside of the refuge room. Fia glanced with some confusion at the floor where He had just been...

The monster that Ao killed, "Will this guy become a supernatural item?"

In the understanding of superhumans in the main world, their abilities do not disappear after death, but are transformed into superhuman items.

This is, in fact, a vague understanding of the talent sequence extraction process.

"Won't,"

He Ao shook his head, glancing at the monster on the ground. "This monster's power comes from pollution; in a sense, it received a special blessing. After its death, its power will be reclaimed by the source of the pollution. It's not a true superhuman; most of the monsters in the dungeon are like that."

"The sheep demons we saw before were a bit special. They seemed to be a combination of machinery and pollution, but they didn't generate any extraordinary items. The sheep demons that died in front of the gate didn't show any extraordinary abilities, unlike the extraordinary beasts in the ruins."

In fact, he had a way to utilize the residual energy of these monsters; the monsters he killed could be directly absorbed by the jade pendant as a sacrifice.

However, after consuming West, the jade pendant was already full and could no longer consume the corpses of these monsters.

After saying that, He Ao didn't wait for Fiya's response. He quickly and carefully checked the inside of the room, and after confirming that there was no problem, he left the room.

Fia simply looked at him intently from behind.

"I hope we can meet again safely."

When everything was over, Fiya pulled the gate latch and looked up at He Ao outside the gate.

After this brief time together, she finally understood why so many people in the research institute liked the young man in front of her, according to the information she had obtained.

Putting aside their opposing stances, he is a very charismatic person.

"hope so."

He Ao nodded slightly.

In that instant, he activated his super memory and placed a mark on Fia.

The gate closed quickly, and He Ao swiftly returned to the hall he had just been in, picked up the black broadsword from the ground, and stepped forward, stopping in front of the passage.

Deep within the silent, secluded passage, a mournful cry seemed to echo from the ages.

He took a deep breath and slowly descended the passage.

The passage itself is not long, with dark steps stretching from the entrance to the bottom.

As Heo descended the stairs, almost every so often, a shattered gate would appear before him, and Heo would silently pass through the remains of these gates.

Time seemed to stand still in the pitch-black space. He didn't know how much time had passed when a tightly closed gate appeared before him.

He raised his flashlight, its faint light illuminating the reliefs on the gate.

It was a relief sculpture of an inverted triangle with a closed eye embedded inside.

He had seen this emblem before in the dungeon world, also on a door, except that the eyes inside the inverted triangle were open that time.

The open eyes point to death, while the closed eyes point to another group.

Truth gazes upon all its followers, yet the followers can never see that eye.

This is the Eye of Truth, the emblem of the wizard.

click -

The tightly closed gate slowly opened, and the whispers in my ears turned into a surging clamor, as if welcoming the 'visitors' who had arrived here for the first time in hundreds of years.

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Chapter 739 Perhaps Gods Really Exist in This World (Long Chapter, Seeking Monthly Tickets)

Newland City-State Core Island

boom--

The rocket that pierced the night landed in the center of the square, and the huge explosion and flames obscured the horde of monsters gathered in the middle.

When the fireworks faded, beneath the charred, writhing flesh, the two monsters at the core shook off the remains of their companions and shakily stood up.

The next second, a figure wielding a ring-pommel sword appeared in the square in the blink of an eye, slicing the still dazed monster that approached him in two with a flash of light.

At that moment, the other monster fully woke up, and a tentacle instantly lashed out at the figure.

The figure didn't dodge at all, taking the blow with its back, then raised its sword and cut the second monster in half as well.

He waited a moment, and after confirming that there were no other monsters in the center, he breathed a slight sigh of relief and plunged his broadsword into the ground.

Then he glanced back at the survivors hiding in the library behind him, looking at them with tension and worry.

At that moment, a young man immediately ran over and stood beside the figure, exclaiming, "Boss!"

"Has everything been resolved?"

Before the young man could speak, the figure asked quickly and directly.

"It's all been cleared out; no monsters escaped."

The young man nodded quickly.

Immediately afterward, a man in military police uniform ran over. He glanced at the figure and said with a hint of respect, "Mr. Chen Lin, thank you..."

"It's nothing," Chen Lin waved his hand, glanced at the charred monster corpses around him, and quickly asked, "Which wave is this?"

"If we don't count the scattered monsters, but only the monster groups that have gathered together, this should be the third wave of monsters,"

The man answered quickly.

At this moment, the young man on the other side glanced at the figure, then at the monster that had just been severed, and interjected with some concern,

"Boss, these monsters are getting stronger and stronger. Now we've started to see monsters with weak D-level strength. The further we go, the less likely we'll be able to kill them with firearms. And we're almost out of ammunition."

"Ok, I know."

Chen Lin sighed softly, his gaze turning to another spot not far from the survivors, where several people had been cornered by the military police at gunpoint.

Most of them were wounded, glaring fiercely at the military police in front of them, their faces contorted in a grimace as they confronted the military police, and one could even faintly hear some curses.

"Mr. Chen Lin, what are your plans to do with these... 'monster followers'?"

The military police officer noticed Chen Lin looking at those people and asked in a low voice.

Chen Lin stared at those people.

These are the people who were previously 'bewitched' and kept knocking on doors, even forcibly opening other people's doors.

It's unclear what special identification method those monsters use, but these people are not attacked by them and can even control their movement to some extent.

These monster hordes are the result of these people coming together.

Previously, due to the destruction of too many doors, the number of monsters on the streets exceeded the control limits of Moonlight and the Military Police.

However, it was too dangerous for a large number of survivors to roam the streets.

Therefore, Moonlight and the Military Police tried their best to cover various places.

The survivors of the district gathered and were housed in several large facilities.

Then these bewitched 'monster followers' gathered the monsters in the streets and attacked those gathering places.

These guys are mentally unstable; they have an obsessive affinity for monsters and an unusual hatred for humans.

Moreover, the group of these people is constantly growing. Because these people are not attacked by monsters, new people are constantly joining them, persecuting and killing ordinary people, and even competing to kill more people to become the most 'loyal' one.

"They're no use to us. Just handle things according to Moonlight's procedures."

Chen Lin glanced at the group and waved his hand, "Then let's go to the next place."

Those 'followers' who can manipulate and guide monsters are the most extreme group among all 'followers'.

Even if they weren't completely brainwashed by that twisted indoctrination, they were still among the most prolific killers.

These madmen have the blood of innocent people on their hands. They haven't really lost their minds; they know perfectly well what they're doing. They just no longer value the lives of ordinary people.

Moreover, Chen Lin had tried asking them before, but they didn't know anything about the inside story. They were just following the instructions they had been misled into doing, so he couldn't get any information out of them.

"Then let's proceed according to the normal procedure."

The military police man nodded slightly, watched Chen Lin leave, and then made a gesture in that direction.

Another group of wounded and armed military police quickly surrounded them, their black gun barrels pointed at the 'followers'.

Upon seeing the gun barrels, the few 'followers' who had been cornered looked up at Chen Lin as he left, then at the monster corpses lying on the ground, and realized that all was lost.

Their leader looked at the military police and roared, "Go ahead and do it! We will gain immortality in death!!!"

But one of the men became unusually quiet. Looking at the indifferent-looking military police, he suddenly rushed forward, knelt on the ground, and roared hoarsely.

"Don't kill me! Don't kill me! I was forced! I surrender! It's the devil, the devil is bewitching me! I didn't mean to bring monsters to attack you! Give me a chance! Give me a chance!"

"You haven't been completely brainwashed?"

The military police leader was a man with a severed arm, his clothes stained with layers of blood, and his shoulder wrapped in blood-soaked gauze. He looked at the man and asked in a low voice.

"Yes! I haven't been brainwashed, I'm a normal person!"

The man answered immediately.

"So, everything you did was entirely your own decision, including attacking us with monsters, killing people, breaking down doors, and putting innocent people in danger?"

The team leader continued to ask.

"Yes!"

The man answered instinctively, then immediately shook his head, "No, I didn't, I was bewitched... Give me a chance!"