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Heir to the Divine in a Strange Realm

Chapter: 22

Just like the instructions provided when using [Resonance], the explanation of the effect of [Night Game] also comes directly to the brain.

It is true that you can gain the power of the Yin God after wearing it, but this power is linked to faith, and there are a series of powerful-looking magic skills that follow… only two of them can be used.

[The universe in the house]: Use the body of the house spirit as the carrier to control the universe.

[Any door]: Divide the body of the house spirit and assign it to any door, allowing two doors to pass through.

It’s almost clear now that the Yin God’s skills are all used in conjunction with Yin-type monsters, and the former god’s legacy only contains the spirit of an old house.

The original person’s ex-husband probably died of poverty.

Mi August put on the mask and didn’t feel any changes on his body. The main and secondary images in his vision were still the same as Mi Feixue.

She once again reached out to Liu Jinbao’s half-broken porcelain girl’s shadow, and this time she caught it.

“Woooooooo~”

Mi August heard the girl’s cry.

“Help me.” The girl cried.

This weird thing is not actively doing evil.

First, a judgment came to mind, and then a strong and irresistible sense of responsibility swept over Xiang Mi August, prompting her to agree to the ceramic girl’s request. Whenever she had the slightest thought of rejection, she would be drowned by a wave of guilt and self-blame. The longer time passed, the bigger the wave of guilt would become, vowing to beat her soul to death.

Mi August’s eyes darkened.

She seems to understand why the savior in the movie about the suicide note is such a “holy mother”. After experiencing countless betrayals and injuries, she still continues to accept help from others.

Mi August did not deliberately resist this sense of responsibility. She said softly and gently: “Okay, I will save you.”

The voice that came out from behind the mask had some changes from her original voice, erasing the feminine softness and the masculine deepness. There was no gender difference, leaving only the original ethereal healing sound of the voice.

The voice of divinity.

Mi August’s heart skipped a beat when he heard it.

The porcelain girl stopped crying immediately and looked at her with eyes filled with admiration and trust.

There was no resistance when Mi August took out Liu Jinbao’s body.

A palm-sized ceramic statue of a girl, tattered and broken.

Boom.

Liu Jinbao fell to the ground unconscious as if he was hit hard.

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