I have an Apocalypse City Chapter 1692

Chapter 1692: Chapter 1693: Assistance Chapter 1692: Chapter 1693: Assistance Mie Tian stared at the silver-quality gene modification potion in Zhao Ming's hand, laughed heartily, hugged Zhao Ming's shoulder, and said with a laugh, “Good, good, you're a brother I'm set on, hahaha!”

Grabbing the syringe flashing with silver light, Mie Tian directly inserted it into his neck and slowly pushed the potion inside the syringe into his body.

Soon, a look of relief appeared on Mie Tian's face and his injuries began to heal rapidly. His left arm, which had been severed at the shoulder, also started to slowly grow a new arm.

“Not bad, not bad!” Mie Tian nodded in satisfaction, swept the remaining potion into his embrace with a quick motion, and burst into laughter. He propped his iron staff and pointed at a rock beside him, signaling Zhao Ming to sit down, then slowly said, “Alright, now you and I should carefully plan how to quickly restore my strength, advance to the divine level, and then re-enter the Divine World. You know, many people have already entered the Divine World, and the Pantheon might have already opened. If I'm too late, there might not be a place for me in the Pantheon!”

“Yes, my lord, you're right…” Zhao Ming nodded with a compliant expression.

Mie Tian gave Zhao Ming a glance, his brows slightly furrowed, it was clear that Zhao Ming was only temporarily submitting to his might and did not truly consider becoming one of his divine subordinates.

“Here, brother, take this weapon for now!” Mie Tian stuffed the iron staff into Zhao Ming's hand and said, “Don't look down on this iron staff; in reality, it's a divine weapon, infused with divinity, and it even contains a Power of Law. As long as you can comprehend this strand of the Power of Law, the day you become a god won't be far off!”

Zhao Ming was startled, looking at the iron staff Mie Tian was handing over with an incredulous expression in his eyes.

Everyone knows that whether it's an ordinary professional or a high-and-mighty deity, their personal weapons are unlikely to be given away so easily to someone else.

“Could it be that he truly regards me as a brother and really wants me to become one of his divine subordinates?” Gazing at the iron staff now in front of him, Zhao Ming finally harbored some doubts.

“No, no, I can't use your weapon, my lord, and even if you gave it to me, I wouldn't be able to use it. I've only just stepped into the Legendary Realm…” Zhao Ming kept waving his hands, looking utterly panic-stricken.

“You just can't use it temporarily. As long as you follow me, it won't take long before you can wield this weapon!” Mie Tian casually thrust the iron staff into Zhao Ming's hands and said with an indifferent air, “Don't mention a mere ordinary divine weapon; once we enter the Divine World and you become my divine subordinate, what kind of divine weapon can't we get our hands on?”

Seeing that Mie Tian wasn't just putting on an act but was truly giving the divine weapon to him, Zhao Ming was deeply moved. After all, in the game, a Dark Gold Quality piece of equipment could cause two players who were friends to turn against each other, let alone a divine weapon.

Zhao Ming trembled as he held the iron staff in his hand, immediately feeling a great force pulling down in his hand–this thing weighed at least ten tons!

With a thought, Zhao Ming hurriedly put the iron staff in his inventory, then went on to check its attributes.

“It really is a divine weapon!” Zhao Ming's eyes sparkled as he thought to himself.

This iron staff was indeed a formidable weapon, its surface bore clear scratch marks from countless battles, including some dark brown traces that had become one with the weapon. Just by looking at it, one could feel the boundless might emanating from the staff.

“This weapon also contains a Power of Law, but I wonder which Law it is and if it's stronger than my Frost Law?” Zhao Ming couldn't help but wonder internally.

Seeing Zhao Ming's touched expression, Mie Tian sneered inwardly. How could his weapon possibly be so easily given to someone else? This iron staff was merely a Legendary Quality weapon that he had transformed into a divine weapon by using only two or three points of divinity.

Moreover, the divinity contained within it isn't permanent; at most, it would last a year before the divine substance inside dissipates. By then, due to the erosion of divinity, whether this weapon can maintain its legendary quality is uncertain.

Thinking this, Mietian couldn't help but examine the broken spear within himself, and his heart couldn't help but fill with secret hatred.

“If it wasn't for Song Jian ruining my spear, how could I be in such a sorry state?”

At this moment, Zhao Ming was still immersed in the joy of acquiring a divine artifact, completely oblivious to Mietian's mocking expression.

“Great, my lord, if there is anything I can do, just command me, and I will assist you to advance as quickly as possible and re-enter the Divine World!” Zhao Ming said excitedly, cupping his fists.

“Haha, good brother!” Mietian's face was full of joy as he laughed heartily, hugging Zhao Ming's shoulders and whispering, “Brother, I need to enhance my strength and quickly remove the seals on me. As soon as the seals are lifted, I'll be able to ascend to a divine level in a short time!”

“I need you to collect some items for me. These items include…” Mietian whispered in Zhao Ming's ear.

The items it needed were all of legendary or even divine quality, completely out of reach of Zhao Ming's abilities.

On Zhao Ming's face, a troubled expression appeared, but he said nothing.

Mietian glanced at him, and sneered in his heart. He directly pulled out a pile of items from his bosom; these were the treasures he had looted from two second-tier cities, the most valuable of which were the hearts of the two cities.

Any player who possessed a city heart could immediately construct a second-tier city without starting from a residence and slowly upgrading and building it step by step.

Seeing this pile of treasures, Zhao Ming's mouth hung wide open, his eyes flashing with greed. These items were enough to turn Zhao Ming into a millionaire in the gaming world overnight.

Mietian snorted coldly, like a bucket of cold water poured over Zhao Ming's head, instantly clearing his gaze!

“Brother, you ambushed me earlier, and as a result, I severely injured you. Your body has not yet recovered…” Mietian showed a worried look and continued, “Moreover, my moves have special effects. Only I can unseal you. Otherwise, your body will remain like this forever, never to recover!”

Mietian's words immediately turned Zhao Ming pale. At this moment, his Vitality Points were less than three hundred, and his Mental Strength was only ten. He couldn't even use the most basic skill, rendering him practically disabled. If this were any other ordinary game, Zhao Ming would have probably decided to delete his character and start over.

“Then, what should I…” A flicker of fear surfaced in Zhao Ming's eyes.

“Hehe, don't worry, just bring me these items, and once my strength is fully restored, I can remove this state for you. Then, not only will you fully recover, but your strength will also advance further, stepping into the divine level!” Mietian laughed, patting Zhao Ming on the shoulder as he spoke.

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