The four-color ink spirit combination disintegrated into four separate ink spirits.
They looked at each other and then looked at Zhao Fan.
At this point, there is no way to survive except compromise.
The red ink spirit among them asked in a solemn voice: "Intruders, we also have dignity, although...survival is the most important thing."
"So?" Zhao Fan raised his eyebrows.
"So choose me!"
The red ink spirit said righteously: "I will bear this shame for them."
"It's me who will bear the shame, choose me!" The white ink spirit became anxious.
"Choose me, choose me!"
"We, the Black Clan, are the most powerful!"
The four Mo Lings kept recommending themselves.
Zhao Fan was confused. Is the simple Mo Ling who seems to have a low IQ so unscrupulous?
Living as long as you want to live is actually called suffering shame...
"Shut up, everyone."
Zhao Fan gave a cold drink.
The ink spirits instantly became quiet, fearing to offend each other.
"Tell me about your additional abilities." Zhao Fan said.
"After enslaving me, I can increase your speed by 20%!"
The white ink spirit said proudly.
"oh?"
Zhao Fan looked at the black ink spirit thoughtfully, "Could it be that enslaving you will increase the defense by 20%."
Then he looked at the red ink spirit, "And you, what is your recovery speed?"
"Um!"
They all nodded.
"Why don't you ask me..." The golden ink spirit wanted to cry but had no tears.
Zhao Fan understood that the black ink spirits of different colors can increase the master's gain by 20% in the areas they are good at.
defense.
speed.
attack.
recover.
Zhao Fan first wanted to eliminate the red ink spirit that had the ability to recover.
Feeling uneasy, the red ink spirit said nervously: "My increased recovery speed is permanent, no matter what level you reach."
"Nonsense, aren't we all permanent?"
White, Gold, Black said.
"Defense... is also eliminated."
Zhao Fan shook his head. The only things he could consider were the white ink spirit and the golden ink spirit. One focused on speed and the other focused on attack.
The red ink spirit and the black ink spirit became depressed when they saw each other no longer looking at themselves.
The white ink spirit and the golden ink spirit found Zhao Fan's eyes wandering between them, feeling anxious and excited.
"etc……"
The white ink spirit seemed to have thought of something, and it immediately asked: "Master, that knife you made at that time seemed to be equally divided between the rules of death and the rules of destruction?"
"I'm calling you master before I even choose you. How shameless." The red ink spirit complained.
Zhao Fan nodded slightly and said, "I am indeed pursuing both rules at the same time, taking the dual-rule route."
"Then don't worry, you can enslave both me and this Jin clan!"
The white ink spirit was extremely happy.
"ah?"
Zhao Fan said inexplicably: "Can't I only enslave one?"
"I heard from the elders that there is a certain kind of intruder that can enslave two people."
The white ink spirit recalled: "There are two kinds of ancestral realm creatures whose rules are indistinguishable. The reason why you can only enslave one normally is because it can only be bound to the rules of the backbone."
Zhao Fan suddenly realized.
It turns out that what is bound is not the individual living beings, but the rules of the Lord.
He is nominally majoring in the rules of destruction, but in reality he is also proficient in the rules of death!
It is completely different from the kind of rule that first reaches the extreme and then catches up with the degree of another rule that is lagging behind.
"That……"
Zhao Fan suddenly looked at the golden ink spirit, "If I enslave two golden ink spirits at the same time, can the power of the attack be increased by 40%?"
"Hey! I told you a big secret, but you want to abandon me? Isn't that moral?"
After hearing this, Bai Moling's mentality almost collapsed! ! !
