Every inch of skin and even bones in his body is filled with powerful power, and the muscles, fascia, blood vessels and nerves are also filled with scorching fire elements.

This gives his body almost unlimited potential.

"That's our plan!"

Mo Laik said: "We plan to use your blood to create a group of recruits for you... You know, we lack enough warriors to protect this city, we need a group of good enough soldiers!~"

"We need you to be our weapon. Mr. Katakuri. -"

Mo Laik lowered his voice: "And as a reward, you will be free. You can even be taught martial arts by us."

"Our martial arts..." Katakuri chewed on this sentence: "Is it the inheritance of those magicians?"

"Yes." Mo Laik said: "Our martial arts inheritance comes from some strong men. For example, Mr. O'Neill, he is one of the greatest priests of the Knights of Holy Light and the commander-in-chief of the Temple Army. His martial arts Learning is unpredictable, if you are willing to join the Temple Army, you will receive a more powerful martial arts inheritance!"

"No need."

Katakuri simply refused the invitation. He looked at Mo Laike and said seriously:

"I like a free life. I don't need martial arts. Your martial arts have no value to me, and they are the same to you. I don't want to be someone else's weapon. I have to fight for what I want!"

"we need you!"

Mo Laike shouted:

"Don't forget, we are friends!"

"Friends? We are enemies!" Katakuri said in a low voice: "Mo Laike, I will never trust you again. If you don't mind, just let Ada and Evelin go. They still have some use to me. ..."

"Wait!" Mo Laike shouted, and he walked quickly into the darkness and said, "Listen to me, Katakuri, listen to me.

After a while, the two faced each other in the darkness. Katakuri remained silent without saying a word, while Mo Laik was breathing heavily and his face turned red. It was obvious that he was not in a good mood.

But in the end, Katakuri relaxed. He slowly leaned against the corner and asked:

"I promise to give you whatever you want, but you must promise to let go of my girl..."

"Okay! I can promise you."

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Mo Laik answered quickly, as if he was afraid that Katakuri would regret it, and he added: "But before that, you must do what I ask."

"Um."

Katakuri nodded, "What do you need me to do?"

"I want you to drink the 'potion' I prepared."

Mo Laike whispered: "I need you to work for me for three days until I get what I want... Three days is enough, Katakuri, you don't even have this patience."

?"

"of course not."

Katakuri nodded, picked up the cup on the stone table, and drank the brown liquid. Then, he asked: "How does it taste?"

"Well, it's okay, but..."

Mo Laike said, it can increase your spirit!"

Katakuri raised his eyebrows. He felt that as the liquid flowed, his blood was boiling and burning. His muscles were rapidly expanding, becoming stronger and full of explosive power, which greatly improved his mental agility.

"Is this your potion?" Katakuri asked, "Does it have any side effects?"

"Of course he has no talent."

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