Infinite Postman/Dreadful Postman

Unless the caster dies.

For each death of the caster, the caster can get a blood mark.

Blood Mark: It can be transformed into any ability, but the transformation ability must be possessed by the caster, or once possessed.

This stamp is hardly unique or rare.

But the ability is very tyrannical.

However, among the many postmen, not many are willing to activate this stamp.

The basic consumption of 40 postal points is consumed by a single person.

For every number of people, it doubles.

And this number of people is still unable to operate by themselves, which is an indiscriminate attack.

If the postal points are insufficient, it is bound to be deducted double life as a punishment.

The price is bound to be quite high.

But this stamp is one of the few silver props of Fat Pig.

After being activated at this time, the fat pig showed its fangs, squinting at Sato: "Didn't you say...cough...anything can be cut? If you have the ability, try to cut this iron chain ?”

When Sato heard this, a gleam of embarrassment flashed in his eyes.

Glancing at An Zhao, the two nodded without speaking, Sato silently clenched the handle of the knife, his eyes gradually became sharper.

In the distance, seeing the situation, the big head couldn't help showing a strange look in his eyes, and couldn't help giving the fat pig a thumbs up silently.

Of course he knew very well that Fat Pig was no different from courting death.

Whether it is An Zhao or Sato, both of them are stronger than Fat Pig.

Fat pigs are at best resistant to beating a little bit.

In this situation, if it were a person, it would be too late to escape. Fat Pig actually used props to lock the two of them and himself, buying time for them.

The big head couldn't help but take a deep breath, and couldn't help shaking his head.

He couldn't speak, but he was not an ordinary postman after all, but a master with extremely high experience.

I saw a strange ray of light flickering in the one eye of the big head.

Suddenly, he didn't know what to think, he waved his hand and patted Zhao Ke's shoulder, and quickly wrote a line in front of Zhao Ke.

Chapter 977 Fatal Knife

"you sure??"

Zhao Ke stared at the handwriting written by Da Tou on the gravel in front of him, and was stunned for a moment.

Looking at Fat Pig from the corner of the eye, combined with Fat Pig's various words and deeds before, Zhao Ke suddenly realized in his heart.

"Uh-huh!"

The big head nodded heavily, confirming that what he wrote down was absolutely true.

In fact, in the final analysis, if there is no bastard fat pig.

Maybe he may not have today.

Big head's hatred for Fat Pig is no less than that of Zhao Ke.

But at this time, Da Tou looked at Fat Pig who was being besieged, and was full of worry and anxiety for Fat Pig instead.

Once the fat pig is dead, none of them can run away.

Besides, the big head is clearer in his heart.

Perhaps Wang Gouzi is implicated in the cause and effect of Hongmao. If Wanggouzi dies here, Hongmama will be furious, and it is hard to guarantee that she will not transfer her anger to herself.

The big head didn't think it was his scaremongering and scaring himself.

He knew very well how cruel and merciless this master of the ghost city was.

Whether public or private, Datou can only find a way to help Fat Pig, because...he wants to live!

"court death!"

Accompanied by the roar, Fat Pig and Sato were already fighting like tea.

Both are masters with knives.

It's just that the former is gravity, and the latter is heavy.

Even though Fat Pig is extremely powerful, it will still be more and more difficult for him to fight against an opponent like Sato.

There were layers of light from the blade in his hand, and he forced Satou away with one blow.

Fat Pig's face changed slightly, and he felt that the surrounding temperature had soared to the extreme.

It's like being in a furnace.

An Zhao's body turned into a red fire snake, and he turned his body violently towards the fat pig.

Facing the onslaught of flames, the fat pig had twitching veins on his forehead, a pained look on his face, and rolling corpse evil appeared on his thin body.

"Qian Kun Sha Jie · Slash!"

I saw that the skeleton on the ghost-headed sword in his hand seemed to be alive after absorbing the fat pig's grievances, with blood shining from his pupils.

The blade resonated excitedly.

This ghost-headed sword itself is a silver-level prop.

But only in the hands of the fat pig can it inspire a unique resonance.

The sword was raised high, and the blood radiated instantly.

Angry slash, knife hand, soul breaking, the three additional abilities of this ghost-headed sword were activated by the fat pig at the same time.

Special Ability 1: Angry Slash.

Consumes 10 postal points. After being activated, the slashing ability is activated, and the power is temporarily increased by 200% at the moment of slashing.

Special ability 2: knife hand.