Chaos Le Zilong's Journey Through the Heavens

Chapter 257 Biomass Armor

Watching Deadpool's actions, everyone present fell into a daze.

As Deadpool swung the hammer and electric drill, the roaring sound of the aggregate gradually weakened until it disappeared, and was finally hammered into a set of biomass armor.

After doing all this, Deadpool stood up, pretended to wipe the non-existent sweat from his head, and then pointed at the armor.

"As long as you put on this set of armor, you can greatly enhance your own attributes. Even if an ordinary person wears it, he can gain the strength to fight against the aggregate head-on."

At this time, Owen raised his hand and asked a question, acting like a good student.

"Uncle Deadpool, even if everyone wears this kind of armor, it won't be of much use against an enemy that is a thousand times more powerful than us, right?"

"Good question!"

Deadpool was very satisfied with Owen's performance and explained, "What I said before was only the basic ability of this armor. It has an even more powerful ability, which is that it can be further strengthened by absorbing the corpses of aggregates. It can be said that with it, the more aggregates you kill, the stronger you will be. It is a must-have for killing people at home and on the road."

After hearing this, Deadpool could clearly feel that the breathing of everyone present began to get heavier, and their eyes were looking at the armor as hot as if they were looking at a naked stunning beauty.

Seeing this, Deadpool poured a bucket of ice water on them.

"Of course, there are gains and losses. Gaining power is never without a price. The price of using this suit of armor is that when absorbing aggregates, both the mind and the soul will be affected."

As he spoke, Deadpool pulled out a radio-like object made of flesh and blood from behind his butt. As he fiddled with it, whispers carrying a slight force of chaos came out of the radio.

When they heard the mumbling, almost everyone present covered their heads in pain, as if they were experiencing some kind of torture.

Only a few people with strong wills were less affected.

Seeing that the desired effect had been achieved, Deadpool turned off the radio and stuffed it back behind his butt.

"This is the price of using this suit of armor. When you start absorbing aggregates to increase your strength, you will hear similar whispers in your heads. When you are completely corroded by the whispers, you will turn into a disgusting pool of blood-red flesh. The good news is that after turning into blood-red flesh, you will die completely and will not be transformed into a monster by the aggregates to attack your teammates. Of course, as long as your will is strong enough and you can resist the erosion of your thinking by these whispers, you can use it however you want. It depends on whether you have the determination to use this thing in exchange for strength."

After saying that, Deadpool waited for their answer.

To be honest, after feeling the unbearable whispering, Desrick was a little scared. Although he had never seen the bloody piece of meat in Deadpool's mouth, he knew that it would not be easy.

But without this power, they cannot save the world.

After hesitating for a long time, Desrick looked at Owen.

"Lord Owen, what do you think?"

Hearing this, Owen shook his head.

"You shouldn't ask me this question. I won't tell you that you must wear this armor, nor will I say anything that would affect your judgment, such as 'it's okay if you don't wear it'. The decision is entirely up to you."

After listening, Desrick was silent for a moment, his eyes became firm, and he walked towards the armor.

"Okay, for the continuation of the world, I will wear it."

As he said this, he looked at Deadpool.

"Sir, how do I wear this armor?"

"Just stand in front of it."

Hearing this, Desrick stood in front of the armor, and the surface of the armor began to move, wrapping him up completely.

This set of armor was black and red in color, with large pieces of hard keratin armor protecting every part of the body, including the joints and head, as well as the spike-like protrusions. At first glance, it gave off an iron-blooded vibe.

As the yellow part of the face lit up, it indicated that Desrick had gained the right to use this set of armor.

The murmurs that he had imagined did not sound in his mind. After guessing that it might be because he had not absorbed the aggregate, Desrick came to an abandoned building with only half of it left.

He raised his hand and swung his fist. With just the simplest punch, he smashed the building in front of him.

Desrick was also surprised to see that he had become so strong. You know, the building he attacked just now contained a lot of metal, but even so, it was still shattered, which shows how powerful it is.

Not only that, Desrick also tried to attach the stripping magic to the armor, and then he was surprised to find that the magic was attached without any loss.

Even if magic was attached to weapons before, it would consume a lot of energy, but this set of armor will not.

In other words, he can use magic for a longer time and destroy more aggregates. Moreover, with the enhancement of the armor, he can kill an aggregate by himself, which would originally require the efforts of several people, and the process will be very easy.

"So strong!"

After getting out of the armor, Desrick told everyone about his experience. After listening, those who were still hesitating made up their minds.

Then, noticing that everyone was looking at him with fiery glances, Deadpool shrugged helplessly.

"Although you think of me as Doraemon, I regret to tell you that I cannot create things out of thin air. To make this kind of armor, at least one aggregate is needed."

After listening, Desrick nodded.

"These are not a problem. There should be many aggregates that have not been eliminated on other battlefields. Let's go collect them now."

After saying that, Desrick led the team, which was supposed to take a temporary rest, to continue supporting other battlefields.

Looking at the excited backs of these people, Deadpool couldn't help but twitch the corners of his mouth under the mask. Why did he feel like he had become the nanny of these people?

As soon as I had the thought of quitting, Deadpool put it in my mind. No, for the sake of greater fun later, I had to endure it.

When he came to his senses, he found that there was no one around.

On Owen's side, after waving to his gray and white clone, he also went to other battlefields to provide support, with the Seeker of Knowledge following beside him.

After a while, after destroying the last aggregate here, Owen looked at the seeker who had neither helped nor spoken since then.

"Mr. Seeker of Knowledge, you must have something to ask me, just tell me directly."

Hearing this, the seeker's eyes flickered, and after a moment, he spoke.

"Do you remember I once said that with such a huge force of destiny blessing you, you can bear almost everything?"