"The effect of drinking too much energy recovery medicine has been greatly weakened, and life energy cannot be replenished."

"Ahem, I just drank two bottles of strength medicine. What should I do if my muscles are a little soft after the drug effect?"
"I’m a little worried that the effect of this sage won’t last forever after drinking too many sedatives."
"Don’t worry, man, we’ll go to Hapi when the battle is over. Nothing can’t be recovered after a meal."
The night watchman is not in good shape, and the battle is very difficult.
They are still optimistic.
After all, it’s more difficult and miserable than this. There are so many battles. I think they almost couldn’t resist an ordinary paradox and suffered heavy losses.
Now? There are returned overseas students, these reinforcements and magic drugs have been fighting for two or three hours, and their personnel are just a few sacrifices and dozens of injuries.
But also cling to the line of defense and never let the paradox cross.
In this way, the night watchman is not proud-it is worthy of praise if the record is miserable enough before.
At the same time, the distant white bear country is not so far away, and the spray countries are the mysterious forces of their respective countries, resisting the disaster of the mysterious world.
The awakening of the white bear country shouted "Ula", which was much more fierce than that of the sunset country.
At one time, I caught a huge paradox and slammed it.
Returned students who are relatively weak in the spray country can’t pull up-they buy less medicine and have to dispatch troops from the Torch Town Branch to send more regular teams to help the spray country defend.
And its various places are fighting fiercely behind the scenes in front of people.
There are strong and weak gates of paradox, as well as early and late ones.
At sunset, the crack in the fog capital of the country appeared earlier. At this time, after more than ten rounds of fog breathing, it became stronger every time.
Boom!
The fog enveloped the last fall in the mysterious evil of Samsung.
The night watchman breathed a sigh of relief and couldn’t help but send out a few celebrations, but looking at the gloomy sky and the fog before him, he frowned and became more and more dignified.
"Is it not over yet?"
"It’s the thirteenth round, even if this mysterious door is very difficult and the crack is very big, it’s almost over."
"It’s probably just a round. Let’s stick to it for a while."
At this time, the fourteenth round of evil tide has not yet appeared, and the night watchman feels glad to have enough time to rest.
However, with the fog and fog lingering and the tide never appearing, the strength has recovered a little, and the face of the high-level people has become heavier.
The heavy heart is more like a heavy pressure.
This round of waiting time is longer than the previous fog breathing interval, and when many night watchmans lose patience, the fog surges … here it comes!
The wind roared.
Slowly floating, the fog surged violently, shrinking one by one.
Stretch, shrink, shrink, shrink-
It seems that the gray tide surges back and forth, and through the misty fog, you can vaguely see a gray world where there are dead, broken and dark, and black and white, and there are several terrible monsters rushing forward to squeeze together.
It’s like a person looking into a well with pale arms and ferocious faces to squeeze in and rush out.
Outside the well without fracture
The mysterious boundary gate of Wudu is compressed to the extreme, and the crack suddenly becomes big and explodes.
As soon as the fog explodes!