big brain explosion

Chapter 263 Unsolved Pursuit
Everyone couldn't help but feel palpitations seeing the monk's inability to resist.

Everyone can see now that this spoon ignores all defenses, and no one can stop it the moment it falls.

Every time it falls, it will leave a bruise on the monk.

This level of damage seems insignificant, even mortals can accept it, but if it adds up, it is quite terrifying.

Especially when even healing is ineffective, it means that these minor traumas will become more serious and worse, and eventually threaten life.

Although this process will be very long, it may take hundreds of millions or even billions of taps.

But there is no doubt that hundreds of millions of minor injuries will eventually kill this monk alive.

"Impossible, right? It doesn't have mana at all, what is driving it?" an immortal asked inexplicably.

No one can answer it. Everyone is a person with excellent eyesight and strong senses. It can be seen that the spoon is moving out of thin air.

At this moment, Bai Ge arrived.

He teleported to the scene, Gu Yu and others hurriedly lowered their heads and said, "Bai Di!"

"Well... I know everything." Bai Ge stared at the spoon, hitting the monk again and again.

I immediately confirmed in my heart: "It must be a containment object."

I saw that he also tried restraining it with a unified force field, and there was no doubt that the spoon was still hitting the target unswervingly.

The face, the head, the shoulders, the chest, the vest, the arms, everything can be hit.

The monk twisted his body, trying to avoid vulnerable places.

When he saw Baige coming, his eyes were full of hope again: "Baidi! Help me!"

Bai Ge asked: "How can you be sure it won't stop? Could it talk and tell you that it must knock you to death?"

The cultivator yelled while carrying the percussion: "That's what it feels like! It's giving me despair! It's torturing me! It's just trying to kill me bit by bit with negligible damage... slowly Knock to death!"

Bai Ge murmured, and thought to himself: Does it still bring psychological oppression...

Seeing the monk Xiyi's eyes, Bai Ge thought for a while, and directly took the spoon into his head.

"Parse it, Bell!"

However, in the next second, the spoon that appeared out of nowhere hit the monk's head again.

"Ah! It's useless, Baidi!" The monk couldn't laugh or cry, he felt that he had committed a crime in his previous life.

"Boom!"

"What the hell is this...why did it hit me...who am I?"

"Boom!"

"Why... why! Why me?"

"Boom!"

"Stop knocking! Stop knocking!"

The cultivator yelled for a while, then suddenly roared: "Soldiers!"

I saw him abandoning his physical body on the spot, and a spirit flew out, this time he didn't spit it out, but directly broke through the sea of ​​energy.

This meant that he could never go back, and it was a helpless move. He had had enough.

Thinking that he would not be able to clean up in the future, but could only be smashed to pieces, his face was disfigured, and his life was beyond love, so he felt so hard that he gave up his body altogether.

"I'm no longer a fairy!" He had just yelled out when he heard that nightmarish voice.

"Bang!"

"Ahhhh!"

I don't know how abominable this spoon is, even if he only has his soul left, he was still hit hard in the next second.

It is impossible to hide the past because of the military solution, and the spoon falls tirelessly.

That voice was like a death knell, reminding him second by second: never die!

What's more, the pain of the soul is even more unbearable, after only a few hits, he will not be able to stand it anymore.

At this moment, he was extremely regretful, and felt that it would be better to use his body to resist. After all, he was a cultivator with rough skin and thick flesh, full of energy and spirit, and the physical torture was actually completely tolerable.

But now it's good, the primordial spirit is knocked, and even a little pain will be sensitively magnified to the extreme.

Because the soul does not have the ultimate self-protection of the brain, and the pain is not felt through the secretion of hormones. As long as it is pain, it hurts so much that you want to die.

Obviously, every tap of the spoon must be painful.

"Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh!" The cultivator Yuanshen fled here and there, being chased by the spoon and hammered.

Every time he falls, it takes at most one second, no matter how he flies, his ghost will linger!
There were hundreds of onlookers watching the monks, and their hearts were filled with fear.

Originally, the physical body could last for decades, but now it is good, the soul may not be able to last for a year.

"Tsk tsk..." At the same time, Bai Ge had already understood the characteristics of the spoon.

At this moment, there is a spoon in his mind, which he took in.

But it's useless, in the real world, there is still a spoon, persevering, knocking that person to death in a leisurely manner.

Bell said: "According to its characteristics, the beating of this spoon is force majeure, and it cannot be stopped no matter what."

"Once it selects it as a target, it will not stop dying, and persevere in hitting the opponent until it dies!"

"Whether it's escaping at the speed of light, or teleportation, or time-space transfer, even if it's a difference in dimension, a dimension jump...it will always chase after it, appear beside the target, and perform an irresistible beating!"

"Its knock is an absolute damage that ignores defense, and it cannot be cured. According to the target's ability to withstand, its damage will also increase in proportion. In short, it will definitely hurt the target, but it will not hurt very much. It must hurt the target But it is not very hurt. Under the slow and long attack, let the target move towards death at a 'creeping' speed."

"No matter how durable the target is, no matter how tenacious the target's vitality is... If one year is not enough, it will be ten years, and if ten years is not enough, it will be a hundred years. Even if it is the end of the world, the target must be killed."

"The target who is hunted down infinitely will feel its despair, the kind of despair that is not too much every time, but persevering, persistent despair. The psychological pressure felt by the target is a kind of ruthless malice. Deathly malice."

Bai Ge suddenly sucked in a breath of cold air.

This containment was the most useless thing he had ever seen, but it was also extremely terrifying.

"Master, this thing is a perpetual motion machine. If you add a mechanical arm to it and connect it with a mechanical work system, its swing can do infinite work and drive the machine..." Bell said.

"It's a ghost!"

Bell said: "Because it must catch up with the target within one second, if the person being hunted runs away at sub-light speed, it will chase at a faster sub-light speed. And because it will never stop, so even if it is connected to A heavy object must be able to drag the heavy object to the place where the person being hunted... In other words, it is a 'horse' that ignores energy consumption and moving mass. This 'horse' can theoretically drag the object at the speed of light carriage……"

Bai Ge said speechlessly: "We can all jump, what's the use of traveling at the speed of light..."

Bell said: "Yes, I have tried my best to consider its use, but it seems to be useless... After all, we are not the weak ones we were in the beginning, and the contained objects will definitely do more harm than good to us."

"You said it can even ignore dimension pursuit, but why did the second one appear after I took it into my mind?" Bai Ge asked.

Bell said: "In fact, it can also be destroyed, because it is force majeure only during the knocking process. After knocking once, it can be destroyed when the distance is briefly pulled away. But it is useless, because the next knocking When you hit it, it will definitely reappear."

"It's not just an item, the spoon is a manifestation. Whether it exists in the world or not, it doesn't affect its effect. The target that is hunted down must die! This point, even if it is destined to be wiped out, it will not be destroyed. The phenomenon of 'spoon smacking' must be protected."

"Because the medium between brain hole and reality can only dominate you, the spoon cannot travel between the two places, so it is considered destroyed."

"Although it is not actually destroyed, but exists in the brain hole, but after all, the effect still has to persevere in hunting down, so the spoon will definitely be hunted down within the specified time. If it is really impossible to catch up, then There will be a second spoon hitting the target. The slowest, keep it once per second!"

Bai Ge sighed, this is simply unsolvable.

He can't stop dying, even if he dies, and the target must die.

Because of the specificity of the brain hole, there was an extra spoon in this containment.

"What are the conditions for it to choose a target?" Bai Ge asked.

Bell said: "Within a certain range, randomly, that is to say, whoever is unlucky around here deserves it..."

Bai Ge was startled suddenly, and looked up at the soul who was in pain, only to see that a small part of the monk's soul had been beaten to pieces.

The monk seemed to have collapsed, and at the same time his realm began to collapse, his mana surged abnormally, and his soul exploded in an instant.

"Not good! He blew himself up!"

This person was still insisting on it one second, but suddenly felt that he was dead the next second, and the self-explosion caught people off guard.

Thinking that if he was unlucky, he would be selected as the next target, Bai Ge, who was not confident about his luck, immediately hummed.

"BGM!" He suddenly turned on the BGM he got from Goethe. Its main function is to boost luck nine times.

However, almost at the same time, Bell said: "Master, don't do this!"

In the next second, with the blessing of nine times luck, a spoon hit Baige's head.

"Bang!"

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　ps: In fact, Bai Ge doesn't play BGM, so maybe he won't hit him.

　　
　
(End of this chapter)