An evolutionary game starting from Suolongjing.

Chapter 654: If Heaven had not given me life, the world would be dark forever
"Giggle!"

"Boom boom boom!"

The former was the sound caused by the flesh connected to the spine being torn apart by external force, and the tendons and bones being broken by the huge force; while the latter was the sound caused by the violent struggle of the behemoth Bishi under the river.

There is a question that Zhang Ke has never been able to understand.

This was not the first time he had created a trophy like the Divine Scorpion.

But compared to the necessary needs of humans and spinal life for the middle-bone dragon, there is not much effect on the gods.

For example, if the same thing happened to a spinal cord, not to mention being uprooted, even a simple touch or movement would cause permanent paralysis.

But for these gods, let alone paralysis, even pulling out the entire divine scorpion would not have too serious an impact on them.

Although it is impossible to launch a violent attack like when it is intact, simple actions will not be greatly affected.

Especially the one under Zhang Ke's feet:

At a moment when his entire spine was gradually pulled out of the flesh and blood by Zhang Ke, and when he was missing his most important arms and only had his legs intact and could only swing like a fish splashing in the water, he was still able to turn this river, which could be called an ocean in other worlds, upside down.

This vitality alone is worthy of praise!

Of course, this was just a tiny bit of Zhang Ke's divergent thoughts when he was concentrating on obtaining this magical scorpion.

When a clear "pop!" sound like opening a bottle was heard from under him, Zhang Ke's body was shaken unexpectedly for a moment as he lost his ability to resist.

The moment he steadied himself, the scattered thoughts in his mind also disappeared.

Although it is said that Bishi is an ancient god who holds the power over death, his incomplete appearance and the black water flowing with a fishy and unpleasant smell like the River Styx make people feel repulsed from the visual perspective.

But what surprised Zhang Ke was that this part of his scorpion was exceptionally clean!

There are no shreds of meat, no tendons, and no sticky, unsightly stuff!

The whole body is as black as ink jade, the edges of the bones are round and smooth, and the bright light radiating from the inside out exudes a bewitching beauty like a treasure handed down from generation to generation.

"That's it?"

Zhang Ke grabbed the scorpion and swung it, then casually stuck it into the riverbank beside him, and then rinsed his hands in the muddy river in disgust.

That's the annoying thing about these relics of the gods.

After being separated from the main body, it will possess superficial and mechanical intelligence like a living thing, and instinctively seek opportunities to shine.

Of course, this so-called luminescence and heat generation is not used as basic material by humans, but an attempt to merge with living things to live another life.

This is what is called taking over another's body!

Of course, perhaps the gods themselves would not bother to instigate the existence of a mortal or a lowly life form, but the instinct of the gods' relics would prompt all of this to happen. More importantly, lower life forms could not resist the accumulation of years in the relics of the gods.

When the memories of tens of millions of years are accumulated in a short-lived insect-jackal that only lives for a few decades and does not die suddenly, success or failure is already clear.

Of course, if there is an adventure or confidence, that would be another result.
Zhang Ke is naturally the weaker party in the analogy with the corpse, but what he carries on his body cannot be tempted by this incomplete concept of death.

As for collecting, Emperor You is no longer the same as before.

He is no longer the country bumpkin who would greedily collect gold and silver and store them in his seal.
"Boom!"

When the broken, serrated tip of the knife pierced into the body of Jubi's corpse like cutting a dead pig on a chopping board, the shadow of a roaring tiger seemed to flash on the bright silver broken knife.

Hearing the tiger's roar, the Jubi corpse, which had already passed its last breath and was preparing to face death, began to struggle frantically again. The force was even three times stronger than when Zhang Ke disassembled the divine scorpion. He was even almost let the thing escape from his grip by mistake.

But immediately afterwards, all six arms were used together, as if cast in alloy, and the huge arms like mountains fixed it firmly in place.

As dark red blood streaked along the broken knife's handle, the corpse's ferocious struggle was fading at a speed visible to the naked eye.

At the same time, he who had been a spectator from the beginning to the end, driving the Shebi Corpse in his rotten realm, watching the scene of men on top of men in the river, his throat slid with difficulty.

He certainly had no misunderstanding.

But you won’t be wrong.

The ancient evil soldier who once harmed countless ancient gods in the wilderness and made all the saints tremble with fear has appeared again!

Even though, many beings already knew before this, what fell into Zhang Ke's hands was not only Xingtian's Ganqi suit, but also Chiyou's famous weapon - Hupo!
But rumors are never as shocking as seeing it with your own eyes.

Watching his old friend, who had been with him for countless years, being stabbed by a broken knife, and witnessing with his own eyes the other's flesh, magic power, soul, and even everything being chewed up by the greedy tiger, even Shebi Shi, who was used to seeing the vicissitudes of life, couldn't help but feel a chill!
He couldn't imagine how much pain the corpse must be going through in this scene of being tortured to death.

But the only thing we know is that when Hu Po was pulled out from the pile of abandoned ashes with a burp, there was no trace of Shebi Shi within the range of Zhang Ke's spiritual consciousness.

"Run away now?"

In an instant, he appeared near the original battlefield and used Tiger Soul to cut off the figure that blocked out the sky. Looking at the ancient god's body that seemed to disappear like a bubble, and the authority that quickly dissipated, Zhang Ke raised his eyebrows in surprise.

You came together to cause trouble, but you just abandon your companion's ashes without even getting hurt. Is this really moral?

Yes, Zhang Ke did not deny that the existence of Shebi Shi did give him a lot of help. The blood progress that was temporarily raised to 17.3 during the entire battle was the main factor that enabled him to suppress Shebi Shi so easily and even kill the opponent with a knife after abandoning his weapon.

This is enough to prove that Shebisi did not have any evil intentions towards him.

At least it’s not the kind that involves fighting and killing!
But as the best assist, it was a bit unkind of him not to thank him personally after the battle.

Of course, he was definitely not feeling sorry for the thousand years of life (in later times) that were sucked away by the Shebi Corpse during this period, he was just expressing his sincere gratitude.
[Instance report: You killed Jubishi - the god of death and fate (concept endowment/temporary body)

Based on the weight of the authority of the corpse in the current instance (1/3 death; 1/2 destination), your reputation has been increased accordingly. Your prestige in the Northern Mountains has been greatly improved. The human race in the current area has learned about your legend. Your progress in the Northern Mountains has increased by 30.7%. The overall progress of the human race is 10.9%.
Based on Jubishi's death and the brutal way of slaughter, your impression among the gods has dropped significantly. You have been marked by the gods of Savage (Reprint) Day and Night War. The relevant hatred level has increased, the index range has increased, and the difficulty of the dungeon has increased moderately.

Based on the character's legend, you gain a little legendary degree. You get the title of Pioneer - Spark (Gold/Legendary Quality/Growable)
Pioneers - Sparks

Type: Legendary title of the god / permanent / unique
Quality: gold
Related description: From the first sprout of life between heaven and earth, to the battle of gods in the wilderness, to the first upright walking of human beings, you have experienced a lot. Years change, nights are long, and young humans are always active at the bottom of the food chain with their vigorous reproductive power.

The first son of the tribe bravely took the first step into the wilderness, and his astonishing feat of killing gods ignited the first bonfire in this long night.

Start your great legend now!

If you had not been born, the world would have been in darkness forever!

Effect: When you are facing a creature of divinity/authority, you will gain an additional +1 mental deterrence (brutal/brutal). When you are fighting a god, depending on the number of enemies and the suppressing effect of the authority-like aura, you can get a 10%~50% reduction in negative effects and an additional +1% temporary gain in all attributes.

The related buff effect fluctuates based on the number of gods absorbed by the title, but ultimately cannot exceed 100% of the basic attributes (without buff) of the entity.
You automatically gain the respect and favor of the human race, and receive the greatest possible help without damaging the potential of the human race. You have the power to command the human race, and your words always make people feel warm and more likely to be believed.

For humanoid life and humanoid life, the above effects are discounted by 70%, but the initial favorability is fixed at friendly.

Spark additional effect: Your image is more easily known by highly inspired human individuals who are in distress and despair!
ps: Due to the special nature of the current instance, players cannot obtain loot. Appropriate channels have been matched to distribute rewards to players, and the game will take back the corpse of the dead god to avoid affecting the normal progress of the instance.】

The prompt message from the game arrived unexpectedly late.

As Shebi's corpse walked away, as Zhang Ke's excited blood gradually subsided and his life, which had been forced to grow, returned to its body, dense information appeared on his retina.

At the same time, thousands of golden lights suddenly burst out from Zhang Ke's body.

The Human King suit that he had forgotten and disliked to use suddenly appeared out of thin air and was put on Zhang Ke's body. The air suddenly spread with strong darkness and crazy malice. The earth that had already been crushed by the two giant gods instantly became riddled with holes under this deep darkness.

It was as if a swarm of locusts had passed through, leaving dense teeth marks on the surface of everything.

But these greedy and terrifying auras did not harm Zhang Ke.

After a moment of expansion, all the evil thoughts were retracted and transformed into pairs of arms.

Some of them were incomplete, some were stained with blood, some were as skinny as firewood, and some had plump and tender little hands as white as jade. They gently fell on the armor and used their nails, flesh and bones to stroke the parts of the armor that had not been filled.

He could clearly feel the strength of those palms gradually increasing, but it was not enough to hurt Zhang Ke through the armor.

Just like a moth to a flame, it rubbed against each other until the first crisp sound of breakage rang in his ears, followed by a dense stream of breaking sounds.

Those hands and arms were carving on the metal armor with their broken, bleeding limbs.

The armor that was so great that it was difficult to leave marks on its surface was now scratched by these tiny and weak hands, leaving shallow marks. The messy scratches and the intaglio marks filled with blood showed simple and bright smiles.

With the concerted efforts of these "craftsmen", this unfinished armor that Zhang Ke had forgotten for a long time is being completed rapidly.

The armor that once provided little defense against greatness is rapidly becoming thicker, stronger, and more unbreakable as it is filled with countless vague smiles.

In fact, to the outside world, this sudden darkness came and went quickly.

In just the time it takes an ordinary person to drink a glass of warm water, the darkness that almost enveloped Zhang Ke's entire body had faded for the most part, leaving only a few relatively intact limbs that were still grinding their own remains in order to leave clearer marks on the armor.

Zhang Ke, who usually had little patience, waited particularly calmly this time for these "craftsmen" to fill in the gaps. In silence, he watched the last arm carve out a vague shape of a woman with a charming smile on his chest.

Compared to other "craftsmen" who only left their faces, it is greedy.

It greedily tried to permanently engrave the image of a woman on Zhang Ke's body, trying to make his existence eternal and immortal, but unfortunately, it only had one forearm. Even if it had been delayed as much as possible and the depth reduced as much as possible, that broken body could not support its grand ambitions.

Finally, when the last trace of evil thoughts entangled with the flesh and blood disappeared, the remaining bones quickly turned into dust and were blown away by the cold wind in the sky.

At this moment, whether it was Zhang Ke or the many eyes that had been focused on him inside and outside the copy, everyone fell into deathly silence.

Anyone can see that this is a reward from the destiny of the human race. It is different from the human kings of previous generations and is a segmented reward given after communication with the game.

And this reward is not much.

It was only with great difficulty that this Human King Armor was welcomed in from outside the great threshold. After everything was over, it was still a semi-finished product and still had a long way to go before it could catch up with similar works.

But, if possible, they would rather it not be so realistic.

Human beings are sentimental by nature. Their strong emotions and exaggerated reproductive ability make them destined to become the most important component of the world from the moment they appear.

The heaven and earth need their ability to cultivate true spirits, the gods need their faith, and all things rely on them to piece together their ecosystem.

But rich emotions are also a double-edged sword. Polemic, irritability, greed, lust, and endless desires make the human race constantly hurt itself, and inflated ideas make war eternal from the moment the human race appeared.

The unwilling resistance gradually expanded from their own kind to all things. They, who were once at the bottom of the food chain, began to set their sights on the top of their heads.

The situation in the outside world might be better. After all, barbarism, selfishness and other qualities had long been injected into human bodies by the gods when they were in their infancy.

But the wilderness is different from Kyushu.

Inherited from generation to generation, and heroes one after another, there were many provocations from brave men long before Suiren, and the emergence of the Three Sovereigns and Five Emperors was more like a dying struggle of the human race that had accumulated its heritage over countless years.

Among countless possibilities, the barbaric human race won!

Thus, there was the song of man conquering nature and the declaration of "Are there any kings, princes, generals or ministers who are born with a different species?"

But the prosperity of the living cannot be shared with the dead. Even though subsequent humans have researched incense, ancestral gods and sacrificial procedures, only a few people can get such opportunities.

The power of faith and emotion can only be effective when gathered together; sporadic incense can only barely maintain the immortality of the soul.

What's more, with the passing of generations, there are always people who are forgotten, and some ordinary people are never remembered.

In this way, when these malicious people immersed in despair and resentment found a channel of comfort, and when the destined chosen one was still a naughty child with strong empathy. Even if the figure at the moment was still keeping his head down and silent.

But in the expectation of many people, a more violent and cruel cloud has gradually enveloped this world.
(End of this chapter)