About the story of a brave man being a potato for a thousand years and then the world was destroyed

Liu Ji was startled and instantly retracted his vision.

Before he retracted it, he noticed a sight for a moment.

That was the sight of the Seventh King Rider.

The other party was sitting firmly in the spiral fortress, and his sight penetrated through the many barriers and pierced him directly.

"Damn it, can this be discovered..." Liu Ji's heart tightened.

He just wanted to move, but he only felt a flash of black light, and the next moment, Liu Ji's consciousness returned directly to his body.

"Fuck..." Liu Ji supported his knees and panted heavily.

"Huh? You're back?" Ya Yin, who was holding a book and keeping watch, raised her head and looked at Liu Ji in surprise, "What's wrong? You look a little pale..."

"Ha, I accidentally got noticed by the Seventh King Rider..." Liu Ji swallowed his saliva.

Moreover, he could feel that the little man he had separated, the size of a palm, had completely disappeared from this world.

This feeling was not unheard of before, the strange slash of the Eleventh King Rider could achieve a similar effect.

But this time, the opponent was too neat. Before he could react, the clone was killed instantly.

"I say, the strength of the king cavalry will not increase with the number, right?" Liu Ji turned his head and asked.

"It's not quite accurate to say that. After all, their abilities are very special, and it's hard to judge their strength. However..." Ya Yin hesitated for a moment, and still said, "If we only look at the known information, it is true that in most cases, the higher the number of the king cavalry, the more difficult it is to deal with."

"Well..." Liu Ji hugged his arms and tapped his arm with his index finger.

To be honest, since he tricked the ninth king cavalry and successfully killed her, he felt a little bit floating in his heart.

After all, it was different from the difficult victory against the eleventh king cavalry.

This time, he won very neatly, and he achieved a single kill by his own strength.

Because of this, he couldn't help but have a little self-confidence.

Now it seems that he may be happy a little too early.

However, it doesn't mean that he has to be timid now.

Liu Ji took out the intelligence sheet Turin gave him again and read it carefully.

Soon, he noticed the details he needed.

It said:

"A user of space ability, the space can be annihilated wherever the sword passes, never collide with his blade head-on... Having said that, that guy is the most superior swordsman I have ever seen in my life, it is not easy to avoid his blade, and he has completely integrated the space ability into his body instinct. Although he rarely uses the ability to distort space to change his moves, when fighting with all his strength, his attack and dodge speed will be far beyond common sense. Even the top fighters cannot judge his next move with the naked eye when fighting with him. If there is no suitable countermeasure, it is recommended to give up observing with the eyes and fight purely by intuition."

Hmm.

Detailed enough.

It's killing me.

Before, the eleventh king knight seemed to have to use some skills to cut parallel slashes to tear the space, but this guy is so good, just a casual slash can create a space rift, right?

A top-level space warrior, and also a top-level swordsman...

What the hell.

The brother in the next fortress could actually stop him?

Are these people still human?

"No, I have to go again," Liu Ji said, and split another group of clones, "That guy is too dangerous, we have to let those kids come back quickly."

Then, Liu Ji didn't even have time to explain to Ya Yin, put away the white paper, and directly projected his consciousness into his trumpet, and got into the wall next to him.

With the experience of the first time, he hurried a lot faster this time.

In just one hour, when the sun just rose and the first ray of sunlight appeared on the horizon, he once again felt the faint information from the potatoes from the blood connection.

"Three to one."

"No."

"Bar!"

"Win!"

Well, very good, still rubbing.

Liu Ji hurriedly sent a message to them, wanting them to leave quickly.

However, it was not known whether the distance was still too far or the other party was too close to the Tyrant's nest and was affected by something, so the information could not be transmitted.

In desperation, Liu Ji could only continue to move forward, hoping that the gang would receive his message when the distance was closer.

However, just a few minutes later, suddenly, the content of the weak information he received changed.

This time the content was very mixed and still very weak, as if seven people suddenly started whispering together, and he couldn't even distinguish the valuable content.

But he could know that the gang seemed to be planning to act.

"Damn it, stop it! Such a big boss is squatting, don't send it to me!" Liu Ji became more and more anxious, and he didn't care about hiding, and went straight along the surface at full speed.

However, just a few seconds after walking, he suddenly heard a chaotic noise coming from a distance.

Looking up, he saw countless flying dragons circling and gathering in the sky not far away, and a large number of battle flags were fluttering below them.

There is no doubt that this is the scene of the Tyrant's troops gathering.

"So early? Another feint attack?" Liu Ji was stunned.

But then he suddenly realized that this place was actually quite far from the fortress. Even for the tyrant's troops, it would take a long time to assemble and march there. It might be just right to assemble at this point...

That's right.

It was really outrageous.

I have never heard of anyone fighting like this. Every day, just like going to work, gathering at a certain time, running a long way to charge, and then running back thousands of miles, waiting for the next day.

Although the purpose is to harass the enemy army and constantly put pressure on the enemy and accumulate fatigue, if it is an ordinary army, others will be fine, but they will be exhausted first, and their morale will have been exhausted.

Probably only the Tyrant Army, a group of tool talents, will run long distances every day without regrets just to harass the enemy for a few hours.

However, Liu Ji now understands why the kids suddenly moved just now. No wonder they were playing mahjong and landlords before, and they were waiting for this.

And...

For this kind of attack, it seems that the King Cavalry has to go too?

After all, the opponent has a warrior who can match him. If he doesn't go, then what awaits these soldiers will only be a massacre.

Although the Tyrant Army has always treated people below the Front Cavalry as human beings, Liu Ji doesn't believe that if such a large group of troops are all gone, it will be no loss for them.

Thinking of this, Liu Ji suddenly became restless.

The last time he raided a house, he had a great time. He didn't have a magic space at that time, and what he raided was just a spiral doghouse.

It felt like the spiral doghouse where the main force was not there was at most a sentry post or something like that. This time, what he had in front of him was a real local main force base.

Now that the opponents had all left, wouldn't it be a pity if he didn't sneak in to get something?

Well...

It can be considered.

But the most urgent thing is to find those kids first.

As Liu Ji got closer and closer to his destination, he could finally distinguish a few words from the noise of the kids again.

"...What is that..."

"I don't know...looking for food..."

"Well, go around..."

"After a while...kill..."

"No! We've been discovered..."

Liu Ji was shocked.

Were we discovered? Discovered by what?

Damn, they haven't sneaked in, have they?

Kill? What are they going to kill?

Just as Liu Ji was trying to concentrate and listen more clearly, he suddenly felt a huge noise coming from above his head.

That was the sound of the Tyrant Army stepping over the ground above his head.

"Damn it, why is it now!" Liu Ji cursed in his heart, speeding up and praying constantly, "You little bastards, don't let anything happen to you!"

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"Swish!"

The heavy sword slashed, and the black lines cut through the space.

The warrior in pure white armor was cut off by the lazy waist, and he knelt on the ground without even making a sound, and died on the spot.

Yuan held the heavy sword and looked at the man in front of him, frowning, wondering: "Strange, no resurrection?"

"Isn't it the kind that can be resurrected?" A potato boy asked.

"No, isn't it the kind that wears white that can be resurrected?" Another potato boy asked in confusion.

"Is he pretending to be dead?" Another potato boy asked.

"Pretending to be dead while being split in half? That's too much, isn't it?" a potato boy exclaimed.

"Then, what should we do? How about burying it?" a potato boy suggested.

"Bury it," Yuan nodded, "to avoid any mistakes."

Then, they buried this guy.

Buried in the soil at the door, turned into nutrients, and returned to the embrace of nature like the countless creatures in this world.

It's just faster.

Not even a bone residue was left in a few seconds.

"I thought there was no one here after they left, but I didn't expect there was still someone here," a potato boy said while wiping his mouth.

"Generally, they will leave someone to guard the house," another potato boy said, "Anyway, just bury it if you meet it, it's not a big problem."

"Indeed," the potato boy holding a stick nodded.

After discussing, the potatoes formed a team and followed the original path back to the interior of the high tower fortress.

Yes, they have already entered the interior of the high tower-shaped mobile fortress.

It's not that they have mastered any special infiltration skills, but for them, mud is just like air, which does not hinder their actions. There is a long tunnel in the underground part of the fortress that leads directly to the underground of the spiral doghouse under construction next to it. After they get into this tunnel, they can directly enter the fortress along the tunnel.

And the white guy just now was encountered at the door, and they buried him in the tunnel.

After burying him, the potatoes got in again from the door just now.

"Speaking of which, do you smell it? It smells so good..." a potato boy muttered.

"Indeed," the potato boy with a stick nodded.

"Well, it feels a little higher, but it looks like the road here is very round," said another potato boy.

"How about we go in a straight line?" Another potato boy suggested.

"No, forget it, it would be bad if it triggers some alarm," Yuan shook his head, "Anyway, just follow the smell, you can always find it."

"That's right," a potato boy nodded.

The interior structure of the mobile fortress was very plain, with gray walls and floors, and it was hard to tell what material it was made of. It looked like neither stone nor wood, nor metal or rubber.

There were no lights on, and the road was very dark, but it didn't make much of a difference to the Potato Boys, as they didn't rely on their eyes to see.

For example, just now, they met a man in white armor.

The other party didn't see them at all, but they sensed it in advance.

Yuan wasted no time and chopped him to death with a knife. A group of potatoes dragged him out and buried him on the spot.

Then when he came back, he found another man in white armor standing at the bloodstain where he had just killed someone.