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

"Yes... I don't deny that, perhaps, I will let many people down," Liu Ji smiled, "but if I don't do this, I will let more people down..."

"You won't be worthy of anyone if you do this, but it will only show your stupidity," Tulin said, holding a long knife, and walked slowly towards Liu Ji.

Finally, he stopped in front of Liu Ji and put the long knife on Liu Ji's neck.

"Although you have always refused to drink with me, I actually like you as a person," Tulin said softly, "but I'm sorry, let this farce end."

As he said that, he waved his hand and slashed Liu Ji's neck with a sword.

However, the sharp edge of the long sword, as if it was chopped on steel, bounced off Liu Ji's neck with a clang.

Tulin looked at Liu Ji in astonishment, as if he was looking at something incomprehensible.

Liu Ji looked at him calmly and said, "You don't think that at this point, I'm still going to move forward with passion and momentum, do you?"

The pitch-black long knife instantly disintegrated from Turin's hand and re-condensed in Liu Ji's hand.

Then.

At a speed that Turin could not tell, the long knife pierced his chest.

The divine power that protected his body was easily pierced through, and with one knife, it directly pierced the origin of his soul.

Puff...

A mouthful of blood spit out from Turin's mouth. He looked at the knife and then at Liu Ji, with endless confusion and disbelief between his eyebrows.

"You are attracted by this knife, aren't you?" Liu Ji said softly, "Have you never thought about why it is here? A divine weapon from the upper world, who do you think it originally belongs to..."

Turin's eyes trembled, he seemed to have thought of something, but he didn't dare to say it out loud.

Because he knew that it was almost impossible to happen...

But.

Liu Ji still spoke.

"Sheepdog, don't expect to participate in the rancher's game."

Tulin knelt slowly on the ground after pulling out his long knife.

He stared blankly ahead, unable to figure out what was going on in his mind.

The group of dragons...

How dare they?

Why?

They...

Liu Ji passed by his side.

At this moment, Tulin spoke.

"You still can't win..."

His voice was extremely weak, but it was still clear in this empty space.

"This is God's after all..."

Before he finished speaking, his body had turned into a withered light spot, drifting away with the wind.

"I have never liked you," Liu Ji said softly, "I am really glad for this, otherwise, I might be more uncomfortable now..."

Liu Ji looked at himself, waved his hand, and found a set of pure white casual clothes to put on.

At this point, the armor plates he was facing could not provide any protection, so in this case, light casual clothes were enough.

With a wave of his hand, the door leading to the outside opened.

Then, he walked out.

Looking up, there were countless familiar faces.

They stood in the empty space. When they saw Liu Ji appear, most of them first showed a relieved look, but then, almost everyone looked at him with extremely complicated expressions.

Liu Ji's eyes swept around, but he didn't see the figure he wanted to see the most.

His heart tightened immediately, and he subconsciously wanted to ask.

But, when the words came to his lips, he swallowed them back into his stomach.

Holding the knife, he said nothing and walked forward silently.

Mo Wente looked at the knife in Liu Ji's hand, opened his mouth, but in the end he didn't ask anything.

Osa seemed to want to say something, but raised his hand, and finally scratched his head with that hand, without saying anything.

Anwada looked at him, smiled slightly, and didn't speak.

Majina looked at him, frowned slightly, and thought about something.

Snow sat cross-legged a little further away, looking at him with a complicated expression.

Liu Ji walked past the crowd that was watching him, and finally, he stopped in front of Lim and asked, "Do you have anything to say to me?"

Lim smiled slightly, saluted Liu Ji, and said, "I wish you good luck in military affairs."

"Oh, then, I'll borrow your good words," Liu Ji smiled, and then took a step and walked towards the empty road ahead. Finally, his figure disappeared in the invisible waves.

The crowd was silent for a long time, and finally, everyone's eyes were cast on Lim.

They all knew that if there was anyone present who knew something, it must be only him...

Lim looked at them, but only replied with a faint smile.

"Let's go back," he said with a smile, "I want to eat grilled pork chops."

However, no one replied to him, and everyone was obviously unwilling to be sent away like this.

At this time, Majina came forward, stood in front of Lim, looked him straight in the eyes, and asked, "What does a ranch mean?"

Lim looked up at her, was silent for a moment, and asked, "Do you really want to know?"

Everyone looked at each other, and finally came over.

Although they didn't say anything, Lim understood their attitude without saying anything.

Besides, what difference does it make to say it or not at this point?

"Ha, then, let me tell you," Lim said with a smile, "tell me how fucked up this damn world is..."

0 I 309. Decisive battle and?

Frozen ground.

Looking at the world that had turned into death in the darkness, and the red moon in the bright sky, Liu Ji sighed softly.

Finally, he reached the last step.

However, the situation was more disturbing than he had imagined.

This feeling of weakness made people feel insecure from the bottom of their hearts.

However, he also felt more and more what it meant to be helpless.

Looking at the long knife in his hand, feeling the power flowing from it to himself, Liu Ji couldn't help but hold it tighter.

At this point, it's not hard to guess.

The owner of this knife is actually the boss mentioned by the Black Dragon King.

And he is also the one who helped Liu Ji pick the sun and moon from the sky...

Yes, Liu Ji has seen him.

At least in a sense.

In the desolate void, Liu Ji heard his voice.

He also told Liu Ji everything he needed to fulfill Liu Ji's wish.

And...

That slim possibility.

The heroes that Liu Ji foresaw in the last world were really great. Their efforts achieved the first breakthrough, allowing Liu Ji to successfully escape with the core of the world.

This incident was also the opportunity for the Dragon God to notice him. From the moment he foresaw this incident, the Dragon God began to arrange all these things.

However, he didn't know how far Liu Ji could go.

Liu Ji did guess some things very accurately.

For example, letting the core of the world devour the artifact of creation is indeed a move that is enough to break the status quo.

But it is not completely accurate.

In his opinion, this is the best strategy for becoming stronger that he can imagine.

But the result will not make Liu Ji stronger. On the contrary, it will condense Liu Ji's godhood. At the same time, it will make Liu Ji lose all the power given by the core of the world, but will make his combat power become like that of a mortal.

Indeed, if he can survive and have the godhood, as long as he finds a way to cultivate his own world, collect faith, and condense divine power, he can at least stand on the same track as the real master of this world.

But obviously, the other party will not tolerate this happening.

Just like the other party did not allow them to steal the core of the world at the beginning.

Liu Ji looked up at the sky.

The scene in his memory appeared again.

A golden crack split open in the sky, and the nightmare-like army in his memory emerged from the crack.

They were covered in golden light, with golden wings on their backs, and golden-red cloaks fluttering behind them, solemn and dignified, just like angels in mythology...

Seeing them again, Liu Ji had a subtle feeling.

He suddenly felt that everyone here seemed to have the same strength as the tyrant.

Or maybe they were originally the same type of thing?

Who knows.

Liu Ji's grip on the knife tightened a little more.

He knew very well that the so-called immortal curse was meaningless against these guys, and all the heroes in the previous world died at their hands.

He also knew very well that he, who had lost his power, was like a pebble hitting a rock by relying on himself to fight these guys.

No, even if he had not lost those powers, he would still be a mantis trying to stop a chariot if he wanted to fight these guys.

As I said before, at this point, he could no longer rely on himself.

The golden heavenly soldier raised the spear in his hand and threw it at him like lightning.

The next second, Liu Ji's body moved, and he felt a flash in front of his eyes. The heavenly soldier who threw the spear had been beheaded in front of him.

"So fast..."

This was Liu Ji's only thought.

The speed was so fast that he could hardly understand it, as if it was shorter than the smallest unit of time.

Before he could experience the aftereffects of this attack, the scene in front of him began to flash again.

The scene of countless heavenly soldiers' bodies being chopped and cut off flashed in front of his eyes like a video clip played by frames, and the dark long knife controlled his body like a cross of a string.

Gradually, Liu Ji closed his eyes.

He felt this power, experienced its use, and tried to cater to it, giving himself to it as much as possible, making himself faster and faster...

I don't know how long it took, when he opened his eyes again, he only saw golden blood splashing around him, and countless corpses slowly turned into ice and fell from the sky.

He raised his head unconsciously and looked into the crack.

Then, he saw a huge pupil staring at him.

Liu Ji smiled.

"Finally I see you..."

After saying this, Liu Ji rushed into the crack without hesitation.

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