You are too extreme

"Brother, I have stopped! But I can't control it! What is this! The rules of the main system cannot be modified, damn...it's over."

The anxious voice of the system elf kept ringing.

Al suddenly stopped struggling.

The wretchedness and arrogance disappeared from his eyes, replaced by a clear stupidity. Many plans became more and more vague, and even what to do later took a long time to think about.

A tear flowed from the corner of his eye, which was the wisdom he had lost.

Chapter 46 Suitable weapons

There is a gentle breeze and drizzle in the vast grassland.

Large herds of herbivorous animals play in the grass.

The three horses happily gnawed on the plants on the ground. The rain mixed with the tender grass made them very happy.

Dawei sat in the tent, staring at the distant scenery in a daze.

After being pulled into the question and answer space, he headed northwest.

I walked continuously for half a month.

During this period, no edited video appeared, and no strange eagle moved forward with anything.

Just a very boring and steady journey.

Along the way, we slept and ate in the open.

There was no conflict with any civilized race, but they killed a lot of animals to fill their stomachs.

As he walked, he came across endless reeds.

The grass here is softer than elsewhere, and there are more rivers and streams.

The trees are even denser. Compared to the prairie without trees, this place is full of animals and rivers.

Although Dawei has always claimed to be mentally retarded.

But I remember certain things very clearly.

GG’s war father once told him that the prairie people came from the large mountains in the north.

It was made by the gods from the water of the Golden Lake and the grass on the prairie.

The prairie is their father, and the Golden Lake is their mother.

The Golden Lake is a freshwater lake, but the size of this thing... is quite fantastic. Someone once rode a horse around the Golden Lake.

But he rode for three full years and still didn't get there.

In the end, I was moved by the hugeness of Golden Lake and felt that I had offended this ancient lakeside.

So he gave up riding and stopped in a place with the most luxuriant plants to live a farming life.

"Sounds extremely bullshit."

Dawei rubbed the tip of his lance against a relatively large cobblestone.

"But it's possible in a fantasy world."

The horses snorted.

The blue horse named Rokujo even made a loud braying sound.

Dawei, who was rubbing his lance, immediately realized something and walked out of the tent.

The blue horse's ears were turned back, and its eyes were staring straight ahead.

Something strange is happening to the herbivorous beasts in the distance. The beasts that should have been grazing peacefully have started killing each other.

Several sheep-shaped beasts with blood-red eyes.

It frantically hits its companions with its big horns, and begins to feast after killing them.

Dawei watched quietly and calmed the blue horse with his hands.

The carnage in the distance continued, and the rain in the sky did not stop the smell of blood from spreading.

The internal organs and large intestine, the turning blood, have turned the entire grassland into a hell on earth.

This place is less than 300 meters away from where Dawei is.

The frantic animals only took a few bites of meat before turning to attack other animals.

"These things don't seem to be originally from this ethnic group... but came from other places."

Some bloody beasts were emerging from the nearby grass to join the massacre.

The water bag is opened.

With the blood and wine in his stomach, Dawei's thinking became more flexible. He looked at the crazy beasts.

Calculate their running speed carefully.

"You can't run as fast as me..."

His tongue pressed against the roof of his mouth, and Dawei's thoughts sped up.

If the blue horse is too big and passes by like this, there is a high probability of being bitten. Those things look very weird.

If the horses were gone, there would really be no guarantee of survival in this grassland.

This wet grassland is not suitable for running wildly, and the probability of mistakes is high.

Cavalry is more difficult to control on land, and the throwing spear has not been sharpened and is not sharp.

After thinking about it, Dawei pulled out a weapon he had never used from the packhorse.

a big sword.

Dark elves are usually over two meters tall.

Because their strength and speed are greater than those of normal humans, the weapons they use are also more special.

This dark elf sword is 1.8 meters long and weighs five kilograms, because its owner often maintains it.

The forward part of this big sword is very sharp and highly offensive, and its current weight is considered stable in Dawei's hands.

When camping at night, Dawei was often familiar with this weapon, and it felt more comfortable to use than a rifle.

Now it is perfect for use as an infantry combat weapon.

Holding the big sword, Dawei stepped forward, stepping on the grass and feeling the moisture of the grass in the rain.

It's slippery and a lot softer.

Although it is more than 300 meters away from the group of crazy herbivorous beasts.

But those beasts still smelled the smell coming from Dawei.

They were ecstatic, like vultures who found food, and they ran fiercely in the direction of Dawei.

Dawei holds the sword in both hands.

I walked slowly for more than 100 meters and then stopped and waited.

Those undead-like animals have already run in front of Dawei. These beasts, which are only 1.3 meters long, have no fear when facing Dawei.

"What!..."

A strange sheep cry sounded.

A sheep had already rushed towards him. He opened his mouth and shouted...Zheng!

The sound of the sword swung through the air sounded, and the sound of bones and flesh adhering to each other merged with the sound of raindrops falling on the leaves.

Scarlet blood spreads across the earth like blooming flowers.

It was the first time he fought with a big sword. The powerful sword easily chopped the sheep in half neatly, including its head and body.

Raindrops fell on the sword and washed away the blood.

The fresh smell of blood made Dawei unusually awake.

He took a big step forward again, held the sword in both hands and swung it upwards, and the sound of bones and muscles being sliced ​​apart was heard.

Another animal was cut in half.

Steel and flesh, the feeling of cutting through muscles and breaking bones passed from the hilt to Dawei's hand.

This unprecedented feeling made Dawei more and more excited as he killed.

His teeth were fully exposed, his eyes were glowing green, and he held the sword and continued to swing.

Muscle, bone, blood.

Those zombie monsters smelled the smell of blood, and also saw Dawei, a weirdo who wielded a big sword and killed randomly.

More than 30 heads all rushed toward Dawei.

Dawei had no intention of retreating.

At this moment, he was holding the sword, recalling the feeling of each swing of the weapon, adjusting his movements to make it faster and more deadly.

Although powerful.

Each swing cuts the enemy apart.

However, after making small changes in some places, the resistance caused by cutting flesh and blood has been greatly reduced.

The brain rotates faster and faster, more places are improved, and more non-standard movements are modified.

The force required to kill a beast dropped from the original full strength to half, and then to the borrowed force.

kill!kill!kill!kill!kill! ! !

"kill!!!!"

Chapter 47 Strange People

The blood-stained sword stabbed directly above the creature.

Dawei opened his arms to the raining sky and celebrated his victory happily.

It's not just about winning the battle.

And he finally found the victory that he was most familiar with and felt the most.

It's a big sword.

This wonderful weapon he wields with great joy, paired with his immense strength.

It's like war machines and oil, exciting and pleasurable.

He began to regret his previous life.

I regret that I didn't discover the great sword earlier and didn't use this weapon to fight.

This feeling of cutting muscles and cutting bones.

"It's really good!"

The boots stepped on the corpse, and all the surrounding undead creatures were cut off by Dawei!

The peaceful grassland disappeared completely.

All that is left here is a bloody slaughterhouse.

The animals killed by the undead did not come back to life and were still lying on the ground miserable.

The undead souls killed by Dawei were cut into pieces, and they couldn't look like they were before they were born.

This guy's goal has changed from self-defense and counterattack to pure practice of swordsmanship, using these moving meat targets to hone his skills.

Gradually.

Dawei, whose mind was full of killings, calmed down.

"What you just did was stupid."

Children of this age will suddenly become excited and go berserk if they are stimulated by anything.

Even if he is a reborn person, it is difficult for him to control his emotions.