A Million Survival Laws of the Savior

"Very good." An eye opened in the hole between Abigail's eyebrows, which released a gentle and powerful wavelength: "If you can bear the gaze from the other side of the realm...the so-called power is just a gift."

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Ten minutes later, a figure walked out of the shadows, with a swaying black and red gothic dress and ponytails of different lengths.

Tokisaki Kurumi looked at the destroyed building, she was slightly regretful: "Are you late?"

This is just her avatar. She has been actively using the avatar skills to collect information about the contestants in the park. After noticing something strange here, she took the initiative to rush over, but it was a little late.

When she was about to turn around and leave, she noticed a pool of blood on the ground.

There was nothing worth caring about at first, but she stared at the pool of blood. There was a sweet taste in the blood that she missed, as if it was a delicious cake that she only tasted a few times.

She squatted down, stretched out her hand and stroked the cool blood that had not yet dried up, then hesitated for a moment, opened her small cherry mouth, sucked her fingertips, and licked the blood...In an instant, her spine surged. Pass a current.

With a very familiar smell, the blood was instantly decomposed into spiritual power and poured into her body. Even if it was just a clone, she could instantly feel the boiling surge of spiritual power in her body... Although this drop of blood looked ordinary, it was not Contains vitality, but is extremely stimulating to her.

Normally, her spiritual power was just ordinary water, but after ingesting fresh blood, her spiritual power was still water, but the feeling of boiling water was naturally different, and even her combat power could be temporarily doubled.

"Good stuff." Tokisaki Kurumi looked at the pool of blood and felt that she had picked up a treasure, but at the same time she was vaguely puzzled: "I always feel that the taste of this blood is very nostalgic. Forget it, take it back and ask about it." I'm ready."

After the main body went back three times, the avatar was rebuilt at that time.

This made Xiao Meiyan on the side very puzzled.

Regarding this, Tokisaki Kurumi just smiled faintly: "I am a very jealous woman... The only one who can taste his taste is myself, even if it is me."

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Under the dark sky, the dull atmosphere was suffocating, and the air was filled with a faint smell of blood. On the yellow sand, ferocious blood stretched all the way to the feet.

A chase came to an end.

The long escape was about to come to an end, not because he escaped to a safe place, but because no matter how he tried to escape, he couldn't escape the deadly fangs.

The soldiers who lost their fighting spirit and the exhausted civilians fell into the dust of the yellow sand one after another. They either couldn't get up again, or they were scattered into pieces in the flicker of swords.

Human life is harvested like rice in a wheat field, and the value of life seems extremely cheap at this moment.

At the front of the messy footsteps, a woman holding a spear staggered, her expression was tired, her eyes were numb, and she looked like a walking dead...Her hair was scattered on her shoulders, and her delicate appearance was covered with blood and dust.

She heard the fallen figures coming from behind, but she didn't dare to look back, for fear that she would no longer know where she was going.

Her eyes were dry, even her tears were dried up, a stern wound on her arm was bandaged casually, and blood flowed horizontally.

She couldn't feel the pain at all, but her heart was empty and numb.

As early as three days ago, she was not the only one here.

With her respected father and uncle, the elders are worthy of the name of a unparalleled general who rides a thousand horses and gallops on the battlefield.

The assembled team is unprecedentedly strong, and its cohesion is also unprecedentedly great.

The overlords of three parts of the world raised a cup together, the legendary generals fought side by side, the world-renowned counselors made suggestions together, and the immortals from the fairy world gave their help.

This battle should not be lost.

But they still failed, so thoroughly.

Before even reaching that palace, the combined army fell apart completely.

And that snake demon only made one move...with one move, it killed [-] people and defeated half of the generals.

In the next two days, Zhang Xingcai didn't want to continue to recall, but simply fled and died, dead, dead...

She didn't know what kind of method the snake demon used to summon the soul of a dead person and order it to become his own puppet. The tail of the entire army nibbled away one by one.

As a result, people continued to go to the queen, and they never came back.

Everyone went one by one, and at the end only myself was left.

Zhang Xingcai didn't know why she kept going, she didn't even know where she could go.

Just walking numbly...

A figure with a silver spear and a white horse stepped out of the dust in front of him.

Zhang Xingcai opened her eyes slightly, and almost cried out subconsciously, but the next moment, her eyes were once again covered with a layer of haze. The eyes of this peerless general with a silver spear and a white horse were devoid of emotion, like a puppet without any consciousness .

Just a dead man.

Zhang Xingcai clenched her spears tightly. She knew that this would be her end, but she was not reconciled.

She thought that her heart, which had been numb for a long time, still had a little emotional residue. She hated her own powerlessness and her own weakness.

If you are strong enough, if you have power, will all this not happen again.

She doesn't even have the strength to give herself a respectful elder's eternal rest, it's really... so ugly.

She silently swallowed the bitterness, looked at the peerless general a few steps away, squeezed the weapon in her hand, and launched a desperate charge.

This is the most perfect Wushuang flurry she has used in her life!

There are afterimages left in the air, and every slash and thrust of her can be divided into more than a dozen more subtle movements, as if using slow-motion zooming. Zhang Xingcai's extremely fast movements are the complete opposite, isn't it? She has become faster, but the world has become slower, and the frenzied true energy is unscrupulously released, without elaborate planning, but with the complete liberation of all power.

Squeezing the remaining strength in his body, venting all his emotions, and quickly liquidating everything on this spear,