Passive Inheritance System for All Occupations

"Then - please be prepared, your head will be chopped off right now?" Jibril pleaded with a sadistic glow in her eyes.

However, her entreaties have not been answered for a long time.

ding ding-

The collision of the table knife and the porcelain plate made a slight sound. Chen Mo slowly cut the steak. The medium-rare taste was full-bodied but also mixed with a hint of sweetness. After eating the steak, he took a sip of the [-]-year-old red wine. Let him narrow his eyes slightly: "It's rare to have such a formal candlelight dinner, it's a pity to waste it... Don't you plan to eat some?"

"……what?"

Jibril opened her mouth slightly, wondering if she heard it wrong.

——Now you are playing the game with your life on the line, right?Can this calm down...or even be in the mood to eat?

"Don't be so ignorant, regardless of race, but you are still a woman after all."

Taking another sip of the red wine, Chen Mo gently shook the wine glass twice, looked at the shocked expression of the Flügel girl, and continued: "And this is the candlelight dinner you asked for, no matter what, it took me more than [-] points to package it In this entire restaurant, even if it’s just to show appreciation, you should eat a few mouthfuls, right?”

"... Points? Do you still care about this?"

Jibril felt more and more confused. Compared with the virtual things in the game and her own life, the former was actually more important than the latter?

"Of course I care, I worked hard to earn points." Chen Mo said as a matter of course, then lowered his head and continued to fight against the sumptuous meal on the table.

But now this ordinary person's body still restricted him after all. After only a moment, the feeling of fullness in his stomach made him stop the knife and fork.

It would be great if this weak eagle eye ability was replaced with an ability to enhance metabolism or promote digestion...

While expressing emotion in his heart, Chen Mo wiped the corners of his mouth with a napkin. When he put down the napkin, Jibril asked next to him.

"You, should be ready by now?"

"Exercising as soon as you are full, but will your stomach sag?" Chen Mo jokingly glanced at the girl's impatient expression, and wiped off the oil stains on the tablecloth with the knife in his hand. His cold murderous intent was reflected on the silvery white side gaze.

Jibril's will to kill him was absolute, and she would not miss any chance of beheading him.

So of course Chen Mo would not show any mercy to her.

"let's start."

--Ding!

Coinciding with the voice, a sharp sword shadow struck Chen Mo's neck like lightning, and was immediately blocked by him waving the table knife.

The speed of the sword shadow's attack was so fast that it had surpassed the dynamic vision and reflex nerve limits of Chen Mo's current body, so that he could only slightly block it by relying on his combat intuition under the blessing of the [Black Swordsman] profession. .

Fast...and more than fast.

The high-speed slash also carried a heavy force. At the moment of blocking, the reaction force transmitted back along the handle of the table knife made Chen Mo's palm tingle for a while, and the tiger's mouth was also stinging like it was about to tear.

"Have you blocked it again... It seems that the previous time was really not luck?"

Seeing that the slash was blocked, Jibril took two steps back, but she was not in a hurry to attack again, but showed an expression like a cat playing with a mouse: "According to the level division in this game world, my current body The strength of your body is at the highest level, but compared to me, your luck seems to be not so good... So please try not to be killed too easily, lord of the gods."

"Is that right?"

Chen Mo weighed the center of gravity of the table knife, then moved the position of the grip forward a little bit, and stretched out his index finger to rest on the back of the knife: "Then I will try hard."

It seemed that she didn't expect Chen Mo to give such a serious answer. Jibril's murderous smile froze, and then she showed a shy and expectant expression like a girl who was invited on a date.

"Please make sure to let me have more fun."

After the words were finished, she started to move her feet, like dancing, and she spun around a few times gracefully, and then the sharp sword light interlaced and reflected all of Chen Mo's vision.

Even after losing the ability to be a Flügel, Jibril still possesses the outstanding combat talents accumulated over thousands of years.

Especially after the promulgation of the [Ten Covenants], force lost its absolute dominance, and those powerful magics became useless and buried in the corner of memory. Its delicacy and ornamental value worthy of in-depth sculpting have been repeatedly studied by the Flügel.

While surrounded by the shadow of the sword, Chen Mo struggled to support himself with only a table knife with a blade spread of more than ten centimeters.At the same time, there was a needle-like sense of crisis coming from every part of his body, but with his current body's ability, even if he could sense it, it was too late to react, so he could only protect the most critical head, chest and abdomen, In the rest of the positions, you can hide if you can, but you can't hide from a bloody sword.

But even so, he still didn't change any expression on his face, and there was a quiet and cold steady gaze in his eyes.

Don't you panic... What kind of support does he have?

A little doubt flashed in Jibril's mind, but immediately, this doubt was immediately overwhelmed by the excitement of being about to kill a god and the joy of a hearty battle.

Ever since the promulgation of the [Ten Covenants] six thousand years ago, she was so suffocated that she almost went crazy and ran to challenge that stinking brat who lived on top of a chess piece, blatantly deprived all living beings of the world of their right to fight freely, and even showed a complacent expression what……

laugh--

The icy sword blade whizzed across the outside of the thigh with a gust of wind, immediately leaving a scratch that was almost as deep as the bone, and the blood gushed out, pulling the strength away from Chen Mo's body little by little.

Until now, there were so many bruises all over his body that there were hardly a few good pieces of flesh left. If ordinary people had half the injuries he suffered, they would have fallen to the ground and couldn't get up, but he didn't even move forward Shake it.

"[Two Swords] Lv.4 (495867/10000000): When holding a sword in both hands, all attributes increase significantly, attack correction is obtained, agility attributes increase significantly, and combat intuition is greatly enhanced;

When injured, it triggers the exclusive state of the double sword style, the attack effect received is greatly reduced, and the attack effect caused is greatly enhanced. The reduction (enhancement) range varies with the injury situation, and the maximum attack effect can be reduced (enhancement) to 10% (400%). "

And not only that -

Inside the broken body, scorching power continued to grow.

"[Lone player] Lv.4 (433865/10000000): When you leave the team and act alone, you will be inspired to fight. All attributes will increase significantly. The increase will increase with the battle time, and the maximum increase will be 800% of the basic attribute value."

Every second you persist, the greater the increase in physical function.

The injuries he suffered seemed to be getting worse, but in fact he had already begun to be able to distinguish the direction of the slash.

Not relying on combat intuition, but actually seeing through the eyes - seeing it directly.