Miss Su tries to survive in the world of reincarnation

He did a stupid thing—the stranger wasn't some great Hitman agent.But a human trafficker who is very good at collecting all kinds of information.He knew there was a murder in this town.He also knew that there was a boy who was not bad in appearance and had a good mind, and he could be taken away with just one word.

—I don't hate him.Because I did come into contact with the organization after changing hands three times.I got a chance to train.I was thus finally able to take revenge.

——However, if you don’t hate, you don’t hate.Three years later I still executed him.And, if you can.At that time, I really wanted to say to him——

"No." Anderson shook his head and pushed the business card back. "I'm not interested. I have my own life to live."

He had a firm tone, a firm determination.When he said that, Iris also shrugged.

"You have the power to decide."——You are qualified to decide when you will be born.When to die, when to die, why to die.

This is the end of the little episode.After that, Anderson never saw the gentlemanly Mr. Iris again.He returned to his own life and lived with his caring parents.Every day, my father would read the newspaper at home, and my mother would always make delicious dishes.Although there are many styles, it is inevitable that there will be some repetition.But Anderson himself enjoyed it, because it was indeed the taste of his mother's craftsmanship, and it was indeed his father's gaze.

Time flies, and in a blink of an eye, the ten-year-old boy has grown into a 16-year-old youth.His nimble body makes him a duck to water in a prestigious high school.After all, in America, the most popular man on campus is not the nerd with the highest test scores.It's a football quarterback who can sway his youth and sweat to his heart's content.

——My third regret is that I spend too much time in the organization to drill.Because I want to kill those I want to kill with my own hands, and for this, I need enough status and fame.But unfortunately, I am not the one who can accurately calculate people's hearts.Therefore, I was calculated to be very bleak.

——I finally became the executioner who specializes in killing traitors.That's the price I pay for executing those people.I was thus excluded from all power.A hated knife... I don't resent the costs.Because after all, if I execute those people myself.I just... don't want to be played like a fool.

Rugby also requires brains, but strength, endurance, and reflex speed are obviously more important than brains.Anderson became a star in the academy.He took his football team to the Sharks everywhere in various games.Coaches and instructors only dare to follow his ideas, and no one can manipulate him.

——I want to live for myself, I want to live happily and die wonderfully.

——And my fourth regret is that during that mission, I suffered an irreparable injury that was so serious that I would completely lose my combat effectiveness.

The 16-year-old Anderson finally ushered in the biggest setback in his quarterback career.And the name of this setback is appendicitis.

No one would think that an appendicitis operation would affect his combat effectiveness on the court.And no one thinks that it takes a long time between the operation and the cure.The teammates are all looking forward to his return, sending him various blessings and visiting gifts.And he who had to stay in bed for a whole day, saw a blue moon that night.

The dream has come to an end, tomorrow is a regional league level football game.And he, who soon returned to his full glory, won one after another on this battlefield.

He finally lifted the championship trophy, and he finally won the final victory.And when he was lifted up by his teammates and cheered loudly.The time in front of him stopped.

The moonlight fell, and he saw the girl from the chess game many years ago appearing in the moonlight.The girl's eyes were a little hazy, and she seemed to be stuck at the moment Anderson stopped.

Anderson walked up to her, stretched out his hand, and moved the black queen on the chessboard.The death of the soldier transferred the chariot.The departure of the chariot left White's rear empty.And the queen who jumped out threatened the opponent's king.

"The pawn's death is not worthless. This is what he did voluntarily, and his death allows the black queen to reach the right place. And victory is thus in his hands."

Su Qingyue raised her eyes, and quietly, the young girl turned into her grown-up appearance—her will gathered here.And the will she manifested here obviously does not have the arrogance of the ceremony stage.

"How do you know, I'll look over?"——what can you help me with?

"The mountain collapsed too coincidentally. Your spiritual link has not been opened. This means that you can see this side, but you can't see it consistently and accurately. It must be hindered, or there is no subjective drive. The power of identity. And the death of a team member, and an exquisite dream, may also attract your attention."

"...so you're just guessing?"

"It's just by the way. It's me, I don't want to go on." Anderson turned his head and glanced at the football field, which was stagnant amidst the cheers.

"I just want to live a good life for myself, and the organizational orders I have been receiving all this time force me to find a master for myself. So I am loyal to you, but I hate the self that surrenders to others. So . . . I'm bored."

"Don't you want to be saved? Now... I can barely do it."

"No, I've had enough." Anderson waved his hand.Said: "I am the container, and the container of the Hollow Knight. It contains the dream that contains the gods. And now, I am going to die. As a container, I will turn into an unowned thing. I barely repaired it myself. And before it breaks, how much you can use this container... depends on you."

At the same moment, in the present world.Anderson's position is off the main body of the front.And a second-tier true demon who was neither strong nor weak came to him—the battle was over soon, and the energy he gathered at the end only ensured the integrity of his head.And the intact head immediately fell to the ground, turning into a container-shaped bone pottery with a crack, but it was completely filled.

No, I have to adjust my schedule

Goo today, if I don’t adjust the update time back to before twelve o’clock, I will die suddenly

All in all, today’s googoo...just treat me as if I ate the constant rhetoric at the beginning of the month

word count patch word count patch word count patch word count patch word count patch word count patch word count patch word count patch

word count patch word count patch word count patch word count patch word count patch word count patch word count patch word count patch

Chapter 240 Seven o play games, laugh

On the battlefield, the life and death of an insignificant person will not attract too much attention.When Anderson fell in the gap at the edge of the line, inside the Hell's Gate line, the reincarnators didn't even have time to mourn for him.

They just saw him fall, and then the ghosts overwhelmed him.It seemed that some scattered parts fell to the ground in the distance under the impact, but no one had time to pay attention, no one had the energy to think about it.

He's dead, that's all.

After all, the reincarnators are a group of creatures who lick blood at the edge of their swords.And those who still have the courage to stand in this front and fight against the dark tide must have been filled with some kind of awareness deep in their hearts.

........................

—I have a... strange feeling.

A person's death represents a gap in the front line.Even if this person does not occupy an important position in the front line.But the death of human beings is an encouragement to ghosts.When Anderson's wreckage disappeared, the ghosts surged against the edge of the line where he had fallen.

Most of them have no way to break through the 'storm'.Iris has been completely werewolfized, and a terrible elemental storm is wrapped around his body.That is the armor and the core of the Great Storm Barrier.Unlike Tavier's skill research and development, which has been refurbished almost every day, Iris has always only explored a single direction in the team.

His result is 'Storm'.It is also the prerequisite for the stability of the Hell's Gate Front - when the previous pumpkin head was dragged by Jonah and killed with the help of artillery fire, Iris, who was finally convinced of the firmness and bearing capacity of the front through actual combat, no longer took conservative measures. measures.He has freed all the power at his disposal and believes he can.

He believes he can, so he can.A curtain wall formed by the storm was set up outside the front line, and the storm itself was linked to his own elemental armor--if the big storm outside did not stop, the armor on his body would not be damaged.And as long as he still has the self-awareness to maintain spells, the elemental armor on his body can automatically maintain the big storm outside.

Which came first, the chicken or the egg, and he makes good use of that logic.

And this storm curtain wall mixed with powerful elemental abilities can naturally wipe out most miscellaneous fish easily.Only the elite can cross the barrier.

- Downgraded version of Light Domain.

Cynthia thought that she saw the huge werewolf transformed by Iris fighting a real demon that looked like a skeleton deer but was covered with vines and thorns.The battle between the two sides is in a balance of power, and Jonah, who is just outside the battle circle, has switched to the double-wielding big ax giant mode of the black light, and has attached powerful exorcism power to the ax blades in both hands.

God's Flying Snow, one of the suits recommended by the captain.I don't know if the newcomers have bought it, but the veterans must have bought one or several of them according to their own needs.

Apparently, Jonah bought a lot.And when the ax blades of his hands were ignited with cherry-colored flames, those lower-level ghosts who rushed in the area of ​​Anderson's death and forcibly created breakthroughs were easily axed by her one by one or one by one, bit by bit to resist. There is no room for them to be killed.

The two cooperated very well, and none of the ghosts could interfere with the battle between Iris and the giant deer.Even the few scattered soldiers who came from other directions were dealt with by other people one by one with long-range means - most of them were Yun Sushang's flying sword.Occasionally, Ellea's Breath Dragon Roar is also needed.The rest are basically handed over to the plasma spray guns on the drone group controlled by Fiore, and the shipboard firepower that can still be used on Gran Sefa.

The battle situation is tilting towards Iris little by little. He howled loudly in the battle, and every roar was accompanied by a superposition of a layer of power, which made him more attractive... the ghost's attention, and made him even more powerful. powerful.

Heart is better than matter, this is the reason - he bit the neck of the giant deer true demon.The latter roared, and the thorns on the skeleton desperately burrowed towards the flesh and blood kissed by the wolf.However, just as they broke through the outer skin, the blood flowing out turned into a fiery fire under the action of the elements.And this crimson flame flowed out from the wolf's mouth and poured into the deer's neck!

Wolves should eat deer, and fire should burn wood.This is the natural truth, this is the established destiny.

And the giant deer, the real demon, wailed in pain like a real living thing of flesh and blood.The thick bone horns were desperately bumping around, and in the struggle, it was obviously just a structure of obsession, but it was actually torn off a large piece of fresh flesh that was still steaming!

The erosion of the subspace has further deepened.The dead will become living, and the living will be able to loot the dead.

Accompanied by an exceptionally crisp cracking sound and mixed wild laughter and wailing.This ghost at the level of a true demon was bitten off its neck just like that.Then, death.

This is as nonsense as robots will be strangled and the President of America knows shame.But this outrageous nonsense has really become a reality.At this moment, Iris, who killed the deer, also showed the habits of a wolf.He didn't touch the posture of a huge werewolf, but just lowered his head and gnawed at the flesh of the dead deer—and his aura became even bigger, as could be seen with the naked eye, and even substantial arrogance flowed out from his body Gushing out, above the fur of the wolf and under the armor of the storm, a green mist stretched out!

It seems that the current situation seems to be not bad.Perhaps Anderson's death was just a tiny ripple, and it didn't make too many waves.

——However, I have seen such a line of defense in my hometown.And such a line of defense has a very common weakness.

Cynthia pursed her lips lightly.Now she doesn't need the middle line of defense to fight in close combat, so she controls a powerful automatic cannon to shoot bursts at the [-]-degree fan-shaped area directly in front of her.The enchanted autocannon is loaded with granzafar's stockpile of ash ammunition.Ritual activation of the ashes of the blessed saints - this thing is sold by the Lord God - and then projected a specified distance at six times the speed of sound and exploded immediately.And every explosion can blast hundreds of square meters of holy space.

There was an explosion and a ball of white light.Hit the ghost, the ghost will be purified directly.And if it doesn't hit the ghost, it will also explode on the storm curtain wall, and then become the holy power in many elements in the curtain wall.

Very simple shelling operation, foolish, semi-automatic.There is a lot of condescending pity for people with high IQs for people who are not good at thinking-just need to be responsive and energetic.Large groups of ghosts kill like whack-a-mole.Such an easy and simple job gave her a lot of leisure and gave her a lot of time to think.

Thinking... thinking is bad.Because the heart is better than the matter, if you firmly believe that you can win, then you will definitely win before your will collapses and you think you will lose.And once a part of the defense line has doubts about the overall stability of the defense line, then even if other people still firmly believe in victory, there will definitely be problems.

Cynthia knew this truth, so she tried hard not to think about it.

But even if she didn't think about it, what happened in front of her eyes did show her a familiar scene.

——I attacked such a line of defense.Perfect, the huge natural force becomes a natural barrier.As long as the core is not broken, the defense line will not collapse... However, the core is connected with nature itself.There is no way to stop it, and there is no way to cut it off.Unless it is suppressed with absolute power above it, there is no way.

She's been through wars, terrible wars.Her enemies are inhuman evils, very similar in nature to the group of ghosts that the reincarnations fight against today.

And she has also crossed a similar battlefield——

——The enemies we have to face will always have all kinds of weird abilities.What the United Army likes most are those enemies who are strong, rough-skinned and thick-skinned, and can only fight head-on.Because these things can be easily wiped out with artillery or combined spells.But... annihilation is annihilation, why does the line of defense exist?

Lines of defense exist for protection.The guardians that the reincarnations need are the 14 believers in the 'hell'.And 'hell' is now protected by incomplete rituals.In any case, only the main entrance is accessible.And the gate of hell, which can be entered and exited, is being blocked by the fortress transformed by Granzafa.

The line of defense is hell.At the end of the line of defense was Gran Sefa.

So... Now, who's watching over Gransafe?

—Only one Fiore.He is at the safest end.He and his ACU should actually be inside Gransefa. The ACU blocked the door and reshaped the armor with Cairol matter.After Chu and Qiao walked in, Fiore cut off the power system of the ACU and only maintained the central control.As long as he is fine, the gates of hell will not be breached.

——But... What if there is an elite stealth team that bypasses us?

The weakness is here, clear and distinct.No matter how strong the defense line is, as long as it is bypassed, the things that should be protected behind the defense line are attacked.No matter how strong the shield wall is, it is meaningless-on many earths, such a defense line is called a Maginot.And in Cynthia's world, it happens to have the same name.

She glanced back subconsciously—the rear was safe and sound, without any changes.The comrades on the same front sent puzzled eyes.Ask her what's going on by looking at her.

"I'll take a look at the back." Cynthia said softly, she always felt that the uneasy premonition in her heart was getting stronger as time went by.

And Yun Sushang just shook his head.

"Don't think too much." She said: "Stick to the front, and only do what you should do within your responsibilities. Now the environment is special, and any infirmity may become a loophole in the front."

Yun Sushang looks young, but she has rich experience as a reincarnator.It's not that she hasn't experienced similar battlefields, and she can even guess what Cynthia is thinking at this moment.

"There are no infiltrators, no assassins. That Miss Dorothy stuffed countless magic traps on her ship. From a physical perspective, it is impossible for something to enter the interior of the fortress without making any movement. If there is, then this kind of enemy wants to break through head-on, and it is easy."

"Don't think too much, and firmly believe in what you should believe. This line of defense is solid and unshakable. As long as each of us sticks to our duties, there will be absolutely no mistakes—" She turned her head sharply, looking into the depths of the fortress.Just now, she sensed that all the drone arrays had gone wrong!

........................

'Puff -' A black blade pierced out of Fiore's stomach.With sweetness, with scarlet.The strength of the blade is only as strong as that of a child waving his arm.However, this level is completely enough to deal with ordinary people like Fiore who only use points to strengthen their basic qualities!

The blade is black because that's Coca-Cola.A Cairol body armor capable of defending against ghosts attacking from any angle.The only one who can't resist is the killer brought inside by someone himself!

"How...how could there be such a...uh!"

Another blade pierced out of the body, followed by several, ten or so.His body was torn apart in an instant.And at the moment of pain, what he felt was 'happiness'!

Happy, happy true devil.A true devil always has a unique power that corresponds to the aura field.And the power of 'happiness' is the assimilation of concepts - in the entire battlefield, only Fiore felt happy because of the real rts in the war.And the true devil of 'Happiness' also took advantage of the happiness that he greeted into his belly to melt into water!

Death was inevitable, and his will appeared a little trance.He had the heart to call out to the only teammate who might be able to help him at this time.Only to find myself securing the lighting because it required careful manipulation.In the entire cockpit, there is no larger shadow!

More blades flowed out, and the blades gradually turned into a thin silhouette around him.Pleasure itself means relaxation, and it will naturally accompany the most ruthless assassins.

— terrible.

Fiore's consciousness became increasingly blurred, and he found that his hands were moving involuntarily.Those hundreds of blades didn't directly kill him, but still linked him when they flowed out.Control his hands and eyes, let the drone array equipped with heavy firepower change the target of attack!

——Damn it... It's obvious that this hand was played so smoothly, no matter how I look at it, I can win in the end!

The heart is still excited, but the heartbeat gradually slows down.Emotional outbursts hastened death.And all the joy in my heart is gone.

——If you want to kill me, come later?Or just... earlier... such a distraction...

The feeling of being manipulated slowed down a bit.However, his palm was still pressed on the button to reset the attack target.