The Riddler Get Out of Terra

But the moment Tartarus put his hand safely on the hilt of the sword, the black fog disappeared, the crystal became void, the sound of the wind remained, and the inner guard fell to the ground.

Thin golden threads were tied to the black armor of the inner guards, and the dense golden threads even embroidered on their bodies to create a sense of embroidery beauty.

The notorious Ursa Blade even seemed a little cramped for a moment because of this layer of gold thread. The contrast of black humor made Alina unconsciously smile.

But Xiaolu quickly covered up the corner of his mouth - this may be the emotion of Tartarus. Facing the internal guards, Alina, who has seen these cruel people, will be frightened and tremble. How can she think about what they are experiencing at this moment? Want to laugh?

Just look at the two groups of fighting infected people beside you and you will know that even though the inner guards were completely defeated in Tartarus almost instantly, these people were still trembling with fear - this is the most violent machine of the entire empire. Deterrence!

The education they received, the stories they heard, and the experiences they learned all told about the other party's pervasiveness, power and weirdness. No Ursusian would not be afraid of the inner guards. Their appearance often meant that the poor guy they were tracking was finished.

But now these people were simply knocked to the ground, and the thin golden lines turned into the strongest cage in the world. All Ursus secret troops wearing black armor fell to the ground in extremely embarrassed state, their neat and clean uniforms covered with snow. The ground is stained with filth.

"when will you……?"

The leader of the inner guard still couldn't even understand how Tartarus' attack happened. In his memory, it was clear that both "Kingdom" and "Guixu" had hit the target perfectly, and victory was in their hands as always.

But in just a split second, before they could blink, everyone fell to the ground in a panic, and the psychic attack from the evil creature disappeared like a cow in mud into the sea.

Only Tartarus, who had his eyes closed and seemed to be sighing that the wind was so light and the clouds were so white and everything in the world was so clear and beautiful, stood alone and unscathed.

"People are different, just like we have the same body shape and height, Vaifan is stronger than Feilin, and the ghost clan is braver than Pelo - the gap between you and me is much bigger than these. "

The red dragon naturally described that if the leader of the inner guard heard such arrogant words in the past, he would remain silent without saying a word, and then find an opportunity to beat the madman who said such words to death directly, so as not to pollute the Ursus people. level of intelligence.

But what Tartarus said was so appropriate. It was so appropriate that even they fell to the ground in embarrassment, waiting for the red dragon to approach in the humiliating posture of a vicious dog pouncing on its prey.

The inner guard next to him groaned. The leader knew that he was using the evil flesh and blood that had been modified and inserted into his body, trying to squeeze strength from it, and continued to fight - this was the most common battle for the Ursus inner guard. Way.

Is the enemy too powerful to defeat?This is not a problem - with the support of evil flesh and blood, the inner guard will be a perpetual motion machine that continuously expands its advantage, and all ignorant and fearless challengers will be consumed on the land of Ursus!

But just as the leader of the team fell to the ground extremely weak and awaited the judgment of Tartarus, the inner guard who tried to mobilize his flesh and blood let out a miserable cry, and then lay on the ground without moving.

His skin, which was tightly attached to his clothes, was like a group of demons dancing around. A large number of bloated and moving bulges were bulging and moving in large areas on the inner guard.

Alina couldn't help but clenched her fists - those bulges that moved too freely looked too much like living creatures.

They twisted their bodies crazily as if they were being burned by golden threads, trying to break free from the cage, but the ubiquitous golden threads were connected so densely that even the bulge that almost tore half of the body from the inner guard at its largest was still intact. Unable to pursue freedom.

The inner guard who tried to launch the evil flesh and blood counterattack groaned in unbearable pain, but the team leader understood him - just as they were knocked to the ground, he had already tried to activate the evil flesh and blood, and the consequences...

Just look at the sarcomas on his body that are still struggling even now.

step, step-

In the pain of hearing the heartbeat, Tarta

Los gradually walked in, and the friction between the fluid boots and the snow dust produced a moving melody, which was so fresh in the ears of the team leader.

pat.

The footsteps stopped.

The captain's forehead was sweating and his hands and feet were cold. He could hear clearly that Tartarus was parked next to his head. With just a gentle step, he would disappear into the tundra after losing the ability to regenerate evil flesh and blood.

How is it possible that someone can seal the evil spirit!This is simply impossible!

The captain roared in his heart, but things would not change according to his thoughts. Qiao Lun looked at him condescendingly and asked coldly:

"Submit, or die?"

"Hehehehe!!! [Usus expletive], when I dedicated myself to Ursus, you [Usus exit] didn't know where to prepare a liquid for hatching! You [Usus expletive] 】What do you think I am!"

"It seems that the negotiation is not going well."

Qiao Lun shrugged and looked nonchalantly at the team leader who was yelling at him. The sight of the other three inner guards enduring pain was also reflected in his eyes.

As a result, his hands glowed with blood-red light.

He put his hand on the team leader who had gritted his teeth not long ago.

Chapter 1 The Four Gods of the Void Realm

"Even if you use torture, what's the use?! There are no [Usas expletive] Victoria people, you [Usas expletive] don't want the Ursus people to surrender!"

The captain of the inner guard roared like an announcer on the eve of a natural disaster storm, and his rough tone was as annoying as the cold wind of Ursus.

But Qiao Lun didn't care about his scolding at all - in the last second of his career, being able to scold him was considered his skill.

The scarlet brilliance penetrated through his palms and soaked like water onto the helmet-covered head of the inner guard.

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How to quickly expand one's own will without being eroded by the cold blood?

Qiao Lun studied very hard before imprisoning his real body in the fetal bed where the blood was still cold to provide a large amount of blood.

Unfortunately, he was unable to do anything similar before he was promoted.

Later, Joe gradually infected Kazdaele's entire underground Source Stone structure through a large amount of blood, and finally violently devoured Kazdaele's ancient will, drank everything in it, and sent himself into the gate of the virtual realm. .

He is already a god carried by Xue Weileng, so naturally there is no need to explore how to surpass the foundation of his identity and corrode others' abilities.

Time passed, and when Joe found himself in such a delicate situation, and needed to hide the identity of the virtual world god, and quietly staged a drama of "Invade, Tartarus!", he began to restart himself. Research.

Unfortunately, some things are like mathematics. If you can't do it, you just can't do it, even if you risk your life, you can't do it.

Jorun originally thought he would continue this hopeless quest until the invasion of Chernobog, until he met the kind-hearted old man Ursus the Immortal Koxiche.

I never expected that after being unable to enter the virtual realm and obtain the spiritual power to change one level, these immortals wandering around Mansu could actually explore their spiritual power to this extent!

Thought infection, thought manipulation, power promotion, concept attachment... The immortals lost the possibility of going further, so they used up their wisdom over the long years to make great use of their psychic abilities!

Kosich explores the relationship between thinking and spiritual energy, which allows him to attach his own thinking logic to spiritual energy, turn it into a seed and enter the host body, using thoughts that are constantly approaching his thoughts as food to continue to grow stronger.

Finally, the swollen black seeds will turn into weird black ropes and wrap around the poor victim's psychic body, whispering constantly for the next move...

At this time, the thinking share obtained by the black rope has accounted for half of the victim's total. If it obtains a little more nourishment - eternal disaster is the most appropriate adjective.

Qiao Lun also wanted to try.

So he created the first experimental subject, Alina.

Unfortunately, as the most essential carrier of Mr. Qiao in the material world, Blood Is Not Cold is undoubtedly corrosive. The poor little deer doesn’t even have the right to resist and has become the most loyal descendant of the virtual world god - even if she talks about it If you don’t admit it, your body will be honest.

But as an exploration of another way to create avatars, Alina is undoubtedly a failure.

But before she fully woke up, Qiao Lun had already obtained the precious data on the possessions of the four gods in the virtual realm.

But poor Alina knew nothing, and had no idea that she was already Horuna, the chosen one of the Four Gods in the virtual realm who had been ridden by everyone.

He succeeded, but not entirely.

It seems that the next experimental subject is needed for experimentation, but the dead corpse is completely a puppet after resurrecting with uncooled blood. Experimenting on one's own people is obviously not in line with Qiao's style...

Well, the inner guard raised his right hand gloriously.

So Qiao Lun happily went to the appointment and couldn't wait to let them lie on the ground obediently, waiting for his next round of transformation.

Just like... right in front of me.

"Ah ah ah ah ah!!!!!"

The man was shaking his head desperately. Alina could clearly see that on his body covered by a black gown, green veins appeared one by one. The black cloth was stained with bruises of the same color, but her sense of smell was inexplicably strengthened. Many Alinas know very well - this is not sweat, it is blood!

The resistance of the captain of the internal guard was wild and fierce, whether he was an infected person disguised as a picket or lying stiffly on the ground and moving a finger.

Even the hard-working internal guards could see clearly that the man was twisting his neck and turning his head, hoping that such a violent movement would cause his neck bones to dislocate and die.

But his struggle was in vain. Qiao Lun's hand fell on his face. The knuckles were clear and the palm was full of flesh. The palm that looked very vital was now blooming with scarlet brilliance!

Seeing that glorious moment, everyone saw a distorted version of themselves.

"Why am I so afraid of Ursus? He has already killed me, so why am I stupid enough to offer fear to that emperor so funny? He deserves it too?!"

Some infected people read the resentment deep in their hearts.

"Everyone on the picket line should die! The Ursus nobles are the culprits. They are the executioners and accomplices of the public! I will chop off their heads and use them as flagons!"

An infected person saw himself fleeing in embarrassment - behind him, his father, sister, Uncle Sal, Grandma Amorim... the beasts on the picket team slashed their defenseless bodies with long knives, laughing while killing them.

"Why? Why can the Ursus nobles mess up my life? Just because they saw me weeding in a field trip and I was in a bad mood, they want my whole family to wander in the wind and snow? Why, what, what? !”

"Usus is a chariot? I'll go to your [Usus expletive] chariot! I [Usus expletive] have lived in Ursus for so long, you [Usus expletive] tell me about this chariot If we lack a little fuel, [Usas expletive] let me burn it to ashes in the furnace?!!!"

……

Infect?brainwashing?persuade?negotiation?

No, these are all impure things.

As long as there is inequality, injustice, and never-ending greed in this world, the voice of dissatisfaction will never disappear.

Even if you try your best to disguise yourself, even if you try every means to suppress it, dissatisfaction and anger will eventually accumulate deeper and deeper, and the longer you tolerate it, the more anxious you will be.

The scarlet color only removes a little bit of self-control in human nature. The infected people who have been repeatedly persecuted by Ursus' extremely cruel policies can't help but turn their eyes red and burst into anger!

Their blood flows feverishly in their bodies, and the angry hormones are released bit by bit. The pain and injustice of the past turn into laughing monsters in their minds, replacing the rationality given by life bit by bit.

"Brother, it hurts so much. It hurts so much."

A brother saw his sister standing alone in the dark city with her head bowed. In the background, a big man wearing expensive clothes opened his scarlet eyes and opened his greedy mouth. Then, a pair of disgusting big hands tore every inch of the girl's flesh.

"Child, run! Don't look back! Don't look back!"

A child returned to the past. He was running desperately, with irritating blood welling up in his throat. Anger and despair condensed into ever-lasting resentment in his eyes. Behind him, a respectable woman blocked the Ursus guard. The sound of swords and arrows falling on flesh and blood was as hasty as water drops falling to the ground during a heavy rain!

"Run! Run!"

The girl who was shot through the calf by two long arrows pushed the younger child forward, but she was slowly pulled by the slave-catching team with ferocious faces on the rope attached to the long arrows. Carry it close.

"You mean little Lani, ugh..." The face of the rescued miner, who had been smeared into a clay sculpture by the mining soil, had a profound sadness on his face:

"Dead. Every source stone in Ursus's mine is stained with human life. The survival of this empire eats the blood of the infected."

……

How much pain has been forgotten?How many people are unwilling to be overwhelmed?How much resentment... is buried deep in my heart, and I just want to watch Ursus burn?

The four gods of the virtual world disdain to play brainwashing tricks, they prefer to enlighten the believers themselves.

Chapter 111 The Four Gods of the Void Realm

So familiar.

Seeing the hazy layer of blood, a familiar feeling arose in Alina's body.

What others see is the cowardly and incompetent self. This past has awakened unforgettable experiences. They are crazy, they are angry, and they are driven to a dead end by themselves!

Tyranny and resentment become the trigger for violence. These infected people who have seen the red light are dominated by desire, but this desire comes from themselves and is no different from the outside.

There is always someone who can swear to be fearless and unconcerned in front of others, but when he is alone in the house in the dark night, looking at the stars in the dark night through the window, the only person accompanying him is the faint star on the other side of the window. Date yourself——

At this time, the same questions came to my mind as always, not self-deprecating and funny, nor witty as saying witty words in front of others. What I heard was only miserable self-talk, but it seemed to be another self:

"How many regrets do I have living till now?"

The more I live, the more I experience, in such a lonely night, in such a lonely time, the flowers are withered and the trees are decaying, the body is still growing but the closer it is to the destined end...the more I dare not look at that. I muttered to myself in my heart.

Aging will not make people look away, it will just move forward with time, making people entangled by it find that they have no other choice but to look away.

Survival is suppressing the infected. From genes to memories, from life to thinking, they are all telling themselves to live, to persevere, and to do their best to pass on life!

But the scarlet radiance lifted this, and the infected became furious and furious, wanting to rush into the nobles' mansions and chop off their heads!

Only Alina sees it

Looking at the light, I don't know why.

She is already a natural carrier of descent, and the god of "courage" does not intend to waste useful weapons.

Perhaps in the grand war with Chernobog, the God of the Void Realm, who has been infected by the "courage" of the Terrans, will launch all the foreshadowings at all costs?

But Alina's reaction will not affect Qiao Lun's purpose.

I am the inner guard of Ursus!I am the blade of Ursus!I am a warrior of Ursus!I am the sharp edge of this chariot!How come you...

The chariot of Ursus?Do I long to be a part of this chariot, or do I long to drink blood in the war?

No!Ursus will continue to get better as he charges into battle!Everything will return to normal in blood and loot!The glory of Ursus will not decay!

Is it the charge into battle that keeps Ursus running forever, or is glory driving Ursus to stay hungry forever?Am I longing for war, or am I longing for Ursus?

……

The erosion of the mind is almost irreversible. The spirit that is supposed to fight against evil creatures and flesh and blood is facing the crushing power of a great god in the virtual world. No one can be satisfied, and no one can remain calm. The captain of the inner guard is entangled by the bright red light. Every inch of flesh and blood was trembling, but bound by the thin golden thread, he could only face endless questioning and thinking.

"me!!!"