About the brave man who became a thousand-year-old potato and ended up destroying the world

Obviously, this is some kind of experimental product.

Maybe it's a semi-finished product...but it could also be the finished form, which is what it looks like.

After all, Anvada could feel that the aura exuded by these monsters was much stronger than the ordinary warriors before.

Perhaps, their individual strength can reach the level of a guard...

Although it may sound inconspicuous, to be honest, looking at the previous world, Anwada has hardly seen any soldiers in the normal army that can reach the quality of the tyrant's guards.

Ok……

Of course, maybe this shouldn't be compared, after all, those tyrant soldiers are not normal.

However, it was enough for Anvada to be surprised that just one force in the city, not even the military, could possess this level of force.

But again, that’s all.

At this time, the monster rushing at the front was already flying towards Anvada.

However, Anwada just raised his hand, and he didn't even see his move. The monster had already turned into a pile of broken pieces in the air, and crackled on the wall and floor behind Anwada.

"Haha, after all, they are still soldiers. No matter how many people come, they are just soldiers in the end," Anwada said, turning his guns in turns to attack the crowd of monsters.

In the shadows a little further away, a blond man was hiding in the shadows, looking at the scene in front of him with a pale face.

"Report, report to Mr. Miguel, the enemy is a bit too strong, and the red crystal group can't deal with him." He grabbed a small disk, his voice trembling, "Please wake up the master quickly, I really Don’t know what to do…”

Before he finished speaking, he suddenly felt a chill in his vest. He looked down and saw a bloody spear tip piercing his chest.

He opened his mouth, and just as he was about to say something, the spear was instantly withdrawn from his body.

A mouthful of blood poured out from his mouth. With a sudden sound, he knelt on the ground and fell down with a bang.

"Well, sure enough, it's too weak," Anvada shook off the blood from the tip of the gun, stepped on the corpse, and walked leisurely back in the direction he came from.

At this time, looking at the entire space, the large group of monsters that crowded the passage have all turned into lumps of garbage scattered on the ground, and not even one can retain a complete human form.

However, just when Anwada stepped out of the pile of corpses and was about to go back to find Snow, he suddenly stopped.

Looking back, I saw that the translucent corpses were all squirming together, as if they wanted to gather in the same place.

"Ah……"

Anvada smiled.

At one point, the gun came out like thunder.

A dull black spot appeared in the center where the corpses gathered, and in the next moment, all the corpses around him turned into a burst of dust.

"Old development..."

Speaking softly, he turned around, played with his short spear, and walked leisurely towards the way he came.

175. Two-in-one, come on, let me show you a big baby

The sharp fangs are like steel nails and iron blades, the swollen muscles show an exaggerated shape, the sharp claws seem to be able to tear apart space, the wings composed of skeleton and membrane are spread out to several meters long, and the long tail is equipped with tail spines. It swayed back and forth, drawing a harsh sound of breaking wind in the air.

There are also some small pores distributed on the skin, such as the crook of the elbow, behind the shoulder blade, under the collarbone, etc., and dark green gas is constantly escaping outward.

Liu Ji looked at his body with elemental vision, feeling a little dazed.

The result of this change was slightly different from his imagination.

Moreover, those fangs, big mouth and ferocious face are really ugly...

"I see, it will turn out like this..." The black figure looked at Liu Ji and nodded slowly, "That's right. After all, according to you, what should be inherited is the life form, not the personal ability."

"Ah?" Liu Ji looked at the dark figure in confusion, "But you look like..."

"I, um, let me take a look at you..." The black figure said, and the black mist on his body slowly dissipated.

And as the black mist drifted away, his body began to expand. His dark wings slowly unfolded, and his solid muscles gradually appeared. The same ugly and ferocious face also appeared in front of Liu Ji.

"As you can see," the black shadow flicked its tail and straightened up, "this is my true appearance."

"This..." Liu Ji looked at the person in front of him in shock.

Although he looks the same now, there is no doubt that he can't be associated with a hero in this way. He looks more like a demon king from somewhere.

"I, I thought the appearance on the statue in the city was your true appearance..." Liu Ji murmured.

"Yes, I was. After all, I was once called the Hero of Light." The man looked at his sharp claws. "Although I can't remember it clearly, at least I was not as ugly as I am now." …”

"Is that so? That's right. You look quite handsome on that statue," Liu Ji said. "And after all, you are someone who can find twelve wives..."

"Oh, probably. I vaguely remember that when I became like this, I might have been sad for a while?" He squeezed his palms and said sadly, "It's ridiculous. I still remember the Brave of Light. This name, obviously this name is a irony for me now..."

"What do you mean?" Liu Ji frowned.

"Well... how do I put it, what do you think of this body?" the man asked.

"This body?" Liu Ji clenched his fists, "Well, it feels very strong. This sense of power feels much stronger than the normal state of the desert incarnation..."

"Desert Incarnation is supposed to be good at being flexible and changeable. Strength is not its strong point. Of course, the attack method that even collapses itself is an exception. However, the conditions for using that kind of attack are also very demanding," the man Said, "Well, in short, a body like this should be a good weapon for someone like you who can switch life forms at will, right?"

"Yeah," Liu Ji nodded, "But, I guess it has some side effects...for example, can't see the light?"

"Ha, that's right, it's quite obvious," the man smiled, "otherwise I wouldn't be huddled in a place like this all day long..."

As he spoke, his figure was slowly shrouded in black mist again, and turned back into the vague black shadow.

"You should have thought about it. For you, it may be a good transformation, but if you can only live in this body, it will not be a comfortable experience." The man's figure flashed and he sat down again. He returned to his chair, propped up his chin, and said calmly, "After all, this is essentially a curse."

"The curse of the brave?" Liu Ji asked.

"Really? To be honest, I can't remember clearly..." The man sighed, "I only remember that this curse seems to be the only reward I got after saving the world."

Liu Ji was a little stunned, but he quickly figured it out. Considering the attitude of this damn world towards brave men, it doesn't seem surprising that the so-called "reward" after saving the world is a curse.

Rather, they really need to give out such a "reward". No one in power would want an extremely powerful warrior with endless lifespan to run around the world. They would rather see him stay underground without seeing the light of day. Then they Go and enjoy the singing and dancing after world peace.

"So, you founded this city?" Liu Ji asked.

"To be precise, I created a race," the man said, holding his chin. "There used to be no so-called Earthwalkers in the world, until children with my cursed blood were born one after another, and they also carried the same burden. Cursed, they are stooped and ugly, and the sunlight will make them uncomfortable, forcing them to stay in the dark underground for the rest of their lives..."

Liu Ji was a little surprised.

He originally thought that one person creating a race was just a joke, but he didn't expect to see a real person who had achieved such a feat today.

It's just that he obviously won't tell such a joke now. After all, it's not a happy thing to think about future generations being implicated by him and unable to live a "normal" life.

Perhaps the current Earthwalkers have long been accustomed to all this and only regard it as racial diversity, but to the man in front of him, all this seems like a nightmare connected from beginning to end.

And the beginning of it all started when he took on the responsibility of being a hero.

Looking at the dark basement, Liu Ji was silent.

Faced with such a ridiculous reality, he really didn't know what to say.

The man opposite seemed to be in the same mood, and for a moment, the two of them fell into silence at the same time.

However, the silence did not last long.

A few minutes later, suddenly, a strong vibration came from the lower level underground.

"What's going on? Earthquake?" Liu Ji was startled by the sudden shaking.

"Huh? That's weird." The black figure leaned down and put the side of his head on the floor, "It's that building again? Are you the only one causing trouble there?"

"Huh?" Liu Ji was stunned for a moment, "No, I should be the only one...wait, no, Yayin won't go to me!"

Thinking of this possibility, Liu Ji suddenly panicked and said hurriedly: "Well, brother, what should I say? It's really a bit careless to do things today. My companion may be up to something. How about you first?" Let me go back and I'll hold you back..."

"Well, it seems like it's too late," the black figure stood up slowly and shook his head, "But that's all, didn't you also say that this city is not right now..."

"Uh, I said it, but," Liu Ji was stunned for a moment. Before he could finish his words, the black figure spoke again.

"If there is anyone in the whole city who I can clearly feel is unreasonable, it would be that guy," he said. "I think, maybe, it's time for him to die..."

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Go back a few minutes in time.

Jingding Building, top floor.

Snow's right hand drew out the last series of complicated inscriptions, and along with a burst of light from the teleportation circle... nothing happened.

Snow frowned immediately.

He quickly carved a few more lines of mantras on the ground, and then there was another burst of light, but still nothing happened.

"Hey, what a ghost..." Snow stood up, frowned and looked around the ground, walked back and forth a few steps, and repeatedly checked the tracks on the ground, but still had no clue.

"Uncle, what's wrong?" Na Beilin asked at the side.

"The magic veins are normal, the activation key is available, and even the activation can go smoothly, but what does it mean if it has no effect?" Snow frowned, "It can't be that this thing can't be used at all, right?"

While they were talking, they heard another commotion outside the door.

A few minutes later, Anvada poked his head in and asked, "Hello? Master, are you okay yet? There are more and more monsters outside?"

"Damn it... Anvada, are you sure there is no other way to the upper level?" Snow asked loudly.

"I'm sure, I've explored the entire first floor. There is no other way except here," Anwada said. "The upper two floors are completely enclosed spaces. It's impossible to go up without relying on the teleportation array."

"Hiss..." Snow frowned and rubbed the center of his eyebrows, "No way. Could it be that the teleportation array is not actually on this level? Is this actually a fake bait?"

"Ah? Isn't it?" Anwada was stunned, "Doesn't it mean that there are possibilities on any floor? How can I find it?"

"It will definitely be too late to search layer by layer, and just one fake bait is enough to waste a lot of time for us," Snow crossed his arms and frowned, "It's troublesome..."

At this moment, a voice came from behind Anvada.

"It sounds like someone is in trouble here?"

That familiar voice stunned everyone present.

Anwada slowly turned her head, then slowly turned back again, looking at Snow with one hundred and eight question marks.

Snow's eyes also widened, and he stood there blankly, looking at the figure who crossed Anvada and walked into the room.

Na Beilin, who "didn't know anything" on the side, was the first to react, and immediately shouted in surprise: "Ayin! Why are you here! When did you come here? Why haven't we found any news about you? !”

"Hi, Beilin," Yain said hello to Na Beilin and said with a smile, "I've only been here two days, and I'm looking for you."

Then, Yain turned her head and looked at Snow.

After looking up and down at this old man who looked completely different from before, Yayin bit her lower lip and said with a smile: "Hey, Snow, this look doesn't look like you..."

"Damn it, you bastard," Snow's voice was trembling, and he walked towards Yayin step by step, stretched out his hand, and touched Yain's head, "You are really... ha, it's good to be alive, it's good to be alive. OK."

"Well, I'm sorry for making you worry," Yayin knelt down slightly and hugged the old man who was a section shorter than herself.

He had always been so high-spirited in the past, but she could understand the reason for his haggard look now without even thinking about it.

Watching the interaction between the two people, Na Beilin was a little confused.

She subconsciously cast a doubtful look at Anwada, but found that there were more question marks on the other person's head than hers.

After a while, Snow finally calmed down again and asked, "How did you survive after that?"

"We have been waiting for a month, but the tyrant has never come, and I don't know why," Ayin let go of her hand and shrugged, "Maybe it's because we are luckier?"

"What about Liu Ji? He's not with you?" Snow asked.

"He came here before. Didn't you meet him?" Ya Yin asked.

"Did you come here first?" Snow was stunned for a moment, and suddenly remembered the "black-armored general" who acted abnormally, and suddenly realized, "Ah! It's him who came to cause trouble!"

"Who?" Anvada asked.

"The disciple Ya Yin accepted is a very powerful boy," Snow said. "He killed a king's knight with his own hands before."

"Huh?" Anwada's eyes suddenly widened, "What? Wang Qi? Killed?"

"Well, the Ninth King Cavalry, after he killed him, this girl blew us all away with phase storm," Snow let out a long breath, "To be honest, I really thought they were dead at that time. .”

"Huh..." Anvada made a surprised voice, "Then I really want to meet him..."

"We will see you. Ossa and Jilunini are also with us, but before that, we have to solve the problem here first," Yayin looked at Anvada and said, "Hey, we haven't talked to you yet. You're saying hello, long time no see, I'm a busy man."

"Ah ha, okay, okay, I haven't been busy lately, I've been busy all day," Anvada smiled and shrugged.

"Really, that's really rare. It feels like it only happens once in ten years," Yayin said casually, looking up at the top of her head, "Well, do you want to go up there? Is there anything up there? ?”