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

Raising his head, Liu Ji looked into the endless darkness and said softly: "Thank you... I think I will."

After that, he put away the two pieces, turned his head suddenly, and got into the ground.

The time consumed this time was not beyond his expectation due to some things, but at this time he actually couldn't figure out how long it had passed.

This sense of unknown made him extremely unsure.

"Hurry up, use the fastest speed..." With this thought, Liu Ji sprinted towards the ground at full speed.

Having said that, in fact, he had been sprinting with all his strength before.

Moreover, in fact, his speed may not matter at all.

In the dark underground, he once again slipped into a certain door without realizing it, and began a long journey through two worlds.

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The blood moon continues to spread.

Whether it is the tyrant's territory or ordinary cities and towns, there are mountains of corpses and seas of blood everywhere.

This disaster that once nearly destroyed the world has shown its extremely terrifying power in the collective absence of the brave men and the Mysterious Sanctuary.

It is pollution.

As someone guessed, that kind of pollution remains in the world and can never be eliminated.

Skeletons are killing, soldiers are roaring, powerless people are fleeing and crying, the breached city gates are turned into crumbling debris under trampling, and the collapsed city walls are destroyed by the aftermath of the battle into increasingly dilapidated ruins. , the bones of relatives crawled out of the ground, dragging people, even children's legs and feet, biting them to pieces.

In the apocalypse, no one will be spared.

The girl with long hair and purple eyes walked in this hell-like world, calm and indifferent, and seemed out of tune with everything around her.

The bones passed by her without any reaction.

People wailed and ran away from her, as if they didn't even see her presence.

She stared at the world quietly, as if watching a drama that had nothing to do with herself.

Right.

Originally, it had nothing to do with her.

Many people in this world have unknowingly become lunatics in a certain sense, but the crazy part may not be as manic as people often think, but rather manifests as the complete opposite indifference.

The world is a pasture...

When the turf of the pasture becomes barren, when the plague spreads among livestock, and when flies and corpses become the main colors of the pasture, no one will care about the few sick sheep left in the pasture and whether they want to continue. Stay alive.

The owner of the pasture only cares about how many gold coins he will lose, and how to rebuild a brand new pasture, sow the most dynamic grass seeds in the most fertile soil, and then introduce a batch of new high-quality seeds to continue making money. of big money.

As for those sickly old things, they were burned and buried, and there was no way to hide them.

The girl is also a sheep.

It's just a sheep that endured the excruciating pain, drilled holes in its short horns, and inserted a butcher's knife into it.

She walked through mountains of corpses and seas of blood, passed by the old, weak, sick and disabled, and walked straight in the direction of the ranch owner.

At this time, she no longer had this dilapidated pasture in her eyes.

The dark branches stretched out, piercing countless people and monsters, expanding and growing, and finally grew into bright blue branches, shining in the sun.

"There is still half..."

She whispered, and her figure slowly disappeared. No one knew where she went, just like no one realized that she had been here.

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Clang!

Ossa's sharp claws struck hard on the dense scales on the opponent's shoulders.

Although the blow was very shallow, Aosha didn't dare to stay any longer. He turned around and quickly opened the distance.

His judgment was very correct. In fact, in the next second, splashes of venom mixed with poisonous mist sprayed out from the position where he just attacked. Not only that, several sharp poisonous stingers also chased him in an instant. , Osa didn't dare to catch it with his hands, he waved his hand and threw several stones, knocking away all the stings.

"Damn it..." The fifth king Qi cursed.

He never expected that this unattractive-looking opponent would be so difficult to deal with. The blow just now was obviously very shallow, but he still felt the displacement of the shoulder joint. He had broken one hand before because he underestimated the enemy, and now another One hand was also injured, which made him feel quite embarrassed.

This weird fighting method was not unknown to him, but he clearly remembered that these people should have been killed by the Eighth King...

"That old guy, didn't he do his job cleanly..." the fifth Wangqi muttered.

"That old guy? Oh, haha, probably because I was too weak at that time," Ao Sa smiled.

"Sure enough, I should go on that mission. That old guy is only good at borrowing strength and always likes to leave some tail." The fifth king cavalry said with a sinister smile, "Humph, if it were me, I would never stay even if it were me. A living mouth."

"Oh," Osa agreed, "it sounds like I'm giving you a headache?"

"Haha, then you still think too highly of yourself," the fifth Wangqi smiled, "Yes, martial arts has its limits. I admit that you have already stood at the highest realm that humans can achieve. On this point, we They’re all the same…but, do you know, what’s the biggest difference between us and you?”

"Because you won't die?" Ao Sa raised his eyebrows, "But if we are here, this advantage is only..."

"Haha, this is of course a crucial difference, but that's not what I want to say," the Fifth King Qi chuckled. "The real gap between us lies in the power of the world and God..."

Before he finished speaking, Osa suddenly felt that the hairs all over his body were standing on end, as if he was the prey of a poisonous snake. A chill ran up his spine and reached the back of his neck.

The next moment, the cold snake eyes were in front of him.

Silently, without warning, and completely unaware of the other party's movements.

In his mind, the other party seemed to be talking to him a few meters away, but in fact, the other party was already very close.

When Osa came back to his senses, he felt a chill on his neck, as if some kind of liquid was being slowly injected into his body.

299. The ancients said that if you cheat, you will lose your intelligence. If you cheat for a long time, you will lose your intelligence in the long run.

At this moment, the Fifth King Qi felt from the bottom of his heart that he had won.

His venom is enough to kill strange beasts in the God Realm, and just one drop is enough to destroy an entire city.

Being bitten by him from the front, even if he is a demigod...

puff...

"Eh?" The fifth Wangqi was stunned.

He felt something stabbing into his back.

Then came the bone-crushing pain.

It was the severe pain of being cut off from the spinal cord.

Then, his limp body was slowly lifted up by Osa and thrown to the ground.

He looked at the big cat in front of him in astonishment, as if he couldn't believe why this man who had been injected with a mouthful of venom was still alive.

"Haha, why do you think a person who is not even immortal would be arranged to be your opponent?" Ao Sa smiled and rubbed his shoulders.

"Why..." The fifth king asked with difficulty in the severe pain.

why?

The reason is too simple.

As the guardians of the secret treasures, there were countless assassins who tried to poison their villages to kill the entire village. These despicable desperadoes never hesitated to use the dirtiest means to kill their targets. I don't care if this move drags many innocent people into the water.

Therefore, when it comes to dealing with drugs, no one is better than them.

Along with a tremor from the inside out, venom splashed out from the wound bitten by the fang, fell to the ground in the distance, and turned into a steaming poisonous mist.

"Huh, your temper is indeed strong enough," Ao Sa let out a long breath, "But it's not fatal. Hehe, even if a brave man comes to fight you, if he gets hit by this move, he should lie down completely."

The fifth king's knight stared at Aosa and gritted his teeth.

He is too uncomfortable.

This whole fight had been hard on him.

From underestimating the enemy at the beginning to being tricked just now, the reason is not so much that he underestimated the enemy, but rather because the other party seemed to know everything about him, while he knew nothing about the other party.

but……

This was never a problem.

He hadn't collected intelligence about his opponent before a battle for who knows how many years.

I can't die anyway...

"Ah!" The fifth Wangqi was stunned for a moment.

At this moment, he seemed to suddenly realize the problem.

According to Turin, once they die here once, they are likely to be out of action forever, no, at least temporarily in this battle.

Although he knew very well that the king would be able to liberate them when he finally won, the face of this battle was basically lost.

This also means that in this battle, their advantage of immortality is gone.

In fact, for a long time, they have relied on their immortality to collect intelligence on their opponents, and they have even become accustomed to this fighting mode.

It was precisely because of this habit that he suffered such a big loss in this battle.

"Wait...no," the fifth king knight suddenly muttered.

Aosa looked at him and frowned.

A bad premonition rose in his heart.

"No, if you can completely incapacitate us by killing us, then why don't you kill me?" the fifth king asked coldly.

"Haha, is it necessary?" Ao Sa smiled, "Isn't it interesting to see you curled up on the ground in such an ugly manner?"

"No, you don't have enough manpower. Killing me and then supporting others is the best option." The fifth king knight glared at Aosa, "Are you afraid to kill me, or are you waiting for me to commit suicide?"

"So, are you going to commit suicide or not?" Ao Sa asked with a smile.

The fifth Wangqi looked directly at him and suddenly laughed fiercely.

"Now that things have come to this, do I have any reason to continue paralyzing here?" The Fifth King Qi smiled grimly. Then, his body suddenly stiffened, and then without warning, the whole head exploded and turned into a Ground debris.

Aosa looked at his body and secretly sighed.

Sure enough, dealing with these guys is not that simple.

But the situation is not too bad, at least I forced him to commit suicide, which should suppress his rebirth for a few more hours.

As for this time.

Haha, this is how the undead think. He always feels that he should help when he has time. But in fact, if he has to fight this protracted war, he will not have the energy to care about other people.

Sitting cross-legged on the spot, Aosha closed his eyes and adjusted his breath, allowing himself to rest as much as possible without falling asleep, and also to clear away the remaining poison in his body.

This guy's poison was indeed the most terrifying he had ever seen. He was far from being as relaxed as he appeared after being hit by this wave of sneak attacks. Fortunately, he had plenty of time to recover.

As for the situation of others.

All he can do is give them pure newcomers.

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The potato battlefield is expanding crazily.

To be honest, although they have some information, it is really hard for you to imagine how weird the First King is before you actually confront him.

In the first moment of the fight, although it seemed that the potatoes were chopped by him, it was just a plan that the potatoes had already planned.

Their body structure is special enough that they will not die if they are cut off, and they can be stained. Not only that, there is no strict division of labor between their body parts. It does not mean that where there is a hand, it must be a hand, and the hand can be a foot. , feet can also be hands.

That combination was their strategy to lure the enemy deeper.

In just the next moment, they regrouped their bodies and attacked the first general at an extremely cunning and strange angle.

Great results.

Even more impressive than imagined.

The first king will be cut into pieces by them, and then it will become eight on the spot.