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

"Yes... I don't deny that, maybe, I will regret a lot of people," Liu Ji smiled, "But if I don't do this, I will regret even more people..."

"You won't be doing anyone justice by doing this. Instead, it only shows your stupidity," Tulin said, holding a long knife and walking slowly towards Liu Ji.

Finally, he stopped in front of Liu Ji and put the long knife on Liu Ji's neck.

"Although you have been refusing to drink with me, I actually quite like you as a person," Tulin said softly, "However, I'm still sorry and let this farce end."

As he spoke, he waved his hand and slashed Liu Ji's neck with his sword.

However, the blade of the long sword bounced off Liu Ji's neck with a clang as if it had struck steel.

Tulin looked at Liu Ji in astonishment, as if he was looking at something incomprehensible.

Liu Ji looked at him calmly and said, "You don't think that, now that things have happened, I still plan to rely on my passion and momentum to move forward..."

The long black knife instantly disintegrated from Tulin's hand and regrouped in Liu Ji's hand.

then.

At a speed Tulin could not discern, the long knife pierced his chest.

The divine power of the body protector was easily penetrated, and the knife directly pierced the origin of his soul.

puff……

A mouthful of blood spit out from Tulin's mouth. He looked at the knife and then at Liu Ji, with endless confusion and disbelief between his brows and eyes.

"You are attracted to this knife, aren't you?" Liu Ji said softly, "Have you never thought about why it is here? It is an artifact from the upper world. Who do you think it originally belonged to? …”

Tulin's eyes trembled. He seemed to be thinking of something, but he didn't dare to say it.

Because he knew that it was almost impossible to happen...

but.

Liu Ji still spoke.

"Sheepdog, don't expect to get involved in the rancher's game."

The long knife was drawn out, and Tulin slowly fell to his knees.

He stared blankly ahead, unable to figure it out in his mind.

Those dragons...

How dare they?

Why are they?

them……

Liu Ji crossed his side.

Just then Túrin spoke.

"You still can't win..."

His voice was extremely weak, but it was still clear in this empty space.

"This place belongs to God after all..."

Before he finished speaking, his body had turned into a withering light spot, drifting away in the wind.

"I've never liked you," Liu Ji said softly, "I'm really glad for this, otherwise, I might feel even more uncomfortable now..."

Liu Ji looked at himself, waved his hand, found a set of pure white casual clothes and put them on.

At this point, he has to face an opponent whose armor cannot provide any protection. In this case, light casual clothes will suffice.

With a wave of his hand, the door to the outside opened.

Then he walked out.

Looking up, there are countless familiar faces.

They stood in the empty space and saw Liu Ji appear. Most of them looked relieved at first, but then, almost everyone looked at him with extremely complicated expressions.

Liu Ji glanced around and didn't see the figure he wanted to see the most.

His heart immediately tightened, and he subconsciously wanted to ask.

However, when the words came to his lips, he swallowed them back.

Holding the knife, he walked forward silently without saying a word.

Mowente looked at the knife in Liu Ji's hand and opened his mouth, but in the end he didn't ask anything.

Osa seemed to want to say something, but he raised his hand and finally scratched his head with that hand without saying a word.

Anvada looked at him, smiled slightly, and said nothing.

Magina looked at him, frowning slightly, thoughtfully.

Snow was sitting cross-legged a little further away, looking at him with a complicated expression.

Liu Ji walked past the crowd who were watching him, and finally stopped in front of Lim and asked, "Is there anything you want to say to me?"

Lim smiled slightly, saluted Liu Ji, and said, "I wish you good luck in martial arts."

"Oh, then, let me lend you some good words," Liu Ji smiled, and immediately stepped forward towards the deserted road. In the end, his figure disappeared into the invisible fluctuations.

The crowd was silent for a long time, and finally, everyone's eyes turned to Lim.

They all know that if anyone here knows something, it must be him alone...

Lim looked at them, but only returned a faint smile.

"Let's go back," he said with a smile, "I want to eat grilled pork chops."

However, no one replied to him, and everyone was obviously unwilling to be dismissed like this.

At this time, Magina came forward. She stood in front of Lim, looked directly into his eyes, and asked, "What does ranch mean?"

Lim raised his head and looked at her. After a moment of silence, he asked, "Do you really want to know?"

Everyone looked at each other for a while, and finally came together.

Although they didn't say anything, it goes without saying that Lim understood their attitude.

Moreover, at this point, what is the difference between saying it or not?

"Ha, let me tell you," Lim said with a smile, "Let me tell you how fucked up this shitty world is..."

0I 309. Decisive battle with?

Icy permafrost.

Looking at the world that had turned into silence in the darkness and the red moon in the bright sky, Liu Ji sighed softly.

Finally we have reached the last step.

However, the situation was more disturbing than he imagined.

This feeling of weakness makes people sincerely insecure.

However, he also felt more and more what it meant to be unable to control oneself.

Looking at the long knife in his hand and feeling the power flowing from it to him, Liu Ji couldn't help but hold it tighter.

Now that things have happened, it’s actually not difficult to guess.

The owner of this knife is actually the boss mentioned by the Black Dragon King.

And he was also the one who helped Liu Ji pick the pair of sun and moon from the sky...

Yes, Liu Ji met him.

At least I've seen it in a way.

In the desolate void, Liu Ji heard his voice.

He also told Liu Ji everything needed to fulfill Liu Ji's wish.

as well as……

That's a slim possibility.

The brave men Liu Ji foresaw in the previous world were truly great. Their efforts achieved the first breakthrough, allowing Liu Ji to successfully escape with the core of the world.

This incident was also an opportunity for the Dragon God to notice him. From the moment he foresaw this incident, the Dragon God started arranging everything.

However, he didn't know how far Liu Ji could go.

Liu Ji indeed guessed some things accurately.

For example, letting the core of the world swallow the artifact of creation is indeed a move that is enough to break the status quo.

But not entirely accurate.

In his opinion, this is the best strategy he can imagine to become stronger.

But the result will not actually make Liu Ji stronger. On the contrary, it will condense Liu Ji's godhead. At the same time, Liu Ji will lose all the power given by the core of the world. Instead, his combat effectiveness will become like a mortal.

It is true that if he can survive and have godhood, as long as he finds a way to cultivate his own world, collect faith, and condense divine power, he can at least stand on the same track as the real master of this world.

But obviously, the other party will not tolerate this happening.

Just like at the beginning, the other party did not allow them to steal the core of the world.

Liu Ji raised his eyes and looked at the sky.

The scene in the memory appeared again.

Golden rifts opened from the sky, and the nightmare-like army rifts in the memory emerged.

They were covered in golden light, with golden wings spread out on their backs, and their golden-red cloaks were floating behind them. They were solemn and solemn, just like angels in mythology...

Seeing them again, Liu Ji had a subtle feeling.

He suddenly felt that everyone here seemed to have the same strength as the tyrant.

Or maybe they are just the same model?

Who knows.

Liu Ji's grip on the knife became tighter.

He knew very well that the so-called immortal curse was meaningless against these guys. All the brave men in the previous world died at their hands.

He also knew very well that without his strength, fighting these guys on his own would be like hitting an egg against a stone.

No, even if he didn't lose those powers, if he wanted to fight against these guys, he would still be fighting with a mantis.

As I said before, at this point, the only person he can rely on is no longer himself.

The dazzling golden heavenly soldiers raised the war spears in their hands and shot towards him like lightning.

The next second, Liu Ji's body suddenly started to move. He only felt that his eyes were blurred, and the heavenly soldier who threw the spear was already dismembered in front of his eyes.

"So fast……"

This was Liu Ji's only thought.

The speed was so fast that he could hardly understand it, as if it was shorter than the smallest unit of time measurement.

But before he could realize the aftereffects of this blow, the scene in front of him began to flash again.

Images of the bodies of countless heavenly soldiers being chopped into pieces flashed in front of his eyes like video clips that were played out of frames. The long black knife was like a crosswood on a string, controlling his body.

Gradually, Liu Ji closed his eyes.

He feels this power, understands how to use it, and tries to cater to it, giving himself to it as much as possible, making his speed faster and faster...

I don't know how long it took, but when he opened his eyes again, he only saw golden blood splattering around him, and countless corpses slowly turned into ice and fell from the sky.

Unconsciously, he raised his head and looked into the crack.

Then, he saw a huge eye, staring directly at him.

Liu Ji smiled.

"Finally seeing you..."

After the words fell, Liu Ji rushed into the crack without hesitation.

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