Weird Resurrection: I Ate a God

"Can I actually exchange for a spell?" Lang Ren's eyes lit up when he saw an additional spell option on the panel.

He clicked it and saw the icon displayed on it with expectation.

It's a knife!

[Uncopyable sword technique - Sword Art Online, first style]

[Usage conditions - you need to open a hidden door in the six senses, the sense of force, enter the state of full concentration, and learn the instant sword to master it. ]

[Sword Art Online, first style - use the instant sword, sacrifice your own soul, summon the Sword Art Online to come, and consume a huge amount of soul energy]

[Hint: This style is a special move - reverse cause and effect value: 50/exchangeable]

Looking at the prompt of the exchange interface, Lang Ren's expression was a little stiff, and his expression gradually became solemn.

Sword Art Online?

This sword technique is too crazy, it is purely killing one thousand enemies and injuring one thousand of yourself, which is equivalent to dying together!

"It's really a killer move, it can even kill itself." Lang Ren took a deep breath. This sword technique is too weird. It actually involves the soul, and even requires sacrifice to perform. It's not an exaggeration to say that it is a forbidden technique.

No wonder it can't be copied. If the person is gone, how can it be passed on?

The soul is the most mysterious origin of human beings. It's hard to imagine what kind of crazy existence would create such a perverted technique.

"I have been practicing since I was a child. The instant sword is also my trump card. For this reason, I will swing tens of thousands of swords every day when I am on guard. This sword technique... Why do I feel that the system is tailor-made for me?" Lang Ren's eyes were suspicious.

In the entire collection, the instant sword, the soul, and the performance of this sword technique are all indispensable.

All this is too coincidental, so coincidental that he doesn't believe that there is a sword technique that fits him perfectly nearby.

Suspicious as it is, the power of this killer move is also beyond doubt. At the cost of sacrificing the soul, he believes it must be terrible.

However, the risk of sacrificing the soul was too great. Although his soul was immortal, it was a sacrifice, which was equivalent to cutting off his soul and draining his soul energy.

What if the soul left and the body became an empty shell after the sacrifice?

These risks and consequences forced him to be cautious and careful, and this thing was too expensive. He didn't know how much hardship he would have to go through to get a full fifty causal value next time.

"Exchange."

After thinking for a moment, Lang Ren finally gritted his teeth and chose to buy it, with some madness flashing in his eyes.

After entering the transformation period, he no longer needed to stay in the danger zone to break through. All he lacked was the holy light field and some means of saving his life. If he failed to take his relatives away smoothly this time, he would have to enter a situation where both sides would be broken.

Since there was a plan to fight to the death, it would be better to be a little crazy. If he failed, he would die!

These causal values ​​might be of great use in the future, but for him now, improving his means was the top priority.

"Even if I sacrifice myself, I still have my appearance and spirit." Lang Ren clenched his fists. He was not just going to die foolishly. The second body was his trump card.

He did not intend to let go of those who wanted to hurt him. If these troubles were not eliminated, they would be like needles hanging over his head. He would always be mentally unstable in the future. These existences were like time bombs. He had been planning for more than ten years just to eliminate these needles hanging over his head!

Knowing that they were calculating against him, he did not sit back and wait for death.

So, he not only had to take his relatives away, but also kill people if the situation allowed!

[Purchase successful]

[Unreplicable swordsmanship - Sword Art Online, first style]

[Tip: This style is selected and matched according to the host's conditions. It does not really exist in the local area. It will be understood in the form of soul imprints. This style cannot be spread or taught, otherwise the imprint will backfire on the soul and this style will self-destruct in the body. ]

The cold system prompt sound echoed in his ears. The next second, Lang Ren stopped and felt a pain in his soul, as if something hot poured into the depths of his mind.

Buzz!

A mysterious aura spread out, and an obscure and strange circular symbol emerged clearly from his mirror eyes. Gradually, he closed his eyes, as if he entered a state of meditation.

At the same time, in his mind, he saw an extremely desolate picture.

It was an ancient battlefield with countless corpses lying, the sky was gray, the wind was gusting, and skeletons covered the ground one after another, as if it had experienced an unprecedented war massacre, forming a large mass grave.

Among the countless skeletons, there were broken or rusty swords, which had been washed by wind and rain and were covered with mysterious power.

Looking around, there were countless.

Indistinctly, he seemed to see countless heroic souls holding swords, defending their homes and countries, shouting to kill people, and the iron blood rushed to their faces.

They soared into the sky, and the swords in their hands burst into brilliant light, rushing towards the huge shadow in the sky, as if the swords pointed to them, invincible.

After a long time, Lang Ren opened his eyes, and the symbol in his eyes disappeared. With a breath of turbid air, his eyes were full of shock.

This symbol actually contains such a sad past.

Each of the heroic souls in the swords is full of murderousness and power, with despair and no hesitation.

In the name of swords, countless people soared into the sky and slashed at the huge shadow in the sky, like killing gods!

Although he didn't know the specific power of this Sword God Domain, he had already understood how to activate it. When he used it, he could summon the Sword God Domain!

"This sword skill is no less than my awakened ability, but the risk is huge." Langren was a little infected by the sad scene. Maybe only desperate people can use this desperate sword skill.

Suddenly, a familiar scent was approaching quickly, interrupting his thoughts.

"He's here." Looking at the shadow running towards the end of the horizon, Lang Ren smiled slightly.

This guy looked lively and energetic, but it made him worry in vain.

"Strange, why can't I share his perception and thinking?" Suddenly, as Maung Shenli approached, the smile on Langren's face gradually stiffened.

Can't sense it at such a close distance? Somewhat unreasonable.

A trace of doubt arose in my heart.

The dust was flying, and Maung Shenli got closer and closer, and then slowly slowed down. Lang Ren could even clearly see him breathing heavily and sweating profusely.

"Langren, you scared me to death last night. Where did you go?" Excited shouts rang out, and Maung Shenli waved excitedly and trotted over.

Strange, why I still can't sense it.

Lang Ren frowned and had a bad feeling in his heart.

"What happened? Why can't I share my soul with you?" He did not answer the other party's words, but walked to Maang Shenli's side and looked directly at him with puzzled eyes.

"What? You have a mole on your butt, do you want me to scratch it for you?" Hearing this, Maang Shenli suddenly took a step back, looked at Lang Ren's lower body, and made an expression - No, I don't want to .

?

His answer confused Lang Renwen, and he was confused.

What's going on? How come this guy is so wrong in his answers?

I was asking him about soul sharing, but he wanted to scratch his butt...

Just outrageous.

"Ticking your itch, this...isn't appropriate. Well, since you said it, let's do it." Maang Shenli looked very entangled and resistant, but very obedient.

He seemed to be unable to figure out why Langren had this strange habit even though he could scratch himself...

And we just met, so I can’t wait...

The resentful expression made Langren feel chills.

Come on, sister!

"Be normal, I'm scared." Seeing that the second body language was not surprising, Langren felt goosebumps all over his body.

"Okay, I'll be gentle then, don't be afraid." Taking a deep breath, Maung Shenli nodded heavily and took a few steps forward.

"Don't come here! You're simply poisonous." Lang Ren backed up quickly and looked at him with a dark face.

He didn't understand why Maung Shenli became like this after one night, as if he was possessed by an evil spirit.

"Huh? You drank milk and had diarrhea?" Maang Shenli frowned, as if he didn't understand that Langren's intestines and stomach had become so bad.

Seeing the confused look on his face, Lang Ren felt a pop in his chest and was hit by an arrow, and said angrily: "Who has diarrhea? Can you speak properly?"

"No, you peed your pants? Okay, okay, I'll keep it secret and won't tell anyone else." Maang Shenli looked disgusted and said, "I understand, don't worry."

"..." Are you polite?

What the hell...

"Are you pretending to be deaf on purpose?" Lang Ren suspected that the other party was pretending to be stupid. He also had some doubts about whether there was something wrong with his ears and that his hearing was completely abnormal, just like a deaf old man.

No, this guy is even more exaggerated than this. It's like having earwax that has been blocked for ten years.

"Ah? Are there worms in your stomach?" Maung Shenli nodded in sudden realization: "No wonder you have a stomachache."

"Are you done?" Very good, Lang Ren was already starting to get a little angry.

Maung Shenli's eyes widened, and he looked at him as if he were a stranger, and said in surprise: "No, you eat bugs to satisfy your craving?"

"How can I eat it?"

"Shut up." Langren felt his teeth hurt from anger. He no longer wanted to communicate with this second body.

"What? Did you burn your mouth after eating?" Maung Shenli's eyes opened even wider.

"There must be something wrong with your brain." Lang Ren could already feel his liver hurting from anger.

"What? You were kicked in the head by a donkey? Does it matter?" Maung Shenli looked shocked and stepped forward with concern.

It was as if he was shocked at what kind of terrifying donkey it was to kick Lang Ren in the head.

"_(??`"∠)_"

What a sin.

Lang Ren was depressed and almost spit out a mouthful of old blood.

His face was red, he was so angry that he couldn't speak, and he was a little autistic.

Not only did he not ask anything from Maung Shenli, but he was not angry to death. The serious look on his face as he scolded him made him so angry that he almost had brain congestion.

He couldn't figure it out.

This was really weird. After just one night, Maung Shenli was not only unable to share his soul with him, but he was also inexplicably deaf, and he was very deaf.

Now he was sure that Maung Shenli was not pretending to be deaf, but really deaf.

A good clone will be useless at the drop of a hat.

Langren suddenly thought of a bad outcome. What if he took over Maung Shenli's body and became deaf in the future?

However, Maung Shenli also acted very serious and nonchalant, which made people even more angry.

Laughing to death, your mouth is so in need of a beating. If you go to a gathering place of humans, you will be chased and hacked for eighteen streets.

"All plans are ruined."

Langren felt that his blood pressure was a little high.

"What? That donkey smashed your head in?"

The shocked voice sounded again.

"..." Langren felt that he needed to drink a bottle of jasmine tea now.

Because if you drink it and die of anger, the cremation will be more fragrant.

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