Chapter 11 Games

"Suppressing your inner fear and stimulating your own strength is a very difficult thing to do, and you are no exception. ”

The sound of the old pick echoed in the space.

"Isn't there anyone who can completely dispel fear?"

"Fear is the basic emotion of human beings, and once there is no fear, people are no longer called human beings. Those who seem to be fearless, they are not without fear, but they hide their inner fears in the deepest places, where even they can hardly perceive. ”

"There must be a way!" Li Feihong felt that his brain could be turned.

His own life creed was also given by his father.

Since it reminds me of him, I must pay the price of reminding me of him!

His eyes glowed with astonishment.

"I can feel, I can feel that the Eye of Hunt's disruptive skill is not simply disrupting, it is because of the spiritual dominance of others that he can only exert the power of disruption. Its ultimate ability should be to modify other people's memories, right?"

"You're right. ”

"So, if I'm going to disturb myself and not stop it, then I should also have the ability to modify my memory, right?"

"What are you going to do?"

"Huh!"

I saw that his eyes suddenly bloomed with a strong light, enveloping his brain in it for a while, the light gradually disappeared, and his face had returned to normal.

"If my deepest fears are going to be aroused, then deep down I make myself aware that it's just a game. It doesn't matter what happened to all this, I was just playing a game, even though it was just a one-life game. ”

"You're crazy enough to alter your memories. ”

"Let me try again!"

This time there was a long pause, and in the endless darkness, a bright vortex formed again in front of Li Feihong. Sistor's disgusting head poked out again. The disturbing murmur echoed in my head again.

The devil is here! They are here!

Your fears will be their strength!

Your blood will be their nourishment!

You have no future!

You're going to lose everything!

Li Feihong blinked, and the scene in his heart appeared in front of him once.

Unfortunately, you remind me of them. They had been dead for years, and I didn't want to think about them anymore. All, all of it, will eventually perish.

Li Feihong pointed the Origin Sword at Sisto and launched the Eye of Hunt.

Sisto: A low-level class in the Demon Realm.

Physical Strength: 800 (10 points for the average person)

Nervous response: 500 (10 for the average person)

Soul Power: 400 (10 for normal people)

Strength Intensity: 850 (10 kg for one point)

Running Speed: 30 (in meters per second)

Energy Intensity: 300

Even if you modify it into a game, can't it completely prevent the fear from happening?

"That's nature, even the fear game. However, it's not completely useless for you to modify your memory, and its power reached its maximum of 1500 when you collapsed just now. ”

Hmph, sooner or later, one day it won't even be garbage in front of me!

Hunt the space!

Li Feihong's eyes flowed, and his feet stepped on the ground, and gradually, the surrounding trees were thick, and the mountains and rocks were sweeping. In full accordance with Li Feihong's imagination, a scene of vibrant nature is created.

But at first glance, it looks full of life, and after a long time, you will find that there is not even a single animal inside.

But it doesn't matter.

And the power of the demon soldier Sisto has dropped to ninety percent of its original level. For Li Feihong, there is hardly any threat.

Rush!

He rushed to Sisto in a daze with his big sword in both hands, and was slashed down head-on. That posture made even seven or eight thugs tremble when they saw it.

But Sisto is not a thug.

He is a demon soldier, a powerful creature of the demon world. I saw him sweep it lightly, and as soon as he grabbed it, Li Feihong's chest had a big hole.

Is this what it's like to die?

It feels bad.

Don't understand why so many people want to die?.

He was still thinking about it, but Sisto stopped.

"It seems that you don't have much talent in combat skills. The old man's voice rang out.

"Heh!" Li Feihong looked at his bleeding hands and laughed. He said to himself, "It's like a game. ”

"Isn't life a game?"

"Haha! Lao Li, I believe that before you became the knowledge of the world, there must have been a person's soul, a very interesting person's soul, and a very good person's soul. ”

"It's useless to say so much, you have to kill it now, in the future, not only a demon soldier, but also a more powerful and more demonic creature. As long as it's not at the level of the Demon King, it can basically be simulated. ”

"I'm looking forward to it!"

Li Feihong closed his eyes and began to quietly feel his body, What is the difference from before, you need to calm down to find out.

Lao Slash once again relinquished control of Sisto. The murmur of the riot, the roar of the abyss, once again haunted his mind. However, he closed his eyes and did not move, as he had done the first time.

This time, Sisto let out a terrible roar and rushed towards Li Feihong. Its claws are steady and powerful, and its breath is fierce and blood-devouring, like a top-tier hunter delivering a final ferocious and fatal blow to its prey.

In an instant, Li Feihong's body was tightly fixed, and all his paths to life seemed to be tightly sealed. Except for Lao Kou, there is no one in the world, no one or a creature can save him.

Except for himself!

"Sword up!"

He pointed his right hand at Sistor's shoulder, and a black sword suddenly poured out of Sistor's shoulder, as if it had been pulled out of his body. The sword was drawn suddenly, and circled around Sisto's neck.

Sisto was still running, but its eyes were lifeless. It ran in front of Li Feihong, tilted its head, and separated from its body.

"That's a good trick. Li Feihong muttered, and with a hook of the fingers of his right hand, the black sword that gushed out of Sisto's shoulder flew into the palm of his hand.

Sisto's bone sword

Strength: 5 (1 for steel)

"Cut, it's not as strong as the Great Sword. ”

Although his mouth was full of dissatisfaction, he was very happy in his heart, because this was the first time he had used his own power, the power of an SSS talent that he still despised was still despised.

"Well done!" said the old man in approval.

"I don't think it's a good talent. The summoned sword has not yet originated and the great sword is sharp. ”

"Your talent hasn't been fully exploited. The reason why the body sword can reach the level of SSS is because it is inclusive of all things. It allows you to pull anything from your body on any target and leave it at your disposal. ”

"You're saying that if the other party is a ghost, I can draw its power and turn it into my own sword?"

"Yes. ”

Feeding the enemy and feeding the enemy with war, this kind of attacking others with other people's abilities can indeed be called the highest talent.

"Thinking about it like this, it's really suitable for my identity as a savior!" Li Feihong smiled knowingly and drew the Origin Sword again.

"Lao Li, come a few more, I can't wait to make the Demon Realm surrender at my feet!"