Raise the knife, take the knife, close the knife!

By the time Ling Qi reacted, the ogre leader had already fallen at his feet, his body shriveled and shaped like a giant dry bone with a skin, and its soul was nowhere to be found. Pen, fun, pavilion www. biquge。 info

For the first time, Ling Qi was disgusted by the satisfaction of both body and soul, and when he looked around, the remaining eleven ogres were all prostrate on the ground, shivering at him.

The armored ogre is almost a meat ball and an iron-clad meat ball, so it is extremely difficult to sit down, let alone bow down with five bodies.

But they were terrified to the extreme, and for the first time, this giant weapon of war, which always terrified the enemy, showed such pure fear.

Ling Qi was silent, retracting the gift effect from the clone and the shock of the evil law, but the ogres around him still refused to get up, and did not return to normal as he imagined.

They were afraid of him, they were scared, he didn't understand what they were afraid of!

In the past, he liked the fears of others.

It's not that he is affected by the demonic bloodline, but his nature is unwilling to be subordinate, and he has wanted to be a master and a dragon among men since he was a child.

The Venerable Man is by no means a talker, but really wants to stand on the head of everyone, with authority over the world, and cover the sky with one hand.

In that position, there is no democracy and fairness, only autocracy and hegemony. Perhaps the morality on the surface needs to be maintained, but in reality there is no equality!

In his mind, if there is really such a day, even if everyone can't be willing to obey, then let those who dare not obey prostrate and fall to the ground because of fear!

That brings some psychological satisfaction, but of course, it doesn't matter to him at all. When he decides to do anything, no one dares to oppose it, or even help him, which is the key!

At that time, all should revolve around him, working for his goal, serving him to go further, until he reaches his goal, some ridiculously crazy ambition that almost no one thinks will succeed!

What he has to do is too difficult, so difficult that he does not hesitate to rely on those weak forces, so difficult that he refuses to put more effort and more attention at the same time.

Therefore, he has never been disgusted with the fear of others, which means that they have succumbed, which can make him achieve his goal faster, as long as he can achieve the goal, he doesn't care about the means, he doesn't care about the consequences, until now!

Ling Qi frowned and remained silent.

He raised his head, closed his eyes and took a deep breath, using the other ability in the gift, and began to devour the gray mist around him.

The mist soon swirled around him like a whirlpool, and even the ground was stirred up with a gust of wind.

Sure enough, both the demons and Sauron were extremely evil, and their methods were always full of a strong sense of evil, even the mist, which mortals smelled, was also filled with a corrupt aura like the smell of corpses.

Ling Qi was even more confused, compared to the gift of the doppelganger, could his own unknown bloodline be more "evil" than the former?

After all, evil is only a concept relative to justice, and perhaps in another universe where the order is completely opposite, it is the representative of justice.

And that kind of greedy thought that almost devours everything, behind it is a strong desire to destroy, and there is a matching bloodline ability, perhaps, this is the real public enemy of life!

"Soul Reaver!"

Ling Qi thought to himself, and remembered this talent profession and talent title that had been erased!

Whether he chose it, or whether it chose him, maybe it's just another illusion!

There are always some people in this world who are different, some people who are kind and make people feel pedantic, some people who are evil and make people feel afraid, and some people who are keen on power and fame and will do whatever it takes to get to the top. Like Ling Qi in the past, although he was a little crazy, although it was a little rare, it was by no means nothing.

But there is absolutely no kind of person who is crazy enough to devour the whole world, using all the resources that already exist to become strong and strengthen themselves.

There is absolutely no kind of person who would madly think that the starting point of a certain destiny is the death and destruction of the self!

Luckily, it can still be chosen!

But sometimes it's more difficult to have too many choices than to have no other choice. Because there are more roads, there are more wants, and the more difficult it is to make decisions.

Not so long ago, someone almost tried to tear out his soul in order to survive. Now, whether it is the soul or the body, he has become stronger out of thin air, and his pure physical fitness has reached the legendary stage, and bad things have temporarily become good things, but he has lost his decision-making power!

No matter how bad the future is, isn't it just a prediction of possibility?

Not to mention the future, he is already a half-step legend at the moment, so why hesitate and fear.

Many people can't even reach the warrior level after working hard all their lives, and some people who have a chance only set their goal to become a hero.

There were already two obvious path of legend and the path of transcendence of legend in front of him, and together they might become another, more open road, but he began to stagger from side to side, and even paced in place.

He was afraid, like those ogres, afraid of himself, afraid of the unknown part of his body, but he still refused to admit it!

Being strong can not need a reason because it can have too many reasons.

Maybe it's to get more enjoyment, maybe it's to get more rights, maybe it's to see the beautiful scenery from a higher place, maybe it's to see the truth behind the world.

But if one day even the concept of self-existence disappears, will everything still make sense?

Stopping at mortals, starting from people's hearts, Ling Qi can't give an answer. He had too many questions to answer, but he never doubted that as he got stronger and stronger, those doubts would one day be cleared up. Only this question, he knows, he will never give an answer, and when he can answer himself, he is no longer him!

More choices don't make sense to people like him at all, because that's exactly the same as no choice, and his character is destined to choose only the fastest shortcut, survival or survival, and so on.

No matter how much gray fog there is, there will always be a time when it will be sucked away, and when the world of light and shadow comes into view again, the battlefield in the distance is almost over.

Without the help of ogres, the orcs were always just a bunch of scum, especially in the second half of the battle, they seemed to have suddenly lost their command, only knew how to blindly attack, and were killed one after another, and even a small part of the defenders rushed out of the city.

After ten minutes of fighting, in the eyes of those high-morale defenders, their lord blocked the armor-clad ogre group alone, and even used some kind of magnificent and mysterious witchcraft to directly subdue these ogres who were defeated by him, the whole process was thrilling, just like an epic story performed by real people!

It was indeed just a story, because in Ling Qi's mind, he had not even been able to confront those ogres for more than three minutes.

After the fog closed, the momentum of those ogres fell back to the lord-level stage. The difference is that they have now become pets, puppets of their new owners.

The surrounding ground was cratered and looked like it had been hit by a large group of meteorites, which was a testament to the battle.

But was there really that level of fighting?

For him, even more bizarre things had not happened, Ling Qi was not surprised by this, he just greeted the group of warriors who were standing on the city wall and cheering at him, and slowly walked over with the ogre.

Seeing them cheering with high morale, Ling Qi was not surprised. After he blocked the biggest threat, the wolf cavalry retreated inexplicably, and if those warriors were in an absolutely superior terrain, dealing with a group of low-level orcs and losing their troops, he really had nothing to say.

It's just that when did they disobey their orders!

Rushing to the front line, and even rushing down the city wall, in that situation, of course, it can show heroism, and even a good way to respond.

But once he can't resist those ogres, it is likely that the entire defense line will collapse, or at least become precarious!

Ling Qi thought that he should be dissatisfied, but in fact he was unusually calm, as if he really had no intention of caring about the scheming of some subordinates, and he was indifferent and didn't even bother to explain the origin of those pets behind him.

The warriors looked at the ogre with obvious fear, they would never expect to fight alongside such a thing, the ogre's stench was just one of the reasons they hated this evil creature, and the deep-seated hatred and fear were the key.

However, even a pig understands that it is better to be able to subdue these things than to be enemies on the battlefield, so behind their great disgust, there is not much resistance to the lord.

Perhaps, in the near future, this will turn into a new and extremely legendary story. It will be passed on by word of mouth, in the circle of different people, into different versions. For example, the hero lord subdued the behemoth, for example, the demon king recalled the executioner.

Ling Qi didn't care, he just discovered the desperation on another battlefield nearby through a more powerful perception.

Quinn was walking towards him at this time, and as a commander, he didn't need to rush to the front line, let alone kill under the city. However, he overstepped his authority, because he was greedy for merit, so he had to take more risks. As long as the merit is greater than the sin, then the sin is no longer a sin, and Quinn has always understood this truth, and he has always thought that he understands Ling Qi very well.

It turns out that Quin doesn't understand Ling Qi, the energy of Ling Qi in the past is far less than he imagined, and the current Ling Qi is much bigger than he imagined.

In the past, because Ling Qi had to be evil, he had a lot of power but a small amount of energy. Now Ling Qi doesn't care about any mundane things, so his strength and qi have become larger, and he is only half a step away from that inhuman realm.

It is said that how high the heart is, how high the vision is. Ling Qi's current vision is higher than the sky!

Waving his hand to stop Quinn's words, he couldn't guess what he wanted to say without saying anything about Ling Qi, it was nothing more than a disguised request for merit under a false name.

In the past, he would have been earnestly comforting and sincere in his encouragement, but in fact he held a grudge because of it. He doesn't like variables, and he doesn't like disobedient people, they are all the root of variables.

Now, he doesn't care, he can tolerate it, if he can't tolerate it, he can't tolerate it, it's as simple as that.