Wars are boring, and if someone says that war is extremely interesting, it can only mean one thing, and that is that he is a pervert. Pen ~ fun ~ pavilion www.biquge.info

This statement is also applicable to the battle, if the real interesting thing about war and battle is the gain and joy after victory, although this is very thankful, but in general, there will be a winner and a loser, the joy of the winner is the pain of the loser, no one likes to lose, so only those who always think that they can win in their hearts like war, and there are a few such people who are not perverts.

I love fighting, so I'm a pervert, or rather, all the superiors, all the undead, all the gods are perverts. Because these people all have one thing in common, and that is that they have nothing to do but fight.

Unlike other worlds, the human world still has some unwarranted goals to strive for, of course, this is for human beings themselves, the lower human beings are conscientious to maintain their lives, they are eager to be able to enter the upper level, there is only one purpose, to live a better life.

In fact, human perceptions and desires are easily satisfied within a certain period of time, but after this period of time, they will want to live a better life, and the so-called endless desires are exactly what it means. But the real superiors of the human world are different, they have already enjoyed what they can enjoy, and it can be said that the human world is no longer a foil for them, but a shackle.

Therefore, they can only develop in the direction of perversion, and there is only one goal that can satisfy them in the human world, that is, to conquer, to conquer all the places and human beings that they can see.

Gods, undead, and other high-level creatures are different from humans. There will be absolutely no problem in the life of the people and gods in the divine realm, so they only have to fight, so every moment in each divine realm there will be a team to set off, either to explore the new world, or to conquer the opponent who is regarded as an enemy, in short, they have nothing else to do except fight.

The undead are even more perverted, they can't live if they don't fight, because the soul and the breath of the undead are fixed and will be constantly consumed, so if they don't kill other undead to grab their soul energy and breath, they themselves will be weakened to death.

I'm also an outlier, because I have gained a lot of soul energy, so I don't have to worry about my death, and I still live in the human world, a world where there are no major disputes, so my current personality is similar to that of humans and their shapes, but the same problem is that the speed of my strength growth is very slow.

Although the speed of my strength progress is acceptable now, this is basically not what I rely on my own cultivation, I will think about my own experience, the more dangerous the situation, the more room I can improve, which is also the reason why my current strength can be like this, although I am in the human world, but I always seem to be able to encounter danger.

So now, when I was facing the danger of destroying me, my heart suddenly calmed down, all thoughts were emptied, all emotions were eliminated, and now there was only such a thing as fighting in the sea of souls, and I had never faced life and death like I did now, so I had never felt like I was now a pure undead.

It's really pleasant, so it's really perverted.

When the strange stick was pointed directly at the center of my brow, I could even feel the air at the top of the stick being emptied, and the huge pressure pressed on my brow. I closed my eyes, and the magical power of light and darkness rushed into my bones like a surging wave, so smoothly and so smoothly that I had never been able to mobilize the power in my body before.

In this moment, everything around my body was under my control, including the unknown force that locked my body's movements. With a gentle clap of my hands, I shattered the power that locked me, and with the help of this force, my body shifted a distance of about thirty centimeters.

The air pressure generated from the tip of the stick that was originally pointed directly at the center of my eyebrows was cut from the center of my eyebrows to my chest as my body moved, and a long blood mark was drawn from the center of my eyebrows, directly exposing the bones inside, and then the stick poked directly into the center of my chest, although the head was dodged, but the vertebrae were still pierced.

"Not bad! In the end, I was able to dodge such an attack from me, but my vertebrae were broken, and people like you would still abandon the God of Light when they went back, so it was still the same sentence as before, your head, I will not be a polite subordinate. After he said play, he released the stick that had penetrated my body and pinned me to the bottom of the pit.

"I didn't expect to be here, and at the end, I want to ask, do you know why I have the title of Captain Ghost?" I said with a bloody spit.

"I'm not interested in dying so much, but I'm going to turn you into a real Captain Ghost right away." The orangutan general said with his rough hand in my face at this time, and I guess his next move was to unscrew my head, but unfortunately he didn't have that chance.

My palm ran through his thick sternum, and three fingers grasped his heart, and with a gentle squeeze, although I couldn't see it, I could still imagine his huge heart bursting open.

His body slammed into a slam, and then he wanted to jump away with the strength of his lower limbs, but I had already thought of such a scene. The arm I had passed into his chest suddenly spread out, and the foremost hand bone stretched forward some distance forward, grabbing his spine bone directly, and at the same moment, under my mobilization, the undead aura connected in the bones exerted force, reconnecting my separate bones.

I pulled back, he jumped back, and the result of the collision of the two forces was that his spine bone was broken. I withdrew my hand from his body, and as soon as the blood leaked out of the air, it disappeared in an instant, and the orangutan general slowly fell to the ground. The high fountain of blood that erupted from his chest vanished before it could fall.

I stretched out my hands and pulled out the unknown iron rod that held me in place, then slowly stood up and sat down in front of him. He won't die anytime soon, and when the last drop of blood drains up, his real death will be.

"Who the hell are you?" He looked at me suspiciously, and his voice was no longer as powerful as before.

"I told you everything, I'm a spy sent by the dark gods, why don't you believe it?" I said.

"How can such a thing be believed, how can the believers of our Lord have the power of death and light." He yelled at me.

"Therefore, go and ask your Lord with doubt." With that, I cut off his head.