Chapter 466: The beast is about to die, and its song is also mourning

If you understand the whole story, then I believe that any normal human being will empathize with Ling Mo's joy at this time.

Originally, Ling Mo lived in a society without worrying about food and clothing, although people were a little indifferent to each other, but on the whole it was quite equal, at least this inequality was not put on the surface, and there was nothing to worry about in terms of safety, as long as he didn't go to a place with few people in revealing clothes to run at night, he could spend the whole day peacefully.

One day, he got off work, eating hot pot and singing songs at home, and before he could figure out what was going on, he was suddenly thrown into a dangerous rainforest! What's even more terrifying is that those super magical creatures that originally only existed in legends have all become real species, and they are all hungry!

That's all it takes, and what makes Ling Mo even more uncomfortable is that there is another thing in his mind and consciousness that he doesn't know if it's a creature, a spirit, or some kind of program, chattering endlessly to give him 'life guidance' and forcing himself to cultivate! From time to time, he also releases some fuck-up tasks that are quite embarrassing when he hears them, and threatens with means such as 'punishment', 'restriction', and 'erasure' at every turn, forcing himself to follow the life route prescribed by this mysterious consciousness.

Is this kind of life really a human life?

Normal people will be frightened and worried when they find that they have an extra thing in their head that is not their consciousness, right? They will worry that their consciousness may disappear one day and be replaced by others, right? If someone feels overjoyed because they have been implanted with other consciousness, and feels that they are the chosen ones and are about to reach the peak of their lives, then I can only say...... Brother, your heart is so wide, I have a set of miraculous skills called "Schizophrenia", are you interested in referring to it?

Ling Mo has always believed that there is no love for no reason in this world, and there is no hate for no reason. Therefore, although the system could bring him a lot of benefits, Ling Mo was not interested in it.

In the past, Ling Mo's strength was low, and the system could almost nowhere it took him to round and pinch him with almost no effort, and Ling Mo couldn't even find out where the bottom limit of the power of this system was, so naturally he didn't dare to resist, and always followed the instructions of the system, and didn't dare to discount it at all.

Although in the process, his strength has made great progress, and he has also met all kinds of things worth remembering and cherishing, but that kind of fucking 'sense of being manipulated' has destroyed all this beauty, making Ling Mo have a strong sense of unreality, and always makes him doubt from time to time that his life is just an arranged script!

Now, Ling Mo finally saw the first ray of light when he stripped off the system in his body-

He is only a junior martial god realm, and the system can no longer fully control himself, the seal is not complete, and the task requirements will be discounted, and he doesn't even mention any 'obliteration'. So, what if your strength goes one step further and reaches the peak of an intermediate martial god, a high-level martial god, or even a martial god?

At that time, will this guy who calls himself 'the system' still be able to cure himself?

Previously, after the system ate a golden fortress thrilled level 10 magic 'atomic annihilation cannon' for itself, it ran out of energy and had to fall into a dormant state!

If you can reach the height of the strength of that broken machine, not to mention how you will be able to control the system, at least you can get a chance to talk to it on an equal footing, right?

Of course, this is just a beautiful imagination, and Ling Mo also knows in his heart that he may not be able to realize it in a short time.

Only after he had truly reached the eighth-level realm did he clearly realize how big the gap was between himself and the Golden Fortress! It was no exaggeration to say that it was even bigger than the first-level Demonic Beast to his current strength!

An inexplicable feeling made Ling Mo vaguely understand why the Golden Fortress often talked about 'low-level creatures'. He realized that he had misunderstood the broken machine before, and there was nothing to mock or look down on other creatures, the Golden Fortress was just a dry fact in mechanical, unadorned languageβ€”

In terms of life level, it is indeed higher than other creatures on the continent, because it is a certain 'cornerstone' that constitutes the Noahfa Continent! For this continent, it can be without you, without me, and without him, but it cannot be without the Golden Fortress! If it is gone, it is difficult to say whether there will be anything on the continent, but 'you, me, and him' will definitely disappear with it! This kind of high-latitude life, Ling Mo really can't think of any way to transcend it for a while!

After pondering for a while, Ling Mo suddenly smiled dumbly:

I can only be a real man for thirty seconds by relying on my transformation, and break through to the junior martial god, what do you want to do so much now?

Decades of ups and downs along the way told Ling Mo:

Although people should have long-term planning, they must not plan too long-term and too specific, because the changes in things and the changes in the world often exceed the limits of people's imagination, and too long-term and too trivial plans will gradually become the shackles of their own progress. Especially if you are high-profile at every turn, and you will be fighting for the realization of two hundred years, you will be pulling eggs because your steps are too big.

After thinking about these things clearly, Ling Mo finally pulled back his thoughts about flying. He was a little ashamed in his heart, recently with the increase in strength, he gradually slacked off, and was a little too relaxed in the face of the task of the system.

In fact, it can't be blamed that Ling Mo is so relaxed, at the beginning, the task required Ling Mo to use the strength of the Great Martial Master to defeat this bloody butcher of the sixth level, which is really a bit difficult:

Because the Great Martial Master has just been reborn from a high-level martial artist, although the organs all over the body have been greatly strengthened, they still lack the foundation of long-term energy immersion, and the explosive power is acceptable, but the endurance is really unsatisfactory. And it's not a coincidence, the zombie creature like the Bloody Butcher is not very strong in other places, but the skin is rough and the flesh is thick and the blood stripes are extremely long, and there is nothing important in the whole body, not to mention pinching and bursting the heart, even if it is a headshot, as long as the head is not so completely rotten, it can grow back!

In addition, according to the mission regulations, the few skills and equipment that Ling Mo got from the system could not be used in this mission. The system obviously wants him to show all the audience in the live broadcast that martial arts are very powerful at any level, especially in the same rank, and the combat power is far superior to the magic side! After all, everyone knows that it is impossible for a magister to defeat a sixth-level high-level demonic beast, in fact, even if the magistor is facing a sixth-level lower-level demonic beast, he does not dare to say that he will win!

With the above requirements, it would be very difficult for Ling Mo to kill the Bloody Butcher at the Great Martial Master stage, the error tolerance rate was very low, and he would overturn if he was not careful.

But now he wasn't worried at all, because at this time, Ling Mo was in the state of an extreme martial artist, and with the Heavenly God in his hands, not to mention the sixth-level high-level demonic beast, even if it was a seventh-level high-level demonic beast, he could forcibly kill it with the combat skills he had accumulated over the years!

With all the certainty, Ling Mo's mentality was very relaxed, and he even had time to joke to the system:

"Old friend, does it make sense to engage in this kind of strength limitation?

There are not many people in the whole world who practice martial arts, can they understand which level of power I use? It's not up to me to decide? In the course of the mission, even if I secretly use a higher level of power, no one knows, why are you so strict?"

What Ling Mo didn't expect was that the system in a semi-sleeping state actually answered, and it answered very quickly:

Nobody knows? Doesn't there anyone else know?

Ling Mo was speechless.

Next, the system changed the style of cherishing words like gold in the past, and it was very rare to start verbose:

If a cause wants to go long-term, it must lay a good foundation and must not cheat in the slightest in the initial stage! Otherwise, no matter how prosperous the development is in the future, it will be overturned by old accounts, or the more prosperous it is, the more old accounts will be turned over. Then because of that little flaw at the beginning, it will affect the overall situation, give people a strong sense of untrustworthiness, and then shake the foundation of the entire business!

To use an ancient saying from the previous generation of the Chana Empire, it is that if the name is not right, the word will not be good, and if the word is not good, the thing will not be done! Therefore, in order for the martial arts to prosper and prosper forever in the Noahfa Continent, it is necessary to ......

It was like a long speech like a party meeting, and the system was high-profile, and the meaning of the words was nothing more than telling Ling Mo:

Although this system can't control you now, I still hope that you, the host, can be honest and trustworthy, don't use the power of the extreme martial artist, and still obey the requirements to complete the task. The vigorous development of martial arts requires you to be willing to dedicate yourself, have the spirit of sacrificing the small self to fulfill the big self, and so on.

Ling Mo listened drowsily, but before the system could finish speaking, he found a blind spot, suddenly spoke, and asked strangely, "Why? Listen to what you mean, in the last human generation, there was also the Chana Empire?"

System: "......"

Ah, hidden.

I don't know what is difficult to answer this question, this damn system, it is actually directly and shamefully hidden, no matter how much Ling Mo calls, he will not respond!

Knowing that he couldn't do anything about the system, Ling Mo didn't continue to dwell on this problem, anyway, there will be time and opportunity in the future. He raised his head, looked at the bloody butcher, and smiled proudly:

"Are you going to die yourself, or am I going to give you a ride?"

The Bloody Butcher was silent.

Even after entering this strange space, there has been a strange voice in the soul fire telling it, 'You have been adjusted to the best state, and you are in the best combat environment, the enemy on the other side is just a strong outsider, you have the hope of victory, after winning, your gains will be beyond your imagination', it has no desire to fight at all.

It is a spirit born of resentment, and once the wish is fulfilled and the resentment dissipates, it loses all momentum. It stands to reason that it should have been 'exceeded' at this point. The power of the system has allowed it to continue, but it has not been able to reverse its current lazy state of mind.

Spreading out his limbs and assuming the posture of an ordinary fat man resting, the bloody butcher said to Ling Mo with a warm smile on his face:

"This ...... I don't know why you came to me, Lord Strong, but the tyrants who deceived us are dead, my obsession has vanished, and this body is useless. Every second of life is a kind of torture for us, I don't want to fight anymore, even if you kill me, I don't bother to resist. But before that, can you let me do two things?"

Seeing the surprised expression on Ling Mo's face, the Bloody Butcher pointed at himself and said with a smile:

"Do you think that as a resentful spirit, it is a little incredible that I can speak so clearly? To tell you the truth, as soon as the obsession disappears, I feel unprecedented clarity, although there is only one soul fire, but the 978 souls in it are very clear. Since everyone wanted to repent of their sins in life, I, the pastor ranked 467th, took on the role of the main consciousness for the time being. ”

Ling Mo raised his eyebrows and repeated, "Repentance, repentance of what?"

"When I repented of my previous life as a zombie, I ate the sins of many people. The bloody butcher said with a calm expression: "Although we can comfort ourselves that it was difficult to control ourselves at that time, it is a fact that we have eaten a lot of adventurers, and we still need to repent of it." ”

"Isn't it normal for different species to eat each other? According to your theory, shouldn't wolves eat sheep and pray?"

The Bloody Butcher's face changed slightly, and he said in a slightly higher tone: "But I am of the same race as humans, and no matter how we change, we still regard ourselves as human in our hearts.

Don't be surprised by my repentance, because I've lived long enough. Only young people are not ashamed of committing crimes, but are ashamed of repenting of their sins, and there are even some 'maverick' young people who are not ashamed of doing stupid things, but are ashamed of reforming their ways.

By the way, the person I'm talking to you now is number 122, and I was a sociologist when I was alive. ”

β€œ...... Take your to, but don't take too long. Ling Mo snorted lightly and asked, "I agreed to this first thing, what is the second thing?"

Speaking of this, the bloody butcher's face suddenly turned red, and it is hard for you to imagine how shy it is for such an ugly dead fat man to put on such a shy look...... What, meeting Ling Mo's gaze, it said expectantly, "That's, that's it...... That one...... I think...... I want to lick ...... with that name."

Before he finished speaking, the bloody butcher's face changed again, all the blushes quickly faded, and his expression began to be a little flamboyant, and even the corners of his mouth provoked a trace of evil smile:

"It's a pity that we've been living in a mess for so long, and we're about to disappear and have no heirs of our own. Believe me, it won't take long, after all, women are big pigs' trotters, and they are very easy to deal with!

Sociologist No. 122 was a virgin before he died, so I really can't say such a thing, but by the way, I am No. 788, and I was a freelancer when I was alive...... Forget it, what kind of gold will be pasted before death after death, let's put it bluntly, I was a cowherd before I was born, commonly known as duck. ”

"......" reacted on the spot for a while, and Ling Mo was shocked: "What do you want to talk to, and that licker, do you need to be so hungry?"

"You are not right, that Lady Licker was a very beautiful and intellectual woman when she died, and it is said that her name was ...... Alice?" The bloody butcher in the state of No. 788 was a little dissatisfied at first, and then revealed a statue of a pig brother, and said obscenely:

"And during the battle just now, I secretly tasted and licked the urine of the lady, she is in the ovulation period, we will definitely be able to hit it with one shot!"

Ling Mo: "......"