(I just said I wanted to cos yesterday.,Today, a hundred people have come to join the group.,You guys are too real...... ）

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The Headless Horseman Kirtel was stunned for a moment, then overjoyed, and asked repeatedly, "Mr. Ling, are you saying that the inexplicable monster called SCP-173 just now will find my head and bring it to me?!"

Ling Mo corrected: "I will bring it to you, and then screw your head off and kill you completely, that's the point." ”

"No, no, no, that's not the point at all! The point is that I'm about to get my head!" Kirtel trembled with excitement, and jumped several times in a row, which was the only way to vent the excitement in his heart, and he was like an old donkey grinding, spinning in circles in place, and his mouth kept muttering: "What should I do, what should I do, what should I do? I'm about to get my head, I'm so excited, I don't know what to do! Sure enough, do you still wash your neck first? Do you want to take a piece of tape to seal your neck first? Otherwise, when you take your head, it will be itchy to have dust on the inside! No, no, no, it's better to bathe and fast with a whole body, right? I just don't know, which god should the headless horsemen worship?"

"Go and be the same as our old patriarch, worship the Xingtian he imagined!" Zero said angrily: "Speaking of this, I am angry, the old patriarch didn't know where to find an ancient book, which wrote that there is a great god called Xingtian above the starry sky, and there is no head, Mimi's head is the eye and the navel is the mouth, and there is no enemy with two axes in his hand from the South Tianmen to Penglai East Road." After reading this literature of the stall of the Chana Empire, the old patriarch fell into the devil, abandoned his best heavy sword and switched to a dual-wielding axe, and his combat effectiveness plummeted......"

Ling Mo looked up at the sky: "The life of your headless horseman is really colorful......

"After all, our Headless Horsemen clan are a group of dead ghosts whose 'past' is very vague and can't remember clearly at all, and it is natural for them to find some followers for their existence, in fact, I also understand the old patriarch's thoughts, that is, there are some problems with his approach. Zero sighed and said, "Don't you humans also have this problem? It doesn't matter which race, when you go back to history, you just find some celebrities or nobles to recognize your father, regardless of whether you are related by blood or not, in order to raise your own worth, in order to show that your ancestors have been broad, I am right?"

"Of course it's wrong, it's wrong. Kirtel was obviously very excited at the moment, but he didn't forget to subconsciously correct Zero's mistake: "First of all, you are now a human, not a headless horseman, and secondly, our race is now called the Hanging Bomb Knight, in the previous races of the whole referendum, this cool name passed the vote with an absolute majority, by the way, although my proposal at that time was 'Invincible Cool Hot Wheels Knight', I still voted two votes in favor of the wonderful name of 'Hanging Bomb Knight'...... Poof!"

Before Kirtel's words were finished, Zero had already flashed to his side expressionlessly, and his right fist sank deep into his abdomen, knocking all his words back into his stomach, and then the fist like a raindrop fell on Kotle's whole body, and while playing, Zero kept chanting in fragments: "I call you two yes votes! Call you two yes votes, call you two yes votes......

was beaten and screamed, Kirtel was still in a state of complete confusion, not knowing what he had done wrong, and Pikachu on the side also pulled Larlinger's pants a little stiffly, and asked cautiously:

"Pica?"

The master's father, why is the master suddenly angry?

Ling Mo squinted his eyes and asked, "What do you think of the name Hanging Heavenly Knight?"

Pikachu tilted his head, drew a circle with his paws open, and exclaimed:

"Bika, Bikachu!

I think it's very majestic! It would be nice if our Pikachu clan had such a domineering, cool, and catchy name! It's decided! When I have the strength, I must hold a Pikachu clan conference, and then I'm going to change the name of our clan to 'Golden Flash Super Invincible Mouse', that sounds pretty good?!

“......”

Ling Mo looked at Pikachu with painful eyes, completely desperate for the cultural level, aesthetic taste, and naming ability of Warcraft, and Zero, who was not far away, naturally heard Pikachu's words, and suddenly turned his head, staring at Pikachu for a while with a sad gaze, feeling that his beating of Kirtel was particularly meaningless, and he couldn't help but stop.

Finally able to speak, Kirtlet, who was beaten up inexplicably, protested: "Joan of Arc, I feel that after you become a human again, you seem to have become a lot more insane!

Zero glanced at Kirtel faintly and said, "Let's not talk about whether there is a problem or not, even if there is a problem, what does it have to do with you?" Don't forget, once you bring the head, your broken soul generated by the body will become a 'secondary soul', which will be absorbed by the main soul in the skull, and become a boring memory." At that point, you'll be as non-existent as my predecessor, so why bother with all these haves and don'ts?"

"......" Zero's words made Kirtel silent for a moment, and then laughed self-deprecatingly: "Of course I know, we have the unsolvable fate of hanging the Heavenly Knight, knowing that when the head is recovered, it will be time for me to disappear, but I still can't stop my soul throbbing, instinctive joy, it's really fucking useless......"

Immediately, he changed his words: "But as a ghost, why do you want to think so much? Seeing that you have the opportunity to realize your obsession, but you are afraid of disappearing and cowering, can you still be called a ghost? Actually, I have a not very mature idea now, and I plan to practice it after I get my head, are you interested in listening to it?"

Knowing that the former Headless Horseman's deputy patriarch had made many innovative moves, Zero suddenly came to his senses and asked, "Oh, what do you think?"

"After taking the head, whether it is me who survives or the soul in the head, I plan to do it. Curtel pointed to his black neck and said, "That SCP-173 seems to be very sensitive to the 'Life Junction', when it finds my head, can you help me catch it, and then I will bring all the Headless Horsemen over, let this strange guy find the head of our people, and let the Headless Horsemen, a race that is not favored by Io, completely disappear into this world, how about it?"

After being silent for a while, Zero smiled: "Very good idea, I promise you, it can be regarded as the end of my three hundred years of life as a headless horseman, and it can be regarded as the last thing I have done for another self." ”

Ling Mo on the side didn't say much, just raised his head slightly, and sighed: "The race created by Io is going to be reduced by one again. ”

His tone was very calm, and most of the sailors in the live broadcast room couldn't calm down:

"Is the Headless Horseman just gone?

"Probably not? Doesn't it mean that the Headless Horseman was born from the legend of the Terran Nordic region, and as long as there is such a legend in that place, the Headless Horseman will be born in the Rotten Lands in a steady stream?"

"You made a mistake in the front, being broadcast live by Teacher Ling on the whole continent, all the people in the world know that the Headless Horseman clan has all disappeared, and there is no more Headless Horseman, how can anyone still believe in the legend of the Headless Horseman?

"Congratulations to Teacher Ling, although it is not your own hand (mouth), but another race has disappeared under your nose!"

"In terms of species diversity, Teacher Ling, who has exterminated several races alone, is really a big sinner!"

"Teacher Ling is not happy when you say that, as an eighth-level boss, what is the matter of exterminating a race?

"You're all concerned about the disappearing Headless Horseman, do I think SCP-173 is a pitiful little cutie......? No, the *** of the Hanging Sky Knight Clan has embarked on an endless journey of hard work and resentment to find their heads!"

"Little cutie, fart! Did you see that one-foot-thick mixture of blood on the ground? This monster usually doesn't know how ferocious it usually is, and how many innocent lives it has killed! Now it has ushered in this kind of ending, and it is completely self-inflicted!"

"These are all trivial questions! Your forgetfulness is really great, could it be that the essence of the power of those eighth-level demonic beasts mentioned by Teacher Ling just now is the key point? Knowing this information, can our human race go to the lair of which eighth-level demonic beast to make a big vote?"

"It's not that we're forgetful, but what if we know? Okay, now that you know that the essential power of the Golden Fortress is 'Sort of Priority', can you just pick off a screw from it? Wash and sleep, you have everything in your dreams!"

"The inverted effect of the Eye of the Firmament, the priority of the Golden Fortress, the endless energy of Andersen...... These attributes, as soon as they hear it, it makes people desperate, could it be that among those eighth-level demonic beasts, none of them have a slightly weaker attribute, so that people still have hope of defeating them?!"

"I think it's hard...... If the ability attribute is not in the stream, can you become an eighth-level demonic beast? Think about the benefits! Teacher Ling is about to advance to the 'True Eighth-level', and he will definitely obtain an amazing attribute! At that time, our human race will rise!"

"Actually, Teacher Ling doesn't necessarily need a strong attribute, as long as it's not too weak, it's good to be able to drag down the eighth-level boss on the opposite side so that it can't join the battle! Then use the strong strength of our Terran army to sweep away the other small fish and shrimp, and finally go back and kill that eighth-level demonic beast with Teacher Ling! The Terrans will wipe out the Eight Great Jedi, and the unification of the continent is just around the corner!"

"I think it's not just Teacher Ling, but also Master Ling, who was personally named the strongest in the mainland by Teacher Ling, can also look forward to it! If she also succeeds in the promotion, our human race will have two eighth-level existences!, thinking about the future seems to be very beautiful!"

“......”

Just when he was daydreaming in the barrage, Ling Mo had already taken Zero and Kirtel, and walked deeper into the factory, perhaps overconfident in the defense capabilities of SCP-173, they had already opened two iron gates, crossed three workshops, and still did not encounter any police and sanitary objects, all the defense forces in this abandoned factory seemed to be only the ITCH, and SCP-173 that had run away.

After putting his ear to the wall and listening for a long time, Zero raised his head and asked with some uncertainty: "After this wall, I have already heard the buzzing of those beetle beasts flapping their wings, is there only a little defense power in this factory?

"How complicated could it be?" Ling Mo shrugged his shoulders and said with some embarrassment: "Actually, there are more defense forces than that, it's just that I just killed ITCH and forgot to limit the area when I made the 'Primal Roar' move, and I shook all those powerful ghosts and spirit creatures guarding this factory to death, I'm really sorry I didn't let you see those strange ghosts, let's talk about it next time I have a chance!"

“......”

Is this the power of the eighth-level boss? Subconscious range skills, can destroy the spirits in such a large area? For those dissipated unknown ghosts, Zero did not hesitate much, directly stretched out his hand, and opened the door of the last workshop!

Buzz!!

The sound of insects flapping their wings suddenly became a hundred times louder, and the entire auricle was immediately filled with this sound! This last workshop was not so much a workshop as a huge pool, covering an area of dozens of acres! Countless beetle beasts were busy above the pool, and they were trying to scratch their necks with their two crab claw-like forelimbs, and they looked as if they were ...... if they ignored the difference in size Emetic?

That's right, it's just inducing vomiting! After observing for a few seconds, Zero immediately determined this, and with every tickle, the beetle's red face turned pale and white, and its mouthparts opened a little wider, and when the mouthparts opened to a certain limit, the beetlebeast would have a bulging stomach, and then spit out a small silver-gray ball from its mouthparts, and with a whoosh, shot into the pool below!

As soon as the ball fell into the pool, the nutrient solution in the pool immediately swam over more than a dozen strange creatures with pale green bodies like mud, if it weren't for the two big black eyes in the center of the mud ball, and a mouth like a pacifier, no one would recognize it, these mud mud are actually living monsters!

These 'mud' are competing for each other around the ball, and from time to time a few small bubbles will emerge from their heads to attack their companions, driving them away. After a few rounds of competition, the largest sludge won, the 'pacifier' opened slightly, sucked the ball into the body, and narrowed its eyes happily, visible to the naked eye, its size was larger in a few seconds.

There is nothing strange about these foam beasts, the most shocking thing is that in the middle of the pool, there is a huge jellyfish with a diameter of more than ten meters under the umbrella cover! Under the umbrella cover, countless tentacles are like silk, dancing regularly from bottom to top with the rhythm of this jellyfish's breathing.

Suddenly, under the jellyfish umbrella cover, the thick umbrella handle contracted like a heart, and suddenly, a whirlpool appeared in the entire huge pool! This whirlpool pulled everything in the pool towards the jellyfish, and when the jellyfish's umbrella handle stretched, the whirlpool slowly dispersed, and the whole pool returned to calm, and the beetle beast continued to spit small balls into it, and the foam beast continued to grab small balls, as if nothing had changed.

No, there are still changes.

Zero's sharp eyes immediately noticed the difference: after the whirlpool, all the foam beasts that were smaller than a certain amount disappeared.