Memory, life lines, arms.

Every person with the ability of the life pattern has it, and although the ability above the third stage is not a big handful, there will be at least twenty or so in a country with a larger territory. Although the Apocalypse Armament is rare and precious, there are at least a hundred of them in the world.

Those things can be found again when they are gone, but there is only one of the Foundation's strongest hounds and killers, Oni Che.

As a swordsman of mixed Japanese descent in Russia, in addition to his ability, he has not only won the title of 'Wai Xu Chuan Chuan' in dozens of swordsmanship schools in Japan, but also has extensive and shallow research on murderous swordsmanship in various countries around the world, including many secret swordsmanship that originated from China and started with 'Pure Yang' in front of the name.

In other words, as long as this guy can kill people, he is interested in all of them - poison, explosives. Medicine, stealth, and even sambo, Gracie Jiu-Jitsu, Muay Thai, Tan Leg, and Mutsu Wonmyeongliu have all had considerable attainments in empty-handed fighting.

Aside from the gunnery and sniping that he himself is not good at, this guy's memory can be called the "Encyclopedia of Killing Techniques"!

Moreover, the so-called 'not good at' is only a conclusion compared to the top players in other fields, and for Ghost Cut, the title of 'Foundation's strongest killer' is definitely well deserved.

In order to temper this sharpest dagger, the Foundation does not know how many resources and efforts were spent, and how many people were eliminated before cultivating a ghost cut.

In time, if Zhou Li can eat through the memory of Ghost Cut, maybe there will be one more killer king in this world who is not inferior to Ghost Cut!

Well, the future is beautiful, but the meal always has to be eaten bite by bite, and the road has to be walked step by step, even if the current Zhou Li has the secret book database of ghost memories, he has just just escaped from the category of 'five scum of war' in melee combat.

If he really thinks that he can become a 'worldking' without the Titanic, if nothing else, even the boxer Wei Zai, who has just awakened his ability recently, can give him a half-step collapse punch to sober up.

How many people practice Sanjiu in winter and Sanfu in summer, and it can only be reached after decades of tempering their bodies and wills, and you actually want to reach the sky in one step, why don't you have time to find some small pills to knock on it and get results faster.

However, even if the gap between the future and the present is a bit big, for Zhou Li, this strength is enough to rush through the dozens of strange plastic models in front of him.

Holding the silent girl in one hand and the invisible sword in the other, Zhou Li stretched out of the mist with a cold smile, revealing pale blue pupils to the dozens of hideous puppets in front of him who turned their heads at the same time, like ghost fire.

The plastic models who were originally messy and staggering around rotated their heads one hundred and eighty degrees after Zhou Li appeared, and all kinds of mutilated or hideous heads were aimed at them, revealing empty smirks.

Clenching the blades and axes that were still dripping blood in their hands, they staggered towards Zhou Li, like monsters out of a horror movie, raising their weapons with a hunger for life and blood.

Clenching the girl's cold palm, Zhou Li's speed of progress was not fast, but after just a few seconds, he still met the mutilated plastic model in the front.

In the moment of passing by, the model silently smiled and raised the mutilated blade to the close flesh, while a cold light swept through the air.

The cold light that flashed away dissipated, and the invisible sword in Zhou Li's hand returned to its looming appearance, and it was only then that a long, clear chirp spread out from mid-air.

Silently, from the top of the head to the crotch, from the shoulders to the waist, two staggered and terrible cracks appeared on the plastic model's chest, which were completely dissected by the invisible blade in an instant, turning into strange parts that kept shaking and falling from the sky.

Before it fell to the ground, it dissipated into ashes of powder and disappeared.

And even in Zhou Xuanzhong, he secretly palpitated, he didn't expect the blade of the Sword of Wailing to be so sharp, and he didn't expect that this sword would be so evil that it would completely drain the power of the plastic model at the moment of slashing.

The original strength of plastic models, even if it is smashed, I am afraid that the vitality can be put together again has become a joke at the moment.

Strange and invisible, it only makes a clear sound like a broken string when it draws life and power, like the cry and scream of the soul.

This is the Apocalypse-level weapon, the Sword of Mourning.

If it weren't for the assimilation and isolation of the World Tree, this greedy fierce blade would probably even want to extract Zhou Li's life, instead of the current tame pet, which obediently offered most of the extracted power.

Although the World Tree has no actual lethality, its existence is like a rein for other weapons, and no matter how unruly and vicious it is, it will be completely controlled by the user under its infiltration.

And this is probably only a part of its own ability, right?

Thinking of this, Zhou Li was even more curious about what it was.

And at this moment, Zhou Li has been completely surrounded by plastic models that seem to be slow, but in fact they are incredibly fast.

Several broken weapons with rust and blood hues stabbed at the encircled Zhou Li and the girl, and in the hands of those strange plastic puppets, the weapons could be described as varied: forks, iron rods, short knives, axes, awls...... Surrounded and stretched out, the cyan rainbow light in Zhou Li's eyes flashed away, and in the next moment, several clear chirps overlapping at the same moment spread out, melodious and cold.

Like the trajectory of a meteor, the staggered light left several faint traces in the air, which quickly dissipated.

A shattering sound spread, and several mutilated or twisted heads were simultaneously detached from their necks under the cutting of the invisible blade, flying into the sky, and then dissipating into ashes.

The plastic models who did not stay in the shop windows honestly, but ran around with control knives were neatly shredded in an instant, leaving no chance to resist at all.

The twisted models, who were not afraid of death, or didn't know what death was, rushed up again, only this time their target was no longer Zhou Li in front of them, but the silent girl beside him.

Anyone will bully the soft and be afraid of the hard, and it is the nature of all living creatures to seek advantages and avoid harms, and even this group of monsters knows the truth of 'persimmons should pick the soft ones first'.

Several plastic models silently disappeared from the mist, and once again emerged from the mist behind Zhou Li, smiling and attacking the weak girl.

Hearing the wind from behind, the chill in Zhou Li's eyes flashed, and he clenched the girl's palm in his hand, and suddenly pulled her into his arms.

Light as if there was no strength, the weak girl flew up under Zhou Li's pull and fell into Zhou Li's arms, and in the fluttering, the pure white skirt spread out in mid-air, like a white lotus blooming, spotless.

At that moment, the thin body was squeezed into Zhou Li's arms, the girl instinctively hugged the warm body in front of her, and the soft buds on her chest pressed tightly on Zhou Li's chest, obviously at such a tense and serious juncture, but it made Zhou Li feel a little charming, and it also made Zhou Li's cold eyes a little more embarrassed and weird.

Soon, Zhou Li, who habitually shirked responsibility, found a group of scapegoats...... It's all the fault of those strange models! Otherwise, this kind of thing would have happened that looked like I was deliberately molesting a little girl!

It's so shameless to force people to do this kind of thing! It's unforgivable! Well, it's definitely 'there is a Sasana'!

In the instantaneous whirlwind, no one knew that Zhou Li's mood was so complicated in a moment, but since he had already found a scapegoat, Zhou Li, who had no psychological burden, simply hugged the girl in his arms with his left hand, and the invisible blade in his right hand drew a sharp semicircle in the air.

In an instant, the six puppets in front and behind were taken care of by Zhou Li by chopping melons and vegetables. In the accelerated time, even if Zhou Li could only use the most basic moves of the killing sword technique, it was enough to completely dismantle these strange things of the same level as himself.

When Zhou Li passed through the wasteland, all the deformed plastic models turned into broken wreckage, gradually dissipating into a white mist, and returned to this world.

Zhou Li, who was full of emotion, looked at the weeping sword in his hand and the battlefield behind him and was silent for a long time, until the soft and confused voice of the girl sounded in his ears: "Still ...... Hold it? ”

After being stunned for a moment, Zhou Li let go of his hand in a little panic and smiled awkwardly: "Uh...... Sorry forgot. ”

In his arms, the girl looked at him suspiciously, but the hand holding him did not let go, but stuck to his chest like a lazy cat, and squinted sleepily.

"It's okay, if you hold it, I like it too."

Zhou Li's body stiffened, and after a moment of silence, he picked up the girl on his chest without hesitation, passed his right hand through the crook of her leg, and hugged her again with the method of a princess.

Hugging Zhou Li's neck, the girl looked at him suspiciously and ignorantly.

Zhou Li showed a gentle smile like a big brother next door:

"If you like it."

The girl seemed to like this posture very much, and she kept holding Zhou Li's neck, and the ten fingers were clasped together at the back of his neck, but there was no body temperature, and both palms were cold and cold.

Holding that soft and small body, Zhou Li didn't feel any weight, but felt that a gust of wind blew, and the girl in his arms disappeared into the fog, which was an extremely unreal feeling.

Holding her a little harder, Zhou Li's heart settled down a little, and the girl's ignorant eyes revealed a trace of doubt, but she didn't say anything, as if she was sleepy, she put her cheek against his heart, and her breath was long and weak.

It seems that bad luck has been far away from him, and Zhou Li has not encountered anything strange along the way. Under the guidance of the girl, she zigzags through the fog and brushes shoulders with countless horror or horror things.

Sometimes walking on the beach, the tide washes the beach, and the long whale song is heard in the misty depths of the ocean.

Sometimes walking in the forest, winged elves fly up in the mist's vibrant trees, weaving from branch to branch, leaving behind a laugh like a silver bell and disappearing.

Until the end, Zhou Li's footsteps stopped, and he finally came to the center of this world.

(To be continued)