Palo had a splitting headache, and the pain was as if someone had struck his head with a huge hammer, one after the other, making Paro gasp in pain. The silver fighting qi in his body instinctively gathered up to protect, but it was useless at all, because for the pervasive substance such as nerve poison, the instinctive protection of silver fighting qi could be ignored at all, and even when he was hungry, the nerve poison would not let go even of the silver fighting qi!

Paro didn't understand why his silver fighting spirit was useless, and now he had to rely on his own mind to stop the pain. Paro endured the intense pain all over his body as he gathered his thoughts. But I don't know why, with the mobilization of the mind, the severe pain in the whole body not only did not subside, but became more and more painful, and the strength of the whole body suddenly lost a lot of time at the moment when the mind was gathered. Why is this happening? Paro was horrified, he wanted to shout, he wanted to call someone to help, but there was no place in his body that could move, not even his mouth.

Paro tried hard to order his body to move, but he didn't feel anything in his body, except that he could feel the rapid loss of strength.

Paro tried with all his strength more than a dozen times, and finally gave up the idea of struggling completely, because at this time he could already feel that the thoughts in his whole body had been exhausted, and his strongest strength had disappeared so inexplicably!

Paro thought desperately: It seems that there is nothing to be done but to wait quietly for death.

Of course, Paro was desperate at the same time. There is also a strong unwillingness in my heart; Unwilling, really unwilling to die like this! The organization of the night that I have painstakingly run for decades; All my life, I pursued the dream of world domination; All my life I will protect the women of the earth; and my ultimate ideal - to build an invincible empire of the night that unifies the entire world...... None of this has yet to happen, and all of this is just beginning. But I didn't expect that a dream that had just begun would die before I had time to work hard.

Before, deep down in my heart. I consider myself the strongest overlord in the world, because I have the power of a silver warrior and the powerful mind that God has given me!

With this self-confidence in my heart, and with this strength, I conquered the north and south, subdued all the evil forces of Faliqi, and thus single-handedly founded the Black Night Organization.

The purpose of creating the Dark Night Organization is a very flowery and ridiculous reason. Because I am a generation of overlords, and the mission of a generation of overlords is to reunite this divided world.

For this ridiculous reason, I struggled for decades, and I worked hard for decades, but in the end I ended up with nothing. Alas, maybe the overlord of this world is not me at all! The real overlord must be an immortal powerhouse. I'm so stupid, there are so many world-class powerhouses in this world, like Avans of the Kaxian Empire, like Houston of the Velas Empire, and like the Twelve Golden Fighters. They are all better than me, why am I so self-righteous in my heart?

Scenes from the past flashed through Paro's mind one by one like flashes of light.

For the current Paro, at this moment of imminent death, what he cares about is not some domination of the world, nor is it a dark night organization, the only thing he can't let go of is Makiyo, Makiyo, the woman he will never forget, seems to have evaporated from the world since the tens of billions of gambles. I wonder how she's doing now? Do you still get sick often? Do you still get confused a lot? Do you still get lost when you go out?

In fact. If he had known that Makiyo would evaporate from the world in a tens of billions of gambles, then he would not have agreed to You Tian's request. But it's too late to say anything now, everything is already a fact, and I am destined to never see her again in my lifetime.

Paro was full of emotion in his heart, for his own life. Some things are destined to be regretted for the rest of your life.

However, his biggest regret in his life is that he didn't know how he died before he died, which is his biggest regret.

Inadvertently, Paro saw that his hands had turned dark green, which was a phenomenon in which the nerve poison had eaten all his thoughts and began to release toxins.

This is?

In a flash of lightning, a thought flashed through Paro's mind: poisoning! But immediately Paro denied the idea. Because Paro understands that with his powerful mind, whether it is poison in food. Or if there is poison in the air, you can know it as soon as possible and avoid it in time. I didn't feel any poison before, the only thing I could feel was the thoughts of the beast of thought.

So how can it be poisoned?

But judging from the obvious characteristics of the skin color on the hands that have turned dark green, this is indeed poisoned, and this poison is quite powerful.

What kind of poison is this?

What poison can silently escape my mind senses, and then silently poison me?

Is it a coward? Probably not. Although the skin color of the bile blue poison will turn dark green after poisoning, it should not be, because as long as it is a silver fighter, it can be expelled from the body by relying on the fighting spirit.

Is it Shen Diane? Probably not. Although the poison of Shen Diane will also turn dark green after being poisoned, and it cannot be expelled with silver fighting qi, it can still be expelled in the face of powerful intentions.

Think about it again, think about it again, what is dark green after poisoning, and it can't be expelled with fighting spirit and thoughts......

Thinking about it, Paro couldn't think of the result.

Suddenly, Paro remembered an incident from a long time ago. At that time, he had just realized the power of his mind, and he was very interested in all things that had to do with it. It was then that Paro began to collect information about the mind. As time went on, Palau's collection of information about ideas became more and more extensive. Among them, there are two more useful ones, one is the material record about the beast of thought. The other is that there is a record of neurotoxicity.

From the records of neurotoxin, Palau saw such a terrible text. "It is the best of the world's most poisonous things, representing death, fear and disaster. Not only that, but it is also the nemesis of all the minds in the world. No matter how strong that mind master is. As soon as you are infected with the nerve toxin, you will die immediately. Because the nerve poison will quickly devour the mind of the master of the mind at a very fast speed until his mind disappears......"

Paro couldn't help but be shocked when he saw this passage, because if it was really as recorded in the data, then the nerve poison was his lethal weapon!

Paro would never tolerate the existence of a weapon that would be lethal to him. Even if it is only written on the information and has not been proven, he will not allow it.

So Paro decided to find someone to do an experiment. First of all, according to the information recorded, go to catch the silver snake, and after caught, take its poison; Then go to a master of mind and let him test the poison himself. If the master of the mind can't use the mind to drive away the poison, then it proves that the information is correct, and in the end, he has to guard against the nerve poison. Otherwise, it can be ignored.

After sending a lot of manpower and spending a lot of financial resources, Paro finally caught the silversnake. At the same time, I also found a master of ideas that seemed quite unlikable. After testing it on the spot, the silver snake was forced out of his body in a few seconds.

Seeing this, Paro was finally relieved. It turns out that everything that is written in the information is a lie. This damn information! It was burned. Later, Paro slowly forgot about neurotoxicity.

Although there is still some information about nerve poison collected one after another, Paro is at most just looking at it, and he will definitely not take it seriously. It wasn't until there was an ingenious information about the poison that Parona's heart, which no longer believed, became a little suspicious.

Paro remembers very well that the document was a rather worn manuscript. Turning the yellowed pages inside, I'm afraid it's been decades old. There is a mention of a neurotoxin in it. It turns out that the nerve poison is produced by the silver snake, yes. But to be exact. Two words must also be added in front of the silver-threaded snake: mutation. That is, the true nerve poison is produced from the mutated silver snake.

Seeing this, Paro felt a little uneasy in his heart, could it be that the last time he caught it was just an ordinary silver snake? If that were the case, it would not be possible to confirm the characteristics and existence of neurotoxin.

If there was a mutated silver snake, it would be nice. It's a pity that there are very few silver snakes, and the mutated silver snakes are even more unique. No matter how hard Paro tried, he didn't catch it. In the end, the neurotoxicity was over.

If it weren't for the resemblance of the poison to the previous information about nerve poison, Paro would not have thought about it at all.

Nerve poison, nerve poison! Definitely! I must have been poisoned by nerves!

Palo thought about it, and everything became clear.

It's no wonder that my mind is suddenly draining away so quickly, and it's no wonder my power is draining with it. Yes, this is a sign of nerve poison! Alas, I didn't expect that what I had feared years ago about dying under neurotoxicity would finally happen.

Well, I finally won't be an unjust ghost, and now even if I die, I'm going to die!

Paro closed his eyes in peace of mind and waited quietly for death. Some people say that death is terrifying, people will shout and shout when facing death, and they will not want to die, but I don't know why, Paro at this time has no will to survive at all. In fact, this is not to blame Paro, because he is afraid that Luo knows that what he is in is the poison of nerves, even if he survives it now with a tenacious will to survive, even if he is rescued, so what? A large number of thoughts are devoured by the nerve poison, and even if the nerve poison is cured, he is just a waste person. Instead of living decadently in this world, it is better to choose a happy death. What's more, in the information on nerve poison, the sentence that Paro remembers most clearly is: Those who fall into this poison have no cure.

So since you have to die no matter what, what are you afraid of?

Palo's heart was surprisingly calm, and he silently waited for death to come.

But at this time, the Grim Reaper prefers to be late.

Maybe it's time to think of something else to pass the last moment of your life. Paro said to himself secretly. But what to think? Nothing matters now, so what else is there to think about? It's better to think about nerve poison. How exactly did it poison me?

This is not explicitly stated in the relevant information. But if you think about it, it shouldn't be hard to guess. Nerve poison is a highly immediate, highly toxic poison, and if you think about the time of poisoning, I did nothing but communicate with the beast of thoughts. It seems that the beast of thought has been poisoned, and its poison has spread back into my body through thoughts......

Paro's thinking at this time is particularly clear, maybe it is a return to the light before death.

I really didn't expect it. I, Paro, have been on the battlefield all my life, relying on strong ideas; I didn't expect that in the end, death would also be due to thoughts.

However, it is surprising that neurotoxin can be transmitted through the mind. But if you think about it, that's actually it. Thoughts are like a double-edged sword, they can hurt others as well as themselves.

On second thought, since I have been poisoned by nerves, it means that there must be a mutated silver snake around here. Maybe it bit the beast of minds? That's why the beast of thought cries out for help, right?

God, God, I thought you were helping me, but I didn't expect that not only were you not helping me, but you were leading me to death step by step!

In the end, you can't fight with the sky, that's it!

Accepted his fate~~~~

Paro's consciousness gradually blurred......

Wait a minute~~! Suddenly, Paro thought of a crucial question. If the poison of nerves is transmitted through thoughts, then it seems that I used my mind to give battle orders to the whole army when I was communicating with the beast of minds. If that were the case, would not my army now be wiped out and all of them die at the hands of the poison of nerves?

No...... No...... God wouldn't be that cruel......

All the fault is on me, God will punish me if he wants to punish me. There is a wrong, there is a debtor, I will give you my life back now, please spare those elite troops......

Eventually, Paro's consciousness vanished completely.