The same pain, different multiples, but still the same discomfort.

Although he only ate a butterfly now, the pain in his body was still unbearable.

Painfully painful, time passed quickly, and soon slipped away from his eyes.

Wu Wei opened his eyes in surprise and muttered to himself: "At first, I was still wondering! This pain has obviously not decreased, why was I thirteen times the pain before, isn't it also thirteen times the pain now? It turns out that the key point is time!"

The painful time is the most unbearable. The longer the duration of the pain, the doubling of the pain. This kind of pain is not as simple as one plus one equals two, but a qualitative transformation.

In the midst of this qualitative change, there are no exceptions. In this qualitative change, he seems to have experienced millions of years of pain. So, although the pain he felt now was exactly the same as the pain he had for a while before, due to the difference in time, he suddenly felt so relaxed, so relaxed.

This feeling of relaxation made his whole person feel as if he was reborn, and he felt that he had become very young and motivated for a moment.

"Keep up the good work!" After recovering from the unbearable pain, Wu Wei rested for a while, took a few breaths, and then immediately threw himself into the action of devouring the butterfly.

He's been dead three times, and five more times to make him immune to the death caused by butterflies. Once his body is immune, he will happily launch a catastrophe against this group of butterflies.

As soon as he thought of the words "catastrophe", an indescribable sense of happiness suddenly surged in his heart. This kind of pleasure makes him particularly relieved and comfortable, as if his current body has completely immune to the death caused by the butterfly.

He then swallowed the second nymphomaniac butterfly in one go, and soon the pollen about the butterfly's curse of killing and persecuting each other among their own kind had an effect on him.

The moment it had its effect, he felt as if he had entered a dangerous situation. He was roaming in this fairyland, and when he was enjoying the beauty of this fairyland, he suddenly felt a terrifying pulling force, which made him fall desperately.

Immediately, his whole body fell from the clouds to the bottom.

This fall was terrible, and he was directly thrown half of his body, and he couldn't take care of himself. Boundless pain covered him like a tidal wave, spilling over his head, drowning him in it.

He was completely submerged in the water, and he only felt extremely uncomfortable. This discomfort is no better than the previous feeling of pain.

However, the different pain brought him a different sense of pain. It is precisely because of this pain that his body needs to adapt again, which is indeed not very good news for him.

He couldn't help but feel a little sad in his heart, feeling that he was really in pain, and he regretted very much that he had said such inappropriate words. But although his heart is special, especially regretful, he cannot immerse himself in the ocean of regret.

He needs to hold his head high, stride up, and look ahead.

Just when his heart was very, very uncomfortable, suddenly he didn't hurt. That's right, just when he felt that he was about to take it anymore and wanted to cry, suddenly he didn't feel pain.

Although this feeling of not being painful is very abrupt, since the feeling of not being painful is coming, there is absolutely nothing wrong with it.

When he opened his eyes and looked at the world in front of him, he suddenly felt that the world was colorful and beautiful.

"Why do I have color in my eyes?" After admiring this beautiful scenery in his eyes for a while, Wu Wei suddenly felt a little strange, and then couldn't help muttering to himself.

"Because your current body has not yet fully digested the energy obtained from the butterfly. "The sound of the system always sounds at critical times, although sometimes there are some failures in the system, but these failures are some insignificant small problems for him.

As long as the system does not abandon him, does not give up on him, and can still continue to answer all the answers he wants, then this system is worth it in his opinion, not only worthwhile, but also very useful.

I secretly praised the system in my heart, and then asked, "Do butterflies have so much energy, why didn't I have such a situation before?"

"Because of the host's current physical fitness, the immunity to the butterfly is getting higher and higher, and the energy brought by the natural butterfly to the host is getting bigger and bigger. ”

It turns out that the gray powder that makes up the body structure of the butterfly actually carries energy far beyond the white substance that is exposed after the disintegration of the butterfly's body.

It's just that the powder on the butterfly, in most cases, can't be laughed at, not only can it not be laughed at, but it will also become a deadly poison for their death.

Therefore, many people have a serious underestimation of the role of butterflies.

"In this way, my immunity to death is actually immune to toxins. After getting the complete information of the system, Wu Wei immediately thought that his death immunity was just a toxin immunity, not that it really couldn't be killed by a creature like a butterfly

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"Yes!" the cold voice of the system sounded in his head, and hearing this voice made him feel a little uncomfortable in his heart.

He still thinks that he is really invincible in the world! It seems that he will still die, but the way of dying is different, and then the time of resurrection is also different.

It's like if someone uses a sharp weapon to hurt her, then the sharp weapon will hurt him more times, and then it will cause a certain degree of immunity to the damage of this sharp weapon, or complete immunity.

Suddenly, Wu Wei thought that if someone stabbed himself with a knife, and he was immune to the damage of this knife, would this immunity automatically form a protective film when his knife stabbed in?

Or is it that when the knife is stabbed, an opening is automatically formed in the place of the hand.

Thinking of this, the corners of his mouth couldn't help but show a smile. Suddenly, I felt that I was really imaginative, why didn't my previous self realize this?

After resting for a while, the peculiar color in his eyes turned into normal gray, and Wu Wei's target fell on the third butterfly. Eat him, then he dies five times.

Having died five times, then he has three more times to spare. After three times, he was completely immune to this death. Thinking of this, he couldn't help but feel a little excited in his heart.

As soon as his mind moved, his body suddenly fell on the body of a butterfly.

Once again, I ate the butterfly, and once again went to death to meet death. He really didn't want to do this kind of self-defeating thing, and every time he did it, he couldn't help but regret it in his heart.

Regretting it and then doing the same thing again and again, maybe that's human nature!

The word humanity appeared in his mind, and the whole person seemed to be enchanted, and he began to be a little stunned. His eyes widened and he stared fixedly at what was in front of him.

If he had eyes, he would have seen a terrifying black shadow of death coming towards him step by step. There was still a long distance as far as his eyes could reach, but in the next moment, this figure appeared in front of him in an instant.

The moment this figure appeared in front of him, his heart was suddenly shocked, and the whole person almost jumped up in fear.

The dark shadow of death completely enveloped him, making him completely fall into a hell of death.

Wu Wei looked at the dark scene in front of him, and felt a little familiar in his heart. This familiar feeling came from when he was in the Tian Yuan Continent, at that time, he would often fall into this kind of dark and bad situation, and then comprehend some things from there, or comprehend some more powerful martial arts moves.

After all this, he suddenly collapsed from this darkness, and then began to kill all sides, killing all the people who had humiliated him, and taking revenge on all his enemies.

His murderous intent is not very heavy, so there is still a trace of kindness in his heart for those enemies.

This gave him his current identity, or made him the embarrassment he is now. If he hadn't listened to that damn guy's command and gone his own way when he was in that city, maybe he would have accomplished the majestic feat of becoming a hegemon in that world by now, relying on his near-invincibility, or more accurately, his body with almost infinite potential.

Although he can now do the unfinished business of his own, if he does it now, it can't be said that it is too late, but he will always be called a loser.

It's not the reason why others don't know it, but he cares about it, he knows that the hurdle in his heart can't go over, so no matter how many things he does, it's in vain.

He knew this very well in his heart, so he didn't think about it himself now.

But just because he didn't think about it doesn't mean it doesn't exist. It can be said that this is a deep scar that has been buried in his heart.

He didn't want to uncover the scar, but the damn shadow of death ruthlessly tore off his veil. Tear off the piece that was as thin as a cicada's wings.

He wanted to scream in anger, curse, curse, squirt, but the words had just reached his lips and shrunk back.

It's still the same sentence, I can't live in the past forever, live in those regretful things. What he should be facing now is the present, facing the current matter, facing his current career, and facing his life at the moment.

In the pitch darkness, he couldn't help but fall into a deep confusion. The confusion I fell into this time is very imaginary from the confusion I have had many times before, and I can't find the road ahead.

I don't know which direction or path I'm going to go next. All kinds of doubts in his heart kept circling in his mind.

All kinds of dareness in my heart keep churning in my heart. All of a sudden, his heart felt very empty and uncomfortable. This feeling made his whole mind tremble.

He had never felt this feeling before, he didn't want to experience it even more, he still had this clear will, so he had to ask the system, was he still in that state of death?

"It's not,

The host's state of death pain has long since ended. But the host has been deeply immersed in that pain, so I didn't choose to interrupt the host, because it wasn't something I could interfere with!"

The host's cold voice made Wu Wei's heart inexplicably give birth to a strange anger. All of a sudden, he felt that the system was a complete neurosis, and this kind of thing didn't interrupt him, so what else could he interrupt himself, or what was going on in his heart.

However, although he had all kinds of dissatisfaction in his heart, for the cold machine of the system, it could not play any role at all, it could not play any role at all, it was completely useless.

Suddenly, he felt a little sad inside, and he began to miss the old system. If he has the previous system, the system with feelings, at least that system can still talk to himself and fight with himself.

In this way, in his opinion, there is at least a little human touch, which can make his heart more stable now. But I don't know why, the system has changed, is it that in the past, my requirements for that system were too harsh?

With this in his heart, he crawled towards the butterfly in front of him step by step. He felt like a completely emotionless creature, completely reduced to the walking dead, a sinister creature who only knew how to destroy butterflies.

Suddenly, his movements stopped involuntarily, and he stood in front of the trembling butterfly, and asked the system: "System, doesn't it mean that the Easter period after death must endure a very uncomfortable torture? Why didn't you suffer any torture just now?"

After the topic was asked out of his mouth, without waiting for the system's answer, he figured out the key point.

In fact, the so-called torture does not refer to physical torture, mental and spiritual torture, but also unbearable and terrifying injuries.

Just now, he was devastated by spiritual and spiritual horror. If you don't think about verifying through the system, then you may sink forever in that endless abyss.

The thought of eternal perdition made his heart tremble. He didn't want to sink, he didn't want to sink, he didn't want to be silent.

For him, the sinking is undoubtedly painful, not ordinary pain, very painful. Mental torture can affect the body, and physical torture can also affect the spirit, but compared to physical torture, mental torture is more cautious and frightening.

"Is it that in the future, there will be all kinds of torture?" In order to ensure safety, Wu Wei had to ask the system and confirm it again.

He was really scared, really scared. Death, now it seems that although he has an immortal body, when he is really facing death, his heart is still afraid.

After receiving an affirmative answer from the system, he looked at the butterfly in front of him, and suddenly felt all kinds of uneasiness in his heart.

These uneasy feelings frightened him, scared him.

"Fight!" Knowing that he has an immortal life, is he really afraid of death?

Wu Wei gritted his teeth suddenly, and then swallowed the butterfly in front of him in one gulp. After swallowing the butterfly, a very strange thought suddenly popped up in his mind, he ate so many nymphomaniac butterflies, and the laughter of his body was still so big, and there was no change.

This is really new to him. It stands to reason that the more powerful the creature, the more terrifying the power it will be, and the size of the natural body will become larger and larger.

The size of the body is of course proportional to the concept of strength and weakness. Because you're getting bigger, you need to do more with less effort.

To take a simpler example, a large body can easily destroy the peak of a mountain, while an equally powerful creature can do the same thing by expending its own strength due to its size.

Regardless of how much power it takes, if this power is used on a huge creature, the damage caused will definitely be even greater.

To give a very simple example, Wu Wei still has a very, very many examples in his mind, just looking at the darkness in front of him again, his good mood suddenly disappeared, and he looked at the terrifying darkness in front of him speechlessly.

The terrible darkness quickly burst him into it, then quickly drowned it, and then with his soul, or rather his will, into a void space.

In this void and dark space, Wu looked at everything around him blankly.

When he looked at the surrounding scene, he looked aimlessly, and suddenly the dark world began to have a picture. It's just that the raging fire began to appear in front of his eyes.

Wu Wei's eyes looked at these familiar words, and tears couldn't help but flow out of his eyes. The scene in front of him was too familiar and familiar to him, so that every time he thought about it, he would fall into deep fear, and the whole person seemed to fall into an endless abyss, unable to get up again.

"Why?," he crouched in the fire, wailing and smelling the sky.

There was no answer, no one responded, only the crackling sound of fire!

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