Chapter 123: The Real World That Makes Waves Again

(Two watches, offered, because it is too busy, tomorrow's two watches may be delayed.) )

The evil voice like a maggot on a tarsal bone was chilling.

Although the Beastskin Book was not brought out of the Elder Scrolls world by himself, the Lord God gave him a chance to ask if he wanted to keep it or let the Lord God reclaim it. Obviously, letting the main god recover is a more disadvantageous option, so Xiao Ji Yima hesitated for a moment and finally chose to refuse.

Life is a strange thing, and in a short life, every minute and second is actually waiting for you to make a new choice.

At this time, Xiao Ji Yima was completely contemplative, and chose to learn the spells in the beast skin book, so he could leave a large part of the mission points for emergency. However, without basic magic, it is very likely that you will not be able to use the spells in the Beastskin Book.

There are hidden dangers in the slow strengthening and selection of one foundation at a time, but which of the fast-acting and powerful reinforcements can go further in the main god space?

Xiao Ji Yima recalled that the mentors who could completely torture and kill himself and others with a wave of his hand while talking and laughing before died in the mission world, he couldn't help but grit his teeth, and finally made a choice.

"Lord God, help me exchange the skills in the Beast Skin Book!" Xiao Ji Yima said silently at the ball of light on the platform.

"Ding~ mission points deducted." The cold voice of the Lord God rang out. Immediately after that, Xiao Ji Yima felt a piercing coldness appear in his brain, and countless mysterious runes appeared in front of his eyes one by one, and then engraved in the deepest part of his mind.

Although he had never been exposed to the words of the Elder Scrolls world, he knew the meaning of these characters clearly when he looked at the completely unfamiliar words.

Is this reinforcement? Xiao Ji Yima thought with some shock.

Resurrection of the dead, magic from the world of The Elder Scrolls. This spell allows the controller to control dead corpses. But this is not like in the game, where the dead can only be controlled for a few minutes, and this skill requires the caster to dedicate their life essence to make a contract. The stronger the strength in front of the corpse, the more Life Essence the caster needs to dedicate.

Controlling corpses? Xiao Ji nodded thoughtfully.

"Little Ji Yima. What skills have you strengthened? Kuroshi glanced at Koyoshi in some surprise and asked.

Xiao Ji Yima shook his head, it didn't seem to reveal too many things, at this time, he hadn't completely figured out what the enhancement he had exchanged was for, so he could only say haha: "No, it's nothing." ”

"No, it won't!" Kuroshi glanced at Koyoshi with some meaning.

"Ding~ The reincarnation stays in the main god space for more than 24 hours, and the system is repatriated to the real world. Those who reincarnate are not allowed to leak the information of the main god's space, and those who violate the law will be erased! ”

"Ding~ The equipment that the reincarnator obtained from the main god space has been forcibly removed and stored in a private space."

"Ding~ In the real world, no matter whether active or passive, you can't reveal any information about the main god space to ordinary people. Violators obliterate! “

"Ding~ The special skills that the reincarnator obtains from the main god space, try not to use them in the real world."

In the next second, all the figures of everyone on the platform quietly disappeared.

……

The dark and damp alleys, unlike this glamorous city, are filled with all kinds of bloody and violent activities every day. All sorts of people haunt the area, from street girls to customers, drug addicts, gangsters, and Mexican drug dealers.

A sturdy figure suddenly appeared in the depths of the alley, directly scaring an addict who was enjoying the fluttering fairy with a syringe.

The suddenly appeared figure was obviously stunned for a moment, and then quickly lifted his clothes, and the addict clearly saw that the figure in front of him had countless scars on his stomach. It looks like a gunshot shot, but the most striking thing is the long scar.

"Is that all true?" The figure stroked the scar on his body. Said in disbelief.

"This thing is getting stronger!" The addict shook his head, apparently taking what was happening in front of him as a hallucination of his own drug use.

The sturdy figure looked condescendingly at the thin addict in front of him, the fierce light in his eyes flashed, and the left hand with bulging muscles grabbed the addict's neck and lifted him up.

"Where is this?" The cold voice does not seem to contain human emotion.

The addict who was caught in his throat waved his hands weakly, and his mouth kept coughing.

"I remember where this is!" The strong man began to exert force as he spoke.

The pain of suffocation makes the addict's struggle increasingly weak. Finally, the addict stopped struggling, and his heaving chest gradually became stiff.

Feeling the corpse that was gradually becoming cold in his hand, the strong man casually threw the corpse aside as if he were throwing garbage.

"This is CIA TV, and the host is on the special news for you. There has been a vicious crime incident in the city's Fallen Angel Bar. More than 30 bikers died under the same roof, and according to the police investigation at the scene, it was found that all the dead were killed with their bare hands, and it is worth mentioning that each of the bikers was equipped with homemade guns. ”

……

In the University of Houston Library, the library was completely closed at this time, and only the cleaning staff was cleaning the floor with a mop.

A thin figure quietly appeared in the silent library.

"Classmate, the library is closed, how did you get in!" The cleaner looked at Xiao Ji Yima with a demented face in some surprise.

As a prestigious university, the University of Houston's library has many unique books and important materials. There have also been cases where students have tried to sneak into the library in the middle of the night to commit theft. So the cleaner was very cautious and asked Xiao Ji Yima, and at the same time stretched out his hand to the phone not far away.

"Stop, you BITCH!" Koyoshi Kazuma saw the actions of the cleaner. He subconsciously grabbed the cleaner's hand that grabbed the phone and covered the cleaner's mouth with one hand.

"Hmm, hmm!" The frightened cleaner struggled as hard as she could, and as a black woman weighing more than 200 pounds, it was obviously difficult for Xiao Ji Yima to completely control her.

"Damn it!" Forced to be anxious, Xiao Ji's eyes began to glow red, and he picked up the mop that fell on the ground and smashed it down on the cleaner's head. The cleaner fell to the ground, blood spilling out from the huge wound on his head as if he were not paying for it.

The resurrection of the undead is not just magic in the ordinary sense, as the caster deepens and learns about this spell, the caster slowly becomes dark, violent, and hateful to the living. In the end, it gradually developed in the direction of undeadness, which is the sequelae of this magic.

"I killed someone?" Xiao Ji Kazuma's mind went blank for a moment.

Unlike murder in the mission world, where you can only be killed by others if you don't kill someone, but in the real world, there is a big killer weapon called the law.

Xiao Ji Kazuma nervously rubbed his hands, thinking about countermeasures, there is!

…… (To be continued.) )