One Hundred and Sixty-Three: The Killing List That Changes Forever (Part I)

He stood silently in the darkness with his head half-bowed, looking at his toes. Pen, fun, pavilion www. biquge。 info

Whether it was the screams coming from all directions, or the change in the ranking on the "Killing List" in the sea of thoughts, it couldn't make his mood fluctuate even a little.

It is not the first time that he has participated in the life-and-death adventure where the "Killing List" appears.

In his world, he was also the only one who had participated in the Great Adventure of Life and Death since the Condensation Realm, so he had always been the best genius of his age in that world.

All the changes now are only temporary, and you need patience to get to the top.

This is his experience after several participations, and he happens to be a very tolerant person.

So since he entered this world, he has been waiting here in obscurity.

A silver cockroach suddenly entered the room that was a little frighteningly silent, and it seemed to be startled by the silence, and suddenly it was motionless, only the silver tentacles kept turning.

However, the extremely sensitive antennae could not feel anything this time.

Including danger, except for the man who didn't exude any aura from his body, it was really a little curious, and after a pause, slowly approached him.

He was still motionless, even though the silver cockroach had clearly appeared in his blue eyes, still silent like a sculpture.

It had reached his feet, its tentacles spun rapidly, and it suddenly crawled to the top of his feet, and then quickly retreated, a full five meters away. For the unknown, they will always be extremely careful, Xiaoqiang is not equal to immortality, but to be a Xiaoqiang, careful, cautious is the basic.

After trying this back and forth three more times, the motionless "sculpture" finally reassured it.

After a few turns of the flexible antennae, it vibrated two pairs of silver wings and flew into the air.

It glides happily in mid-air, making a "whining" sound like singing an out-of-tune, unpleasant minor tune that torments the eardrums, and circles him three times like a sculpture.

This is also the cunning of its last temptation.

The result was still safe, because not only did he not move, but even his breathing seemed to have stopped.

With a flick of its wings at the end, the silver cockroach began to pounce on his face, almost imperceptibly, which was its true speed.

If he had made any unusual moves just now, or had shown great strength, then it would have been able to make him suffer a big loss with this speed, or it would have been able to escape unharmed.

Escaping is the cockroach's best self-defense.

It was barely a centimeter away from his skin now, and he could almost feel the slight heat emanating from his skin.

――Why is there heat? And it's hot air with a lot of vitality!

Sensing the breath of danger, it desperately vibrated its wings again to change direction, but it was too late, and the silence was like a sculpture, and he suddenly struck, as fast as lightning.

The air near the front door was suddenly frozen by a powerful air current.

The rapid vibrations of its two pairs of silver wings were rendered useless.

The curved palm of the five fingers was like a net of heaven and earth, and it netted its hard, flat body, and then closed it tightly, and it felt like its whole body was going to be crushed.

A soft "huh" came out of his mouth.

He was a little surprised that this grasp and pinch still couldn't kill this mutated silver cockroach, but it was only a matter of words, and a wave of heavenly power quickly rubbed and heated.

Just when it felt like it had a glimmer of life.

The flames of burning life produced by the high heat suddenly incinerated it to ashes.

The scorching smell overflowed from his fingers, very faint, and his name suddenly appeared on the "killing list" at this time, but there was no joy in those blue eyes, and even a trace of disgust flashed.

This was not the result he wanted, and it wasn't his intention to have his name appear on the "Kill List" right now.

Obscurity is the best pursuit at the moment.

It seems that the only way to remain here is silence until the last moment.

He spread out his palm, looked at the silver cockroach that had turned to ash in his palm, and blew angrily into the ashes of his palm in the air that was flowing again.

Jorge's first reaction turned out to be anger.

At such a time, there are still people who speak to him in such a threatening tone, is the honor and majesty of the cardinal archbishop of the church really worthless!?

――Move and die? Why should we believe the words of a stranger? Does this person think that he is also a powerful being like an exorcist?!

Not even an exorcist would speak to him in such a tone!

The anger in Jorge's heart suddenly exploded at this moment, and he suddenly lifted the soles of his shoes.

The silver cockroach vibrated its wings and immediately rose into the air, but it did not intend to attack Jorge, but prepared to flee quickly, and it completely felt a powerful presence.

"Idiot!"

Jorge only heard an angry curse from the unfamiliar voice.

Then he was kicked in the buttocks, and the huge force made his body completely out of control, and the whole person threw himself forward on the red stall, and the posture was much more reverent than when he sacrificed to the Lord.

Jorge felt extremely humiliated, not only being kicked in such an embarrassing position, but also falling into such a position to describe a "dog"-

What dog would dare to be so rude!

Suddenly he heard a burst of tearing air-like sounds, which wanted to tear his eardrums alive, and it was only at this moment that fear swelled wildly in Jorge's heart, and at the same time he felt so lucky to be kicked like this, and his heart was grateful to the Lord he believed in.

"I want to escape!"

The unfamiliar voice made another sound as cold as an ice cellar, and Jorge suddenly felt that he must not miss the rare scene, and turned over to look.

But I couldn't see anyone clearly, only a gray figure flashing in the aisle.

Each flicker forced the cockroach, which had almost turned into a silver light, to change direction.

However, in the turbulence of the air stirred up by the gray figure, its balance had become worse and worse, and after the thirteenth change, its body in mid-air suddenly froze.

Only the two pairs of silver wings were still vibrating wildly.

The gray figure stopped flickering, and Jorge finally saw the man's face.

This is a man of medium stature, with unkempt black hair, small eyes and a wide nose, a wide mouth, looking both ugly and sloppy, and a dirty face that makes it impossible to distinguish age.

However, the fierce glint that flashed in his small eyes was really impressive.

Jorge took one look and never wanted to take a second look.

He slowly walked up to the silver cockroach fluttering in mid-air, and suddenly grinned, and the smile was so ugly that every child would cry when he saw it.

"Little thing, guess what I'm going to do with you!"