Door, how far is it?

Running at breakneck speed, the sound of the body rubbing against the trees is amplified and infinitely diffused in the dead forest. Pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info

"Whew..."

Panting for air, the system knew it couldn't escape tracking, and there was no way not to make a sound. There are so many dead trees and vines here.

"Roar, roar... Roar..."

The beast's roar was getting closer and closer, and the brain had already made the most rigorous calculations, and the moment the beast found it, he had preemptively plunged the entire dagger into its head.

'Peng! ’

The system is caught off guard by another beast that swoops in from the depths of the jungle, and it seems that the beast will also gather its companions.

The claws were strong enough to knock him away, and even worse, his dagger didn't have time to be drawn! He really stuck it too deep just now!

The beast roared and roared, its hind limbs tugging at its feet, as if it would rush at any moment.

"Hey... Ho! ”

As soon as it charged, the sudden arrival of the number caused the beast to panic, and the little creature that seemed to have no lethal power had already bitten its throat, and in just a moment, the beast was lifeless.

No. opened a mouthful of red-stained teeth nonchalantly and sloppily wiped it twice with his dirty sleeves.

"My weapon is this, and my teeth are the hardest objects in the world." Of course, this is the first time that the beast has been bitten directly like this.

He pulled out the dagger in the beast's head, and the system didn't look at the number, but looked into the distance, and his brain was doing the most precise calculations.

This panicked, creator game has been going on for three weeks, 21 days, but it seems like 21 years.

On the top of the mountain, where the view was wide, the number looked at many people who looked like them with joy.

It turns out that there are so many people alive in this ghost place! So many systems and numbers that are the same as them are alive!

Thousands of identical systems occupy the entire mountaintop, and apparently they belong to the last to arrive.

There was no extra sound coming from the top of the dead mountain, and even though everyone looked the same, they were wary of each other.

The barren land is deserted as far as the eye can see, and the whole mountain is empty except for the thick soil and rocks covered by layers.

There is an illusory gate on the commanding heights of the mountain, and the beginning and end of this game. Now, the door is closed.

"This group of kids is so powerful, look, there are so many still alive."

A female voice smiled with relief, and her slender fingers fluttered and jumped on the template.

"It's a shame that we only need the perfect one."

As the sound fell, the fingertips pressed down gently.

'Peng!! ’

'Boom, boom! ’

'Buzz Buzz! ’

The deafening sound covered the entire hill, sweeping from all sides, from heaven and earth!

"Oh no! What's that? ”

Beasts that dominate the land, monsters that dominate the sky, countless unknown things emerge from the void.

Screams, screams, roars, roars, death and blood!

"What the hell is this, this, this?!"

Stepping back in horror, the number stared in amazement at what could already be called a slaughterhouse.

Blood, death, screams, an aura called despair permeated everyone!

The system that had a premonition answered indifferently.

"They only need one, whether it's a 700 million main system or an 80 billion generation system, they only need one."

"If we only need one, why did we create ?!!"

The hysterical roar went unanswered, and countless monsters with fangs and claws finally extended their claws to them!

Dodge, dodge, slash, one after another, endlessly.

"Come with me!"

The number could no longer hear any other sounds, and he numbly followed the calm system into a crack in the rock.

The number heard the sound of the rocks closing, and the surrounding area was tightly blocked, leaving only a small crack in front of him to see the outside world.

The sense of smell that the number once prided itself on was useless here, and could no longer smell anything but blood.

Blood stained the entire mountain red, dimmering deep underground.

Whether it was a beast or a living person, the speed and number of deaths only frightened the hearts of others.

Roaring, hunting, roaring, guns, sonic booms in the mountains.

Corpses are piled up on a wall, and many people die without knowing the meaning of their creation.

The creator God created them and destroyed them with His own hands, and the only life of twenty-one days was a daily life of fear and death.

Slowly, the corpses were piled up into a wall, and the only crack was covered by the corpses of the same kind, and the only thing that could be seen when the system and number broke open their eyes were the dead eyes in front of them.

Even if they are systems created by the creator god, they are flesh and blood, they are 100% painful, and they also have rich emotions.

They will also be afraid, they will be afraid, they will also bleed to death.

Day after night, I don't know how many days and nights alternated, and those voices finally became weaker and weaker.

It took six days and nights for the sounds to really fade away.

On the seventh day, when the first rays of sunlight shone through the corpses, they pushed away the rocks and climbed over the layers of corpses to find that the mountain had no place to stay, except for the endless corpses of the terrible corpses.

And the most unbelievable thing is that among the tens of millions of corpses, there is still a figure standing upright!

"Numbering 80767777777, as the only surviving numbering system, congratulations on officially becoming one of us."

The mechanical female voice from all directions did not make him feel excited, and a strong feeling of dizziness struck, even if he stood in the blazing sun, his heart was cold to the bone.

"Now, system 653420072, system 700000000, I order you to fight until the last moment of your life!"

The mechanical female voice repeated the cold words three times before there was no movement.

A chill rushed from the back of the spine to the top of the head, and before the number could react, the whole body was already kicked away.

And so it is again!

Every time danger occurs, his partner is always the first to kick him

System 7, standing upright on top of the corpses of tens of millions of people, was unrecognizable, and if it weren't for the vague flesh and blood that could barely make out the human form, the number would have thought it was a living monster.

They've been hiding under the rocks for six days and nights, and the system in front of them—no, the monster in front of them—is really crawling out of the pile of corpses!

He has defeated tens of millions of enemies!

System 7000000000, this number symbolizes absolute authority, but also a symbol of absolute power, he - deserved!

System 7 writhed his muscles, and a 'crackling' sound came from him.

The little guy looked at it with horror, still holding luck in his heart.

However, when the two bodies quickly fought together, the luck was shattered.

'Smack'

The system, which had given up the attack, quickly rolled into the pile of corpses with one hand, holding the already broken left hand.

In a short encounter, he lost his left hand.

At that moment, the system already knew that it was going to face an invincible opponent. It was a body harder than steel, and its speed was far above him.

For the same gene, System 7 shows a qualitative difference. His speed, strength, and even the hardness of his bones far surpass other systems!

With a 'brush', the number watched in amazement as the two wizened hands mutated into two cold pickaxes.

Just a light mention can easily cut off a corpse, and even dodging is just a meaningless struggle.

It was the sharpest weapon he'd ever seen.

"He's got a weapon! It's not fair! ”

The number screamed, how desperately he wanted to do something at this moment.

"Where in this world is there real fairness."

A warm auspicious light emanated from behind him, and looking back, Number saw the most flawless person since he had a memory.

An authority that cannot be trampled on, and every move carries a noble and cold aura.

She is the Lord God!

A pair of mutated pickaxes are so lethal that they can't escape punishment even if they're hiding in a pile of corpses.

Every time, escaping from under the intersecting pickaxe is a brush with the scythe of death.

The numbered face is ugly, but with a sense of determination, he will prove to his partner that he is not holding back!

"Catch!"

Thrillingly dodging the approaching pickaxe, the system jumped violently and stepped on the pickaxe, and with the help of the force, he jumped into the air and took the huge scythe that the number threw desperately.

The height of the scythe and the system is generally long, and it is difficult to imagine how such a huge thing could have been thrown by number.

Just a moment of distraction, the opponent's pickaxe is impressively approaching the back!

The system's waist bent down sharply, holding the giant scythe in one hand and holding the pickaxe, and at the last moment, he kicked the top of the opponent's head with a fierce kick.

In fact, this kick not only did not kick the opponent's own foot bones, but was shocked out of place!

The giant scythe and the pickaxe are inseparable, and as the opponent accumulates, the bent waist is no longer able to support it, the body falls heavily, and the pickaxe is pressed against the head!

'Ho! ’

The disparity in power caused the system to abandon its meaningless move, and jerked the scythe away, leaping behind him like a deft ape as the pickaxe pressed down.

The handle of the giant scythe was rigidly across the opponent's neck, the knees were bent against the opponent's back, and the hands were pulled backwards by the giant sickle.

At this point, System 7's hands have shifted from pickaxes back to fingers, and a stiff tug-of-war has started with him!

Rao is system is so desperate, the move is ruthless! System 7 doesn't look fatal!

His strength is great, and it is only a matter of time before he pushes away the scythe!

Seeing that the giant scythe could no longer trap the other party, just as the system was about to give up the giant scythe, a small figure suddenly pounced and bit at the stomach like a beast!

Screaming, struggling, unwilling!

System 7 The boss with both eyes stared, because of the colic stomach, his hands were weak, and the giant sickle was back on his neck, he couldn't move at all, his hands, face, and green tendons burst out, but he couldn't do anything.

I watched my stomach be torn open with a big hole that couldn't heal!

"Whew..."

The death of System 7 came as promised, and the system defeated an opponent that was otherwise invincible!

Releasing the scythe and lying on top of the countless corpses, gasping for breath, for the first time, the system felt that it was not real that it had won.

"Let's just say my teeth are the hardest objects in the world."

Opening a mouthful of bloody teeth, the number waved his fist excitedly.

"Two against one is unfair, but as I said earlier, there is no real fairness in this world at all."

The Lord God walked with a smile on her face, her feet in the air, leisurely.

"So congratulations, Almighty System, my king. Believe that you are different. ”

The Lord God held up his indifferent face with a smile on his face, as if he were looking at his most exquisite masterpiece.

"As for you, number 8076777......"

"He's seven-seven."

The Lord God's unfinished words were interrupted, and in Zero, this was absolutely not allowed, but the Lord God did not have the anger he expected.

She nodded with a smile and gazed lovingly at him, who had officially become a generational system.

"Congratulations, generation system seven-seven, I will give you the ability to fly."

The generation system that got the new name waved his fist at the system in dissatisfaction.

"Wait! How can you decide my name because of my number, bastard! ”

The door is the beginning and the end of the game.

When the door opened, the victor returned triumphantly.

Four weeks, twenty-eight days, like a year.

......

We are the system, the enforcers of all the worlds created by the Creator God.

We are present in every world where civilization is born.

And in every world, there will be a god's favorite, and the whole world will be influenced by him to evolve or perish.

When the inevitable course of the world is completely different from what God had predicted, we will emerge as enforcers.

And God's favorite is our host.

Our innate vocation is to assist our hosts.

Help the host save the world!