Chapter 194: The Protagonist's Destiny

Death.

A second death is approaching.

Su Jing exhaled, he was remembering this feeling, the feeling of breathing. Most likely, he will never have the chance to breathe freely again.

The second-level regeneration ability is doing its best to do what it should be. Before reaching the third level, this repair ability actually has considerable limitations. It was limited by the energy in the body, and when Su Jing was rapidly losing the energy inside his body, the repair ability was gradually powerless.

And the heart is a very difficult core energy organ to repair.

The heart is one of the most vital organs for any human being. For a normal adventurer, the most important organs are the heart and brain. The heart symbolizes strength, while the brain symbolizes wisdom. The duality of opposites forms one after another strong men with different powers......

Su Jing pressed his hands on the big hole in his chest, his eyes widening slightly.

Don't want to die.

I don't want to die yet.

I don't want to die here yet.

Don't be stupid, I'm the protagonist, how could I die here.

But...... Lying on the ground, waiting for a helper who doesn't know if it will come? It's ugly.

Think about what a protagonist should do.

If I live in a novel that is healthy and healthy, then the protagonist must bring a positive force to the children, he must become an exemplary character, and perhaps one day, a reader who reads this book will be moved by himself, and then understand some messy sacred truth from his own story......

Well, I want to live like the main character. Should you live like a protagonist in the first place?

Su Jing began to think, when faced with this situation. What would a positive protagonist do?

The answer is there, it's too simple.

No one will come to your rescue. In this world. Don't expect any savior, don't give your life to the good fortune that falls from the sky, victory will only favor those who are prepared, those who work hard, and those who never give up...... Only you can save yourself.

So...... Get moving, use your brain, and think about how to pull yourself out of this mess.

Su Jing put his right hand into his chest and soaked in the big pool of blood. The most important blood vessels were torn off by the monk, and his well-kept heart was dragged out of the monk. Now all that remains is a huge cavity filled with blood. The blood splatters caused by blood pressure in the body at the beginning have been somewhat slowed down by the spontaneous secretion of hemostatic components. The blood vessels were constricting with all their might, trying to heal themselves, but the injuries were still too heavy......

Then he thought about it.

His left hand touched the keel dagger in his hand.

A vague blueprint loomed in his mind, hovering on the edge of life and death, and his inspiration was like a string of sparks in the darkness, igniting the entire night sky of black oil. The accumulated knowledge, the theories of mechanical transmission, the structure and function of living organisms, and the ideas of life enhancement that I have been exposed to before have all these vague inspirations turned into fragments. It was put together because of that sudden thought.

Inspiration, before it appears, you walk in the fog and can't find your way. And when you catch it. All the fog cleared, and the avenue appeared before your eyes, so clear, so concise and clear.

The Broken Cube is operational. The two keel daggers in his hand began to disintegrate, and the parts of steel and keel began to split, reshape, and merge...... The enchantment pattern of the lightning system has been partially detached. Then wrap. The bony structure is like a ball of flour that is reshaped into a new structure by his will.

A new heart. A blood transmission center with a more powerful impetus than ever before. The perfect combination of mechanical structure and biological organs, an artifact, a mechanical heart. Su Jing made this new heart with his own intuition, half with theoretical knowledge and half with the most brilliant flash of life.

The hard heart slowly fell into his chest, cold and heavy, but powerful, like a warm ball of ice, a cannonball.

Blood vessels begin to connect with his heart, and the broken Rubik's Cube envelops his chest. The boundaries between life and non-life are gradually blurred, and the broken bones of those blood vessels and the interface of the keel are entangled, and the two begin to mix, the interface gradually merges, and the colors of the two become one.

Then, Su Jing turned on the switch of energy.

Boom.

Boom.

Boom.

At first, he was a little uncomfortable with the sound of his heartbeat heavier than before, but he realized that it was his delusion. The new heart doesn't beat at all, it just keeps the blood circulating. The sound of his heartbeat was actually an auditory hallucination in his heart, a torrent of blood, hitting the strengthened and tough blood vessels, a torrent that was ten times stronger than before.

The hematopoietic mechanism began to operate in full force, and Su Jing closed the wound on his chest together, and the broken flesh and blood began to heal like magic. Su Jing clearly heard that his failing life was being reborn. Every cell heard the beating of life, the song of life, and his weakened senses were regaining their agility at a miraculous speed......

The still, dark depths of the sea began to make noises, the pressure of the water around him began to decrease, and he felt the light again. It's like a deep diver is coming back to the surface, struggling to swim upward, unaware that rapidly diminishing external pressure threatens to tear him apart from the inside out.

And then—

He surfaced.

The lying corpse that had fallen on the street suddenly sat up, and Su Jing opened his mouth wide and breathed greedily. He subconsciously reached out to touch it, and the two keel daggers in his hand had disappeared without a trace, leaving only some small accessories. He ripped off his upper clothes, the huge wound on his chest was healing, it was now more than half done, and it only took another two or three minutes to completely heal.

It's not a hallucination when I'm dying, I really struggle back from the border of death.

He felt the mechanical heart work quietly and powerfully in his chest. The high-energy blood was working more vigorously than before, propelled by the new heart, and he felt a sense of strength and excitement all over his body.

Su Jing stood up from the ground, as if he had just recovered from a serious illness, and his body, which had absorbed too many nutrients, was still a little numb at first, but under the high-speed flow of blood, these small discomforts disappeared almost instantly. Su Jing straightened his hair, and then looked at the battle situation in the sky.

"Isaac Missile Storm!!"

Nearly a hundred brilliant magic missiles flew towards the Thousand Nights Lion's Roar, and the magic missile series spells had an extremely excellent characteristic, that is, their absolute hitability. The moment they are fired, they follow the target until they hit.

As an advanced enhanced version of the magic missile commonly used by low-level mages, Isaac Missile Storm has dozens of times more destructive power than magic missiles. When such a blow is fully hit, it can destroy enough force to completely destroy a house.

At the moment when the outer Dao Village was getting rid of it, the Thousand Nights Lion's Roar was already at an unprecedented trough of strength. Anyone with a discerning eye can see the importance of this knife to his ability, this knife is like an energy center, after being hit by the dying counterattack of the dragonborn, after the sword is taken off, the Buddha light on the surface of the thousand nights lion's roar has dimmed to a very low level.

And at this moment, Lu Mengyao's Isaac missile storm also happened to hit.

The lion roared in a thousand nights and roared in a low voice, and the Buddha light on the surface of the body was flourishing again. As the magic missiles bombarded up, the brilliant protective aura on his outer layer trembled like a canopy battered by a rainstorm. The golden light was still bright at first, but when the fifty or sixty missiles bombarded up, there was a faint cracking sound.

Like a light bulb that is not in good contact, the pale golden Buddha light on the surface of the thousand night lion's roar began to tremble and flicker, and the thin cracking sound continued to sound, and after approaching this round of bombardment, this circle of golden Buddha light was also broken.

But he also took advantage of this time to leap out of the dragon and pick up his saber again.

"Carving insect skills - just rely on these little tricks ......"

Lu Mengyao's fingers moved slightly, and two green torrents sprayed towards him, and the Thousand Nights Lion roared and raised his knife to slash, and the strong green acid solution splashed on him, and a white dense fog appeared in an instant.

"It seems that your Buddha light is not omnipotent. At least now that we know the Dao, your Buddha power is ...... It's called Buddha power. Your Buddha Sect power will also be consumed......" Lu Mengyao cautiously kept his maximum spell casting distance and paced down the street, "And a mage like me happens to be the best energy user...... That said, I still have a chance to win. ”

The Thousand Nights Lion Roar wiped away the thick acid splashed on his body with his thumb, and he caught a glimpse of the green acid flowing from his knife, and the golden runes seemed to be a little loose, and he couldn't help but clench the hilt of the knife angrily.

"I can't do it...... If you still think you can win, then I'll let you face it......"

The monk swung his knife and shook off the acid that had been stained on it, and he raised it in front of him, and then chanted aloud:

"Kill ghosts, kill Buddhas! The principle of the sword is here!! ”

As the spell finally blurted out, centered on the long knife in his hand, the golden energy built a solid structure in the air, and the luxurious huge samurai armor appeared from the void one by one, covering the entire body of the Thousand Nights Lion's Roar in a second.

The samurai armor is perfectly consistent with the Notai sword in his hand, and the aesthetic style of this suit is based on the Buddhist faith, and the aesthetic style of this armor has both the strength and rigidity of traditional samurai and the unique luxury of Japanese Buddhism.

A string of red prayer beads wrapped the sword and the right hand of the lion's roar of a thousand nights, and behind him, the golden and black intertwined mandala patterns soared into the sky, and the Buddha light on his body instantly climbed to an unprecedented intensity!

【Myoho-renge-kawaido Muramasa! Participate! 】

A voice of pride to arrogance came from under the steel armor.

[Bow down to death, weak. (To be continued......)