Chapter 88: Why should martial arts stick to this / good news frequently spreads
Under the lake, the colorful cat lanterns raised their heads curiously, watching the deadly fight taking place on the lake.
Two creatures made entirely of shadows kept colliding in the mountain lake.
Two red lightsabers struck each other with astonishing power.
Gwen suffered a bit of a loss in the fight. Even though his technology has improved again, the opponent's strength and agility advantages are real. Even the best technology can't make up for this physical gap and can only cover up his own.
Defects.
Feel the body.
My left arm is already a little painful, and the part behind my right leg is also beginning to hurt. This is not a good sign...
"call……"
Exhaling a breath, his vision was once again covered in red light.
Gwen fell back and swept her left leg up.
Boom.
The mind flayer Annalie was kicked out hard, but she let out an annoying laughing sound in the air, which disappeared in the next second. At the same time, there was burning heat and strong wind behind Gwen's head. The person leaned back.
At this time, just like after jumping up, it is a desperate move in a fight. It cannot be dodge or move again. But Gwen is different. His martial arts skills have reached a certain level.
No matter how he moves or makes an action, he must have one foot on the ground to exert force.
His face remained calm, his right leg was solid, and with his skills and core strength, he seemed to be "frozen". His backward movement was like pressing the pause button when playing a video on the player, and he paused lightly and naturally.
In the next moment, he changed his luck, combined with his source power, bent his left knee, leaned forward and performed a horseback kick, dodging the lightsaber, and at the same time kicked out the mind flayer Annali again.
Kick your left foot to the ground.
Gwen had mastered Annalie's habits, one eye burned with fire, and with a sizzling sound, she pulled out the increasingly solid flame sword from the air and stabbed forward.
Sizzling——
Laughing wildly, the fog condensed with darkness appeared in front of her, and Annalie shot out of the fog.
The Mind Flayer had a bloodthirsty expression on his face, but the next moment it turned into shock.
As soon as she was teleported, she saw a lightsaber stabbing her. Even she was surprised.
The speed that surpassed Gwen made her react reluctantly - she turned her head away, and at the same time the spell [Shadow of the Mind Flayer] was activated. The spell [Shadow of the Mind Flayer] was used for teleportation with almost no cooling.
The limitation of time ability is that it cannot get within one meter of a living body with source power. Although powerful, the mind flayer Analina prefers to enter the teleportation position in the 'attack posture' and the 'impact posture', which makes her attack range
The attack speed has been enhanced a lot.
The mind flayer's teleportation is accompanied by inertia.
This habit was captured by Gwen.
Gwen twisted the sword.
呲.
Stung the black mist.
clatter.
Black, rich oil-like liquid dripped on the ground, and the mind flayer Annalie appeared ten steps away, with a huge wound on her face.
The maxillary bone and zygomatic bone on the left side have disappeared, and the blood and muscles composed of shadows are constantly squirming.
Just one mistake and you were punished like this.
Annalie gasped for breath for the first time, and her white sharp teeth could be seen clearly through the facial muscles that were cut off by Gwen. The black blood continued to flow out, and the coke continued to fall, and the wounds cut by the lightsaber would quickly
It will be charred, but it will not stop the bleeding. The activation of the source force will "activate" the resulting wound, which is a state where the bleeding cannot be stopped.
There was a trace of trance in Annalie's eyes.
Even for a mind flayer, this sword is heavy.
The next moment he became determined again.
Buzz.
The lightsaber was unsheathed and a semicircle was drawn on the lake. The high-temperature steamed lake emitted a thick mist. The Mind Flayer Annalie made a squatting start, her smile becoming more and more crazier.
"call……"
Gwen exhaled, and her body functions were activated again.
Ordinary people who have a certain understanding of fitness know that sweat does not have a "major effect" in consuming fat. The main method of consuming fat is actually "breathing". The foundation of Gwen's martial arts lies in how to be reasonable and efficient
Use the consumption of breathing to increase the burden on your body, thereby getting exercise.
One thing that makes him blush is that walking, lying down, and sitting are all practices.
Even in this kind of battle, he is still practicing, using special breathing methods to bring out his body's functions perfectly. It can be described as breathing method, breathing technique, or martial arts.
"The body has recovered."
He didn't choose to chase just now because he felt something strange in the Achilles tendon of his calf, but after a short period of care, he adjusted his physical condition again.
Gwen's fingertips were stained with source power, and she gently pressed it on her lightsaber, feeling the heat.
...When you can touch the lightsaber without using source power, you evolved.
With this realization, he felt emotions surge in his heart, and the flame on the lightsaber became brighter and brighter.
boom.
Gwen took the initiative and rushed towards Annalie.
With a swipe of the lightsaber, there was no doubt that it was all cut down.
Annalee, who was teleported away in shadow, appeared directly above him, with black light flashing on her ten fingers. Threads composed of shadows dispersed around her, and at the same time, she read a curse with vicious resentment:
"A cage for trapped birds."
The strings of shadows shot out from the lake like high-pressure water cannons were like black birdcages in all directions, trapping Gwen in the center. The water droplets splashed and turned into shadows under the transformed moonlight, and emerged from the shadows of the lake.
There are more shadow strings. The shadow strings cover the light, and generate shadows, from which shadow thorns are pierced again. Layers upon layers, like waves.
Although the mind flayer's shadow string is not as strong as the physical silver string, it has this convenient characteristic.
Gwen mobilized her power.
An extremely dark black mist suddenly appeared in the field of vision, and the source of power was operating.
Gwen suddenly turned into mist and disappeared into the shadow cage. Seeing this scene, Annalie raised her eyebrows in surprise again. The source of ghost talk in her body was reflected very quickly, capturing the vitality reaction in the darkness.
Annalie calmed down, moved her fingers, and the cage of shadows turned into shadows again and fell into the mist.
"You actually learned it?"
she asked Gwen.
Gwen reached out and drew her lightsaber.
"You've used it six times in front of me."
Gwen's expression condensed, and his energy and blood rose, giving his face a beautiful glow. Then, the corners of his mouth raised, revealing a crazy smile like the mind flayer Annalie: "Why do you think I can't learn this?"
Will it?"
Buzz!
Waving the lightsaber, Gwen used the power of shadow teleportation to draw seven swords in the air to disperse the cold fog. The surging source of power almost boiled the lake water, and the cat lanterns in the water quickly sank deeper to avoid being scalded.
With.
The Mind Flayer danced with red leaves, and its figure disappeared immediately.
Is it avoidance?
No.
It's war.
Annalee is not [Annallee], she is the embodiment of the mind flayer's ghost stories for so many years. She is the ultimate killing weapon created by Lee West. She is an invincible blade and is expected to attack the commanders.
A deterrent weapon. Even if the status is not full, even if the surrounding environment is uncomfortable, even if the opponent has such power and fighting spirit, she will not be afraid at all.
attack.
Attack! Attack!
Even if the mind flayer temporarily avoids the edge, it is still an action of "retracting its fist to charge up". The next moment it will pounce more ferociously.
Light saber and lightsaber collided together, and the lake surface solidified by the source force shook violent waves, as if some kind of depth bomb had been detonated. The impact force turned the water droplets into steel balls, and penetrated the walls and mountains, creating a violent shock wave.
Like the ripples caused by raindrops hitting the glass on a rainy day, dense sounds exploded.
Pick, stab, chop, chop, drag, the lightsaber throws out five outlines.
An illusory feeling appeared in the mind flayer's body involuntarily. This was not because she was 'at the point' or because 'Ultraman had turned on the light', but because some kind of powerful source of force and force-killing techniques were constantly
It worked, and the reflection force of the lightsaber collision was not used on her body at all.
certainly.
So does Gwen.
The scene of the fight between the two of them was like a natural disaster. The biggest reason was naturally that the level of 'power' was sufficient. The second reason was because both sides had the ability to transfer the impact to the surrounding things.
Ability, or skill.
Incomparably powerful power is on them, transmitted to the air and water.
The destructive power frightened the two Source Force messengers who were watching.
I even had doubts...
Jackal: "Can the main gun of this tank really be lethal to them?"
The scene that the professor saw was like a natural disaster, and he became worried about the wisdom of the Armed Scientific Development Department of the Utopian authorities. The tank guns manufactured by the Armed Scientific Development Department had terrifying paper and actual combat data. Through some kind of magnetic force,
The connecting effect is not so much 'the primer of the cannonball is triggered', but rather 'the cannonball is launched through magnetic force'.
If this technology were placed in Gwen's previous life, it would have become an invincible weapon that could even 'eliminate an armed vehicle'.
Its principle is similar to that of an electromagnetic gun, but it mainly relies on the burst of energy to throw out the shells at a terrifying rate of fire.
The authority was able to challenge the two major religious groups and gain the upper hand because of the power of its technology and powerful guns. It was also one of the reasons why the powerful vehicle commanders were willing to listen to the authorities' orders and instructions.
But at this moment.
However, Jackal sincerely began to doubt whether the tanks and artillery that allowed the authorities to rule Utopia could really have the desired effect on the two source creatures in front of them.
Cursed Blade: "Are you kidding? Of course they can work. Don't be intimidated by their destructive power. The speed and strength of these two people are still at the level of normal source force messengers. They are very strong, but not as powerful.
Even if you ignore the cannonballs, it’s just that with this amazing momentum, it’s hard to say that you can be immune to the bombardment of one or two cannonballs.”
Curseblade has seen it before.
I have seen the torrent of steel from the authorities.
I have witnessed the government’s armed assault artillery array consisting of more than 200 tanks, combined with fully modified individual infantry armed with heavy machine guns, as well as countless battles armed with light machine guns, shotguns, flamethrowers and sniper rifles.
group.
That power.
It is a power that is far beyond the understanding of the Source Power Envoy.
She has seen and seen legions of more than five hundred monsters disappear in front of the torrent like ashes blown by the strong wind.
She had also seen a group of ghouls composed of dozens of giant ghouls, but their violent power was reduced to nothing by artillery bombardment.
The authorities are more powerful than everyone imagined, but there are still things that the authorities cannot solve.
——For example, the two mind flayer-type creatures in front of me used the method of "continuous guerrilla and scattered killing" to fight against the steel torrent of the authorities.
That cannot be solved.
But Cursed Blade would not say it, but said jokingly:
"Actually, with their strength and speed, and using [Coyote Wisdom] to its extreme, you can also have a small fight with them. Do you want to give it a try?"
The jackal responded with a 'Are you kidding me' expression.
…
The dual data of Gwen and Annalee's speed and strength are indeed not very high among the source messengers and monsters with frequent monsters.
Although it is indeed at the forefront among its peers.
But they are indeed not creatures that rely on strength and speed to kill people. The killing techniques they have studied are extremely terrifying.
The energy contained in the hair can cut a person's flesh and bones with just one sweep.
elbow.
Wrist rest.
Knuckle.
knee.
Each one can be fatal.
They are the ultimate form of melee killing weapons, and even the tip of their tongue has the ability to cut through steel bars.
The lightsaber sword technique is completely independent of the sword path, and dances endlessly like a protective light.
The application of the spell only requires one word to trigger half of the effect to activate the ability.
The princess with a single eye of fire, the source of power possessed by both sides constantly devoured each other's physical strength and vitality.
Not to mention the mind flayer's skillful teleportation ability with inertia and impact.
If they were simply deceived by their relatively high speed and strength, and entered into a battle with them at such a distance, even the Source Envoy whose numerical values completely exceeded the two of them would die. They would die.
Very miserable.
Their technology exists solely for killing people.
…
Fight with concentration and all-out effort.
Gwen gradually felt the most terrifying trait in Annalee for the mind flayer, which was [the mind flayer bleeds, but she never tires].
This is such an unreasonable and unreasonable thing.
Martial arts, theoretically speaking, all highly destructive martial arts, are all about the technique of replacing one's "sustaining power" with "explosive power" in a short moment, thereby creating terrifying and destructive power that normal people cannot imagine. So in martial arts
What about the other parts? It is a technique and system for quickly restoring muscle vitality and re-accumulating physical strength.
But Annalie will not be tired.
Her manic laughter became more and more unrestrained, and the wounds on her body healed at an alarming speed.
This quality is simply the state that all martial artists dream of. She is not tired at all. But Gwen has been forced to the point where she has to retreat.
He breathed out very quickly.
His breath was like a sword, lighting up a blood flower on Annalie's body.
At this level of martial arts, even his breath is as sharp as a sword.
Although Annalie was injured, she suddenly let out a maniacal laugh and used more force on her hands and legs to force Gwen back with continuous blows!
This is the price.
The price of ventilation.
Gwen barely held her ground, and most of her newly contained breath was quickly consumed. Although he was powerful, he was not a robot or an alien. He still needed to breathe and maintain the flow of breath to keep from being beaten all over.
The congestion and congestion in the body surges with vitality and heals itself.
"..."
Annalie's smile became more and more cheerful.
Gwen narrowed his eyes, and the source of power in his body suddenly exploded, wrapping Annalie heavily with a suicidal aura. The actual chains made of flames tied her tightly, and burned her hands and feet.
There were scorch marks, but Annalie's expression was extremely happy.
"This is not how a princess with one eye of fire can be used. Your source power has been exhausted to this extent. Next, all I need to do is..."
Gwen said: "See you later."
Annalie's smile paused, and the mind flayer's instinct allowed her to sense the giant steel beast next to the mountain lake.
"you……"
She stretched out her hand.
boom!
An explosion like the end of the world swallowed her up.
The waves set off caused the mountain at Lake Yamanaka to erupt with boiling water like a volcano.
If Gwen hadn't condensed his source power into a shield to protect himself, I'm afraid he would have been killed as well.
…………
In the spiritual landscape.
The cat lanterns are playing a stacking game, which is to stack each other's furry bodies high, and the two parties collide and push each other until one of the "cat towers" falls down and becomes a dejected loser cat.
When Gwen came in again, she was startled by the pile of tall cat towers.
He walked towards the oil painting.
Annalie is waiting for him.
The mind flayer girl looked at him with an 'angry' expression and clenched her fists: "You despicable guy, you use source power to restrain yourself and cooperate with tank bombardment, do you deserve to call yourself a warrior?"
Inheriting Gwen's memory does not mean that Annalie is Gwen.
It's like in the same class, the things learned are exactly the same, but some people can be upgraded to Roman subjects, while some people are locked into mules and horses.
The two people's thoughts are not unified, which is normal.
Gwen cast a look of pity:
"When did I call myself a warrior?"
"……otherwise?"
"Why do you call yourself a martial artist after learning martial arts? Such a narrow definition is like 'we eat noodles' and 'people in another place also eat noodles' so 'they have the same origin as us', such a narrow idea
, Mind Flayer, are you really a Mind Flayer?"
Annalie was said to have a little self-doubt, but after a while, she still held back a sentence: "No matter how hard you say it, you can't get my recognition in this way..."
"I also don't agree that you are not cheating if you don't get tired or tired."
"...That is my source of power, part of my strength."
"That's my companion, part of my power..." Gwen suddenly paused, opened her eyes a little wider, and said with a hint of pity for the other person, "...Have you never had a partner?"
"Mind flayer foul language*"
"I understand."
"Mind flayer foul language*"
"Everyone here can be your partner."
"..."
"..."
Gwen woke up from the tank. He was lying outside, feeling the bumps.
Sitting next to him is Curse Blade. She has a drink in her hand, a book on her lap, and her legs are together. If she is not sitting on a tank and wearing a shirt and high-waisted trousers, she must be like a literary girl or a literary girl.
She exists like a young woman.
She flipped through the book without raising her head: "How is it?"
After Gwen took a long breath, she felt her body's response: "I don't know why, but the mind flayer's source of power has quite a strong opinion on me."
"Aren't you one of the bodies of the Mind Flayer? Lee West's masterpiece."
"That old scumbag doesn't succeed every time, except for some deviations. Of course, I am relatively adaptable to the power of the mind flayer, but the source of the mind flayer may not be suitable for me... What about you? What are you looking at?
"
Cursed Blade showed the book in her hand. The title of the book was "The Poems of Ilu Bertrand Avi". She didn't expect that she would read such a book.
"Over the years, I have helped hunt down a lot of ghost stories, and I have seen some ghost stories like this materialized. But I have never seen this situation. Your clothes have a negative impact on ghost stories. This shows that
That scumbag Lee West's experiment must have been successful. You are one of the mind flayer's entities. You are not the source of power, but the ghost talker."
She crossed her legs with an extremely interested expression:
"I'm starting to wonder everything about you now, Gwen."
"..."
"Is your life span as long as the legend says?"
"Is your gender like a ghost story that can be changed at any time?"
"Will you be able to leave an heir?"
“Are you empowered by other people’s discussions?”
Curseblade's curiosity is truly disturbing.
Gwen came up with a standard response plan: "Confused, upset, please stop asking."
…………
Gwen entered her own spiritual space again and saw the cat lanterns playing a very cat-like game among cats, called cat-cat-cat bump-cat. On top of a large wooden barrel, two cat lanterns collided with each other.
The one who knocks the opponent into the water is the winner.
These cats really know how to play...
Gwen thought this way and prepared to go to the mind flayer Gwen to communicate with her emotionally.
But it's still not too smooth.
It's all the mind flayer's fault for becoming autistic.
Gwen felt that even if the Mind Flayer was 99.9% at fault, the 0.1% fault was definitely not hers. It was the other party's misjudgment. It was all his fault, and he didn't give any face to him.
Thought.
"If you pay attention to me, you will have a chance to come out and beat me up next time. If you ignore me, then you will never have a chance to hit me in this life. Don't you feel that it is a loss?"
After saying these words, the mind flayer Annalie turned to face him.
"When did you learn my skills?"
"What you said is really strange. Didn't I tell you already? You have used this ability in front of me six times. I should naturally learn it. After all, your power is not a spell.
, it can only be said to be a 'pseudo spell', an ability to use and cast spells with the power of ghost stories, which is consistent with my charm spell casting."
Gwen's mood was the same as that of a person who got 50 points on a test by guessing only a and d, and saw a person who also got 50 points by guessing only b and c.
I can only say that I was in a good mood and saw the same kind of people.
Although the methods are different, the results are quite similar and the process is the same.
"It's my turn. What's up with your never-tired state?"
"Ah."
"Speak quickly, or I will beat you up here in the future without giving you a chance to go out and fight me."
Under Gwen's good attitude and good guidance.
The mind flayer Annalie finally said it:
"This is the normal ability that I have as the core of Kaidan. Kaidan is a symbol of the source of collective consciousness. Fear, fear, curiosity... countless emotions converge together, and finally the source of concentrated consciousness returns to
In our bodies, strange stories are formed. The consciousness of the cluster and the source of the cluster will naturally produce the ability to repair."
She said slightly proudly: "And the attribute of being tireless is its advanced ability. Like Yuye Butcher and the others, I also have the attribute of being tireless. Haha, in battle, no matter how much physical strength is left, how much energy is left
No amount of strength can affect my fighting ability."
hateful.
This woman.
He actually said it in a tone of "Are you envious?"
Of course I envy it!
Gwen felt that her fists were hardened, and she just wanted to punch her hard in the face to completely eliminate this guy's pride...
Not as good as this.
From now on, I will teach the other party a lesson in this inner landscape.
This is your home court.
The huge cat lantern tree has an unparalleled ability to restrain dark ghost stories, and the source power of Long Gwen and Doctor Gwen also has a restraining effect. In addition, here is a lake scenery, and there are hundreds of cat lanterns...
Even the mind flayers who flourish in the spiritual landscape cannot exert more power than the commander. But here, I have the same 'never tired' quality as the other party...
You can definitely beat him severely!
Gwen looked at Annalie maliciously.
The Mind Flayer seemed to instinctively sense this person's evil intentions, and said in a slightly anxious tone: "However, there is also a way to give you this kind of non-fatigue ability and super long regeneration ability."
"Oh...sisters." Gwen's tone suddenly softened.
"I need the hearts of ten powerful monsters. If you get them for me, I can give you the regenerative and anti-fatigue abilities. Isn't this a good deal?"
If you only need the monster's heart, it's quite worthwhile.
Gwen thought.
But I got a little curious: "Why do you want their hearts? Do you want to eat them?"
"Gwen!"
Annalie was stunned for a moment, then laughed angrily: "I want their hearts in order to get out of this broken oil painting... You clearly said you wanted to unlock me, but you unlocked it for that guy."
She pointed at Long Gwen, "This lazy guy is useless except for his research ability!"
Long Gewen looked aggrieved: "I didn't even say you were a guy who could only bark."
"..."
Looking at Annalie's frustrated expression.
Gwen declared in her heart: From today on, don’t call her Sister Gezi, just Xiaoge.
"In short, you promised to unlock mine, but you didn't. This makes me have to save myself."
I did think about unlocking the small grid first, but later I realized, 'You still need magic, you just need magic', so I went to unlock Long Gwen. Although Long Gwin doesn't know magic, he can fight with the cat lanterns.
It's a good relationship, and it will be reformed...
Gwen looked around at the spiritual scenery. On the edge of the lake, a circle of soil and stone mountains was slowly being built, as if it was going to look like a lake in the mountains.
Because of the battle scene between Gwen and Annalee, the terrain that the cat lanterns wanted to build also changed.
Gwen naturally had no objection.
The safety factor of Lake Yamanaka is higher, and you can more safely carry out transformations outside your core psychic area. As long as the core area is not harmed, Gwen is confident that she can slowly make up for it through the source of the mind flayer, and the doctor
The extra energy accumulated by the boy's 'Princess with One Eye of Fire' provides a healing effect. Gwen's auxiliary ability is more powerful than her direct combat ability.
After solving Annalie's matter, Gwen was about to close her eyes and exit the spiritual world, but was interrupted.
"Meow!"
Suddenly, a loud noise came.
Gwen looked to the side and saw the scattered cat lights, and... the Rainy Night Butcher... Meow?
The giant round cat lantern-shaped Rainy Night Butcher jumped out of the machine, landed on the spot, and let out a happy cry. At the same time, he happily began to bully the small cat lantern, treating the opponent as a ball of yarn.
Throw it into the lake.
"this is……"
"The flowering of the spell." Long Gwen floated and said happily, "Have you noticed? Your source of power is being swallowed by her..."
"Really?" Gwen felt the direction of her own power, which was slowly being absorbed by this rainy night butcher cat.
"Try cutting off your power supply."
Gwen did as she was told.
After the supply of source power was cut off, the chubby rainy night butcher cat suddenly shrank and turned into an ordinary cat lantern body.
"Meow?" She blinked and looked at her paws.
"Meow!" The bullied cats swarmed forward and retaliated fiercely with their claws and tails.
"..."
Looking at this farce, Gwen scratched her face: "Is this?"
"My special power turns the spells into creatures in the form of cat lanterns, and allows them to reside in the spiritual landscape. This ability has also appeared in history, so in Utopia, there are many special spell cat lanterns
, if you obtain them, they can also become your power and enter your heart... Of course, you can also absorb cat lanterns that are not spelled."
Gwen nodded: "I understand."
Long Gewen showed a faint smile, and his snow-tender paws gently padded in the air: "Please work hard to collect them. Every cat lantern has a wonderful power, and you need them to build your spiritual landscape."
This kind of power.”
"..."
Gwen didn't expect that her perfunctory thoughts would be seen through by the other party, and she could only nod again:
"I'll pay attention."
He closed his eyes and woke up from the spiritual world.
…………
Back on the Fellowship, although people looked at the tank with curiosity on the road, no one raised any questions. After all, this is Utopia, and it is not strange to drive any car. Even the authorities’ ace tank was driven out.
, that’s not entirely surprising, or in other words, it’s far from a ‘surprising’ level.
Jackal took a special passage to return the train, while Gwen and Curse Blade had to take the normal station passage to enter the train after getting off the train.
Guards armed with live ammunition and wearing heavy protective clothing stood at the entrance of the passage.
He stretched out his hand to the two of them:
"Your ID?"
The Cursed Blade took it out of his pocket and patted Gwen's butt again.
Gwen glared at her, took out the ID that Jackal had obtained for herself and handed it over.
Each train in Utopia has a certificate for each train. Before the establishment of the authority, businessmen needed to bring a whole briefcase with certificates to board each train.
However, this inspection is usually not strict.
Curse Blade handed over the certificate and asked with a kind smile (it turned out that Squirrel Girl had a normal smile):
"Sir, sir! What happened? You want to check this thing..."
"Is there nothing going on?" The guard looked around. At this time, not many people got off the train, and not many people got on the train at this entrance. This is relatively close to the factory area of the train, because of a
It is a node for getting off the carriage but not getting off the carriage. According to Curse Blade Insight, most of the Source Force users use this road.
There are fewer people and fewer things to do.
"What train did you leave today?"
"Yes, my friend wants to eat wild mushrooms and drink mushroom tea, so I will take him to pick some."
"That's really unlucky. Today, weird stories are going on."
The curse blade reflexively looked at Gwen.
Gwen's conditioned reflex wanted to raise his hands and shout, 'I didn't do it,' but luckily he controlled it.
"Then, which ghost story started the killing?"
"[Wild Thursday], today the people of Utopia forgot that Thursday is here, so everyone ran on that damn underground shortcut, and fifteen people died before anyone reported it to the crew. Well, the crew didn't pay attention.
Get up and take pictures of two squads of guards, as well as two members of the Special Investigation Bureau. Oh, they died tragically."
The guard spoke so lively that even Ron's dog ears on his head twitched.
But Gwen's expression quickly turned serious when she saw Curse Blade.
Cursed Blade did not continue talking to the guard, but walked inside with a very bad expression.
Gwen followed and asked, "What's wrong?"
Curse Blade turned around and squeezed out a sentence through his teeth: "The Black Dog of the Special Investigation Bureau did a stupid thing!"
Looking at her expression, Gwen recalled a scene and an incident from her previous life.
That incident happened in an Internet cafe.
At that time, he was looking up information on the computer, and a middle-aged man next to him first yelled "Oops!" and then stared at the black and white picture on the screen. This man played Dota and fought.
He was in position 4, and he did everything he was supposed to do, but then the eldest brother failed to activate bkb and was killed.
At this time, the expression of Cursed Blade almost coincided with the expression of the middle-aged man in Gwen's mind who was melancholy, helpless, wanted to cry but felt that crying was too embarrassing, wanted to laugh but felt that life was impermanent.
"Whether a ghost story has swallowed up the Source Power Messenger is a matter of two different concepts."
Cursed Blade said, "The strange tales that devour the source of power will 'grow', which is the same as the source of the indulgence faction. This is an extremely dangerous thing. Why are ghosts like the mind flayer and the Rainy Night Butcher so scary?
They were just ordinary ghost stories at the beginning, but as they devoured source power messengers one after another, they eventually grew into what they are now..."
"..."
Gwen was a little afraid to think about what another top-level weird story would do to the Fellow Account.
"Wild Thursday is not a very powerful monster, which is also a point that worries me." Curse Blade continued, "If it is not such a powerful monster, it means that it has probably never killed
A source of power. As we all know, the first improvement is always the biggest... Now we don't know what level of weirdness this thing will grow into."
"You care about this kind of thing?"
Gwen followed up in small steps. At the same time, in order to avoid the dirtier ground on one side, she gently pulled the hem of Curse Blade's coat and hid a little behind her.
What he was curious about was that Curse Blade was obviously a typical egoist. Like most of the Source Envoys, she was the type of person who would not choose to take risks unless there was a very attractive reward. But.
Cursed Blade also has feelings for family and country that ordinary Source Force users don't have. Many times, Gwen saw her worrying about things that she didn't need to worry about.
"Of course I care. There must be good people like me who care about the country and the people in this world to survive healthily."
"If good people are as shameless as you, then I can't imagine the world becoming a better place."
"No, if all good people are as shameless as me and are more evil than evil people, then Utopia will be better."
In a joke, Cursed Blade concealed his answer and did not tell others.
Gwen was not sure whether he could make her open her heart, so she sighed slowly: "I care about you, sister."
"Thanks."
Curse Blade said: "But I am more concerned about whether this strange story can be solved perfectly. But I can give you a reason why we need to solve it..."
"Is it a reward for the reward?"
Gwen knows her tricks.
Curse Blade will also receive rewards for doing good deeds. In her words: "Why do good people have to work for free? If you don't reward good people, then you want to reward evil people? If good people cannot be encouraged, then who will be a good person?
?It’s not that I look down on human nature, it’s that human nature cannot stand the test.”
So is this thing.
Cursed Blade let out a hollow laugh: "It should be a very generous reward. I guess it will probably be related to precious secrets and precious materials. Of course, if the matter is solved by the people of the Special Investigation Bureau, then
It's a pity that we won't get paid. If we can't solve it, haha, we can go hunting for this huge bonus."
She said things like 'I don't expect others to solve it', but the look on her face was like 'you better wipe your fucking asses clean'.
…
As Curse Blade unfortunately said, the enhanced ghost stories were indeed not something that the black dogs of the Special Investigation Bureau could handle, and worse things happened.
That night.
A newspaper specially printed and sent to Yuanli envoys.
The headline read:
"Emergency report, the twelfth detachment of the Special Investigation Bureau has been wiped out; a special reward for 'Wild Thursday' is held!"
This is the newspaper Hui Tower brought back.
After reading this, Cursed Blade covered his face with one hand and cursed in a low voice:
"These pigs..."
Gwen seemed to see the melancholy middle-aged man covering his face and cursing with his head down:
