Wuming retreated quickly, and at the same time, the feeling of heart palpitations became more and more intense, even making his hands and feet tremble slightly.
He knew very well that he was not actually afraid. The problem was that the three-color stone was tempting him to be afraid, but he seemed unable to control his emotions.
If he ate the contract gem, this level might not be difficult, as long as he ordered not to have any emotions...
etc.
Doesn't seem to work either.
Because if no emotion is generated, the target will remain in a rocky state and there will be no way to solve it.
"Then be afraid, let me see what monsters my fear will spawn!" After Wuming figured this out, he simply faced it calmly, although his body was already trembling with fear.
About ten minutes later, the tricolor stone cracked, and a large amount of yellow liquid flowed out from the tricolor stone. Then the liquid quickly twisted, and a yellow snake appeared.
The yellow snake circled up and looked at Wuming with its eyes.
"Damn it, it really knows what I'm most afraid of!" Wuming cursed in his heart after seeing the yellow snake.
He is indeed afraid of snakes. He has been afraid of snakes since his last life. They are one of the few things he hates.
"Fortunately, this should be the best to kill!"
Although Wuming was too scared to move, he didn't need to do it himself.
He only needs to think, and the dragon's shell will naturally attack the yellow snake.
In an instant, the Dragon Shell punched out, and the yellow snake was torn apart on the spot. Although it also tried to avoid the attack of the Dragon Shell, it was not as flexible as the blue devil. In the end, the snake skin was just rubbed by the fist, and its body was
It exploded directly.
When the yellow snake died, Wuming's fear immediately dissipated, and he even felt like he was fearless.
Anger, negativity, fear, what’s next?
Wuming looked at the stone that had changed color into four colors and thought silently in his heart.
After about a few minutes, he knew the answer.
sad!
At this moment, he almost shed tears.
His eyes were slightly red, and he felt sad when he saw the four-colored stones. He wished he could hit his head on the stones and die.
Fortunately, he didn't lose his mind because of sadness, so he didn't really hit him.
"This level is so difficult."
Wuming looked up to the sky and sighed, feeling increasingly sad and sad.
Just when he was about to cry, the four-color stone cracked open and a large amount of green liquid flowed out.
Why is the liquid produced by sad emotions green?
Wuming thought sadly when he saw this scene.
Then the green liquid slowly changed, and a strong man with a bull's head and body appeared. He was almost five meters tall, with extremely developed muscles. He was only covered with green hair, but the tips of his hair were all yellow.
"Why do sad emotions create minotaurs?"
Wuming looked at the burly tauren in front of him and thought sadly in his heart. Then tears flowed from his eyes, feeling like he had been betrayed by his lover.
What the hell kind of emotion is this?
Wuming was screaming in his heart, but the sadness couldn't stop coming out.
Then the tauren punched out, and the dragon's shell was blown away on the spot. By the time Wuming came to his senses, the dragon's shell had rolled several meters away.
The tauren roared, jumped up with both legs, and smashed into the dragon's shell from a high altitude.
"Although I'm very sad, don't attack me with such a weak move!"
When Wuming saw the Minotaur coming towards him, he couldn't help complaining sadly. Then he slapped the ground, and a spike instantly rose from the ground, just in time for the Minotaur to smash down!
The chrysanthemums are broken and the ground is covered with wounds...
Wuming imagined the music in his mind and watched the minotaur gradually turn into a pool of green liquid.
"Way to go, Brother Niu!"
Wuming wiped his tears and said calmly.
At this moment, he was no longer sad, and felt only calm in his heart, as if he had entered the state of a sage.
"Come on, what's next!"
Wuming looked at the stone that had turned into five colors and thought bravely.
etc.
What if I can't defeat the next monster?
You can't rely on Dragon Shell every time, and Dragon Shell has its limits after all.
Moreover, even if you get past this evil, what about the next one?
Is what Baodi Bodhisattva said true?
What if he cheats on me?
Wuming suddenly felt a little anxious, and thoughts kept popping up.
Different from the blatant display of lewdness before, this time Wuming could be sure that these thoughts did come from him.
I wasn't being controlled, I just felt a little uneasy, and my worries suddenly seemed to increase a lot.
"Wait a minute, am I being tricked?"
"What emotion are you feeling this time? Suspicion? Paranoia, jealousy?"
"It's over, it's over, I can't even guess my emotions this time, I'm definitely going to be finished."
"If I die, the rescue team will definitely collapse and disband. After all, they are all a group of guys who are here for profit. Without profit, they will definitely not continue to save people or insist on doing good things."
"Sure enough, I still accomplished nothing!"
The nameless body shrank in the dragon's shell, and the more he thought about it, the more anxious he became.
He had an urge to do something, but he was full of worries. Every time he was about to cheer up, he remembered that he was still in the Land of Ten Good Deeds.
The ten evils were too difficult to deal with, and he had no confidence at all to pass the level.
"If I didn't have the superpowers of my predecessor, I must be a waste."
"I don't know what my superpower will be. It must be useless and rubbish."
Wuming sighed, feeling bad all over. Even the dragon's shell collapsed on the ground, completely losing the direction of action.
At this time, the five-color stone suddenly cracked, and a middle-aged man with the word "mourning" written all over his body slowly emerged from the purple liquid. After he came out, he did not attack Wuming, but sat next to Wuming and began to murmur to himself.
Said: "Alas, we are all losers in life. In fact, no one likes us at all. They all just come here for various purposes."
"Yes, yes." Wuming nodded.
The middle-aged man continued: "I really want to die. Only by dying can I be freed."
"Yes, yes!" Wuming nodded.
The middle-aged man was about to continue saying something, but suddenly the dragon's shell moved on its own, and the dark mist formed a sickle and instantly harvested the middle-aged man's head.
This is a preset that Wuming has made before. Once he loses his will to fight or wants to do something to harm himself, the Dragon Shell will be controlled by information and automatically fight.
The middle-aged man wanted to guide Wuming to kill himself, so the dragon's shell was controlled by confidence and killed the middle-aged man neatly.
As soon as the middle-aged man died, Wuming immediately came out of his state of anxiety. His eyes suddenly widened, and then he gasped for air and said in surprise: "This guy is too scary, I almost fell into his trap!"
He looked at the stone that had become a six-color stone, and couldn't help but swallowed his saliva. There was still one last emotion left, and the rock was about to undergo some kind of change!