The deceased has lost consciousness, and they are unable to perceive what happened after their death.
But it is meaningful to the living people who are still left in hell on earth.
At least, it will make them feel that they are still alive...
"...Oh, am I so hated by people?"
The sophist, or Yuan Dunxing, had his head suddenly exploded, and a large amount of blood spurted out.
He lost another doll, but it wasn't the last one...
He didn't hold on, and he didn't try to block everyone... That wasn't necessary. As long as he didn't try to destroy the "Mother Tree of Life", he let them pass.
But there are people who are unwilling to let him go.
"Hey, hey, Fang Wen, I admit that I tricked you, but at this time, why are we still fighting among ourselves? It's not necessary..."
The light silver light exudes the light of war, and the silver war (Fang Wen) is in full swing, hunting the betrayers.
"We don't have any conflict. I haven't reached the level of becoming a god... I haven't even reached the standard for reaching the rules level. We can win together. I don't have the ambition or ability to eat up the foundation of becoming a god."
"I'm the contract owner, so I can't lie. I can draft an agreement right now. No matter how big the profit is, I'll let you take the lion's share..."
Sincere words are constantly spoken, all kinds of benefits are thrown around casually, and the promises are not only very reasonable and well-founded, but also willing to prove them in writing!
But no matter what he said, Fang Wen's hands never stopped.
Slashing, acupuncture, and collision. Although due to the lack of "quality", the total volume of Silver War is less than one-third of its normal state, and it has been reduced from a humanoid combat unit to a "small beast", it can still maintain a very strong combat effectiveness.
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Fang Wen knows very well that when fighting against strong men from the Contractor family, the first priority is not to talk to them no matter what they say.
In the final analysis of a contract, the other party makes a "request" or "request", and you must confirm it before it can become an "agreement".
The second-level deedee still needs the deed paper, while the third-level negotiator already has the ability to "make a contract verbally".
Faced with such an opponent, no matter what they say, don't answer...but the most important thing is, don't think!
When you think about the other person's logic, think about the meaning of the other person's words, when you consider whether your response is appropriate, you may have fallen into the trap... Then, since thinking and responding may fall into the trap, then
, it’s better to turn off your senses.
Normal people can't do it, but Fang Wen can.
She turned off the sound receiver!
"Boom!"
Another blow, and the sophist was knocked back again.
He threw away the cracked short knife in his hand and smiled bitterly.
Even he would feel uncomfortable facing such a mad dog-like opponent.
But Fang Wen was actually even more shocked...the sophist's melee combat ability was not bad at all.
"Don't look at me like that. I played a trick. I made a contract with my body and weapons to make them stronger..."
"when!"
No matter what he said, Fang Wen had no intention of opening her "ears".
Contractors who have reached a certain level are very strong, but before they can develop higher-level abilities, their weaknesses are also obvious.
Lu Ping'an asked Fang Wen to raid the sophist, which was a trump card that had been agreed before... As long as he was killed, everything would be worth it if he killed this "culprit".
The sword light fell again, and the sophist was obviously unable to keep up with the rhythm.
Fang Wen's sword is very fast, very fast. Even though she has lost most of her lower body, she is still a war machine that can compete with high-level combat systems.
"boom!"
But this time, it was Fang Wen who was knocked away.
The water on her faceless mask flowed, revealing for the first time incomprehensible emotions.
At that moment, it was a pure competition of strength, and I was actually at a slight disadvantage.
".......foodie."
This pure and primitive brute force quickly made her think of this possibility.
The offensive was blocked, and her opponent was not a weak opponent who could be defeated easily. She opened her "ears", hoping to collect more intelligence.
Seeing this scene, the sophist also laughed.
"Well, gourmet, I just reached the third level not long ago. Do you want to know why I improved so quickly?"
Fang Wen did not nod, but subconsciously thought about it.
Considering the sophist's age, a fourth-level contractor, a fourth-level healer, and at least a third-level gourmet, this is really an exaggeration.
"Because the food I eat is quite special. My three systems are no longer separate pathways, they have been integrated together."
"You see, I can headhunt people, make them into living dolls, and 'store' them in my body. But you see, living dolls also have intelligence. If regulations are relaxed, they will still have themselves, and they will be independent intelligent creatures. So, I signed a contract with them, and after they die, everything belongs to me."
"And since the contract was signed within my body, both parties to the contract were actually 'me', so I tried to confuse the boundaries between the two parties so that the final inheritance could be absorbed by me. ..."
Blasphemous words, taboo abilities, and vicious contracts were revealed one by one.
"Of course, the agreement itself should be fair. Therefore, it is a gambling agreement. Whoever dies first will have all the property of the other party."
"Yes, yes, there is also an insurance agreement. We are each other's beneficiaries. If whoever dies, the other party will receive it."
Sophists talk endlessly about the secrets of their own growth. How blasphemous it is.
Multiple contracts establish a "connection" between the victim and him, and then forcibly mix and interfere with the boundaries between them, borrowing the power of the three channels of gourmet, contractor, and headhunter to squeeze out the victim's remaining value.
A newcomer with the highest level four? If you just look at the data, two level fours and one level three are nothing in the world of advanced people, but the reality of just achieving this level of growth and finding your own "path" is
This means that he absolutely cannot be evaluated using normal levels.
And when Fang Wen was shocked by this "big secret" and really started to think about it, something was vaguely wrong.
"You see, my ability is actually very similar to that of the Great Mother Goddess. From all aspects, I am a more suitable adapter for the Mother Goddess than you who abandoned your body..."
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Amidst the chaos, Lu Ping'an's "chariot" also successfully arrived at the outer reaches of the Grand Arena.
The surrounding beasts had been cleared away, and looking at the city wall, which was not as high as the "Tree of Salvation", he could only sigh.
The effect of the giant in the palm has faded, but whether it is his own scene or the scene of Noah's Ark, there is nothing he can do with this ten-meter-long city wall... They are not used to attack cities, and they can't use this too much
There is no way to cross the solid city wall.
The giant tree dimly turned into a point of light, dissipated in the air, and returned to its own "pot".
"3 minutes and 58 seconds? It seems that I still need to practice."
It takes time to put away and release your own "scene", and it also requires a lot of practice and improvement of spatial ability to improve the degree of completion.
It takes about two minutes for Lu Ping'an to "release the salvation", and even longer to put it away. This is the result of hard practice. Both directions initially took more than ten minutes.
There are no defenders on the city wall, or all the defending beasts have been destroyed.
After putting away the scenery, Guan Xinxian also came to join him. He directly lifted Lu Ping'an and reached the city wall in two strokes.
And at this moment, Lu Ping'an finally returned to the "place where the dream began" again.