Chapter 386 The Rhythm of All Things - Middle Age - Depression!
Bailang wiped his face and shook off the flesh and blood on his face, then bent down and stabbed the knife in his hand with ripples of lightning, like a sharp knife that easily pierced through the layers of tough cooked cowhide. When the layer of flesh under his feet was not too small,
When he opened his arms, he formed claws with his five fingers and grabbed hard, holding the 'Electrotherapist' that was wrapped in flesh and blood.
The equipment that had been 'taken away' was back in his hands. Bai Lang braced his legs, joints all over his body, and twisted his strength into one force. He broke out horizontally, locked the ripples, transformed into a human internal combustion engine, stood up suddenly, and pushed the 'battery' outward.
Pulled it out and turned on the defibrillator, one hundred thousand volts!
He stood up in an instant and exerted his strength like a weeping willow. Blue arcs of electricity surged throughout his body. It turned into an elemental energy that hurt both the enemy and himself, intertwining with the ripples.
Bailang's eyes burst out with blazing white light, his body was wrapped by thunder snakes, his hair stood on end and his muscles were distinct, and the electric arc flickered and flickered. Under the stimulation of the electric current, not only did his muscle strength make a small breakthrough, but the monster's flesh, flesh and nerves also instinctively contracted.
Let him successfully take back the battery and put it into the storage space.
But what followed was a counterattack dozens of times.
Bai Lang dodged awkwardly in a small area, relying on the strong metal body of the Nuclear Sheep to bear the impact. Tentacles shot out from the ground under his feet, flexibly wrapped around his legs, quickly pierced the skin and drilled into the blood vessels, starting to draw blood and inject foreign matter.
Just as he was making use of the Vampire's unique gift of controlling blood, he was struggling to his death. He was mounting a bronze vehicle with great difficulty, and was making the final sprint to the coordinates of Sulf, when he vaguely heard the sound of continuous explosions?
‘Is there anyone else here?’ As soon as this thought flashed through his mind, he immediately rejected it!
How is it possible?! There is no way that anyone else is alive here, let alone the explosion of ammunition that is different from Zhenqi Martial Arts. There are no artillery shells in this world.
Boom boom boom boom!
The cruel slap in the face came again. This time, he not only keenly captured the vibration and sound of the explosion, he even used the 'temporary mini map' to refresh three blue light spots.
"???"
Bai Lang looked surprised, what the hell is this? It was really an explosion! His running movements were stopped, and more tentacles densely wrapped around his legs and arms. His mind was in confusion, could there be other contracts here?
Or? Are they enemies or friends?
"Black Thorn!"
"No piggyback, no piggyback, no piggyback, no piggyback..."
The black werewolf appeared behind him, and the bright red ripples (vampire version) filled the inside of the ghost, making its "werewolf form" lines become slender and smooth. It is no longer the pure sense of strength in the past, but now it is streamlined and more agile and flexible.
, waving his hands into a storm, cutting off the tentacles connecting the white waves one by one.
The next second, an indescribable sadness rose in my heart.
"Eh? What's going on? Why am I crying?"
Bai Lang, who was about to run away, suddenly paused. He raised his hand and touched his cheek, and found that his fingertips were extremely wet.
There is a sense of sadness in my heart.
…
"Contractor, I sense there is a contractor here! Let's kill him!" The investigator sensed the ripple energy emitted by Bailang and shouted in surprise.
"The pressure is too great, I really can't bear it anymore!"
As the dark wizard went deeper and deeper, he went from fishing in troubled waters to having to share the pressure, and the burden he borne became more and more heavy. The dozens of precious arms (casting materials) stored in his space were all used up, and he already had the idea of retreating and escaping.
The investigator was unable to retreat. He used one disposable scroll after another, continuously applying group amplification to the three people. He also continued to use pieces of consumable equipment, from magic scrolls to alchemy bombs, to help the team fight against endless attacks.
attack.
Now he has walked ninety steps. The last ten steps seem few, but the difficulty has increased exponentially. But he has no way to retreat. He has paid too much for this mission and can no longer stop. He can only fight hard and continue to add more.
invest.
"Hold on, the rescue target is nearby! Let's meet up with the contractor first. One more person will add more strength!"
Lao Wang was still calm and composed, his sparse hair was wet with sweat, and the light on his head was gradually reflecting. He quickly went through the current situation in his mind, analyzed it from the two perspectives of 'continue to move forward' and 'choose to retreat', and briefly estimated the losses.
Finally, he made a decision!
There was a look of determination in the captain's eyes, and he gasped in a hoarse voice: "You retreat behind me, and I will do this last section! Remember, five minutes! I can only fight for the last five minutes for you, and I have to retreat regardless of success or failure.
.Understand?"
"Please!" The investigator looked grateful.
Behind him, the hidden dark wizard is also full of expectations for the captain's trump card. A second-level veteran who can be designated as the 'captain' by the park must have something to rely on.
"Everything moves - middle age - depression!"
A terrifying and strange aura rose up from Captain Lao Wang's body and spread in all directions. This sealed flesh and blood space seemed to have entered a chilling late autumn, when all things were bleak and lifeless, and the whole world was indescribable decadence.
A grayish shadow on top.
This power not only infects the spiritual level, but even interferes and distorts the rules of the real world.
Every second-level contractor who opens the career column must have established his own 'power system', and based on the five ability columns, he organically integrates systems from different worlds, learns from each other's strengths, and creates a unique 'skill tree'
', and then condense the great source.
Therefore, every contractor who steps into the second level must have a core ability that is the best in the world. It is the 'Tao' that everyone pursues. It is also the crystallization (fruit) of different skill trees and is the 'big one' that surpasses the small source.
source seed'.
Bailang continuously explored the ability bar, developed the potential of his bloodline, and created the 'Gatlin Thunder Sound Secret Technique', which has similar potential. However, his 'core ability' is far from perfect and is only a prototype.
The development level of Captain Elder King's 'Rhythm of All Things' is also among the top ranks of highly perfected second-level contractors, and has already involved the operation of the 'law' level.
This chapter is not over yet, please click on the next page to continue reading! Let’s not discuss whether his core ability is strong or not? In terms of completion level alone, he is undoubtedly a high-ranking second-level player. He is only one step away from being promoted to third-level. Therefore, he was buried
He was designated as the 'big brother who takes the lead'.
This 'Rhythm of All Things - Midlife Crisis' is the culmination of his power system, as well as the foundation and core. It integrates and links multiple foundation columns. Once activated, it can synchronize the surrounding environment with one's own mentality.
Substituting one's own heart for Heaven's heart, within a limited scope, pull the 'world' to one's own level, and use one's own negative soul origins such as 'depression, decadence, decline, emptiness, numbness, despair' to replace 'Heaven's heart' to corrode and infect the outside world. Drag
As the world falls into a 'mid-life crisis'.
To explain it in human terms, it is the "domain-enhanced version" of the Lingling Fruit - the negative ghost; or it is the localized "five declines of heaven and man, the calamity of the end of the law". All things and phenomena dragged into the radiation range by him,
They will all develop in the direction of "bad" in "formation, residence, badness and emptiness".
The burning flames will gradually fade and extinguish, the rushing rivers will dry up, the noisy winds will no longer be able to wave, and the surging volcanoes will begin to fall silent and dormant. Even the natural world will fall into weakness and decline with him under his inspiration.
', not to mention the creatures enveloped by him.
In an instant, both the investigator and the dark wizard felt a feeling of "nothing is more sad than heartbreaking" at the same time.
The former felt an emptiness and tranquility in his heart, and began to examine himself. Is it necessary to pay so much for a mere task? Then he wanted to give up, review, and repent from the bottom of his heart. The latter was even more boring, why am I here? Why should I do this?
Damn it? Why am I so obsessed with illusory power? That I lost my eyes.
Facing Lao Wang's "rhythm of all things", the only way to solve it is to use his own "great perseverance and passion" to fight against the "Great Depression" in his soul.
The strangest and most powerful thing about the rhythm of all things is not the unlimited amplification of the power of 'decline', but the 100% true and original projection of the 'decline' in his heart.
How 'sad' a middle-aged social animal is in his heart, his rhythm will project as much 'sadness' to the outside world, and it will never add an extra point. And in exchange for this, all 'subjects', no matter how many strange things they master,
Ability is not immune, and weakening this negative state will inevitably be 100% projected deep into the soul.
The only way to fight against it is to use your own positive energy and enthusiasm to wipe out the 'Rhythm of All Things - Depression', or be wiped out. There is no other way.
So how much did the captain lose? Not only did the investigator and the dark wizard both kneel down, but even the God of War of Pure Love, who launched a crazy attack, rarely stopped attacking, and his desire to attack was greatly reduced.
"Under the rustling trees, a man who has been sick for a hundred years appears alone on the stage..."
At this moment, the captain abandoned his heavy shield and strode forward with a dejected face but firm steps. He groaned as he walked. Wherever he passed, his flesh and blood withered, decayed, and retreated.
He was like Moses parting the sea. The wall of flesh and blood in front of him automatically opened an invisible crack. On the opposite side of the road of flesh and blood, parked was an 'alternative motorcycle' stained with large amounts of blood, but with a cool purple paint job.
Under the dim black and white headlights, Bai Lang, who was stripped of his color, knelt on the ground with tears streaming down his face: "Coach, I don't want to study medicine anymore, I really want to go home!"
