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    Chapter 129 I just want to go on

    The use of ¡°strength potion¡± completely reversed our disadvantage.  Although Wagner's attack power of the strange bone blades was still fierce and fierce, without the auxiliary effect of the weak poison, he could no longer regain the initiative in this battle.  Under our siege, his life force continued to decrease until the last trace was left, and there were only five minutes left in the battle.  No matter from which aspect, the outcome of this battle seems to be destined, and I feel extremely happy: in just one or two minutes, this fragile world will be saved again.

    At this moment, a sudden change occurred!

    While we were hacking away at Wagner's bones, suddenly, a rich yellow-green poisonous corpse gas emitted from the rotting wounds all over his body.  This gas has a strong corrosive effect, and any skin contaminated by it will instantly produce a severe and continuous sting.

    To be precise, the toxicity of this corpse energy is not very severe, and it will only cause fifteen points of life damage per second.  For us, this speed of life consumption is completely affordable.

    But the worst thing is that this corpse energy is distributed over a wide range. The area within a radius of about 20 steps around Wagner is shrouded in this thick poisonous mist.

    And Yanzhen¡¯s powerful healing pet rabbit Tsacha is also within the scope of the poisonous mist.

    You must know that each of Yan Zhen's three battle pets has skill advantages that other pets cannot match.  Whether it¡¯s Sheep Meie who is proficient in various hand-to-hand combat skills, Li Xiaoniao who can mass-produce high-end food, or Rabbit Tsaca who is comparable to a high-level healer, I have never seen any other animal trainer.  The battle pets have such rich combat skills, and the tremendous power displayed by their skills is also staggering.

    But the just and strict Supreme God will never give all his love to the same life. While giving them some powerful abilities, he will definitely take something away from them. This is the so-called "balance".  In this vast world, this delicate "balance" exists all the time and deeply affects every life living here.  Whatever you gain, you must lose. This is the supreme law that cannot be changed in this world.

    ???????????? What these three battle pets of the Yan Formation lack is their vitality.

    Just as no other battle pet has as many powerful skills as Yan Zhen's battle pet, no other battle pet can have such fragile vitality like Yan Zhen's battle pet.  Among the three pets, the one with the most tenacious vitality is the forty-level sheep Bieme, which only has more than 130 points of vitality - which can only withstand two ordinary attacks from opponents of the same level at most.  ; And Rabbit Tsaza, who had just killed a Sasquatch and was promoted to level 35, only had a measly 23 points of vitality - basically, you could kill half of his life just by sneezing on him.

    So, this delicate and cute little fat rabbit only took two puffs of poisonous mist, and then lay down on the ground motionless with twitching all over.

    "My little rabbit!" Seeing his cute pet falling straight to the ground, Yan Zhen let out a sad cry.  She waved her arm and immediately took back Tucaca's body into the magic space of her war pet.  If she wants to summon this magical bunny who is proficient in various healing magics next time, she must wait for at least five minutes.

    After taking care of Tucaca¡¯s funeral, the female elf trainer immediately turned her grief into greater strength, stared at a pair of red eyes, and killed the murderer who caused this tragedy even more ruthlessly

    Having successfully eliminated our field doctor, Wagner's offensive was not interrupted by the wild geese's counterattack. On the contrary, he seemed to have foreseen that his own demise was inevitable, and his despair drove his attacks to become more violent.  In a blink of an eye, he swung the bone blade and stabbed me in the left rib.  His movement was so fast that I couldn't stop him. I could only watch the sharp poisonous thorn pierce into my body, and then stir up the nauseating pain.  The severe pain from the bone gnawing aroused even greater ferocity. I ignored the weapon still in my body and stabbed his chest hard with my backhand sword.

    As I said before, when a wise man begins to study the skills of brutal killing, the hysterical coldness and cruelty he can show is enough to make professional killers who are used to death feel cold from the bottom of their hearts.  You can't imagine how terrifying these extremely smart guys can transform their bodies into human weapons. Sometimes, for them, imagination is the most powerful and powerful weapon.

    The moment the long sword penetrated his flesh and bones, I heard a harsh "gurgling" sound coming from his abdominal cavity.  I don¡¯t know what exactly happened, but the experience and premonitions brought to me by countless battles tell me: danger is coming.

    I pulled out the sword with all my strength and escaped.He ran away, but it was too late.

    All the ribs on Wagner's chest and abdomen suddenly popped out together, like the legs and feet of a scorpion stretching outward, ugly and full of fatal threats.  Before I could react, these sharp bones suddenly and cruelly folded inward again, tightly wrapping my body into two rows of sharp bone blades.  In an instant, dozens of sharp knives penetrated my torso, and I felt as if my body was cut into dozens of sections at once.  My blood was rushing outward at an alarming speed. Without Tucacha's treatment, there was no way to stop the decline of my vitality.

    what to do?  !

    In my adventure career, I have never been so close to death as at this moment, but I did not feel fear in my heart. My mind was empty, as if what was being severely injured was another person's body and had nothing to do with me.

    Without any hesitation, I made the right choice immediately.

    If it can¡¯t be cured, don¡¯t treat it anymore!

    At the critical moment of life and death, I showed calmness and courage that surprised myself.  I gave up all defenses, straightened up the long sword in my right hand, and showed no mercy on my fighting spirit. I used the most powerful skills I could use on Wagner one by one: Blade Storm, Arc Slash, Halberd Slash, and Violent Slash.  In the narrow space, my long sword is like the bright moon in the dark night, passing through the gaps in the clouds again and again, blooming with icy cold light in the stale dark night.

    This is a cruel competition of spilling blood. Everyone is using the fastest speed to peel off the opponent's blood and squander the opponent's life.  The prize for the winner will be the right to survive.

    Fortunately, Wagner is fighting alone, but I still have four strong comrades.  Soon they realized what was happening and cooperated with me in a tacit attack on the mutated pharmacist with all their strength.  Flashing magic and bright weapons fell on Wagner like a storm - the entire cave was filled with a sad red cloud.

    Finally, we shattered the last segment of Wagner's spinal cord. His rotting torso could no longer support his body, and he finally struggled and fell to the ground.

    At this time, I only have less than ten points of health leftand the damage effect of the poisonous mist has not been eliminated.

    I took out a bottle of powerful healing potion as quickly as possible and drank it in one gulp.  Just as my health increased by 500 points, the words "-15" floated dangerously above my head.

    Until a long time later, I often recalled this moment of near death, and was deeply afraid of the future - if I drank this bottle of potion half a second late, I would have died together with Wagner.

    "Why why is this happening" The shattered Wagner roared hoarsely, but strangely, I couldn't see a trace of fear caused by the impending destruction from his expression - there was only a trace of fear on his face.  Grief and regret, only the deep sorrow of disillusioned ideals.

    "You have done a big stupid thing" The eyeball of his left eye has fallen out, and it is unknown where it fell, leaving only a hole, with a faint red firelight shining in the hole, staring straight at it.  Look at me, as if you can see into my heart

    "If I succeed, this world will eliminate all differences. The Continental Federation, the Doomsday Empire, humans, elves, dwarves, tauren, rotten ones, trolls, vampires, demons there will be no distinction between all races, and all souls  There is also no selfish desire, eternal peace, eternal perfection, everything is right in front of you, heaven is at your fingertips"

    "And you smashed it into pieces. Stupid reptiles, short-sighted mediocre people, you could have spread your wings to fly, but you would rather burrow into the dirt But it doesn't matter, the ultimate evolution of life is unstoppable, that perfection  The perfect moment will always come, and I hereby predict that the river of history will not change its course for reptiles, and that one day, someone will complete my unfinished grand undertaking"

    With very complicated emotions, I watched the soul fire in his eyes slowly extinguish.

    I have never seen a person like him.

    There is no doubt that he is a great wise man, a pioneer of science, and a warrior who explores the unknown and the future.  He was able to completely strip away his life and soul by himself. From this point alone, he had already stepped into the realm of gods.

    For this, he never takes any credit, and is even willing to share his achievements and honors with all living beings in the world.  With extremely beautiful and fervent wishes, he hopes to bring all lives to the beautiful shore of the soul and share eternal peace and tranquility.  In terms of personal motivation alone, you can put all the words of praise in the world on him: wisdom, generosity, generosity, kindness There is no doubt that he is a "good person": a "good person" in the true sense  "!  A great "nice guy"!  a perfectThe "good guy"!

    However, such a "good man" almost brought an unprecedented catastrophe to the world, depriving hundreds of millions of living beings of their right to live alone, turning this imperfect but colorful world into a perfect one.  Dead silence - how is that different from the bottomless underworld ruled by the goddess of death?

    Why is this happening?

    I think good people are respectable, and a great good person is especially respectable.  However, no one has the right to impose his or her own values ??on everyone else¡ªeven if yours is truly superior.

    When I first accepted the task of eliminating Wagner, I was confused and shaken for a time.  I once thought: If what he said is true and correct, and what he did is beneficial to the whole world, then what position and reason do I have to stop him?

    But even so, I still couldn't hold back my hatred and disgust for him, and I tried my best to stop him - I didn't even know why I did this.

    It¡¯s only now that I understand where the hatred and disgust from the depths of my heart come from:

    I hope that I can become a good person, even a great good person, but I also hope that everything I do is a decision made independently by my soul.  I refuse to become a life that has lost its soul under the force of others - even if it means becoming a good person or a great man - I firmly refuse!

    I hope I can be my own master, everyone can be his own master, every race can be their own master, every country can be their own master, every world can be its own  The Mastersme, us and them, all will choose their own path forward - whether it leads in the right direction or not - and will take full responsibility for the choices made.  No matter where this road leads, we will go on firmly instead of following the footsteps and directions set by others and walking on a road that is destined to end - maybe, after millions of years have passed, time will  It will prove that our decision at this time is wrong, but so what?

    We would rather fight for the right to make mistakes, at least we can choose!

    Why do people always have awe and admiration for the supreme god Darremus in their hearts?

    Because the all-knowing and omnipotent Father of the Gods single-handedly created this world and all the creatures in this world, it stands to reason that he should be the person with the most power to decide where we go.  However, he generously gave us stupid children the power of self-consciousness and self-examination, allowing us to decide our own destination.  He taught us, guided us, but never forced us¡ªand this is where Wagner got it wrong from the start.

    I don¡¯t want Wagner to finish my path for me. I believe that all creatures in this world don¡¯t want this. This is the reason why we define his behavior as ¡°evil¡±, and it is also the biggest source of his destruction.

    "Let's go, it's time for us to hit the road." Fei Yin clapped her hands and said to us after searching for all the loot.

    ¡°We have just saved hundreds of millions of lives around the world, don¡¯t you want to feel emotional at all?¡± I asked Fei Yin.

    Our president scratched her head: "Will each of them give me a hard-earned fee?"

    "This probably won't" I was speechless.

    "Then why should I sigh?" She rolled her eyes at me, then pointed forward, "Let's go!"

    Yes, we are on the road again.  This is a path we have chosen, and I don¡¯t want to know where it leads.

    I just want to go on step by step like this.

    ??Never stop walking
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