After Dying Hundreds Of Millions Of Times, I Copied My Talent And Killed All Races!

Xia Ru's words made everyone in the training ground feel a little panicked.

"Pagan worship!"

There is no one in the back of the human race who does not know the meaning of these three words.

They are the borers of the human race and the poisonous snakes hiding behind the human race.

But for newcomers like them who have just stepped into martial arts.

Worshiping paganism is also a gap that they cannot cross at present.

It seemed that he was aware of the emotions of everyone present.

Xia Ru reassured: "Don't worry, everyone, we will do our best to protect everyone's safety. Now, please everyone, please leave the training hall in order, line up one by one, don't mess up, lest the heretics can take advantage of it." machine."

At this time, teachers from more than a dozen classes also stood up.

"Everyone, please line up in line according to what you learned in class before. Don't worry, the night walkers will protect us!"

Eighteen years before the awakening of talent, everyone naturally learned some safety courses on how to evacuate and escape from people who worshiped pagans.

So after hearing what the teachers said, the remaining students started to take action.

They lined up in order and prepared to leave the training hall.

The students in Su Mu's team also followed the class teacher Jiang Heliu.

One by one, they were inspected by night walkers and left the training hall.

"Brother Mu, this is the first time I encounter this kind of scene. Why do I feel so excited?"

Li Xiangdong followed Su Mu, seemingly restless.

He has always been a talkative person, and many students in the class found him annoying.

Only Su Mu was willing to take the trouble to listen to him and occasionally respond to him.

So during the three years of high school, he has been clinging to Su Mu.

Although Su Mu didn't want to admit it, she had to admit that during her three years of high school, her best friend was Li Xiangdong.

"You are really not afraid of death! People who worship paganism are cruel and ruthless, and they are not joking with you."

Li Xiangdong chuckled: "What are you afraid of? Sister Ye Xingren and the others are here. When I become stronger, I must kill all these human worms who worship paganism!"

Su Mu smiled and said: "Then it seems that your goal in the future is not to go to the frontline battlefield, but to return to the rear of the human race and join the Night Walkers?"

"I haven't thought about it yet, Brother Mu, what do you think." Li Xiangdong looked at Su Mu.

Su Mu said: "I, of course, go to the front line. As long as all races are immortalized, paganism will never completely disappear. Only going to the front line is the only way to cure it, and only to solve all races, our human race Only then can we usher in true peace.”

Li Xiangdong's eyes lit up when he heard this: "Brother Mu, what you said makes sense! Then I will go to the front line too!"

While the two were chatting, the queue was almost reaching Su Mu.

Just at this time.

Not far away, Xia Ru's expression suddenly changed.

"careful!"

The sound accompanying Xia Ru just sounded.

Su Mu suddenly felt wet on her face.

Li Xiangdong, who had just spoken into his ear, spit out a mouthful of blood.

In Su Mu's sight.

The tip of a black war blade penetrated Li Xiangdong's chest.

His face, which was smiling just a second ago, suddenly turned pale.

"Mu, Brother Mu..."

Behind Li Xiangdong, a thin, middle-aged man with a scar was smiling ferociously.

"You, I'm afraid you won't be able to go to the front line!"

He pulled out the black war blade from Li Xiangdong's chest.

Then he gave Su Mu a cold look.

Then he ignored Su Mu and grabbed Fang Ling who was not far away.

He placed the war blade in his hand on Fang Ling's snow-white neck.

"ah!"

A sudden scene.

The students around him suddenly screamed.

He quickly moved away from the direction of the scarred middle-aged man.

The middle-aged Scar didn't care about those classmates who stayed away.

Instead, he stared closely at Xia Ru, who had rushed to him not far away and was holding a silver war blade.

If he hadn't caught Fang Ling in time just now.

I'm afraid Xia Ru's war blade has already struck him.

"Li Feng! Let her go!"

Xia Ru's eyes quickly glanced at Li Xiangdong, who was gradually losing his life on the ground, and then looked coldly at the middle-aged Scar.

"Tsk, tsk, tsk, Captain Xia, do you think I'm stupid? If you let her go, wouldn't it be me who dies?"

The middle-aged Scar's face was a little pale, and he looked at Fang Ling in front of him with some pride.

"What a good prospect, Captain Xia. I just watched it for a while. This little girl's first blood test actually got 0.91. This qualification is considered good among some of the top high schools in the third security zone, right? In time, he must be at least a warrior of the third realm, or even a fourth realm. For such a talent, don't you think it would be a pity if he died in my hands like this? My miserable life, in exchange for such a talent, It’s considered decent enough.”

Xia Ru said coldly: "Let her go, I can let you go."

"I just like smart people like you, Captain Xia."

The middle-aged Scar laughed.

Just as the middle-aged Scar and Xia Ru were confronting each other.

Su Mu next to her was already kneeling in front of Li Xiangdong's body.

Who could imagine that a living person who said one second that I was going to the front line would become a corpse that gradually became colder the next second!

"Brother Mu, what's wrong with you today? I feel like you're not in the right state today. You've been in a daze."

"My talent will be awakened soon, Brother Mu, are you excited?"

"Brother Mu! Are you going to go online? Hehe, he finally awakened his talent, relax!"

"Huh, Brother Mu, did you practice yesterday? I practiced for the first time last night, but I was exhausted."

"Brother Mu..."

Scenes from the past flashed in front of Su Mu like a revolving lantern.

"Don't worry, you won't die."

Su Mu took a long breath.

Then he stood up.

His eyes fell on the middle-aged man with scar not far away.

At this moment, the middle-aged Scar was slowly walking towards the entrance of the training hall.

In his hand, Fang Ling was still held hostage.

Fang Ling, who was held hostage by him, had already turned pale with fear.

The color of his lips was gone, and his eyes were full of helplessness and fear.

Just at this time.

Su Mu quickly rushed towards the middle-aged Scar.

The middle-aged Scar had originally focused all his attention on Xia Ru.

He never expected that a student would rush towards him.

When Su Mu came to him, he could only react.

Su Mu was about to bump into him.

A trace of cruelty flashed across Scar's middle-aged face.

"You brat, you're looking for death!"

The war blade in his hand swiped across Su Mu's neck.

The blood splashed directly on Fang Ling's pretty face.

Su Mu, whose throat was cut, did not stop. Instead, she ran directly into the middle-aged Scar and threw herself on the middle-aged Scar.

before his consciousness dissipated.

I vaguely saw a flash of white light.

The middle-aged man with a scar covered his throat and slowly fell down.

"Su Mu!"

"This classmate!!!"

Su Mu felt that her life force was passing away quickly.

In front of his eyes, it gradually became dark.

[Ding, you have been killed by the cultist Li Feng. The copy was successful. Congratulations on getting the A-level talent: Makeover! 】