I give the world destruction and rebirth

Daoud was very disappointed with his first failure. For a being like Tang Ji, the first time always has the highest success rate. It can even be said that there is only one chance.

But he didn't want to give up. He had been an assassin for nearly a hundred years, and in some habits he had begun to deviate in the direction of the Chaos Demon. Perhaps this was the last other world he could enter as a normal player.

So Daoud didn't want to leave any regrets for himself. He planned to risk using the same plan for a second assassination, which would also be the last time. Either he succeeded and wrote his own legend, or he died and became one of the legends. Another stepping stone.

Markarian is dead, and the next replacement has not yet appeared. Daoud cannot get more help from the pioneers and companies, but he has his own channels.

He is a legendary assassin. He has accumulated very deep connections in the previous worlds, which allows him to get everything he wants, as well as some interesting information, such as the Death Cult among players.

The worship of death has always had a market among players. After all, these people are so unfamiliar with death that every time they hear that someone has died, it will cause a long discussion.

Many Chaos Demon players are followers of the Death Cult. They worship death, create death, and desire death. In short, in Daoud's eyes, these people are mentally ill, but he himself is also mentally ill.

"I went to Sigitas Lange and told him my name was Daoud. He knew who it was." With a flash of lightning, Daoud appeared in a deserted town in Kansas. Here is Dance of Death Club, an open stronghold of the Death Cult.

Although the company has always banned the secret forums of Death Cults, at least in other worlds, they still adhere to the principle of minimally interfering with players' behavior. Daoud has always felt that this may not be the company's original intention, but a message from the Supreme Being. Require.

But no matter what, the Death Worship Cult is still free in its behavior in the other world, and even has some unclear cooperation with the aboriginal forces in this world. Since the death of Karkarf, the aborigines can still control the player's The movement is almost entirely due to the Death Cult.

"Daoud, I heard that you are a famous assassin." The bartender asked with interest while wiping his glass: "My name is JHSD-114. Can you tell me the purpose of your coming here? I'm just curious. .”

"Private matter." Daoud just smiled, then ordered a glass of strong wine, sat on the table and remained silent, waiting for Sigitas to appear.

JHSD-114 shrugged and stopped disturbing the other party. He just waved to another player dressed as a bounty hunter in the corner and pointed upstairs. The other player turned around and walked up.

As a paladin-type player, JHSD-114 is a very humble person. He was arranged to work here by Mikkelsen as a communication channel between the Death Cult and the indigenous people. After all, most Death Cults The members are all Chaos Demons. In essence, they just worship death and are full of desire for Tangji and the power Tangji possesses, rather than having a good impression of the indigenous people.

But JHSD-114 is different. Mikkelsen loves these Paladins to death. He must admit that these people are great people. They work hard and are willing to accept any task that benefits the indigenous people. The only flaw is that the number is too large. not enough.

After Mikkelsen's short-term observation and the analysis of the think tank behind it, the Lost Mountain Base believes that these Paladin-type players cannot simply be regarded as extreme xenophiles. In essence, they still have their own goals and routes.

These Paladin-type players seem to have been selected by the company to balance the balance of power between other types of players and the indigenous people. They can keep the balance balanced by descending on different proportions of Paladin-type players, thereby maximizing the extension of time. The sustainability of the other world itself.

According to JHSD-114, there are currently only seven Paladin-type players in the world who are active, and almost all of these people are dedicated to the task of saving the endangered civilization of the indigenous people.

Mikkelsen temporarily grasped the whereabouts of four of them, and successfully established communication channels with three other people besides JHSD-114, but the other three Paladin-type players seemed to intend to become loners, and two of them were in constant danger. River region, an African continent.

The former is currently working on establishing a safe zone for survivors in the infected area. With the goal of saving everyone he can, he constantly ventures in and out of the infected area to rescue survivors, and has reached an agreement with the survivors he rescued. If he Unfortunately, he failed his current body. I hope they can accept him and become a new hero when he comes again.

The other one was in the southern area of ​​​​the Ganges, leading the Ganges people to shout the slogan that the Ganges people must have their own shelter. Dagante worked for half a year and had built it with the secret support of Mikkelsen. A large-scale refuge 'shelter'.

But considering the quality of the shelter itself, its reserves, and its location, Mikkelsen felt that this thing might only be able to move them, but not Apocalypse.

As for the latter, the paladin in Africa has already launched a plan to save the Africans with Kreps Cisse’s tribe. Their latest plan is to choose to build their own under the huge frozen mausoleum of Sudan. refuge.

When Mikkelsen first asked Ghost to formulate a plan, he did regard it as some kind of natural refuge and a natural node to avoid the sharp edge of the Apocalypse Plan. The nature and thickness of its own ice layer are also natural. isolation layer.

From this point of view, it was an excellent location to build a shelter there, but that was it. They did not have time to improve their shelter, although Wang Zhengdao asked the geotechnical master of the Ark Organization to help dig out the shelter below. The space is large enough, but the use of container houses with lead layers as the main body of the shelter still opened Mikkelsen's eyes.

However, it’s better than nothing, right?

Sigitas Lange appeared on the stairs leading to the second floor of the bar and waved to Daoud. Daoud signaled to the bartender and walked straight up.

"What do you want to see me for? We're not really close to each other, are we?" Sigitas Lange took out the whiskey and poured himself a glass, then sat on a chair and looked at Daoud. asked.

They were not really familiar with each other, they had just cooperated in a certain world. Together they killed an inconspicuous little god and then divided his wealth.

"I heard some news about you and thought we might be able to make a deal. We had a great time cooperating last time. You know I never let my collaborators suffer." Daoud observed the other party's expression and said, compared to Compared to other Chaos Demons, Sigitas seems to be very sane, sane and not even like Chaos Demon type players.

At least, the other party's current state seems to be much more normal than when they cooperated before. Daoud is very curious about the transformation that has taken place in Sigitas, but he wants to focus on his own task first.

"Tell me about it. Maybe I will be interested. Maybe I will kill you directly and eat your brain." Sigitas Lange looked at this legendary assassin with interest. When he entered another world in the past, Those worlds have long been fragmented, and only these legendary adventurers who have been famous for a long time will remain in those worlds, intending to take advantage of the last chance to find the so-called ultimate treasure in the ruins.

"I know that you are not far from the goal of obtaining the ultimate death. You are only a few hundred points away." Daoud's words made Sigitas look at him with a terrifying look.

He stared at Daoud with a look of madness in his eyes: "What do you want to do? Who did you hear about this?"

Sigitas Lange has been waiting for this death for who knows how many years. This is his ultimate goal in life. For this reason, he endures the temptation of death that is so close at hand, and wants to collect enough points in exchange for the gift from Tangji himself. die.

He will never allow anyone to ruin his plans!

"Calm down, I just want to do you a favor. Is this concern from an old friend?" Daoud said cautiously: "I know you want an unprecedented grand death. There is Tangji, the terrifying Lord of Death. Death is given by my own hand, but I can make your death unique!”

"Unique?" Sigitas Lange's eyes softened a little, and he asked slowly: "Tell me in detail, otherwise your adventure in this world will be over, and I will let my friends stare you to death."

The threat from the Chaos Daemons is not alarmist, they always mean what they say.

For most Chaos Demons, because it is difficult to experience a complete different world, they are full of hatred and jealousy towards ordinary players. If possible, making it difficult for a player to continue the normal game will make these Chaos Demons very happy.

"I want to kill Tangji." Daoud's first words made Sigitas Lange stand up suddenly, and stepped forward to grab Daoud's neck.

But Daoud was probably the fastest man in the world, minus the time-sensitive factor, and Sigitas couldn't get close to him when he didn't want to be so offended.

However, even so, Sigitas also brought up a hurricane in the office, and the conflict between the two parties destroyed the second floor of the bar in the blink of an eye.

"You should listen to me patiently." Daoud frowned: "I thought you were a little better than before."

The next second, under Daoud's control, a bolt of lightning appeared out of thin air. He turned into lightning and struck somewhere behind Sigitas. Then, at twice the speed of sound, he pressed Sigitas' neck towards him. Push forward.

Sigitas' face was pushed directly into the soil, where he was used as a farm tool to plow more than 500 meters of land.

When Daoud let go, Sigitas Lange's neck had been pressed into a weird right angle, and his face was smoothed. It looked very scary, but the flesh and blood tissue was recovering at a speed visible to the naked eye.

Gluttony cells are hardly considered a type of supernatural ability now. They are almost everywhere. Many players can obtain some abilities similar to [cancer recovery] by simply infiltrating flesh and blood tissue containing gluttony cells into their own blood. .

Of course, there is a high chance that this will lead to death, but the players obviously don't care, after all, they are not afraid of death.

Daoud waited for almost ten minutes before Sigitas Lange fully recovered.

"Can you listen to me carefully now?" Daoud fired a bolt of lightning in a demonstrative manner, so that Sigitas Lange did not act rashly.

He glanced at the Death Worshipers who gathered in the distance and seemed to be waiting for a signal, and said again: "Find a quiet place to talk? At least listen to me finish what I have to say?"

Sigitas Lange did not speak, but turned around and took Daoud away. As a Chaos Demon, he also wanted to save face.

"Say, get out." Sigitas Lange knew that he was no match for Daoud now, so he could only swallow his anger. He did not want to cause trouble before he completed his final death.

"I can help you quickly redeem the remaining few hundred points. Then you have to take me to see Tang Ji. When he kills you, I will kill him at the same time, so that your death will be unique. "." Daoud knew how to persuade such a dim-witted Chaos Demon, that is, only tell them what they were interested in.

"Unique?" Sigitas repeated this sentence again, savoring the taste, and suddenly felt that what the other party said made sense.

They have killed a god before, although it was when the opponent was very weak. To be fair, Tang Ji is very powerful, but not as powerful as gods. Players describe him more like a god. .

"You and I both know how powerful Tangji is. I don't care if you are really capable of killing him, but since you are not afraid of death, I am willing to let you try." Sigitas realized almost immediately that he There is no risk to be taken in this matter.

"But you must ensure that I am already dead when you do it." Sigitas made his only request: "If you destroy my death, the problem between us will be big."

"We have cooperated very happily before, you shouldn't doubt me so much." Daoud stretched out his hand and shook it with Sigita: "You don't need me to say more about confidentiality, right?"

"As long as you don't hinder me." Sigitas emphasized at the end.

"In this case, let's set off now to help the aborigines solve some troubles and make up for your points." Daoud didn't want to have long nights and dreams. All signs are showing that the aborigines have a big counterattack plan. He finally Good to try before all this starts.

At this time, Mikkelsen was refreshing the task list he had set for those Death Cult believers. Don't they like to do tasks? Mikkelsen could also meet this requirement. He wanted those players to prepare for Christmas Eve. Promotion of activities.