Strange World: This Doctor Is Scary

Countless tentacles surged out ferociously, and their eyes seemed to be filled with endless anger and madness.

He used the immortal curse of the little family to block the devastating blow!

Click——

The crack on his curse pupil expanded rapidly again, almost collapsing.

And it was in that mad dance of curses that he raised his head distortedly, and in the ever-changing madness and sobriety, he struggled to contain the curse of frenzied laughter, recovered the last trace of sobriety, and looked at the The huge dragon head said ferociously:

"Let's... see... can I die in your hands today?!"

Like a frenzied mockery!

A mockery of those who claim to be gods!

"You must die!!"

The God of Myriad Opportunities furiously resisted the influence of the curse. He kept rushing forward, spitting out the annihilated death light in his mouth, constantly wanting to fall under the curse.

But every time he moved forward, the sound of the huge chain resounded throughout.

Just like what he said!

No god can escape the oppression of the curse!

Even he can't!

Because this is the burial ground of God! Among the countless perishing generations, those abandoned gods were suppressed and exiled as historical monuments!

He is not reconciled!

He is not reconciled! !

Clang——

Accompanied by the tightening of the huge chains that resounded throughout the black mist, countless black chains densely bound his dragon head from the space behind him, violently curbing his descending steps.

He raised his head and let out a sharp dragon roar that tore through the sky.

【Ding! The God of Myriad Opportunities has been affected by the "curse of madness"! 】

【Ding! The God of Myriad Opportunities has been affected by the "Curse of Laughter"! 】

【Ding……】

Accompanied by the system prompt, the curse of those six books finally and completely acted on him at this moment.

His consciousness began to go crazy, he let out a rumbling laugh that was as icy blue as Lynn, he began to become drowsy, he began to be unwilling to act with dragon claws, he suddenly had the desire to vent his desire impulse……

He slowly became... no fighting spirit.

boom--

Accompanied by a loud noise.

"Hahahahaha!!"

He was tightly bound by the chains, and he couldn't stop laughing like crazy. The huge dragon's head drooped sluggishly on the barrier of space, and his eyes kept drooping. The frenzy in the eyes was unspeakable, but it made people feel weird. Less than any fighting spirit.

Under the interference of that last terrible curse.

Even the matter of killing Lynn seems to have become less interesting to him, less interesting.

And with the disappearance of fighting spirit, followed by the urge to fall asleep.

The gigantic Long Xiao also slowly quieted down.

He began to become groggy, dull, and lacking in fighting spirit.

"You—crazy—"

He smiled sadly without any fighting spirit, and even the ability to resist curses and launch attacks had no fighting spirit to carry on.

And just in the next moment.

Boom——

The curse of the little family on Lynn's body was also under the effect of the overload of the curse pupil, and it only persisted for a few tens of seconds before it was automatically lifted.

In a period of time, he released the root curse three times in a row, which made his curse pupil almost on the verge of collapse.

He changed back to his original form and fell heavily to the ground.

He was lying on the ground, and his state became the same as the God of Myriad Chances, sometimes laughing wildly, sometimes frantically, sometimes drowsy, and sometimes depressed.

curse.

It also spread completely on his body!

He half-opened his blood-red sleepy eyes with wild laughter, and his brief rationality kept telling him that now is the best time to escape, and now is the last chance to survive.

But the curse made her lose any fighting spirit.

He didn't even bother to move.

He forced the situation to a draw with a desperate curse.

...

...

The wind howled.

During that short and intense confrontation, the mechanical dragon head and Lynn, one in the sky and the other on the ground, looked at each other listlessly, laughed frantically at each other, and remained motionless sleepily.

One has no fighting spirit to kill him.

One had no will to fight and ran away.

Both absurd and weird.

But this moment.

Still no one dares to take a step here!

No one dares to take a look here!

Because those books are not closed, they are still continuously loving and releasing curses in all directions. As long as people dare to look here, they will be affected by these six books immediately.

And because there is no closure, the duration of the curse is constantly refreshing the duration on Lynn and the God of Myriad Opportunities.

It can be said.

If there is no interference from foreign objects, this almost constitutes a dead end.

"Do you think that by using the curse, I really...can't kill you..."

A low, sluggish sound came from the body of the huge mechanical dragon head that had no fighting spirit, and he was trying to force himself to make a sound.

Lynn lay on the ground hollowly, and said hollowly, "You're too lazy to kill me..."

The God of Myriad Opportunities drooped his dragon's head hoarsely with sleepy eyes, and said, "I'm too lazy to kill you... but you're also... too lazy to run for your life... aren't you..."

Lynn triggered the curse of laughter with sleepy eyes, and said, "Hey hey...yes...yes...too lazy to run away..."

The God of Myriad Opportunities struggled to support himself, resisting the violent depression and frenzy, and sneered with difficulty:

"But don't forget (yawn)... I... and my subordinates..."

Lynn was sleepy with her eyes half closed, and said in a voice like a mosquito: "Oh... yes..."

Then, under Lynn's hopeless gaze, the black inverted pyramid that was almost half-hanging in mid-air, accompanied by the loud sound of machinery, revealed row after row of black holes.

Rumble——

Rumble——

One after another, pitch-black missiles lifted off from the huge inverted pyramid, shaking the entire cursed city.

"Aren't you going to... leave some last words?"

The God of Myriad Opportunities gritted his teeth, struggling to appreciate his expression.

Those pitch-black missiles were reflected in Lynn's eyes, piercing the black mist like fireworks rising in the morning sun.

"Hahahahahaha!"

Lynn, who had no fighting spirit, didn't know if the curse of laughter had been triggered. He looked at the missiles dispiritedly, and let out low laughter from his throat.

These are his last words.

But he still didn't bother to move, and still didn't have any fighting spirit.

"You're going to die..." The huge mechanical dragon's head lying on the sky stared at him listlessly, its eyes were sometimes confused and sometimes sober.

"But you will feel honored... because you are the first... low-level creature that I want to kill but can't..."

"You've reached the limit of what a bug can do..."

There was a little pity and hoarseness in his voice.

Under the effects of the six curses, their consciousness was constantly wandering crazily among the curses with completely different effects.

Lynn lay on her side sluggishly, and said with sleepy eyes, "Oh... yes..."

Without fighting spirit, he turned himself over, stared drowsily at the black mist of the skyline, and at the missiles that burst towards his position one after another, as if he was watching a scene. Upcoming fireworks show.

In this case, he would have thought of giving a middle finger to show respect.

But he didn't even bother to raise his middle finger.

Even he felt that this seemed pretty good, and it seemed to be a kind of consolation to die in the gorgeous fireworks show.

He yawned.

Then he let himself lie on the ground with no fighting spirit, with his arms outstretched, like a hug to the sky, showing a smile.

like.

Embrace the sky full of warheads and death.

He has already used up all his hole cards and reached the limit of what a human being can do, and for some reason, he suddenly wanted to sing a song to praise this splendid scene at this moment.

Ah, life in full bloom...

you're like...

A poem.

He closed his eyes contentedly.

Boom boom boom boom boom——

In an instant, carpet bombing resounded throughout the cursed city, and huge flames and dust, like the arrival of the end, spread towards the entire sky.

That was the fall of countless missiles, a carpet-like baptism of the entire region!

That represents the ultimate romantic destruction!

But it is at this moment.

When the huge waves of the explosion swept over, and in the flames dancing in the wind, there seemed to be a thread that slightly affected the fate of the two people.

It was like seeing the black umbrella fluttering in the flames and explosions.

I saw the figure floating like a black rose under the black umbrella.

It was also at the moment when the huge wave of the explosion was about to sweep over.

The girl like a black flower bud landed beside him, stretched out her slender arms towards him without hesitation, and embraced him in her arms. Her eyes were closed, showing no concern.

She just used her back to meet the overwhelming coming...

die.

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