The Bald Monk in the City

"I will act in accordance with the battlefield rules given by the comprehensive network. As to whether I can complete the rescue or fail, it is only an incidental product."

Yi Qiu touched his bald head and said, he was sitting on the icy ground, without any visible fluctuations in his golden eyes.

As he said, he would never take the initiative to shoulder the noble mission of saving a plane.

Of course, after complying with the rules of the comprehensive network battlefield and his own interests, he will be more inclined to this result.

After all, for him, although this plane has given him some unpleasant memories, there are also pictures worth fighting for.

"This is very monk, very classical..."

Wind Whisperer Chika scratched his head helplessly. He felt that it was very difficult to enliven the atmosphere among the two cold temperament players.

"When you want to save the world, you will find that everyone will want to pull your hind legs..."

The weapon master named Kunte said in a somewhat mocking tone, as if he had remembered some unpleasant memories.

"If you can deeply understand the rules of this challenge, you will find that we can only accomplish half of all that affects it."

"The other half of completing the ancient contract is in the hands of the aboriginal people of the plane..."

Kunte looked at Wind Whisperer-Chika:

"If they can save themselves, they won't need us; if they can overcome the chaos in their hearts, there will be no source energy."

"Everything on this plane has long been fixed on the path leading to the abyss..."

"Then why are you standing here, waiting for the ultimate failure?"

Wind Whisperer Chika raised his eyebrows, but he was not angry at Kunte's statement.

Instead, he looked at him curiously. After all, it is not a common thing to see a stiff-faced guy saying so many words with strong personal emotions...

"Because when I stand here, it's to break something, not to obey!"

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"Be wary of remote strikes!!"

Flesh Fighter Darus Kobo roared angrily, his voice looked a little hoarse because of the continuous, intense high-intensity fighting.

But this does not affect anything, he can still hammer the dregs in the void into powder!

And with his roar, countless rain-like dark spells continued to fall from the sky.

They carry vicious and corrosive energy, not only filthy armor, but also can subtly corrupt people's hearts.

Numerous soldiers raised the source energy shields in their hands, but in the end, many people were tired and slow to react, causing those evil spells to fall on them.

When a spell is born, it means that it is detached from material skills.

Just like the moment when the gunpowder of Yi Qiu's material world appeared, it showed that those cold blades would gradually retreat from the stage of history.

Fighting spells has never been so easy, so for monks or arcane pioneers and other professions, they also need arduous practice or training that is free from material desires to achieve the ability to resist or reflect magic.

For the mortal, fighting spells is not much easier than avoiding bullets.

Fortunately, the abundant source capacity, setting aside all restrictions, gave them the backing to fight back.

But watching the number of soldiers who have become more scarce and their gradual heavy breathing, as one of the core combatants, Darus Kobo, the flesh-and-blood fighter, felt a little bad.

Even if he believed in his fists so much, even if he never thought that he would be defeated by these void creatures, he still felt a warning from his heart:

Because he noticed that the power of the source energy seems to be declining...

No, we cannot fail!

Flesh Fighter Darus Copperton had his eyes red, and he looked at the Cthulhu statue in front of him that became clearer and clearer-that was the key to the final challenge of the ancient contract, and they were even better than the Zhanwang who used the source energy weapons. Players have to approach the final victory faster...

Why is this happening?

The Flesh Fighter Darus Kobo felt the source energy that became increasingly dull in his body, and his eye sockets showed a hideous red.

It's the last moment, why! !

A hallucination appeared before his eyes:

His vision switched from the narrow domain of mortals to the magnificent perspective of planes. He saw mountains and lakes, and he saw oceans and rivers...

He also saw the densely packed source energy factories built by people.

They extract the most essential power of this plane bit by bit, but they haven't completely transformed them into weapons against the enemy, but instead serve as pillars for the creation of various entertainment items that are beyond ordinary excitement.

People are comforted from this extraordinary stimulus. They no longer fear the disaster of the void, and they no longer struggle with the predicament in front of them...

They happily, singing loudly, seemingly full of sunshine, and leading the world to decline...

What about us? We warriors who fight for our homeland and the planet!

An unprecedented anger emerged in the heart of Flesh Fighter Darus Kobo, and he roared and roared with all his strength!

Finally, he saw:

In some areas that are extremely small for the entire plane, inexplicable brilliance always flashes from time to time.

The eye sockets of Flesh Fighter Darus Kobo are inexplicably moist. It is the radiance of source energy, and it is also the brilliance of withering accompanied by countless lives...

They are like bright stars in the realm of the plane, dotted with the darkness of the pitch-black night sky.

But starlight is starlight after all, it does not have the eternal light of stars that are close to the eternal.

No matter how brilliant the stars are, there will be a bleak day...

This plane that has carried the number of G stars for thousands of years has finally come to an end, and the people who burned their blood and agitation have also begun to become weak after a hundred years of consumption...

"I know you are tired, give me... the last bit of strength!!"

The Flesh Fighter Darus Kobo was trembling all over, he was unwilling to accept the dark and emptiness of the future, and unwilling to face the reality that the entire civilization was about to die.

His heart is full of unwillingness, resentment and longing. After a hundred years of bloodshed and sacrifice, is it just such a bleak reality? !

"I do not!!!"

Endless bloodshot eyes filled the eye sockets of the Flesh Fighter Darus Kobo, and he roared at the sky.

In the next moment, his body ignited like a real flame!

The flames that will protect his member source energy armor are instantly burnt to ashes, his skin, his flesh and blood, and his bone marrow are all burning in the hot flame!

Endless pain swallowed the heart of the Flesh Fighter Darus Kobo, and the cold death was approaching.

He heard countless dead spirits calling, roaring, roaring!

They are transformed into the nourishment of invisible flames, just like army ants who survive the rapids for the ant colony, using the debris to burn the last remaining for the continuation of the population!

"Even if everything can't be changed, Lao Tzu will have to hit his head and break his blood!!"

In the next moment, the Flesh Fighter Darus Kobo turned into a terrifying streamer!

The most powerful void creatures shattered under the terrifying flame composed of endless heroic souls. At this moment, no existence can stop the footsteps of the Flesh Fighter Darus Kobo!

At a moment, all the aborigines on G star appeared in such a trance:

They saw the burning of the Flesh Fighter Darus Kobo, and saw his desperate bump!

Then in the next instant, the Flesh Fighter Darus Kobo slammed into the evil **** statue! !

"boom!!!"

Like a cannonball filled with a load, the Flesh Fighter Darus Kobo collided with the Cthulhu statue like never before! !

Exciting emotions are surging in their hearts, they are praying, screaming, crying...

Then the next moment, after the streamer transformed by Flesh Fighter Darus Kobo was completely dimmed, the Cthulhu statue, which was already broken but still standing firmly during the period, appeared in front of everyone...

Suddenly, as if swallowed by endless void and chaos, everyone who witnessed this moment instantly became cold, they moved their lips, they wanted to say something but couldn't say anything...

Even they didn’t even have the strength to blame the victim. They just stood there in a daze, as if waiting for something...

And in another void:

"This is what you want to save? Look at these cowardly, dirty things~www.wuxiaspot.com~ They only push the fate of the world on a fool, but don't know what it means? "

The unknown existence of chaos ridiculed wildly in York's heart.

"Their death is not worth mentioning, but as long as I get the plane core, then the continuation of civilization will be enough..."

York said coldly.

"Ha, I like your thinking: Guess you are more like a void creature or a person now? The continuation of civilization? I like your statement!"

The existence of unknown chaos opened its huge mouth in York's conscious world, and it felt that things had become more interesting now.

And at this time, the comprehensive network players finally gathered the minimum number of people to challenge, and began the challenge on the other side of the balance...