Chapter 1712

Huang Laoxie didn't know what he was in. Just like a second personality had been bred in his body, Huang Laoxie suddenly appeared and took control of his body.

His perception seemed to rise suddenly, looking down on himself and the whole battlefield from a third perspective.

Huang Laoxie's ears were filled with countless voices. Some of them were trembling whispers, some were generous and heroic death cry. All of them prayed to Kampas, the God of war, praying that they could defeat the enemy or get a heroic solution.

Just a thought, he can follow those voices to find prayer people. These people are struggling to survive in the area covered by blood fog. There are aborigines and players. With these people's prayer and hard work, a trace of strength is full of Huang Laoxie's soul, which makes him feel stronger and stronger.

With a trance, Huang Laoxie's thinking continued to spread around, as vast as the sky and the earth. More and more noisy voices reverberated in his mind, making him almost unable to think and could only read those sounds passively.

"Many years ago, before the whole world was rebooted, I was as confused as you in the face of enemies like chaos, and I didn't know how to win, just like those who pray."

A voice suddenly appeared, dispelling the voice in Huang Laoxie's mind and rescued him from the edge of mental breakdown.

"No, it's not just me. The whole human civilization is confused. It seems that no matter what we do, it doesn't help." The voice went on: "some people chose to give up, some people chose to fall, but we didn't, we insisted on fighting until death."

In Huang Laoxie's mind, blurred images emerge. In the doomsday battlefield, stubborn figures like ink and water paintings bloom with their own light, and then dissipate in the background.

"When we first learned about chaos's arrangement for the world, we resisted the most thoroughly. We paid an unimaginable price with unimaginable determination." That voice seems to be still lamenting the decision at that time: "but everything is still irreversible, so we decided to leave something for you later."

Huang Laoxie, with unprecedented tranquility, listened to the voice telling the ancient past. He already knew that this was a "self talking" dialogue.

"But what should we leave you? We are you, we have what you all have. What we do not want to leave you is our experience, because it is all experience of failure. If we have even a chance, you will not be born. " The voice said with some regret: "what we can give can't threaten chaos. Finally, we decided to fight to the end and never be discouraged. Because in all possibilities, the last thing we want is us in the future. Now you choose to surrender in front of chaos."

There was a little proud smile on Huang Laoxie's face, because they did.

"Chaos may kill us and corrupt our individuals, but as a civilization, we will never yield. We would rather be extinct, ravaged and destroyed than become the next family member of chaos." The voice echoed in Huang Shiren's mind like a Hong Zhong: "I am here to prove to you that in the past countless reincarnations, we have not yielded, we have been fighting to the end, fighting to death!"

"This time, no exception!" Huang Shiren suddenly opened his eyes, he was still deep in the blood mist, and in front of him was the laughing Manolos.

However, he did not know when a long spear, which was red and bright even in the blood mist, appeared in his hand. Without any more prompt, Huang Shiren thrust forward and stabbed, and his action was simple and unadorned. However, the long gun was like a cloud that stirred the whole blood mist, and a whirlwind was condensed on the gun tip.

The spear stabbed straight into the back of Manolos. From the chest X-ray, the whirlpool of blood mist instantly opened a huge hole in his chest that was enough for Huang Shiren to drill through.

The long gun's power did not diminish. Behind Manolos, the spear pierced through the magino line in a fan-shaped way, and then spread to the distance to disperse a large amount of blood fog.

However, Manolos did not fall down. Instead, he turned his head and faced Huang Shiren, laughing and coughing blood from the gap in his helmet: "you know, I've been waiting for this moment, waiting for our ridiculous Trinity to reunite."

"Well! Cough Manolos took off his helmet and threw it to one side. Under the helmet, it had a face quite similar to Huang Shiren, but far more violent than him: "what did that ridiculous God of war say to you? Cough, cough, forget it, it doesn't matter. It's all nonsense. The point is that the blood god is tired of this game. I'm here today to make a break between us. "

"Do you know why the so-called God of war has been active in the old world?" One by one, Manolos took off his heavy armor. In the process, he allowed the huge cavity in his chest to scatter pieces of viscera. His vitality was terrible.

Huang Shiren's spear in his hand has completely disappeared, as if it had never appeared before. He could feel that his physical strength was passing abnormally. Obviously, that shocking blow was not without cost."Because he doesn't dare to move in the area where you often visit, the uniqueness of time and space will delete the stowaway from you." Manolos laughed and said, "only the existence of my Lord can fool this ridiculous world!"

"You can really kill me." Manolos stared at Huang Shiren's eyes and asked, "but, what's the price?"

At that moment, Huang Shiren's consciousness was pulled away again. The voice whispered in his mind: "I used to think that I could bear everything and stick to it to the end, but I was wrong. I was tired and my heart was dark. I'm sorry, but I can only give you my responsibility."

"My mother, I've been used to pretending for so many years. I'm sorry for you and me!" The voice suddenly used Huang Shiren's familiar tone and said: "it's time for Laozi to clock in and retire. Now it's your young people to take over. When God is very tired, you should work hard and do well!"

Before Huang Shiren had time to scold him back, the voice disappeared. Instead, the yellow old evil man in front of Manolos laughed: "the price is that I get mad and even kill myself. You go to the street!"

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