The Original Seeker Chapter 442: The meaning of life

"According to that person's digestion speed, there are probably only ten years left. The plan of Wizard's Ark Continent has to be stepped up. No one can control my destiny, and he is absolutely impossible!"

Dorag looked at the direction of the dense forest and squeezed his fists. His fluctuating emotions even caused a faint tremor in the Witch King Tower.

The servants who were cleaning in the distance all bowed their heads, not daring to stare in the direction of Dorag, for fear of attracting his attention.

At his level, a thought or even a look in his eyes has the power to kill ordinary people. Every time that period passed, someone would be seriously injured or even killed by Dorag's unintentional actions.

However, this can't stop a large number of poor people from queuing. For the high salary and the stable life of their families, they would rather live like a tightrope walker every day, but also serve Dorag.

Because there is an extremely rare and stable environment around him in the Latin League, no matter whether it is the bandits running around or the lurking gangsters, there is absolutely no courage to get close to the major witch towers.

Compared with the slums where evil breeds, the city where Witch Tower is located is definitely a paradise. As long as they are servants of Dorag, relatives can be allowed to live in the city without any cost.

This is what makes many civilians who suffer from the dark social environment persevere.

"What price did he pay to get such power?" After calming down, he dipped his cigar, squinted his eyes, and thought about this again.

Not only Dorag, but many people are puzzled by this question: What is Baimo relying on to surpass everyone and gain the power that is too strong now.

Luck, opportunity, resources, and wisdom. Almost all of them who can stand out from countless people are confident and do not think that they will lose to others, so the first reaction is that he obtained this unreasonable by trickery. the power of.

"For more than a year, the power that envelopes that piece of land is getting stronger every day..."

At first, Dorag felt that he could also find a way to enter the seventh-order wizard before the opponent's power spread to the world, so that he could have the power to resist.

But slowly he discovered that the power revealed by the White Land is still growing at a high speed. Such an increase made Dorag feel that even if he could really progress smoothly after ten years, the gap was only It will get bigger and bigger.

Besides, the monsters lurking in the dark and claiming to be the Apostles of the Red World were also the objects he wanted to investigate. However, the more he dug, the deeper the water became, and all investigations could only be suspended.

For various reasons, Dorag finally made up his mind to cooperate with the Purple Witch King who was also Tier 6 and secretly started the plan of the Wizarding Ark Continent... leaving a way for him to inherit the wizarding system.

"The earth, I will guard the earth!"

The "Xuanwu" Flestam, who shouted the second lines, was full of weird aura. It waved countless tentacles on its body and frantically swept the "Indiana Jones" into the forest.

For Flestein, these hateful humans are all invaders destroying its homeland. If it weren’t for the system’s strict prohibition of killing, it would surely make poachers understand what the real horror of Tentacle Hell is. Place.

But even so, one adventurer after another was stripped of all the cloth on his body, and then thrown out of the forest naked.

Freistan calculates everyone's endurance limit, so that everyone suffers five hardships and seven injuries when they land, without risking their lives.

It is very clear that the system terminal in its own body may have an absolute impact on low-level life, but for a few of them, it is actually more of a symbolic meaning.

What really makes the four sacred beasts bow their heads is the white ink standing behind the system, or part of the incarnation system.

"A group of scum with only five combat power!" Frestan kept changing his tentacles between reality and imaginary, so that the forest could not be destroyed by him, but at the same time he could clean the "garbage" in its eyes.

From the perspective of Tier 6, sweeping away these little things that even Tier 5 has no combat power is completely freehand.

The imaginary body can also allow Flestan to wander fast in the forest. There is no need to fly into the air to protect the forest like Phoenix does.

"May the Lord bless... my dear will come back safely..."

The woman sitting in the jeep outside the secret area silently prays for the man who washes his hands with the golden plate after catching the last handful. She didn't have the courage and strength to explore the forest, so she could only pray for peace in her heart.

"Boom!" A man without a strand suddenly flew out of the forest and fell heavily to the ground.

"What's the matter?!" A group of onlookers came over and looked at the unconscious naked man pointing.

"Don't worry about so much, save him and talk about it."

"Yes, if you save it, just ask him directly, it's much more useful than guessing."

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No one is worried. After waking up this man at will, the other party will blackmail him in turn. Because almost everyone who can become an adventurer is cruel and cruel.

Porcelain? Just kill it with a single shot. What nonsense? The law is not worth a lot of money in this land, and human lives are cheap.

If they didn't want to know what happened in the forest, no one would even try to save a stranger, especially if they were a beard, not a beauty.

Of course, the lack of a long body of a comatose man is also a reason. Even the clothes are gone, no one can bear the heart of murder and treasure.

"Boom! Boom! Boom!" Just as everyone lifted him up and prepared for first aid, a few more human shells flew out.

Adventurers with excellent dynamic vision saw that these "cannonballs" were flying out of the forest without a trace, so they looked into the depths of the forest...

"Get out! Get out! Let me in!" A woman's exhausted voice came from the edge of the crowd. She was the Qiuzi who had just been praying in the jeep.

After hearing a series of loud noises~IndoMTL.com~Qiuzi subconsciously looked at the source of the noise, and had some bad feelings in her heart.

Premonition tells her that a very bad thing has happened.

Qiuzi forced herself not to think about it, but the scene in front of her couldn't help but make her feel unconscious. Several unconscious naked men flying out of the woods, one of them was the man she was worried about, Qinglong!

Speaking unskilled local language, Qiuzi squeezed into the core of the crowd several times with difficulty, then did not say a word, just wiped the tears from the corner of her eyes with her hand, and left with difficulty carrying her boyfriend's "corpse".

"If I die, will anyone grieve for me?"

No one stopped her, some adventurers even thought of it.

A group of people who dream of getting rich every day and wandering on the edge of life and death suddenly reflect on the meaning of life...

PS: TJ is definitely not TJ, but ORZ is too busy. Book friends who feel painful to chase books can raise them first...