The Original Seeker Chapter 441: Send home
At nearly half a hundred years old, he has never had such a strong obsession with pure survival.
Many things are cherished only when they are truly lost, such as family affection and life.
"Don't...don't... let me go..." Kemu kept meditating in his heart, and at the same time prayed to all the gods he could remember, even if he only believed in money and power on weekdays. Never lost a penny to the church.
Maybe the great **** actually responded to his wish. The behemoth with tentacles on its body did not eat Komu as a small bug, but stopped in place and fell into contemplation.
"Thank the Lord, thank all the gods..." Randomly drew a cross on his chest, and after a few nagging words, Kemu crept back, trying to stay away as much as possible while the other party was in a daze.
Faced with this behemoth, he was completely panicked. He didn't even consider whether such a move made sense. He was just following the instinct of the body and keeping himself away from the opponent.
"Shrimp?"
Just as Komu moved a few steps, a terrifying giant claw with a radius of more than ten meters slapped him, unexpectedly fast.
"How is it possible! How can such a body type have such speed!"
Under the threat of death, he squeezed out 120% of his power and put on three layers of the strongest witchcraft shield he could use, trying to resist the slap of the giant claw.
"I don't want to die, I won't die, I will definitely be able to block this claw!"
There is a great horror between life and death, and there is also a great opportunity.
At this moment, Komu suddenly felt that he had become calmer than ever before. His brain was running fast, and the unique witchcraft brain of the wizard system was also constantly calculating. One after another practice problems were suddenly solved, even just right. Deduced a new optimization witchcraft.
However, Komu cannot be counted as the ending, because he knows too little, and the serious lack of intelligence cannot be solved by epiphany.
The paw directly penetrated his body, like a claw of a flying fairy from the sky, like an attack launched in another world, there is no force acting on the bystander Kemu...
From the perspective of the third party, after the giant claws slapped, Komu's entire body was embedded in the claws, no different from the bugs enclosed in amber.
"Is this thing real or virtual?!!!" The moment he saw the paw contact with the witchcraft shield, he didn't feel any pressure.
But now Kemu discovered that he had directly integrated into the giant claws, and all the surrounding him were extremely strong substances, and he couldn't move at all!
"It's a pity that the one is more accomplished than I am in the conversion of reality to reality, otherwise why would I need to listen to him." The monster Pacasos, who calls himself a basalt, thought after he imprisoned Komu in his right paw. .
It has the horrible ability of transforming between virtual and real, not only physical attacks are almost ineffective, but it also allows the body to grow continuously without affecting any surrounding environment.
So even if it has a body larger than the size of a football field, it can walk silently and quickly in the forest without knocking down any tree.
On weekdays, Pacasos will maintain a virtual state, and only when launching an attack, will the corresponding part be realized for a short time.
This time, in order not to kill Komu, he was directly imprisoned in his body.
Otherwise, if this paw goes down, he won't die, at least he will be seriously injured.
According to the requirements of the mission it received, it does not allow killing during the drive... In order to achieve this goal, Pacasos is also very difficult. It must be careful and make the shots as light as possible.
To drive away the ants without being crushed to death is a test of control.
Half a day ago, Bai Mo casually dug it out of the state of blur, Pacasos is still vivid, so it gives absolute respect to the system that represents his will.
"If I didn't let you go, you rolled away. Don't I lose face?" Pacasos raised his right paw at forty-five degrees. The horn faces the sky, shooting Kemu out of the secret realm like a cannon on earth.
It is very clear that although the little shrimp in front of him is vulnerable to a blow, the power of Tier 4 is enough to keep him alive in this situation.
What the mission requires is that it cannot kill people, and it is no problem to fall into a high paraplegia.
"I..." Before Comu could say the second word, his voice was completely inaudible.
In order to launch him hundreds of kilometers away, the initial velocity of the human cannon even exceeded the speed of sound.
"The forest is my home, and protection depends on everyone. Whoever wants to log indiscriminately, send it home naked." Pacasos was in a good mood while reciting the crappy Gapyeong poem.
It doesn’t have any good feelings for this kind of guy who abuses secret resources. When he is killed by a shot, he will pass the other party’s clothes, shoes, hats, gold necklaces, rings, and backpacks with spiritual materials behind him. They were all intercepted, and came a real sense of purification.
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"I am the Suzaku of the Southern Ming Dynasty, all the waste is out of my sight!"
The four sacred beasts all received orders from the system, and each cleaned up the mission objectives in different ways.
Because they couldn't kill people, every adventurer who appeared in front of Phoenix burned his clothes humiliatingly, and then robbed all the gains.
Different from Xuanwu who is addicted to line role-playing, Phoenix prefers to constantly add names to himself, Phoenix, Suzaku, Golden Crow... Each of these can be its code name.
Its subordinates must always remember the increasing name of the leader before, so as to avoid being eaten up by the opponent.
Those who are deeply influenced by human culture but have not received a systematic education have more or less weird hobbies.
To some extent, these hobbies ~IndoMTL.com~ also reflect the views of mutant creatures on human society.
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The mighty sweeping action quickly attracted the attention of the real big figures in the Latin League. At the top of the Red Witch Tower, a thin boy looked towards the secret realm with emotion.
Although it seems that he will only give people the feeling that this guy must be a victim of campus violence, but in this body, there is actually hidden surging power like an active volcano.
He is the Red Witch King Dorag, the first body-refining wizard, and one of the only sixth-order wizards in the Latin League.
After noticing that the sirens placed on his important subordinates were silently destroyed, Dorag couldn't help but look in the direction where the sirens were destroyed.
The siren hidden in the wizard's robe is not only to protect their safety, but also to guard against individuals with alienation.
Although the Latin League is a country where the strong dominate everything, it is nothing new to kill the strong with the weak. Dorag doesn't want to be the first Tier VI to be assassinated in the world.