An evolutionary game starting from Suolongjing

"Giggle!"

"Boom boom boom!"

The former is the sound of the flesh and blood connected to the spine being torn apart by external force, and the tendons and bones being broken by huge force; while the latter is the sound made by the huge creature Bishi struggling violently under the river.

There is a question that Zhang Ke has never understood.

This is not the first time he has made a trophy like the God Scorpion.

But compared to the necessary needs of the human race and spinal life for the Middle Bone Dragon, it does not have much effect on the gods.

For example, the same experience, on the body of spinal life, let alone uprooting, even a simple touch and move will cause them permanent paralysis.

But on these gods, let alone paralysis, even pulling out the entire God Scorpion will not have too serious an impact on them.

Although it is impossible to launch a violent attack like when it is intact, simple actions will not be affected too much.

Especially the one under Zhang Ke's feet:

At the moment when the entire spine was gradually pulled out of flesh and blood by Zhang Ke, and when the most important arms were missing, and only the complete legs were left to swing like a swimming fish, it could still turn this river that could be called the ocean in other worlds upside down.

This vitality alone is worthy of praise!

Of course, this is just a little bit of Zhang Ke's divergent thinking when he was concentrating on obtaining this divine scorpion.

When a clear "pop!" sound like opening a bottle sounded under him, the moment he lost his resistance made Zhang Ke's body shake unexpectedly for a moment.

When he stabilized his body in the next moment, the divergent thoughts in his mind also disappeared.

Although Bi Shi is an ancient god who holds the power of death, and the incomplete appearance and the black water that flows like the Styx with a fishy and unpleasant smell make people feel repulsive from the perspective of perception.

But what surprised Zhang Ke was that this part of his scorpion was particularly clean!

There are no meat strands, no tendons, and no sticky things that are unsightly!

The whole body is as black as black jade, and the edges and corners of the bones are round and smooth. The radiant light from the inside out is like a treasure handed down from generation to generation, exuding a bewitching beauty.

"That's it?"

Zhang Ke grabbed the scorpion and shook it, then casually stuck it into the river beach beside him, and then rinsed his hands in the turbid river with disgust.

These relics of gods are so annoying.

After being separated from the main body, they will have superficial and mechanical wisdom like living things, and instinctively seek opportunities to emit light and heat.

Of course, this so-called luminescence and heat are not used as basic materials by people, but an attempt to merge with living things and live another life.

That is the so-called possession!

Of course, perhaps the gods themselves would not bother to instigate the existence of a mortal or a lowly life, but the instinct of the gods' relics would prompt all this to happen, and more importantly, low-level life could not resist the years of sedimentation from the gods' relics.

When the memory of tens of millions of years is accumulated on a short-lived insect jackal that has only lived for a few decades, and it does not die suddenly, success or failure is clear at a glance.

Of course, if there is an adventure or confidence, that is another result.

Zhang Ke is naturally the weaker party in the analogy of Jubi Corpse, but what he carries on his body is not something that can be tempted by this incomplete concept of death.

As for collection, Emperor You is no longer the same as before.

He is no longer the country bumpkin who would greedily collect gold and silver into his seal for storage, just a piece of divine bone.

"Bang!"

When the incomplete, serrated tip of the knife pierced into Jubi Corpse's body like cutting a dead pig on a chopping board, the bright silver broken knife seemed to have a roaring tiger shadow flashing in between.

Hearing the tiger roar, Jubishi, who had already passed his last breath and was about to face death, struggled frantically again. The violent force was even more powerful than when Zhang Ke disassembled the divine scorpion before. He was almost caught by the thing and escaped from his grip.

But immediately afterwards, six arms were used together, as if cast in alloy, and the huge arms like mountains firmly fixed it in place.

With the dark red blood lines on the broken knife flowing along the tiger's mouth that sank into the handle, Jubishi's fierce struggle also faded at a speed visible to the naked eye.

At the same time, Shebishi, who had been acting as a bystander from beginning to end, drove his rotten domain and looked at the scene of men on top of men in the river. His throat slid with difficulty.

He certainly did not misunderstand.

But he would not be wrong.

The ancient fierce soldier who had once harmed countless ancient gods in the wilderness and made all the gods tremble with fear was born again!

Even though many beings knew before this that what fell into Zhang Ke's hands was not only Xingtian's Ganqi suit, but also Chiyou's famous weapon - Tiger Soul!

But rumors are always not as shocking as witnessing it with one's own eyes.

Seeing the old friend who had accompanied him for countless years being stabbed by a broken knife, and witnessing the other party's flesh, mana, true spirit, and even everything being chewed up by the greedy evil tiger, even Shebi Shi, who was used to the vicissitudes of life, couldn't help but feel a chill!

He couldn't imagine how much pain Jubi Shi had to endure in such a scene of bone-crushing and marrow-sucking.

But the only thing he knew was that when Tiger Soul was pulled out of the pile of abandoned ash with a burp, there was no trace of Shebi Shi within the range of Zhang Ke's divine consciousness.

"Run away now?"

Instantly, he appeared near the initial battlefield, and used Tiger Soul to cut off the shadowy figure with a single blow. Looking at the ancient god's body that seemed to be shattered like a bubble, and the authority that quickly dissipated, Zhang Ke raised his eyebrows unexpectedly.

He came together to cause trouble, but he didn't even get hurt, so he just abandoned his companion's ashes. Is this really moral?

Yes, Zhang Ke did not deny that the existence of Shebi Shi did give him a lot of help. The blood progress that was temporarily raised to 17.3 during the entire battle was the main reason why he could suppress Jubi Shi so easily, and even kill him with a knife after abandoning his weapon.

This is enough to prove that Shebi Shi did not have much evil thoughts about him.

At least not the kind that shouted for fighting and killing!

But as the best assist, he didn't wait for the battle to end before he personally offered a thank you, which was a bit unkind.

Of course, he was definitely not sad about the thousand years of life (counted in later generations) that were sucked away by Shebishi during this period, but simply expressed his sincere gratitude.

[Instance report: You killed Jubishi - the god of death and destination (concept endowment/immediate body)

Based on the weight of Jubishi in the current instance (1/3 death; 1/2 destination), your reputation has been improved accordingly, and your prestige in Beishanjing has been greatly improved. The human race in the current area has learned your legend, and your progress in Beishanjing human race respect has increased by 30.7%, and the current overall progress of the human race is 10.9%

Based on Jubishi's death and the tragic way of slaughter, your impression among the gods has declined significantly. You have been marked by the gods of the Wild (Reprint) Day and Night War, and the relevant hatred level has increased, the index range has increased, and the instance difficulty has increased moderately.

Based on the character's legend, you have gained a little legendary degree

You have obtained the title Pioneer - Spark (Gold/Legendary Quality/Growable)

Pioneer - Spark

Type: Legendary Title/Permanent/Unique

Quality: Gold

Related Description: From the first sprout of life between heaven and earth, to the battle of gods in the wilderness, to the first upright walking of human beings, you have experienced a lot. Years change, the night is long, and the young human race is always active at the bottom of the food chain with its vigorous reproductive power.

The first son of the tribe bravely took the first step into the wilderness, and the amazing feat of killing gods ignited the first bonfire in this long night.

Now start your great legend!

If you are not born, human nature will be as dark as the night forever!

Effect: When you face a creature of divinity/authority, you will get an additional +1 mental shock (brutal/violent). When you are fighting a god, depending on the number of enemies and the suppression effect of the authority-like aura, you can get a 10%~50% reduction in negative effects and an additional +1% temporary gain in all attributes.

The related gain effect fluctuates based on the number of gods absorbed by the title, but it cannot exceed 100% of the basic attributes (without gain) of the entity in the end

You automatically gain the respect and favor of the human race, and get the greatest help without damaging the potential of the human race group. You have the right to command the human race, and your words always make people feel like spring breeze, and are more likely to be believed by people.

The above effects are discounted by 70% for humanoid life and humanoid life, but the initial favorability is fixed to friendly.

Additional effect of Spark: Your image is more likely to be known by those highly inspired human individuals who are in distress and despair!

ps: Due to the special nature of the current dungeon, players cannot obtain loot. Appropriate channels have been matched to distribute rewards to players, and the game will take back the corpse of the dead god to avoid affecting the normal progress of the dungeon.]

The prompt information from the game came unexpectedly late.

When the corpse of Shebi left, Zhang Ke's excited blood gradually fell, and the life that was forced to grow returned to the body, dense information appeared on his retina.

At the same time, Zhang Ke's body suddenly burst into thousands of golden lights.

The Human King suit that he had forgotten and disliked to use appeared out of thin air and was put on Zhang Ke's body. The air suddenly spread out a strong darkness and crazy malice. The earth that was already crushed by the two giant gods became riddled with holes in an instant under this deep darkness.

It was like a locust passing through, and the surface of all things was left with dense teeth marks.

But these greedy and terrifying breaths did not hurt Zhang Ke.

After a moment of expansion, all the evil thoughts were condensed and turned into pairs of arms.

Some of them were incomplete, some were stained with mottled blood, some were skinny, and some were as white and tender as jade. They gently fell on the armor and used their nails, flesh, and bones to rub the parts of the armor that had not been filled.

He could clearly feel that the strength of these palms was gradually increasing, but it was not enough to hurt Zhang Ke through the armor.

It was like a moth flying into a flame, rubbing until the first crisp sound of breaking rang in his ears, followed by dense breaking sounds.

Those palms and arms were carving on the metal armor with broken, bloody limbs.

The armor that was difficult to leave marks on the surface under the greatness was now scratched by these tiny and weak hands, leaving shallow marks. The messy scratches and the blood-filled intaglios showed a simple and bright smile.

With the concerted efforts of these "craftsmen", this semi-finished armor that Zhang Ke had forgotten for a long time was being completed at a rapid speed.

The armor that once provided little defense against greatness is rapidly becoming thicker, stronger, and more unbreakable under the filling of countless vague smiles.

In fact, to the outside world, the sudden darkness came and went quickly.

In just the time it takes for an ordinary person to finish a cup of warm water, the darkness that almost enveloped Zhang Ke's entire body has faded by more than half, leaving only a few relatively intact limbs that are still grinding their own limbs in order to leave clearer marks on the armor.

Zhang Ke, who has always had little patience, waited for these "craftsmen" to fill in this time with extra calmness. He watched in silence as the last arm carved a vague figure of a woman with a charming smile on his chest.

Compared with other "craftsmen" who only left their faces, it is very greedy.

Greedily trying to permanently engrave a woman on Zhang Ke's body, trying to make its existence eternal, but unfortunately, it has only one forearm. Even if it has been delayed as much as possible and the depth has been reduced as much as possible, the broken body cannot support its broad ambitions.

Finally, when the last evil thoughts entangled in the flesh and blood disappeared, the remaining bones also quickly turned into dust and were blown away by the cold wind in the sky.

At this moment, whether it was Zhang Ke or the many eyes that had been focused on him inside and outside the copy, everyone fell into a dead silence.

Anyone could see that this was a reward from the destiny of the human race, which was different from the human kings of previous generations and was a segmented reward after communication with the game.

And this reward was not much.

It was just barely welcoming this human king armor from the threshold of greatness. Until everything was over, it was still a semi-finished product, and there was still a long way to go before similar works.

But, if possible, they would rather this thing not be so realistic.

The sentimentality of the human race is due to nature. The vigorous seven emotions and six desires and exaggerated reproductive ability made them destined to become the most important component of the world the moment they appeared.

The world needs their ability to cultivate true spirits, the gods need their faith, and all things rely on them to piece together an ecological link.

But rich emotions are also a double-edged sword. Rage, irritability, greed, and endless desires make the human race constantly hurt themselves. The expansion of ideas makes war eternal from the moment the human race appears.

The unwilling resistance gradually expanded from the same race to the scope of all things. They, who were once at the bottom of the food chain, began to aim at their own heads.

The situation in the outside world may be better. After all, barbarism, selfishness and other qualities have long been injected into the human body by the gods when they were insignificant.

But the wilderness is different from the Nine Provinces.

Generation after generation of inheritance, one hero after another, there was no shortage of brave provocations long before Suiren, and the appearance of the Three Sovereigns and Five Emperors was more like a dying struggle of the human race that had accumulated countless years of heritage.

Among the thousands of possibilities, the human race in the wilderness won!

So there is the song of man conquering nature, and there is also the declaration of kings, princes, generals and ministers.

But the prosperity of the living is not shared with the dead. Even if the subsequent human race has developed incense, ancestral gods and the process of sacrifice, only a few people can get such opportunities.

The power of faith and emotion can only play a role when gathered together. Sporadic incense can only barely maintain the immortality of the soul.

What's more, with the passing of generations, there are always people who are forgotten, and there are even more ordinary people who have never been remembered.

In this way, when these malices immersed in despair and resentment find a channel of comfort, when this destined chosen person is still a bear child with strong empathy. Even if the figure at the moment is still bowing his head in silence.

But in the expectation of many eyes, a more violent and cruel cloud has gradually enveloped this world.