I Can Magically Change the Black Technology

Mu Wenshan raised his head and looked at the distant mirror again.

His figure reflected in the mirror is becoming more and more blurred.

And Mu Wenshan's footsteps became heavier and heavier.

From five meters to two meters, these three meters, Mu Wenshan walked for a full five minutes.

And at the moment when there were still two meters away from the door, Mu Wenshan couldn't move anymore.

He felt as if his body was being petrified, transforming like a huge, stiff stone. At this moment, most of his body had almost lost consciousness, only his brain and consciousness were still turning, and he could feel the power in his body. Every cell was falling silent, and the countless mitochondria that drove his body to explode with astonishing power were also quieting down. This body was heading towards death, changing from a living posture to a corpse little by little.

It was as if someone sang a lullaby in his body, and his body responded accordingly, and he would fall into eternal sleep.

The him in the mirror has almost completely faded, as if in reality he is dead at all, and even his soul has drifted away—and it is impossible for a mirror to reflect a person who does not exist.

Going forward, even one step, is likely to be death.

Mu Wenshan finally stopped in his tracks, lowered his head with difficulty, looked at his fingers that took more than ten seconds to tremble slightly, and said in disbelief: What kind of power is this... what kind of power... ...it can be done to the point that...

There is no need for any substantial attack, no need for a face-to-face collision, just like this...just kill me here?

What kind of power is this that can kill me in such a way?

What is this world? A different dimension? Is it an illusion? In this world, how can there be an illusion that can do this...

Are you that god?

Are you the god of those monsters?

Or, you are the door, you, want to kill me?

Who is it?

Are you also killing Mr. Su like this?

Aren't you even willing to show up and say a word to me, telling me that you want to kill me?

Mu Wenshan roared towards this empty world, which meant that he also had that moment of horror and even fear in his heart.

——No one will face such a death without fear, and they don't even know what's going on, just like this, absurd and strange death in the progress.

Mu Wenshan is not afraid of death in battle, but he is afraid of such an unknown way of death. He doesn't even know who killed him, what force killed him, and most importantly, he couldn't do anything.

Mu Wenshan is over seventy years old this year.

He knows better than anyone that he can no longer keep up with this era. He doesn't understand anything, his thinking is rigid, and without that enviable talent, he is not even qualified to stand on the battlefield. He can't even use a tablet computer. not good.

What he has never told anyone is that he still cannot understand what dark energy and evil gods mean.

But he knew it himself, he knew it better than anyone—

he is old.

He is really old, he is at the age of being a grandpa and a grandfather, at the age of embracing sickness and lying on the couch, the battlefield should not belong to him in the first place, he is just holding on.

All the way before, he had the support of the military, and everything was arranged in accordance with the military's arrangements, so that he could be a good member of the Mu team, step by step to today, without making any mistakes, but now, he has cooperated with the military. Totally lost, all alone.

So at this moment, facing such a scene, his heart began to shake, and he even began to doubt whether he was really suitable to step into such a war. Maybe someone younger and more educated than him would come, Will do better than him...maybe...I should admit that I am old and should have rested long ago.

Mu Wenshan didn't know what was the right way to do it.

Just now he thought that he and Su Chen might be trapped in a mechanism, breaking the mirror might be the solution to their problems, but at this moment, facing imminent death, he couldn't be sure.

He can continue to move forward, but in that case, he will pay the price of death, and on the current battlefield, he and Su Chen are the last hope.

Su Chen has already fallen there, if he failed to help him, but died in such a ridiculous way...

Then, this battle is really over...

Mu Wenshan's rigid arm was trembling slightly.

For the first time in seventy years, he felt fear and hesitation on the battlefield.

Is my choice, my judgment, really right?

Should I just die like this?

Mu Wenshan raised his head and looked at the mirror.

The him in the mirror was also looking at him, his face was blurred, like a faceless man, mocking his oldness and stupidity coldly.

...

Zhao Miaomiao and Qiao were standing side by side on the roof of the off-road vehicle, their eyes flicked over the roaring and attacking monster, and they looked in the direction of the door for an unknown number of times, and said anxiously: Team Mu has also stopped. What's going on, why didn't he call Mr. Su? Why didn't he move? Team Mu...Mr. Su...

Qiao Zheng also took a look there, and saw that within the open space where the door was located, Su Chen was still kneeling on the ground with his head lowered, even the hand supporting his body with the knife began to tremble violently, while Mu However, Wen Shan had already passed Su Chen and walked to a farther position, even only one step away from the door, but he stopped here, looking down at his own body, still silent and motionless.

These two people who pinned the last hope of the entire battlefield were frozen there.

And on the battlefield, countless monsters are swarming. Qiaozheng doesn't know that no one else is fighting yet, but his place is the last position.

Surrounding the off-road vehicle, there were only a few people left, and there were still more talented people. Most of the soldiers were almost damaged when they saw the evil god, and because most of the people who participated in the battle were powerful talented people, so they Only a small battlefield can survive until now.

Even so, the annihilation of the entire army is still only a matter of days and nights.

They could only look in the direction of the door over and over again, expecting and hoping that those two people would end all of this.

Not only them, in countless corners of the battlefield, in the distant Heihe survivor base, despair and panic are spreading, and people even began to pray...

And in the battlefield, on the open space in front of that door, Su Chen was still leaning on the ground with a miao knife, with his head bowed, blood was flowing down from his visor drop by drop, and the ground under him , as if enduring some unimaginable force, the gravels were shattering and bursting into finer powder every second, and Su Chen's body also shook and sank, but he was delayed. Did not fall down.

He was still leaning on the knife, refusing to fall down.

Refuse to prostrate.

Refuse to bow down.

...

In the empty world, there is dead silence.

The smooth mirror calmly reflects Mu Wenshan's faded reflection.

In the space, not even a breath of wind can be felt.

Death, most likely just the next step.

The late old man began to look behind him frequently, his body gradually became bent, and a certain idea began to emerge.

Maybe I should go back and look for Su Chen at the previous location, maybe that's the way to wake him up.

Maybe……

Thoughts took root in the old man's mind little by little, turning into clear thoughts, and then he really took a step back.

After taking the first step back, there will be a second step.

After retreating two meters like this, Mu Wenshan raised his head and looked at himself in the mirror.

Sure enough, he was becoming clearer, only the outline of the faceless man re-emerged his own appearance, but it seemed that there was always a difference.

Mu Wenshan didn't pay much attention, and took another step back, anxiously looking for Su Chen who had just glimpsed just now.

but……

He saw nothing, only himself and his reflection in this empty world.

However, Mu Wenshan didn't want to give up, he stared at the blank space over and over again, searching and looking forward to it.

In this way, he didn't know how long it took before he finally realized that it was impossible for him to find Su Chen, so he had no choice but to turn his head and look at the mirror again - the only thing in this world.

The self in the mirror gradually became clear as he stepped back, but Mu Wenshan still felt that something was different.

Is...how is it different?

He's just watching...watching...

Finally, at a certain moment, he finally found that slight difference.

In the mirror, he held his head high and his chest high, just like when he joined the army countless years ago.

But now, he is a 70-year-old man with a crazy complexion, with his hands hunched over.

Mu Wenshan stared blankly at this scene.

The him in the mirror is silently looking at him.

So, for a long time, for a long time...

The old man smiled slowly.

Is that... a reflection of my soul?

I see……

I see……

Hehe...hahaha...

Going forward is death...

Stand back, and you can live.

Are you telling me—

Once I'm close to my soul.

Will I be annihilated?

Ten meters is survival, two meters is the limit, and one meter is death.

I will die here with my soul.

You, do you want me to kill myself?

There is still no response. In this hallucinatory world, it seems that Mu Wenshan is alone, so there will never be any response.

But at this moment... the old man didn't seem to be expecting any response.

He looked at his palm, it took a full minute and a half to make a fist, the light in his eyes was shining, and just like that, he moved forward again and took a step forward.

I……

I can not understand.

I can't understand how it's done.

Maybe you are the god in their mouths, maybe you didn't even look at me at all, this is just some kind of mechanism, because of my weakness, I can only die.

But, I don't believe it.

I will not admit it, I will die here like this.

That's how it gets wiped out here.

I'm Mu Wenshan.

I was born seventy years ago, I joined the army when I was eighteen, and I fought in the Nordic War when I was twenty.

I was the best striker in that fight.

I once killed 103 people on the battlefield.

The next fifty years will be my glory and talk.

My biggest dream ever was to be able to take up arms again and set foot on the battlefield.

And today, my dream has come true, and God has given me new opportunities and unparalleled abilities.

So, here I am again.

The great retreat from Yuanliao, the Heihe blocking battle...

At this moment...

Before I knew it, I was no longer the little soldier I used to be.

I'm Mu Wenshan, I'm Team Mu, as everyone says, and I'm one of only three S-level talents in Liao City——

There are so many people who look to me as their hope and as their example.

They pinned their hopes on me.

Hopefully, I can end this.

Maybe……

I'm worthless in front of you.

Even if you kill me, you won't even say a word to me.

The way to kill me is to let me die like this.

But, I can't just die like this.

I don't know what kind of power this is, but...

You want me to kill myself, that's impossible...

because--

No one can kill me so absurdly!!!

In the last sentence, Mu Wenshan's voice resounded like thunder.

In the empty world, Mu Wenshan slowly took another step forward.

In his body, new power was bursting out, countless silent mitochondria began to jump under his shout, and countless cells began to emit high-pitched screams.

New forces are gathering and brewing.

The old man's body is straightening up a little bit, like a never-fading pine.

However, the body in the mirror is still irreversibly becoming blurred, gradually disappearing completely, and life and death are reversed at this moment.

The old man's voice was old, but firm and solemn.

Even if you are a god.

Even if this is the mighty power of God.

I will also...

No.

I also have to do what I have to do.

Dead comrades, living soldiers, they are all looking at me...

That's what I had to do.

Another step, step down!

The people in the scientific research institute told me that my ability has no upper limit...

The old man's body is moving forward.

It's just that the more powerful I use, the faster my death will be.

In the mirror, he was on the verge of disappearing completely, but his flesh and blood body was billowing with steam, as if he had revived his life.

Since I'm going to die

Since I'm going to die by myself.

It must not be anyone who decides my death.

It's me.

I, will never agree with the death and limitations you have defined for me.

Let's take a look.

What the experts say—

How far can Kuchiki's unlimited power go!!!!

If you were a god.

I would like to challenge you with my life!!

Mu Wenshan is moving forward, every step is so stable, as if a real mountain is moving forward, every step falls, his footsteps are heavy and firm, every second, he is getting stronger, his body The aura that erupted in it skyrocketed all the way, even surpassing Su Chen, surpassing the so-called first family member of the third caste... Majesticly advancing to an unrivaled height!

His waist was straightened inch by inch, his old white hair gradually turned black, and the flash in his pupils did not waver. At this moment, he seemed to have returned to his youth, all the functions of his body, body and consciousness. Every aspect has reached the peak of his life, giving people the impression that he is like an unshakable towering giant tree that has grown for a thousand years.

Deadwood.

Every spring.

That's his talent.

That is the source of his strength.

Even if he is denied and heading towards a solidified death, he will still sprout new sprouts, just like a dead wood in spring, the vitality and strength at that moment will surely overcome all the coming deaths.

Even if it is only for a moment, it is too brilliant to look directly at.

“I come here with the hopes of all people on my shoulders.

now……

Everyone will see the fire of dawn that I ignite!

Mu Wenshan took the last step high-spiritedly, crossed the eight-meter limit that would surely kill him, and came to the mirror.

Every cell in Mu Wenshan's body was roaring and roaring, every muscle and nerve was high-spirited and excited.

His strength soared to the limit at this moment, and his heavy fist carried his life's will through it, going forward without hesitation, smashing the peaceful mirror.

broken.

Countless fragments of mirrors refracted light and fell.

This world of perception and deceit collapsed magnificently in front of him.

And in his body, organs are failing, blood vessels are bursting, the power of rotten wood is collapsing, and the frozen state is resurging, which will freeze his life forever.

With one last glance, Mu Wenshan looked back and saw another dark figure behind him, as if reborn, rising with high spirits, drawing his sword inch by inch.

His lips squirmed.

I'm old

can't go on anymore

Next, leave it to you

The last picture in the reflection of the broken mirror, the figure of this warrior, completely faded and disappeared.

On the flickering battlefield, his figure was frozen at the most glorious moment in his life.

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