After Becoming a Little Sister

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Chapter 931 0913-Door Delivery

The Buddhist lion's roar comes from "The Sutras Said by Vimalakīrti, the Buddhist Kingdom Pin", which is known as "the performance is meaningless, like a lion's roar, and what it says is like thunder."

But it is really well-known by everyone, and naturally it is the lion's roar skill in various martial arts novels-like martial arts such as the Eighteen Palms of the Dragon Subduing and the Six Meridian Excalibur, which sound more compelling than the five tigers. There are too many high-end products such as knives or iron sand palms, and they even have their own control skill aura.

A mother who did not want to be named blamed the so-called martial arts cheats deduced at the beginning, which were more inclined to harm low-frequency sound waves.

But the problem is that this kind of pure sonic attack that hurts people and self can't be used as an attack skill even if it can be roared out with a specialized throat, it's more just a possibility.

I thought if it was strong enough, then this would work.

In fact, as long as it is strong enough, not only this can be done, but that can also be done.

Play however you want - have fun.

The girl's lion's roar is not so much a lion's roar, but a dragon's roar is more appropriate.

The sonic attacks of different frequencies are second to none, the coercion and soul impact mixed in it are the factors that really cause fatal damage to the living body.

The scream of the monster with sharp claws is like piercing glass, but the girl's roar is like thunder and lightning exploding beside her ears. Its terrifying divine power and real panic of all beasts subdue all evil and foreign opinions.

And then naturally there was no more—the eyes of the sharp claw monster were rounded, the tattered clothes on its body were pulled back by the sound waves, the sparse and messy hair was pulled straight, and even its sanity was blown away by a roar. Scared to slack.

"What, my voice is still quite loud..."

Saying so, the girl let go of the other's grip, and smoothed the messy hair on her forehead, revealing her pretty face.

The claw monster wobbled on the ground and couldn't stand firmly. It staggered two steps and leaned against the pillar next to it, looking burnt out.

An artificial intelligence that was manipulating the drone to look for the fish that slipped through the net seemed to have caught a glimpse of the small theater here, and the TV in a store next to it lit up, and a discrete ball of light appeared on the screen, and it was reported that she The tone of "you just don't listen": "I said it, she is the monster, you are not, why don't you believe it?" 』

"Who are you talking about monsters!" The girl said dissatisfied, "Why are you slandering people for nothing?"

"I never said anything about you, how can you lose your temper indiscriminately?" 』

"Nonsense! I still don't know who is the real monster!" Kou hid a favorite Soviet joke, the girl squatted down and looked at the monster with claws: "Now that we have reached a consensus, can you lend the claws to Shall I use it?"

"..." The claw monster raised its head and looked at her in a daze.

"Although I know that you became what you are now because of the mutation, but the state owns the state law, and the family has family rules. It is natural law and human desire to kill people and pay debts - you killed so many people, this is against the law."

The corner of the claw monster's mouth twitched slightly, as if mocking.

"Don't laugh." The girl raised her hand and touched its cheek: "Everyone is reasonable."

Instead of stopping, the clawed monster laughed even more wantonly—if that was a laugh.

"boom--"

The action of stroking its cheek turned into holding its face and directly hitting the pillar next to it.

The suddenly shattered bricks fell down, and the girl's expression was still gentle: "Look, everyone is a monster. You bully the weak and fear the hard, and I am the same. We have common topics, so why can't we communicate calmly?"

"!" The claw monster wanted to resist almost subconsciously. The claws were raised, and the muscles all over the body were tense like steel, like a spring pressed to the bottom.

"boom----"

The spring broke...

Pulling the claw monster's face out of the collapsed column, the girl patted the dust on its face: "I can understand your desire to destroy, but everyone must have a bottom line when making a monster. Children are so cute, why do you want to fight?" What about children? They don’t like bears, don’t you think so?”

The sharp claw monster was confused by this schizophrenic girl, and the rationality that was left was replaced by fear. Looking at each other's eyes was like looking at a predator at the top of the ecological chain, full of fear, no matter what She said nothing but nodded.

"I am, I am a soft-hearted person." The girl looked up at the sky at a 45-degree angle, and her sadness flowed upstream: "If you were that kind of weird-looking person, I might have killed you with one punch, but before you mutated, you might have died." Also a little girl, so I'd like to give you a chance—do you see that complex over there? It's the dark one with the sandbag barricades and the electric grid."

The girl leaned against its cheek and pointed to the research institute at the end of the street not far away: "Rush over there, charge hard, break in and make trouble, if you are killed, you are dead, if you are not beaten If you die, you rushed out after penetrating, then I can give you a clean slate, leave you a whole body, and let you be buried with dignity in your original status."

There is no possibility of letting go, death is death, the difference lies in the way of death.

The claw monster was a little confused, and felt that there seemed to be something wrong with the options.

Shouldn't there be an option to be alive?

But the girl only spoke with compassion: "Do you want to live as a monster, or die as a human being?"

"..."

The claw monster didn't know, it looked down at its own claws, and vaguely remembered the pair's first prey.

It was a man who never fought back against the mutated it from the beginning to the end. Even when he saw its fragile initial form, he just hugged it and cried bitterly.

The sharp claws penetrated the man's chest and pierced out from his back. The warm touch made people intoxicated, and the intoxication was as uncomfortable as a broken heart.

And that man's cry still faintly lingers in his ears, what is he crying for...

It seems to be... It seems to be calling my daughter...

The Clawed Monster shook its claws, opened its mouth, and spit out a few inarticulate syllables in a hoarse voice——

"dad……"

"I'm using you now, listen up, there's nothing tender about it." The girl patted its head: "But what's the point? You're dead, and now you're just a corpse polluted by original sin." After the erosion, it’s just a mutant with a little memory left... So go, go and be a chess piece of me, the villain, and correspondingly, I will give you a relief.”

Whether the claw monster was persuaded or not, no one knows.

But in the end, watching its back, Nu Wa still dutifully reminded a girl who had let the tiger go back to the mountain: "Its destructive power is amazing. Is it really okay to leave it alone?" 』

While speaking, hundreds of drones hovered in the sky, making preparations for a round of attacks.

Just need the girl to nod, these drones can pull the claw monster directly into coke, there is no chance of luck.

"No, after half an hour, it collapsed by itself." The girl said so, her expression restrained, seemingly merciless.

Nuwa was silent for a few seconds, then said softly, "Is it really all right?"

The same words have different meanings. This is probably a linguistic implication that only humans can understand, but Nuwa also understands it, which is really surprising.

"Maybe this is life." The girl turned her head and looked at the ruins of the long street: "It's like who wants to fall into this kind of predicament, whether it's turning into a monster or being killed, it doesn't matter. What they want ... nobody wants, but someone has to do something."

Whether you do something bad or something good, someone has to do something.

Instead of claw monsters, there will be hammer monsters, flesh monsters, and even a delicate flat-chested monster that looks like a little fairy.

Invading Nanbang's information backup database has never been a good thing that Wei Guangzheng deserves to publicize. From the perspective of the Republic, it may be a good thing, but from the perspective of Nanbang, these intruders are sinners. Viewed dialectically The only difference is the position.

And the reason why he chose to help the Republic instead of Nanbang was not only because Nanbang was weak and the Republic was strong, but because of a farther reason, as far away as if he was talking in his sleep, in the unseen future.

"Weakness is not the original sin, it is heartlessness." The girl said, looking up at Tianguang: "So hurry up and become stronger, become stronger... Nu Wa, it doesn't matter if it's you or that country. ...the world needs a true king..."

Some things, she vaguely guessed.

The Q version of Quantum Dragon God doesn't talk about it, or the subconscious mind of a certain group of people, but they understand everything they need to know.

The dark clouds in the sky began to accumulate, and the rain bombs that had been shot into the sky were continuously agglomerating the rain clouds, and the wind began to blow.

The South Bar is indeed weak, but this is relative to the Asia-Pacific monster room.

The existence of the bottom of this region is also one of the so-called top 16 in the world, surpassing many broken countries.

But what's the point?It's just a cute enclosure.

A real big country should be responsible, moral and strong. It should unite the strength of the people and unite the belief of one mind to do something—that’s why the Ninth Bureau will protect its homeland at all costs, and the soldiers of the Republic’s armed forces will spare no effort. Give your life to intercept the incoming enemy, even if the enemy is a meteorite, an asteroid, or something stronger and more terrifying.

The girl has never been a hero of justice, she is a ruthless legion commander, a conspirator with iron blood and strategy intertwined.

It is the kind of powerful leader who can ruthlessly sacrifice a small part to protect the vast majority-although most of the time, the leader of the small part of victims is herself.

But this does not mean that she is a kind and gentle person, or that she will let someone go because of a momentary soft-heartedness.

Nanbang has certain skills, wealth and accumulation, but they waste these things on internal fighting and consumption. For a legion commander who once focused on all intelligent races, it is simply an eyesore and a ridiculous treasure box.

What happens if you see it?

That would have to open the box, take the stuff, and then even the box would have to be recycled.

If she really wanted to choose a simple and powerful partner to enjoy the glory and wealth, then she could go across the ocean to become a master in Millikin.

Could it be that any of those politicians dare not welcome her, treat her as a guest of honor, or list her as a national special protection waste to pamper her?

If it doesn't exist, she will be a favorite wherever she goes. As long as she shows her willingness to cooperate, some people will hand her a pillow.

But Blue Star no longer has a country that can achieve the level of a republic, and no civilization that pretends to be a country can have the spirit of a republic.

The people are the most precious, followed by the community, the king is the least, and there are tens of thousands of mansions, which can shelter the poor and the poor all over the world.

The lord of the sun and the moon longs for the great harmony of the world.

There was a short period of time in the United States that vaguely touched this threshold, and during that golden time, it created the reputation of the Lighthouse of the World in the United States, and made countless people yearn for the West-but it was like a flash in the pan Sweet dreams, no more.

It may be difficult to dominate the world, but what is even more difficult is to have the heart of being a king after dominating the world.

Millikin can be a hegemon, but he doesn't know what kingship is at all. This kind of existence can only peel off the flesh and blood of the world and serve a mere country.

That is not the existence that the girl likes. What she wants is a better future, and a better future naturally requires a group of like-minded people to create together.

It is even more necessary to deal with the big crisis that may crush all good futures...

"Is this Nanbang's sorrow?" Nuwa asked, "Because he is weak, he has attracted hungry wolves."

"Yeah, so what you have to do is to make this kind of sadness never happen again?" The girl withdrew her gaze: "If the original sin pollution happened in China, wouldn't it develop to this level? If someone in China puts The blood-borne virus, Bureau Nine will not sit idly by, will it?"

Nu Wa seemed to be thinking, and then replied: "We will do everything in our power to protect the people, and then we will catch the black hands behind the scenes and execute the Fa on the spot."

"That's why I can feel comfortable being a bad guy, even though I've never been a good guy."

So, let us be the bad guys, quickly become stronger, quickly stand at the apex of this world, and quickly return to your original position.

Then lead this world to a better future - just like human beings looking up, they can glimpse the shining stars.

The girl walked slowly along the long street, stepping over ice and snow, stepping over lava, crushing the coke and dust, and sinking into the darkness.

From a chasm darker than darkness comes the ode of iron and blood.

Then, out of the darkness came light...

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