Fast travel, death collection system

Layers of dark clouds are pressing in the sky on the border of the deserted city at this moment, and the muffled thunder roars along with the dazzling lightning like dragon snakes, and the atmosphere in the air is often oppressive before the rain.

Cang Moliu sat leaning against the general's tent, closed his eyes, his face was a little pale, it was obvious that he had just had a bout of poisonous hair, and his black hair was soaked in cold sweat at the temples.

After a long time, Cang Moliu finally opened his eyes, and a slight killing intent flashed inside.

【"System, the ten-year mission should be almost over."】

Cang Liu asked in his heart.

The system that heard the question responded immediately.

[Yes, experimenter 11111, please continue to work hard, there are still two or three days left for the mission of 'Ten Years of War', and you will get a random reward once the mission is completed. 】He raised his jaw slightly, and looked at the black cloud billowing sky from inside the tent. You Lei roared, the wind roared, and the battle flag was ruffled. Bend over the armrest of the seat and stand up.

Following his movements, the bones in his body creaked, his limbs became weak, and his temples felt dull pain, which was transmitted to the eyes along with the nerves.

Cang Moliu endured the pain and walked outside the tent, stretched out his right hand, which was a little thin and bluish due to poisoning, and tested the humidity in the air.

He tilted his head and gave an order to the armored soldiers guarding outside the tent: "Call Su Li over here."

"Yes!"

Cang Moliu looked at the enemy side indifferently again, snorted, his black pupils were full of fun and regret, turned back to the tent, and whispered: "Such a fun person can only play for three days. , what a pity."

His tone was quite regretful, but there was a creepy smile on the corner of his mouth.

"The last three days..." Cang Moliu's eyes were deep, and he didn't know what to think of. He licked his lower lip, "This body is too bad, it's really out of date."

"General, what orders do you have from the general?"

A cold voice interrupted Cang Minliu's thoughts, Cang Minliu raised his eyes and looked over, it was a man in iron armor with a cold face but his eyes were looking at him with hot eyes.

"Su Li, come here." Cang Moliu's somewhat blue right hand gently stroked the bones of his left hand, and the blue and red blood vessels were distributed on the back of the hand, and the color was quite bright.

This bright color, through the sickly pale skin due to poisonous hair, gave people the illusion that this person was very fragile.

But anyone who has been with this person knows that this person is quite convincing, such as Su Li.

Su Li walked over with his head down, his eyes glowing hotly, just like all the soldiers of the Kong Kingdom standing on this battlefield, they wholeheartedly believed in this man.

It took less than two years for the Shi Kingdom to devour the other three kingdoms and defeat them one by one. That was the time when the court of the Kong Kingdom was corrupt, bandits bullied the people, and the rivers and lakes rose up.

When Shiguo swallowed Lin, Hu, Li, the Three Kingdoms, and 50 troops pressed down on the wilderness border of Kongguo, it was this person...

"Su Li?" Cang Moliu's eyes were silent, and he noticed his absence.

"Yes, General!" Su Li's expression froze, he stood up straight, the long knife on his waist collided with the iron armor because of his movements.

Cang Moliu's slender fingers slid gently on the yellowed drawings on the table, and stopped in one place after a while. He lowered his eyelids, rubbed his fingers lightly there, and said.

"Here, the poisonous powder is sprinkled along the direction of the wind, and the soldiers' shift time is changed to a new watch every day. Those who were buried in the past few years can now use it."

Cang Moliu's voice was slightly low and his tone was slow, as if he was drinking tea and chatting on weekdays, but his eyes lighted up slightly, with some expectant malice.

Su Li immediately understood what it meant, he showed a look of surprise, his eyes were frighteningly hot: "General..."

Cang Moliu ignored him, and continued: "They are close to the dense forest. Tonight, I will take advantage of the thunder and burn the dense forest to me. Their positions will be chaotic. Take advantage of this opportunity, you sneak in with them, cooperate with them inside and out, and break the peace. Ben will be tied up."

Su Li's fists were clenched and trembling, he seemed excited: "Those soldiers..."

Cang Moliu laughed lowly, under the candlelight, there was an unusual evil spirit between his brows, and his handsome face had a gentle expression, which made Su Li feel dazed for a while.

"I don't have the leisure to kill them one by one. I just order people to burn their food and camp together. Remember to destroy all the other generals."

After ordering Su Li, Cang Moliu leaned back on the chair, closed his eyes and meditated.

In order to suppress the toxicity, the internal force was consumed layer by layer. If he didn't detoxify, he might not last long.

He reached out to press his temples, and his eyes were also bulging and painful.

After today, this war should be enough to come to an end. Ten years is indeed enough to torture people. It seems that the joint letter with his brother a month ago is almost here. He should have a way to deal with this poison.

【"system?"】

[What's wrong with experimenter 11111. 】

The thunderclouds gathered in the sky outside the tent became thicker, and the candlelight lit up in the tent was hazy under the dim sky.

【"Check how many points I have."】

[Death points 1865328, soul points 546824.] Cang Liu frowned and tapped the table with his index finger: "Why is the gap so big?"

The system didn't seem to be aware of Cang Moliu's displeasure at all, and an inorganic cold voice sounded.

[Because a soul with too sparse a mass density will not be able to withstand the mass pressure after leaving the human body at the moment of death, such inferior souls do not meet the collection standards. ] This is the first time I have heard of such a thing. After all, this is the second world that Cang Miaoliu has experienced. Although it is the second world, the real beginning of the system is still counted from this world.The system in the first world just releases missions one after another, without rewards or explanations, failure means obliteration.

After opening the second world, this thing called the "death collection system" only emerged.Posted tasks also start to have rewards.It's just like……

experiment.

Moreover, Cangmai Liu has always been called "Experimenter 11111". These two experiences with too great a gap make Cangmailiu a little clearer. I am afraid that the first world should be screened. As for the purpose...

[How is the quality of the so-called soul divided? 】Cang Moliu gently rubbed the knuckle of his index finger with the pulp of his thumb.

[The soul does not have a clear top-level division, and the top one is called the "ultimate soul". The ultimate soul has four colors, pure silver, pure gold, pure black, and pure red. Those whose purity has not reached the extreme are ordinary souls. The remaining ones that cannot be collected are called 'spirits'.Please 11111 work hard to collect the ultimate soul and use it to improve yourself. 】【Promote yourself?What's the meaning. 】Cang Moliu's heart skipped a beat, things seemed to be different from what he had imagined.

【Ding!You do not have sufficient permissions to answer. 】

Cang Moliu's black eyes narrowed suddenly, and then he smiled meaningfully, nodded and didn't ask any more questions.