Without killing people, how can you prove that you are stronger than the other person?

——Lingering and lingering

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"I never thought I would see the same kind of people one day. Vertex 23S. The fastest update." The man waved his hand: "Get up."

The two looked at each other, and Ström nudged Fermat with his elbow, signaling Fermat to strike up a conversation. Fermat glared at his companion, and asked with a smile: "Your Majesty, I wonder if I have the honor to learn about you?"

Name taboo?"

"You are very lively, which is rare among your kind. My name is Leibniz, and everyone calls me the Iron-blooded Führer." The other party responded cheerfully.

The two looked at each other again. His Majesty seemed not famous. But the intimidating power of the fire of his soul was genuine. So Fermat asked tentatively again: "Where are you from?"

"Well... at that time, the continent had not yet been divided into today's tectonic plates. According to the geographical division of this era, I should be regarded as the undead king of the 'Snow Kingdom'."

The two of them were stunned. The King of the Undead who existed before the continental plates split? He must have lived for tens of millions of years! How old he is! No wonder he is not famous. This is simply an old antique buried in the dust of history.

, I’m afraid only the kings who are familiar with the inheritance of the dead will remember him!

Leibniz couldn't help but laugh: "What, don't you believe it?" It seemed that the expressions of the two of them were very funny, and he laughed very heartily.

"A king would never tell such a little lie... Well, is Steel City within your sphere of influence?"

"I'm just a guest. Now I don't deserve to own an empire, and I don't want to own an empire. An incompetent person like me has long been abandoned by the Soul God. It's natural that the outside world doesn't know my existence. Well, don't just

Tell me about me, tell me about you." Leibniz turned to smile: "First of all, welcome to the steel city."

The two of them returned the greeting again in fear, full of doubts in their hearts: Was it out of care for his fellow men that His Majesty Leibniz invited the two of them to the Iron City?

"I've heard of your pure white hatred, it's very good."

"Thank you for the compliment, Your Majesty!" Fermat was delighted. It turned out to be because of this! Your Majesty, you are very discerning!

"But..." The topic changed and Leibniz added: "Would you be surprised if I told you that this technology has been promoted in various Necron empires in the past that is too far away to record the years?"

Fermat's grinned mouth remained open stiffly, unable to smile anymore.

Seeing that his colleague had been hit too hard, Stroum quickly said: "How is that possible? Your Majesty, this dwarf made the Pure White Abomination with reference to the devil."

"So, do you know what the golem was based on?" Leibniz's smile was meaningful.

After thinking about it for a moment, Streum couldn't close his mouth. The two living treasures, one tall and thin and the other short and stocky, were speechless at this moment. They could only look at the king's expression to judge whether what he said was false.

"Any species has inherent flaws, and undead creatures are no exception, such as fear of sunlight, weak senses, etc., so the undead kings of all generations have been committed to repairing the flaws of the species. Abomination is an artificial undead creature whose components can be added and dismantled at will.

It is natural for them to be taken seriously by the kings. Once the theoretically pure abomination is born, the undead creatures can achieve the final evolution, climb to the top of the biological chain of the worlds, and will no longer be called "despicable". The rest

The race is very jealous of this technology and is also researching it at the same time. However, because there is a lack of biological organs to piece together, they use steel parts instead. The ones made are not abominations, but are named "golems". After the end of the old era

, the pure white abomination technology - at that time, this technology was called 'immaculate abomination' - should also be buried in history. Instead, its derivative product, the golem technology, has been passed down. In modern times, pure white abomination has once again been revived in your hands.

Congratulations."

Fermat recovered from his surprise, rubbed his hands excitedly, and shouted to Ström: "Wow, we have researched all the forgotten technologies. Isn't it amazing!"

"Yes, yes, the chance is very small!" Strum was also very excited, his face flushed.

Leibniz laughed and did not throw cold water on the two of them at this time.

From ancient times to the present, there is no accident, only necessity. Even if the pure white abomination technology disappears, sooner or later it will reappear in the hands of another Fermat one hundred, thousands, or ten thousand years later; even if the pure white abomination technology disappears, it will still be

There will also be various technologies used for killing that are created and replace each other, repeating tragedies infinitely. Civilizations rise and fall, dynasties grow and fall... History is just a constant cycle of reincarnation, and those who live long enough will die.

The Spirit King has seen reincarnation too many times, and all the weird things are just commonplace in his eyes.

Strum was suddenly startled and asked: "Your Majesty, since you said this, have you witnessed the birth of this technology...in that distant history?"

Leibniz nodded: "Of course."

"Your Majesty, have you mastered the technology of making pure white abomination?"

"Yes."

"Then why don't you show up to preach and clarify the doubts of the newly rising kings? You must have many technologies that are comparable to pure white abominations, right? They will definitely shine in this era and allow the Necron Empire to rise!"

"No, I will not let any technology spread from my hands, because these technologies have killed thousands of people." Unexpectedly, the other party refused. He looked at Streum indifferently: "I am a

Anti-war activists, I will not personally open this box of disaster that should be permanently sealed. Haven't you ever been in awe? In awe of the power of technology that is more terrifying than your own strength? Technology is like a piranha, in our *

*Continuously grow in the watering, until even we ourselves are swallowed up by it... Is this the future you want?"

Fermat and Streum were confused and at a loss. Isn't developing science and technology to expand the empire and make the people's lives better? Why did it bring destruction in the end? At this time, they all thought of Brian. That was also

The researchers seem to see and think very differently from them, quite different.

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In the early preparations for the war against Astante...

"The biochemical experiment team developed 'funeral mold', a breakthrough..."

"Finally, the application of these new technologies can effectively shorten the war time and give the enemy a huge shock. When this thing is put into practice..." Brian looked at the bottle in his hand and said in a somewhat disappointed tone: "Theoretically, we can

Complete victory within a week."

All the participants couldn't help but nodded, either with fear, enthusiasm, uneasiness, or looking sadly at the inconspicuous glass bottle. Brian shook his head and quoted a mythical allusion: "Pandora's box should not be opened."

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Japan, Wakayama Prefecture, a ramen restaurant called Chukamachi.

"Okja!"

"Ah!" Suddenly hearing the boss's wife's call, the dazed girl jumped up in fright.

The landlady wiped her hands and asked worriedly: "Are you feeling uncomfortable somewhere?"

The girl shook her head.

"Did you have a fight with Amy and Kako?"

The girl was stunned, but shook her head: "It's okay."

"You go back and have a rest. You don't need to help today. Dad, come and see her off!"

"How can I get away from it!" Although the boss said this, he still put down his work and silently went outside the store to start the motorcycle.

The girl got on the bus in confusion. She was shopping with her friends today and was very happy. However, Amy suddenly took out her mobile phone and said she found a handsome guy...

And the "handsome guy" on the screen is the impatient Fuso swordsman in "Qian Kun".

The girl's hands trembled and she let the crepe she had only eaten fall to the ground. She was so depressed that her friend quickly ended her shopping and sent her back to the ramen restaurant.

Flower Moon Demon...

Facing the wind, the girl closed her eyes and felt cold all over her body.

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The video of Huayue Demon slaughtering the great god spread to various "Qiankun" cultural circles around the world at the speed of a viral outbreak. Players have not been so fanatical for a long time, and they need new idols.

The first person to have such a status is Yu Qingfeng, who has long been promoted to the altar by Chinese players, just because he killed his way through Fuji Continent; the second one is Duan, who has an abnormal fanaticism for killing.

, lowering the average level of the great gods in Gospel Continent to the lowest in the world. What the two have in common is not only "both are number one in the server", but must be "the power to crush multiple or more great gods". Like "Brother"

The number one person in the "Special" server is Bai Ye Liuguang. Although he is stronger than 90% of the great gods, he is not so strong that the gap is huge, and he has never had a record of killing great gods in a row (there is an embarrassing incident of being beaten to death by a group of gospel gods for no reason).

, so it is impossible to be called the "God of Killing". Players are very demanding on this point. By the way, "Who will become the next 'God of Killing'" has also become a hot topic among players.

The birth of a great god will arouse heated discussions among players, and the birth of the "God of Killing" will arouse heated discussions between players and great gods.

Somewhere, an operator was speaking fluently to a customer while pressing the replay button on the player;

Somewhere, a man in a wheelchair blew out a smoke ring, and his eyes reflected the light of the knife on the screen. Just watching this video made him smoke two more packs of cigarettes;

Somewhere, in the dark and quiet backstage of the theater, someone was leaning against the doorframe watching a video. The only light source - a mobile phone - illuminated his face as if it were covered with thick makeup from the Victorian era;

In a certain place, the young man danced his fingers indifferently, only to hear intensive tapping sounds on the keyboard, and the video material on the screen was transformed into a 3D model. Next, he was going to use a rough and exhaustive method to calculate a countermeasure;

Somewhere, someone saw the title, sneered, turned off the player, and opened the military classics;

Somewhere, a man held a beautiful woman in one hand and held a mobile phone in the other, watching solemnly. It was not until the beautiful woman handed him a microphone to sing duet with him that he smiled and threw the mobile phone aside;

Somewhere, two people were eating late-night snacks, drinking beer, and talking about the content in the video;

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Chapter completed!