Chapter 666 This chapter name is a bit interesting
Lu Zhengkang smashed the heads of the two living corpses with his hands, and their innocent souls turned into salt and flew out, blending into his body. This made him feel relieved, because he was afraid that these innocent souls were immortal. If the innocent souls did not die, these corpses would be destroyed.
There is no so-called fatal injury. In that case, he would have to break the limbs of all the corpses and smash their heads to avoid being attacked...
Lu Zhengkang did not hesitate or be soft when damaging the remains of the deceased. He knew very well that these people were just data in the game. Although they may have had free will during their lifetime, just like real people, in his opinion, this part
No intelligent creature
Counting his fellow humans, his selfless love is not that broad. If these data bodies in the game can be used by him, he will squeeze them mercilessly. If they hinder his path, he will
I wish I could crush them all into molecules.
Counting the time, he was the majestic Pope of the Flying Spaghetti Cult in the game not long ago. This church swept across the four major universe clusters in "Three Worlds", crushed all the major gods, and spread its power throughout the deep space of the universe. Otherwise, it would not have been possible so quickly.
Our citizens gathered together to keep the death toll under one million, with billions of people spread out
In the extremely vast multiverse, finding a needle in a haystack is not enough to describe it. Most of the 800,000 people who died were due to some accidents, including the revenge behavior of the natives of the game, and the vicious bug that caused the collapse of some areas. It is a fact.
In fact, the Flying Spaghetti Cult has reached out to basically all citizens.
The belief in the Flying Spaghetti God can be said to have been very popular for a while. However, with the withdrawal of Lu Zhengkang and others, the rule of the Flying Spaghetti Cult in the game has experienced huge shocks. The game has shut down the server and directly eliminated most of the people.
All lives were wiped out, and the power of the Flying Spaghetti Cult almost disappeared. During the time when the universe was shattered and the nameless island emerged, other faiths gradually flourished.
The most important thing is that the "Noodle God System" spawned by religious technology has always ignored the present world. It does not care if the Kingdom of God is broken. The remaining believers continue to die. Slowly, the Flying Noodle Cult has completely disappeared in time.
deep.
Lu Zhengkang still misses the days of driving around with Star Destroyer cannons to kill people. To be precise, he doesn't feel particularly happy for this kind of killing. He also has empathy. It would be uncomfortable if a humanoid creature dies in front of him.
, but he just enjoyed the feeling of being in control.
He only has a small hammer in his hand now. He wishes he could take a Gatling and spin it around here to save these suffering people.
Lu Zhengkang recalled the scene of a night outing in Wuyang District with Su Xiangli dressed as characters from the "Giselle" dance drama. Countless people recited the "Gatling Bodhisattva Heart Sutra" and their joy was like clear ripples on the water curtain.
, Lu Zhengkang lost his mind again after thinking about it.
His distraction became more and more serious, and the killing gestures on his hands became more and more wild. The one-handed hammer was like the second forearm of his, and the palm was the second elbow joint. Every time he threw it, it was like
A whip is like a punch. When a living corpse comes, there is a muffled sound of broken bones. When a group of zombies come, it is like setting off firecrackers.
Lu Zhengkang still held a triangular kite shield in his left hand. He had sharpened the tip of the shield early, and now it was like a knife used by him to cut open the body and cut the brain. If any hard bone is still standing after hammering it down,
His shield penetrated through the withered belly, whether it was directly breaking the spine or tearing open the entire chest and abdomen vertically, it was very easy.
The living corpses often have to die a dozen or so before they can add some scratches and bites to Lu Zhengkang when he has no time to take care of him.
"Hahaha, hahaha, hahahaha!" Lu Zhengkang suddenly laughed.
The world in front of him was directly peeled off, and his current memory returned to his childhood. The living corpses in front of him seemed to have become his friends. Lu Zhengkang was surrounded by the crowd, and he was the focus of everyone's attention.
What a wonderful past, Lu Zhengkang has always been excellent in this life, but this cannot cultivate his incomparable self-confidence.
The world was like a tide. Lu Zhengkang moved forward slowly, chatting with his friends and telling humorous jokes. But in fact, he just broke the neck bones of another living and dead person, and another, and another, black
The ghosts of injustice turned into dead salt and gathered on Lu Zhengkang's body.
The two antlers on his forehead elongated rapidly, like branches of a small sapling. From the simple stems, they slowly expanded into very complicated branches. They were bone white, but inside were flowing golden sap, like a liquid.
The light must be gathered at the ends of the horns, just like the wick of a candle must spring out of the wax pillar before it can be lit. But the light is not thick or strong after all, and it is still hidden in the corners.
In this dark world of salt, even the nameless gods are pursuing candlelight.
After all, Lu Zhengkang is a real person, and there is light in his soul. I don’t know when Lu Zhengkang will be able to light the candle.
Under the shock of his beautiful, solemn and solemn appearance, the movements of the living corpses stiffened, and their souls almost burst out of their skins, begging for salvation to take care of them.
The movements of Lu Zhengkang's hands are still vicious. Every time he kills one, there is one more salt on his body. These salts will corrupt the soul. The more living salts are transformed, the stronger the body, the more it will be assimilated by the island. Salt is like dust.
, the soul is like a lamp, the thicker the dust, the dimmer the light. A salt-born person like Lu Zhengkang who cannot be upgraded can actually make the light in the soul clearer.
The innocent souls that had still formed were about to be killed. The multi-faceted flesh ball let out a terrifying low roar. Under the strong purple light, it filled the underground. The fog in the eight connected mines gathered together and condensed into an evil ghost's head.
The mist dispersed again and poured into the flesh ball's shell, causing it to squirm violently.
Lu Zhengkang felt a strong cold wind in a wonderful hallucination, and shuddered. When he came back to his senses, he saw in front of him a shriveled head with a broken jaw, grinning at him.
He silently stood up from the pile of dead people. The fog in the mine had dissipated. The blue ore radiation made the place as bright as day. Lu Zhengkang saw waves of suppressed roars coming from the mine where the multi-faceted meat ball was. He
Walk there slowly.
Suddenly, a black giant arm with kinked muscles sprang out and swung its palm towards Lu Zhengkang, as if swatting a fly.
Lu Zhengkang jumped up suddenly and raised his shield to block the huge four-finger palm that was coming from behind. He moved rapidly in the air with the movement of his palm. He was about to be thrown out. If he was hit against the cave wall this time,
The muscles and bones will definitely be broken and you will not be able to get back up again.
Lu Zhengkang was experienced in dealing with this giant, clumsy monster. He held the hammer handle upside down and used the spikes at the end to pierce the flesh of its palm to secure himself.
He hurriedly glanced into the pit in mid-air. In the blue light, at the bottom of the hole where water accumulated, huge arms grew on the top of the multi-faceted meat ball, as if it were born from the ground. The entire meat ball shrank.
The originally bright purple muscles now glowed with a bruise-like dark purple, like an egg that had been broken out of its shell.