Chapter Three Hundred and Twenty-Three God's Giving Me
Leaving behind the nightmare area filled with blood and rancidity, Liming stretched his body and greedily breathed in the air filtered out by the water spirit guard. Liming was now sure that the direction he was heading towards was definitely the direction approaching Korsi.
Although Li Ming still can't think of any principle to explain it, it is impossible for this undead building to exist if it is randomly distributed in the corrupted soil.
It should have been expected that such a huge airborne mobile Necromancer unit would come to provide support. The group of Necromancers that could spit out corrosive gray smoke at the beginning were definitely the elite group that Li Ming encountered in the second half of the city defense battle.
The most important thing about the undead arms is that although Liming does not want to take the initiative to run into the mercenary team, the strange thing is that Liming has not even sensed the remaining breath of living creatures. This is too strange.
"Xi Ruier, is what you just said true?" Li Ming spread his soul and maintained it within a thousand meters. He found that the upper limit of his soul power that he could move seemed to have increased, but Li Ming did not find any other power.
Improvement, and realm breakthrough are probably another matter, but Li Ming no longer cares much about whether his realm has been broken through.
"Do you want me to say it again?" Cyril floated in front of Dawn.
"No. I want to know more why?" Li Ming's voice changed slightly.
"This has actually been explained a long time ago. You and I are not subordinates, and the so-called divine messenger is just a kind of spokesperson. God selects creatures that are suitable for her in the mortal world and lets them speak for herself and show her power. I thought
Liming knows this very well in her heart, and I trust you."
"Don't, don't use words like "I trust you" to say to me. These are all shackles. As of now, I can only say that I care about completing what I promised. If you trust me,
If I do something I can't do, I will feel very powerless and guilty. That would be bad for you and me, so please don't say that to me again." Liming stepped on the mud in simple waterproof shoes.
soft soil upload
There was a rhythmic sound, "However, it seems that I still agree to the promise very easily. For example, I told **Na that I would help her become a real Poseidon and some other arrogant declarations. That, **Na, you heard
Don't blame me. I didn't want to give up or anything. I was just complaining to Xi Ruier. After complaining, I will get down to business. I also said that although it may be difficult to achieve the promise sometimes, I will do it.
of."
"It doesn't have to be like this." The clear sound of water came to Liming's ears. Liming saw the same proportionally scaled **Na appear in front of her. Her face was just calm, "Since you have said it, I will just wait.
, we are all fighters."
"..." Liming didn't have the nerve to go to **Na to confirm whether he was a warrior at this time. He said that he had participated in many battles, so he could barely be considered a warrior, right?
"Only at this time will you come out? In fact, you can come out more often and take a look. It is easy for me to ignore the people I actually care about. If you let me see it, I will be stronger." Liming said as soon as he said it.
I feel like I've said something stupid.
"I am different from Sister Xirel, I will not be lonely." Na dropped this sentence and disappeared before dawn.
"I can't control what she says. If you really feel guilty, why not use more of her power to make her feel fulfilled." Cyril spread out her hands.
"I'm trying," Liming said mid-sentence but didn't know how to answer it. She paused and said, "Xi Ruier, what do you want to do most?"
"..." Cyril did not answer but just looked at Liming and asked, "What does Liming want to do most?"
"Well, if there weren't all kinds of crises in the outside world, I might just want to find a place to stay, have some spare money, chat with some cute kawaii girls with big eyes, and maybe take some time to develop some new hobbies?" Liming's brain was very bright.
Kong Ke's words came out without thinking, but he subconsciously thought they were very appropriate.
"But the demon invasion is coming. Naina hopes to become the God of the Sea, and I seem to want to become the God of Dawn in your mind. You are trying to survive while moving towards the gods." Cyril smiled, "Dawn is yours.
My wish is so ordinary, according to you
According to the memory data in your mind, you have probably traveled to a certain ancient noble family to inherit a fiefdom and then marry three wives and four concubines to live their lives. The protagonists in your mind are all determined to become the master who can turn clouds and rain with their hands.
They are all very ambitious."
"I'm not one of them. I'm a fat nerd with no grades, no talents, and average physique. I'm a very realistic person, but I, forget it." Liming used Tongpou to look around and found nothing.
Very dangerous undead life forms can only float in the sky.
After passing through some ghosts, they may suddenly fall down at a certain moment and become the nourishment for the undead creatures in the corrupted soil. But all this has nothing to do with Dawn. "No, what they did after becoming the master is actually what I want to do."
It’s not much different?!”
"But they are the ones who control the world. They are freer than the emperor who will encounter dynasty changes. At dawn, you may have to be careful about being squeezed out by other factions or even directly framed to become a commoner, and finally live a miserable old age."
Seriously.
"Where do you put the historical fictional novels?" Li Ming sighed, "I'm not going to argue with them, so why should they care about me, a person who just eats and waits for death."
"Ling Ming, don't you understand? They are capable people, and this ability gives them power, and you are innately expected to be given power. Your rights are given and may be taken away, but they are firmly using themselves
With their status and power tied tightly, they don’t have to worry about being ignored.
The hometown was sacrificed as a white chicken." Xi Ruer smiled and narrowed his eyes. The innocence and kindness on his childish cheeks were enough to melt his heart. "If you are lucky, you will be like them, and you will have already lived in advance.
These are the lives they need to work hard for most of their lives to touch."
"It sounds like I wouldn't have to be afraid if I were the European Emperor." Liming joked.
"Yes, as long as you are hard-hearted enough." Xi Ruier's cherry-pink lips dotted with orange slowly said the follow-up, "Cold-blooded enough to worry about the bad news that will happen to those who support your comfortable life in the future because of your loss of power.
Disdain it, gamblers can bet on everything they own. They can have a lot of wealth in an instant, and they are also prepared to give it away easily. Dawn, you have been talking about taking a gamble before, tell me now
, are you a gambler?"
"Me," Li Ming wanted to answer that there was no one he cared about in this world, but suddenly a swarm of figures flashed through his mind, Mondo, Xiao Shang, Kana, Kraven, Big Head, Mia...
"You know that you are not actually a gambler. You are a greedy miser. You want to keep everything in hand and never let it go. You hate losing, but sometimes you have to face helplessness.
With the loss of resistance, you have no choice but to call yourself a gambler.
Pfister chose to accumulate meritorious deeds in exchange for an honorary title because you want me and **Na to stay with you for a suitable reason. You hope that we will not leave you, and you hope to be able to take all of these.
On my hand." Although Xi Ruier's voice was soft, his words were engraved in Dawn's heart.
"I don't want to treat you as things in my hands. I never want to treat the people I know as things that can be controlled. I may be regarded as a miser, but I will never be a complete miser. At least a miser will not even be a miser around me.
Relatives will be stingy in giving money to help, but I won't, so what you said is not accurate." Liming stopped and said in a somewhat urgent voice.
"The average miser is guarding a feast, while the other kind is a treasure, or even a living thing. What you want to guard is a life that you can enjoy. You are more greedy than any other miser because of the desires generated by life.
It can be anything, and the biggest characteristic of a miser is that he can allow his wealth to be stacked together.
The more, the better." Seeing Liming's shriveled eyes and dull expression, Xirel chuckled, "Okay, Liming, are you too petty? Are you being fooled by this? Keep it to yourself.
Enjoying life is something that every living being will want to do and will do subconsciously. It is completely normal for Li Ming to think this way."
"I thought you were a scheming person, Xi Ruier, but now I think it's true." Liming replied after a long while.
"I thought you knew it all." The corners of Xi Ruier's eyes gleamed, and all the emotions in Liming's heart were consolidated into peace of mind.
"You know me, then I thank you." Li Ming breathed a long sigh of relief and gave Xi Ruier a smile in response.
"What's the point?" Cyril pursed her lips, "Our relationship is very close."
"By the way, Xi Ruier, you haven't answered my question yet, what do you want?" Dawn suddenly came back to her senses.
"I am also the stingy guy who wants to protect people's enjoyable life." Xireer's shallow smile made Li Ming fascinated.
"Then let's work hard together." Li Ming clenched the Qian Kong in her hand.
"Okay," Cyril sat on Dawn's shoulder, "Actually, I'm just a miser who wants to protect you."
"Bang" The calm soil suddenly rioted as Li Ming stepped on a certain elastic place, and a giant corpse cricket with a bloated body flew out from the splashed mud. Li Ming almost felt something wrong with the touch transmitted from the soles of his feet.
At the same moment, the space flickered to open up the distance. The space was torn apart and wrapped in bright golden light. The wolf fangs were retracted into the semi-illusory sword body. The smooth and flat blade flowed away, and the space flickered! The next second at dawn.
Appearing next to the giant corpse cricket that was about to release the invading sickleworm, Holy Light Slash once charged up, "Cut!" The cross holy light completely enveloped the giant corpse cricket, and the blazing holy flames stuck to the opponent's body wrapped in gray-black leather armor.
The fat body completely enveloped it, "Empty!" The power of the sword attached to the holy sword shook the giant corpse cricket's body down, and the charred black smoke spread, burying Cyril's last words here along with the blasts of air.