If Lin Chou's sorrow had a color, it would definitely be darker than ink.
This is so unfair...
If we simply discuss the comparison of each other's strength, Lin Moumou's arrogance can mean that he can fight ten level six players like Ping Tou Ge.
The feeling at this time is like facing the armored man's bloody corpse on the dark sea that can be resurrected almost endlessly. It's really hard to describe the depression and frustration.
What's going on? What's the rate at which my boss's attack power can be converted into your blood regeneration speed?
The flat-headed brother stumbled and swayed in place. The dislocated bones moved and connected under the skin at a speed that could be seen with the naked eye, gradually putting them back together. The broken tooth was also spit out by it, but it obviously did not grow again.
The possibility of getting one.
Lin Chou often sees this kind of operation on evolved people, and the healing speed is so fast that it is not surprising.
But considering that a few minutes ago it looked seriously injured and dying...
mmp, but where does it get the energy to sustain itself? Is it possible that every hair is a source generator?
Dying from exhaustion or starvation can be regarded as a relatively easy-to-understand method among evolvers. Although it is not many, it is definitely not a lot. After all, humans, even evolvers, do not have the ability to chew standard source crystals.
The most you can do is to carry some food with abundant origin and low-level magic plant essences with you.
But the same goes for alien beasts and humans!
Everyone is carbon-based, right?
Why is your flat-headed brother so stubborn...
Are there any Gou-based creatures?
However, there are no eggs...
Now is not the time to talk about this, Brother Pingtou has already walked towards Lin Chou.
The flat-headed brother who had just experienced Lin Chou's violent output was not as well injured as it seemed. He had to stop and take several breaths every step he took.
In this way, just a few steps seem to be extremely long and tortured.
Lin Chou touched his pocket:
No buns.
No money meat.
There are no chicken feathers like Master Sanhuang.
"Then...it's time to take a look at Brother Flathead's mouth...Fortunately, Brother Flathead is a tidy person...the smell in his mouth is actually not that bad..."
It's fruity and has a bit of honey sweetness, which is pretty good.
A beep is inappropriate.
Lin Chou's little body, which weighs more than 200 pounds and still looks dry and skinny, is left here. Not just anyone can flatten or round it.
If Brother Pingtou's ability is a palace-level "+1s", then Lin Chou is simply a pervert with nearly invincible defense on the physical level.
His power system does not rely on origin, alienation or inner energy at all. It belongs to the human flesh engine series. When he has power, he must have a matching body that can command this power like an arm.
Lin Chou or the system was unreasonable and turned all offense and defense into a confrontation of strength without any technical content.
As long as the actual strength value does not exceed him by too much, the effect of any level A falling on this guy will only be "painful", "very painful" and "extremely painful", completely missing all damage.
——Do not break the defense.
In other words:
Lin Chou's strength is equal to both attack power and defense power. Assuming this value is 100, then the opponent punches Lin Chou in the face. Only when his strength value reaches 101 can he cause effective damage to Lin Chou.
This is one of the reasons why Lin Chou is completely justified.
At least until now, he hasn't seen Brother Flathead have any attack methods other than Flat-A.
Haha~
Even if a first-level evolver with a special bloodline ability comes here, the chance of Lin Chou being beaten on the spot will be greater than the crazy output of the sixth-level flat-headed brother.
Well, Brother Flathead's perverted survivability is already outrageous enough. If you add an attack-oriented bloodline ability...
"Ding! The opponent's Ax King turned on the 'Berserker's Roar' against the 'Void' and used the 'Killing Blade' on you. You are dead!"
Go wild dogs and see the gods~
Why, even a pair of cast-iron men with big waists can't bear this grievance!
However, when Brother Flathead finally walked up to Lin Chou, he did not swallow Lin Chou into his mouth again and chew it.
It looked at Lin Chou with thoughtful eyes, as if it was about to make a difficult decision.
Lin Chou put on a scoundrel look and collapsed on the ground. Xianyu said,
"Hey, do you have a toothache?"
If Brother Flathead could understand people, I'm afraid he wouldn't have a cerebral hemorrhage on the spot.
Finally, Brother Flathead spit out a bolt of lightning from his mouth.
Lin Chou thought that Brother Pingtou had finally seen through his fragile nature with zero magic defense, and broke out in a cold sweat.
As a result, the lightning turned around above his head,
"Boom~"
Several bolts of lightning struck the same space in succession, and then disappeared illogically and quickly when they were at their most brilliant.
"This is..."
Centered on the "point" in mid-air that was struck by lightning, the air fluctuated like water waves.
Then, that point seemed to be leaking, and the mist "seeped" from it, spreading in all directions along the water waves, twisting, and suddenly turning into a vortex with a diameter of ten meters.
How could Lin Chou not notice this familiar taste and feeling?
“What the hell is this fog nightmare teleportation??”
A flat-headed brother actually activated the mist nightmare teleportation technology that currently only Void Beasts and Luanshan people can master?
Damn...
Compared with it, Mingguang Research Institute should collectively eat shit!
The flat-headed brother squinted his eyes, revealing an unusual humanity and eagerness, and then flicked his tail and sucked Lin Chou into the whirlpool of the nightmare.
As usual, it's a turbulent road that makes people feel dizzy, nauseous and vomiting.
"Pa~"
Lin Chou fell out of the fog nightmare portal and hit the ground with a crisp sound.
Lin Chou was most familiar with this sound - it was the sound of water.
Lin Chou looked around and found that he was on a calm surface of water, with mist surging in all directions. Even with his true vision, he couldn't see much distance.
Then, Brother Flathead jumped out of the whirlpool, splashing with water.
Brother Flathead stared blankly at Lin Chou lying on the water, his eyes inexplicable, and he swam around Lin Chou for several weeks.
Lin Chou: "..."
He was as scurrying as the orangutan in the zoo who was being watched aggressively.
Brother Flathead freed up a paw, pressed Lin Chou's belly and pushed him under the water.
"Wow~"
The strength of Brother Flathead is so great that it can suppress the water surface of hundreds of meters in radius.
Brother Pingtou seemed to have discovered a new world, pressing Lin Chou rhythmically, and then turned back to carefully observe the water surface that rose and fell with the rhythm.
Lin Chou's face was all green,
"Hey, hey, have you had enough fun?"
Lin Chou's physical strength recovered quickly. As long as he had one more mouthful of exotic animal meat, he was sure to turn over this flat head with one hand.
In fact, Lin Chou is planning to find an opportunity to have a shaved head, killing two birds with one stone, right?
It was impossible to beat him to death. Lin Chou would drag Brother Flathead back to the animal pen and give him a leg today and a whip tomorrow...
"Hehehehe!"
Please forgive this upright guy for laughing out loud in an inappropriate situation.
Brother Flathead finally had enough fun and slowly swam forward while holding Lin Chou in his mouth.
The word "slowly" is actually calculated based on the size of the flat-head brother. Lin Chou felt that he had become a sampan riding the wind and waves - he was the little sharp point used to break through the wind and waves.
It is also upside down, with the feet in front of the head and the back of the head, and the water poured in through the nostrils is measured in liters.
About half an hour later, something different appeared on the unchanging water, like a tower-shaped shadow.
"Man-made building?"
Lin Chou was shocked, where is he...
When Brother Flathead saw the tower-shaped shadow hidden in the fog, he immediately accelerated his speed and swam straight in that direction.
Two minutes later, Brother Flathead repeated his old trick and whipped Lin Chou to the top of the "tower" with his tail, then climbed up.
This is a huge, irregular, four-sided platform made up of the bones of various creatures, or it is like a pyramid with the tip broken off. The upper surface is uneven and full of stubble.
The tower floats on the water contrary to common sense, without any shaking, as if it has roots rooted into the water.
There are an extremely rich variety of bones that make up the tower, including primates, reptiles, fish bones, birds... and even humans.
The bones seem to be very fresh, some still have bloody tooth marks, some have smoked gray and grilled shreds of meat, and some have been boiled...
Lin Chou, who had been drained of all his physical strength, couldn't help but lick his lips.
"It looks delicious...wait a minute...this thing...looks familiar..."
Brother Flathead didn't care about this, he came up and slapped Lin Chou directly into the countertop, causing the bones to fly everywhere.
It sticks out its still bleeding tongue,
"Suck, suck, suck~"
Lin Chou was covered in blood.
Then, the flat-headed brother retreated a certain distance.
It stood upright, held its paws towards Lin Chou, and bent down.
A bow.
Two bows.
Three bows.
Lin Chou is in a panic, there are so many dramas,
"Stop bowing... Damn it... I won't be sending you to the bridal chamber soon..."
Brother Pingtou ignored Lin Chou, bowed eight times in his direction, and roared in an inexplicable tone that seemed to have some regularity.
"Oh~
Oh oh~
Ah hiss, hiss, hiss~"
Lin Chou was silent.
The picture looks more familiar...
When the flame texture of red and blue intertwined appeared on Brother Flathead's body, as if burning, Lin Chou finally remembered why he felt a strange sense of familiarity.
(Isn’t this the big-breasted sister’s home, the bone altar of the Blood God tribe!)
(Is this a sinkhole?)
(Why on earth is this flat-headed brother going to sacrifice me to heaven? To the Blood God? But the so-called ‘Blood God’ is clearly taking the tribe’s praying girl to live in my small restaurant with salted fish...)
(Why the hell are you sacrificing me?)
Lin Chou couldn't figure out what was going on with this weird guy with a flat head.
"Knock, no wonder the fighting power is so ferocious. The origin of this guy seems not that simple."
Just when Lin Chou was thinking wildly, something suddenly went wrong in Brother Pingtou's "Sacrifice to Heaven" ceremony.
A bolt of bloody lightning that was exactly the same as the one that appeared when ordinary people awakened, and even the breath was exactly the same, struck straight down.
"Buzz~"
Lightning as thin as hair fell on Lin Chou's chest and disappeared.
The powerful voltage caused Lin Chou's chopped hair to explode. He glanced at his chest, but there was no change.
"Eh...but..."
Lin Chou felt like a battery being recharged. His strength quickly returned and his hunger disappeared sharply.
If he continues in this state, he will be full of energy again within three to five minutes.
Brother Pingtou stared blankly at the sky. The concentration on his expression and the piety in his posture made Lin Chou feel that this strange beast was like a magic stick looking forward to the gift from the gods after the sacrifice.
This feeling is so weird.
Apart from Gungun, this was the first time Lin Chou had seen an alien beast with such a high IQ - it was similar to the 18-meter-tall man in front of him who was covered in stupid hair.
Just as Brother Flathead's eyes gradually lost sight, a dazzling, burning golden flame drifted down from the mist and fell in front of Brother Flathead.
The center of the golden flame was wrapped in a feather.
All kind words can be applied to this indescribably gorgeous piece of feathers. Just seeing this piece of feathers, Lin Chou felt like he was being suppressed from the soul level.
The owner of this feather is definitely a higher-level being than the sixth level.
There is almost an illusion that we are facing another level of life, just like mortals looking up to gods.
Breathtaking, desirable, and coveted.
Lin Chou murmured to himself,
"Steamed, braised, stewed, grilled, stewed, stewed with marinated sauce...ahhhh..."
There is no doubt that Lin Chou is going crazy.
Once this mentality appeared, Ling Yu, wrapped in light and golden flames, immediately lost its sacred aura in Lin Chou's eyes.
Lin Chou was thinking:
"No matter how gorgeous the appearance is, it can't change the fact that this is a bird that is about to shed its fetal feathers, but why are these feathers so big??"
The color of the feathers is light white, with bright yellow unfaded lanugo hair on them, which is very eye-catching.
Calculated based on the size of the feathers, the size of this immature bird creature will completely crush four dogs, measured in units of ten meters!
The next second, Lin Chou blurted out,
"Little yellow chicken, it's that little yellow chicken!"
From what he saw with his own eyes, to the previous time when several evolvers were melted into the car, to the changes in the sinkhole, the encounter with the ancestral land in Niulan Mountain, and the description of the blind old man, Lin Chou had heard and seen countless times about this little yellow
Everything about chickens can be turned into a script.
What the hell...
If the blood god tribe of the big-breasted sister came back to restart the altar to worship the heaven and blood god, Lin Chou would recognize it. What does it mean to have a flat head?!
While Lin Chou was still in a daze, the violent sound of wind penetrated his eardrums, and a colorful tiger with wings fell from the sky and landed on the altar.
It was exuding scalding heat, and was panting heavily—probably due to its rapid flight.
The scar on the big tiger's wing made Lin Chou's mouth ache.
"Hehe... Hehe... Hello, Brother Tiger..."
——If I remember correctly, this scar was made by him.
In the words of the blind old man, this winged tiger was transformed once in the "return to its ancestral land" and is an extraordinary beast.
After all, when the ancestral land appeared that time, only the winged tiger emerged from it.
The winged tiger didn't pay any attention to Lin Chou, but just stared blankly at Brother Flathead, or rather at the golden feathers in front of Brother Flathead. The meaning of longing, annoyance, and anger was so rich that Lin Chou could see all of it.
Various.
The late Big Tiger's eyes met Brother Flathead's, and his "expression" suddenly changed. His eyes were instantly filled with outright hatred, and he wanted to eat his flesh.