"So you are just a character fixed by the mantis god, just like the person in the photo?"
Wait, did Sidra say before that the mantis he saw in the desperate grassland was the embodiment of the opponent's activation ability?
Doesn’t that mean...?
He asked slightly nervously and hesitantly: "Am I a real person now...or a "photo"?"
Sidra smiled: "What would you do if I said 'photo'?"
Ren's heart tightened at first, but he immediately realized that if he was a "photo", where would the real person be?
Some concerns are confusing.
But this ability is scary enough.
"No, I still don't understand, what is the reason for this mantis god to do this?"
Knowing that your talent is bad means knowing that your talent is that bad.
When Ren thought about it, the bad image was the same. Then he thought about getting weaker. Wasn't the main reason for seeing Sidra too weak? There seemed to be some threat now, so it was necessary.
Ren shook his head: "I just want to."
"Do you think their world is quite peaceful now? Does he want to rule the world?"
Bao Yi covered his chest: It's over, it hurts even more.
"It's hard to say. If you don't like this person from the future, wouldn't you take action? Just like me, huh, when I first appeared, if something hadn't happened, I would have gone on a killing spree.
No one present at the time could escape, especially you."
Ren understood: the camera worked, but the photos were distorted.
"Speaking of qualifications, it's okay to have a bad image of this boy Shaoyuan sitting next to him in the past two days. It's just that I don't think he looks anything like you back then. But you also paid careless attention."
"So what is his identity?"
Sidra blinked: "Is it him? You've also heard of people who wear armor and run around. You thought he got the power from collecting these things."
I noticed another problem: "He messed up!"
"Then it takes pictures?" Renn felt that the "photos" he developed would not destroy the world.
Photographer? Like to take pictures?
"What?"
"Hmph, since you are the weakest, it means you are not the weakest race. Of course, the other non-human races are all advanced creatures!"
"Why does he need to be weaker?"
Sidra's answer was very straightforward, which made Ren feel resentful.
Sidra said casually: "He is getting weaker just by beating him. As for him, he has a chance. His poor qualifications mean that his body has not been eroded by these higher creatures. Maybe he can be saved as an individual.
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Bao Yi stood up: "Who is the one who attacked these seven places recently and snatched away the remains of the Bear God??"
Ren couldn't help but complain: He was killing a god, and he wanted to make it look like he was not squeezing a worm to death! And he was still fighting the bear god! The two gods were like that
Did it fall off?
Although she had seen it, Sidra said it very confidently, as if she was sure that the true form of her "photo" could definitely kill the Mantis God.
Ren was suddenly enlightened. No wonder he said he almost started killing people later: "Why did I kill you again then?"
Sidra smiled strangely: "I know that not a long time has passed since you were here. I'm talking about your name, and you haven't even left a trace of your deeds or legends. So no matter how you were originally, you are still a very important figure in history."
That’s all.”
Sidra put the clothes on and complained: "This useless insect is capable enough. You don't have any small flaws when you look at it."
"He wants to protect the whole world?"
"What if he wants to coach you?" Renn felt that there should be no common words among geniuses.
The boy sitting next to you?
Renn, who had just been despised for his qualifications, felt heartbroken.
"And why does he have to become so weak?"
"Have you."
"I am just an existence fixed at a certain moment. What happened before that is not Han Hu, it is past and it is guesswork. When this insect encounters you, it will definitely not die. It is past while you are following.
This bear secretly activated its ability during the battle. If he died at your hands before that, what would freeze him would be the remaining ability in this stump."
Ren noticed that I was not in a good mood and asked Sidra again about his identity: "He has no grudge against these gods?"
Sidra waved her hand: "Yes, it will naturally become weaker as you hit it."
"No grudge?" Sidra heard this and said with a sneer: "Oh, it can be considered as no grudge. It should be said that you have no grudge against a small number of people. After all, we all live in this world, and food and
The land is in his hands, not yours. If you and your people live a worse life, they will have to live a worse life. If he wants a worse life, you will have a worse life."
Ren suddenly thought that he has been troubled by the issue of strength recently. There is no powerful person in his eyes who can kill gods randomly. What if he could ask for advice?
Bao Yi shook his head again: "I have that ability."
Sidra scratched the hair on his forehead and said nonchalantly: "Who knows what a bug is thinking, maybe it hopes that I will come out and destroy the world."
Renn nodded: So I am an extreme racist, and I have failed.
While Ren was deep in thought, Bad Image Sidra suddenly thought of something:
But I heard Sidra say again: "Besides, because of this useless insect, I don't know how long your state can last. Think about it since you are the original body, and the original body is probably dead long ago, why do you still care about such a bad thing?"
Otherwise, after the change, all other species that appear in front of you will die."
"Um..." Ren rubbed his hands and tried to keep a smile on his face: "Um, I want to ask you, how did he become so weak? Is there anything I can teach you?"
"Higher creatures...are still human beings..."
But his "waste bug ability is good" is not too much. One day in the future, the "photo" of himself framed by a large stump of a limb is developed, and it turns out that it is broken. This will be less embarrassing.
.
I know why. After hearing this, Ren wanted to punch me. As a singer, he knew that if his words spread, he would avoid destroying the house.
Sidra smiled inexplicably and shook his head: "It doesn't make any sense anymore. You have been a product of Youchao's power. During that time, I checked various information and found a character who can correspond to you."
Ren coughed twice. Since he said it, he probably wouldn't fight.
Speaking of that, Sidra showed an annoyed look on her face. I pulled up my clothes a little, and saw that my abdomen was broken into several pieces like glass. The pieces were even completely separated from each other, with no cracks in the middle.
My little finger is narrow, so I know how I maintain that condition.
"Who wants to become weak?"
"Where is that praying mantis now?"
Anya?
"Wait!"
Ren was reluctant to accept it: "It's just no skills at all, it's all talent?"