Rebel Demon King

For everyone, this is the most important trial in life, bar none.

Except Cheng Mo.

Everyone tensed up their nerves and body, trying their best to avoid the overwhelming flying props and the musical instruments that would fall from above their heads from time to time. Those thick and heavy things are definitely not tools for playing notes, but kitchen utensils that can smash people into strange shapes.

Cheng Mo should have stayed out of it, but when he was in it, it was hard for him to relax. The atmosphere was so tight that the air didn't feel like gas, but like some kind of solidified colloid. It clung to the limbs of others, stiffening their movements. It clogs their ears and makes all sounds distant. It even fills their brains, making thinking unable to keep up with action.

Even Cheng Mo was affected to some extent. Although the surroundings were so noisy and full of countless noises, he felt that the world was extremely quiet, as if he were in the depths of the sea. The shock arrived in the form of shocks and was conveyed to the nerve center by his body, limbs, skin and eyes, rather than being transmitted directly to the brain through the eardrums. He observed the zombie-like evasive postures of the others, even more nervous than they were. Seeing that even Rebecca had made some inappropriate mistakes and failed to avoid two sparks and a laser, he felt that he should do something or say something to relieve the fear-dominated situation. atmosphere.

So he asked loudly and leisurely: "Instructor, why did you choose the name 'Bloody Mary'?"

Rebecca took some time out of her busy schedule to take a look at Cheng Mo, and found that this student was much more relaxed than she was. He didn't even open the energy shield, and relied solely on subtle body movements to dodge the dense flying props without any trace of them. The unnecessary movements were so leisurely that it made people jealous, and she felt dissatisfied that she couldn't get angry at all.

Of course, he was not dissatisfied with Cheng Mo, but he was dissatisfied with his students who were not as good as him. But this dissatisfaction will inevitably spread to the initiator.

"If you are free, you can think about how to write an epitaph instead of inquiring into the privacy of a female instructor who is not familiar with you."

"To be honest, your ID is not very good. 'Bloody Mary' is probably equivalent to the name 'Melancholy Cixi' in China?"

Rebecca glared at Cheng Mo and said fiercely: "Do you know how to be polite?" She stepped lightly, and a long-broken stone slab under her feet flew up like a blade, towards Cheng Mo's The direction drifted over, "If you don't understand, I will rudely ask you to shut up!"

A stone slab of this speed would naturally not pose any threat to Cheng Mo. He took a small step forward just a few tenths of a second before the slate, which was fluttering in the wind like paper, was about to hit his face. From a visual perspective, it was as if he had turned into a phantom, or something like this. The stone slab itself was a piece of light, and he passed through it easily. As if he had never encountered anything before, he continued walking forward casually, blinked at Rebecca who looked surprised, and then said with a smile: "Instructor, I thought the name was Bloody Mary." The girls will be gentler, so they will be cute in contrast."

Rebecca put away her surprised expression, looked at him seriously while dodging, and then nodded and said: "I take back my prejudice against you, you have something. But it's not enough. If you take it lightly, reality will soon come true." I will educate you and make you pay for your actions.”

Cheng Mo raised his head slightly, looked at the "Tower of Babel" at the end of the road, and said as if talking to himself: "Many years ago, when I entered the 'Land of Ruins', I had a feeling that made you think that all this It is just a game. It will use dreamlike scenes and unimagined historical plots to immerse you in it, making you feel that you are different, and give you the illusion that I am the protagonist of this world and that I am omnipotent. It It will make you forget that you are not a carrier. You cannot be resurrected indefinitely. In fact, you only have one life like other ordinary people. At this time, it will give you a fatal blow unexpectedly and engulf you." He said , "I have never forgotten that both the Chosen One system and the Land of Ruins are obscure and unknown to us. The inner world is beautiful and has infinite possibilities. In fact, it is much scarier than the outside world. But most Ouroboros owners don't realize this, they really think they are the 'Chosen One'."

Cheng Mo said this sarcastic statement very calmly, simply stating the facts, but in such an environment and scene, it's true that old cows can't give birth to babies, so they are so awesome.

Li Rongxuan and Jin Zhuji, who were busy dealing with the various flying props coming at them, couldn't help but take a moment to look at him in their busy schedule. The little eyes in each one's eyes gave a sense of humor as if an excellent student was watching an inferior student pretend to be a cup in class. Translated into camera language, it is roughly: "Look at this fool, do you know that we are going to die soon, why are you still pretending?"

Rebecca sneered: "Since you know, please pay attention to the instrument on your head. Don't get smashed to death. Only then can you be qualified to say these words."

Cheng Mo smiled. He didn't look at the violin that was hitting him in the air, and he didn't make any movements. He just passed by the falling violin as if he was acting normally. Amidst the roar, he didn't even look at the violin that was smashed on the marble road behind him, nor did he try to avoid the laser-like sparks and bullet-like gravel. The people around him blocked many flying props. No one could notice his movements, they could only see those amazingly fast things, as if they had eyes, rushing past him one after another without even touching him. It seemed that he was possessed by a super koi carp. generally.

"No one is more qualified than me to say such a thing." Cheng Mo continued to attract the attention of others, instructing like a gold medal lecturer, "Everyone, you still have to remember that you can get Ouroboros through Screening, but this is not the end, it is just the beginning. Natural selection-like evolution really begins from the moment you get Ouroboros. If you have a game mentality, or you do not have the determination to reach the end of the world, You will be eliminated sooner or later. Ouroboros is for those brave people who dare to realize the dream of the universe. If you just want to be a strong person who dominates others, you are not worthy of it."

There is no problem in saying these words from Lucifer's mouth, and everyone deserves a standing ovation, and even tears in their eyes. But coming out of Ahan's mouth, that's not the case.

Rebecca probably thought that Cheng Mo was the kind of neurotic who had an excessive amount of self-awareness. She shook her head speechlessly and ignored Cheng Mo. The gap between her and Cheng Mo's ranks was too far, and it was not enough to realize how different Cheng Mo was through this moment. With Magnus' experience, she probably still felt that he, like Magnus, relied on high-level skills and equipment to ignore low-level damage, plus good luck, and indeed a certain level of skill, so he appeared. Everything is avoiding his image.

All in all, everything is within reasonable limits.

It's not so much that she didn't notice it, it's more that she couldn't believe it.

In addition, she did not realize that she and other students had relaxed mentally and physically. They were not as stiff as at the beginning when they were threatened by death, and they did not even dare to do any technical movements, even in the face of Flying props with low damage are also a thankless task in maxing out defense.

But none of this mattered. Cheng Mo's stimulation had an immediate effect. Because of him, Rebecca found her confidence, her movements became smoother, and her thinking became clearer. Not only did she speed up, but she also opened her mouth to give detailed tips and instructions to others, and the atmosphere in the entire team suddenly became much more normal.

Even Jaiswal and Jiejie, who had been trembling with fear and whose movements were similar to the pole zombies and iron barrel zombies in "Plants vs. Zombies", recovered their strength, reactivated their appearance, and started talking nonsense.

"Oh my God! Khan! How could you offend the instructor? Such a beautiful female instructor?"

Jiejie turned to look at him, with an expression that was not only shocked, but also distressed that if you were so rich, you could easily capture all these girls.

Jaiswal also said angrily: "Your pretentious skills are simply a negative! Look at Magnus, he still showed off his micro skills and proved that he is really good. You What? You pretend to be the king of strong talk, but you still talk empty lies! Are you fooled by Kant? Do you really think there is anything worthy of awe in morality and the starry sky above your head? If online novels are written according to your routine, readers will Escaped!"

"careful!"

Cheng Mo raised his foot and lightly kicked Jiejie and Jaiswal's butts each like lightning. The two of them rushed forward and almost fell, but they just managed to avoid the laser that shot from above.

"Khan~ what are you doing?" Jiejie didn't even realize that he almost turned into a corpse just now.

Jaiswal also glanced at the leisurely and contented Cheng Mo unhappily. Probably because he didn't want to offend the sponsor father who had just paid the money to join the group, he held back and said nothing.

Cheng Mo shrugged, "I'm helping you."

"No, you just want to take the opportunity to kick us in the face." Jiejie said angrily.

"Am I that kind of person?"

"It looks like it!" Jaiswal said loudly.

Jiejie also looked at Cheng Mo and nodded hurriedly.

Cheng Mo shouted fiercely: "Watch your steps."

Somewhat caught off guard, the two people hurriedly turned back, subconsciously jumped up and jumped over the suddenly steaming caltrops under their feet. After landing, Jiejie patted his chest and said with fear: "FXXK, luckily I reacted quickly enough."

"Didn't I remind you?" Cheng Mo teased.

"If you didn't insist on chatting with us, we wouldn't be distracted." Jiejie complained.

Even Cheng Mo was stunned by Jiejie's ability to knock him down. He said with a shocked face: "I asked you to chat?"

"FXXK, stop talking to us, don't distract us." Jaiswal ducked down to avoid the flute that passed over his head. After he straightened up, he shouted loudly while running, "Don't even think about using this kind of thing." Defeat us with your moves! We are the strongest gladiators who have gone through countless hell trainings!"

Cheng Mo made an "OK" gesture. He wanted to do this without saying a word.

While talking, the three people at the back did not stop moving forward. It's just that Jaiswal and Jiejie, the strongest gladiators who have been tested for a long time, did not perform at the corresponding level. Like everyone else, they were embarrassed to avoid amidst thousands of rocks, thousands of sparks and rain of lasers. Playing musical instruments falling from the sky. Everyone did not care about maintaining formation, and ran as fast as they could on the marble road that was constantly undulating like rolling waves. Amidst the roar, people kept making muffled grunts of being hit. Occasionally, people were pierced by lasers through the energy shield, and stumbled to the side of the road and behind.

In line with the principle of saving everyone he could, Cheng Mo gave great assistance to others, and miraculously no one died along the way. No one noticed that this person had resisted almost everyone else's mistakes and was concentrating on avoiding the attack from the huge angel sculpture. No one had the time to pay attention to him at the back of the team.

Only Li Rongxuan and Rebecca occasionally glanced at him pretending to be casual, but as the speed and frequency of the Angel Colossus' attacks became faster and faster, and Cheng Mo could keenly catch their gazes every time, He would look back at them and smile at them. Li Rongxuan and Rebecca no longer paid attention to him in their spare time.

Cheng Mo is also very interested in the current level of young people. This team can be regarded as the elite of contemporary young gladiators and is worthy of observation.

In his opinion, most students rely too much on sparring, leading to the fact that even basic skills such as carrier control in high-speed movements cannot pass the passing mark.

This point is even more obvious among the Europeans and Americans concentrated in the front. They are all scurrying up and down among the flying lasers and chopped off musical instruments. Their movements are large and fast. They look colorful and colorful. But they basically rely on energy shields and health bars to resist low-level damage, rather than using refined body movements to avoid them.

For example, Magnus, who has been rushing at the front, is a typical example. He wears a set of metal equipment that looks like football protective gear, maintains a high speed, follows Nicholas, yells and screams, ignores the rocks and sparks, look. He is braver than the leader Nicholas.

In fact, he is so brave because he is equipped with high-level protective gear and AAA-level "rigid body" skills, and at the same time, he is constantly taking potions to replenish energy and stamina. This is a very typical play style of a rich man, not that he is very skilled.

In contrast, the sticks not far away from Chengmo maintained a stable speed, neither fast nor slow, moving in a small range, wandering among musical instruments, sparks and gravel, showing good performance. Basic skills.

Among them, the one who surprised Cheng Mo the most was Li Rongxuan. She was tossing and turning on the tumbling marble road. Every time she swayed her body slightly and decelerated and accelerated unnoticeably, she avoided the shrapnel-like objects that were basically irregular. Gravel and Mars. Her slender figure is swaying like a willow in the wind. It is not very conspicuous, but it is full of rhythm. It has a dance-like beauty when you look closely.

This fully shows that Li Rongxuan's basic skills are very solid, and he has worked hard to improve the standardization of fine movements. He can be called a textbook, and he can definitely achieve excellent evaluation here in Cheng Mo.

Next is Kim Joo-ki. Kim Joo-ki's basic skills are also very good, but his movements are still not as standard as Li Rongxuan's.

These basic things actually do not require understanding and spirituality, but only the patience of repeated practice. After practicing to this extent, Li Rongxuan was not as willful, unruly and squeamish as he expected. This was completely different from his speculation about Li Rongxuan. Her inner pain, struggle, and world-weariness she showed were not just moaning for nothing.

Cheng Mo once again determined that he could not really understand everyone. Perhaps human psychology was not a real science. It only had reference significance, rather than certain truths such as formulas or laws.

"Don't talk about others, how do I understand myself? If I understand my true self, I won't always behave in a way that is infinitely different from who I think I am." He thought with self-mockery, "It seems that I don't care much about this kind of thing. , because I have always made the right choice, so what kind of person I am becomes less important. All along, I always seem to have made the most rational choice, but in reality? I just hide my feelings In a box of rationality and pragmatism. I am not a perfectly rational person.”

"You can take a break ahead!" Jiejie, who was sweating profusely, shouted, and cheers came from the front.

Cheng Mo looked forward. The first group of people at the front were about to reach the fountain garden that symbolized the end of the marble road. It was said to be a garden, but in fact it was a square with a fountain. He remembered clearly that in the center of the square was a circular pool with a few metal lotus leaves. A black jade-carved tadpole was hidden under the lotus leaves. The light and shadow changed, and they seemed to be swimming. There are many emerald-like gem frogs squatting on the lotus leaves, occasionally spraying water. In the middle of the pool is half a sculpture. The sculpture only has one pair of legs flying in the air, and a slanted half body holding an iron rod in its right hand. The waist, chest, left arm, and head are all missing.

When he was promoted to the Chosen One, Baghdad was still a war-torn place. Even though he lived in a hotel in the Green Zone and took many safety measures, he still did not dare to take it lightly. Therefore, he bought a guide on the Shadow Network and used it as quickly as possible. Clearance.

At that time, he walked to the foot of the Tower of Babel and was completely shocked by the tall tower that went straight into the clouds. He didn't pay much attention to the square. In addition, time did not allow for it. He just checked it briefly. Without studying it carefully, he passed by the square and went straight to Tower of Babel.

At this time, the road connecting the square was damaged, and the square was also affected. The marble engraved with patterns and images was shattered to pieces, and the circular pool built of white jade in the center of the square also cracked into three irregular petals. The water in the pool dried up, leaving only the metal lotus leaves standing upright with the emerald frog squatting in the huge pool. Many of those lifelike black jade tadpoles fell to the cracked bottom of the pool and scattered in a circle around the base. The base of the statue was completely exposed after the water dried up. It's no wonder that the base was intact. It was a golden metal ball with simple scale patterns engraved on it. There was a thick metal rod inserted into the ground below. , and above is the damaged sculpture.

When he was promoted to the Chosen One last time, the metal ball base was submerged in the turquoise water and surrounded by metal lotus leaves. It was completely in the blind spot of the field of vision. When it was completely exposed, Cheng Mo could see something strange at a glance. In the center of the ball, where all the scales were facing, there was a strange depression. The two sides of the depression were fan-shaped, and there were twisted lines in the middle. , this distorted depression has obvious traces of objects being forcibly peeled off around it.

Judging from the shape, it seems that some important logo or symbolic figure has been inlaid on it.

If it were anyone else, they would definitely not be able to imagine what it looked like without finding the stripped object, but Cheng Mo recognized it at a glance as the "Devil Alcorn" logo embedded on it. Since the base is inlaid with the logo of "Devil Alkon", the one standing on the base should also be his statue.

In the "Land of Asgard Ruins", also known as the "Land of Black Death Ruins", he once encountered the true form of "Demon Alkon", a dragon with two wings hovering on its back, which is what it says on its logo. image of.

In ancient Europe, "Demon Alkon" was called "Guardian Agtes", and he also had another identity as "Hermes" holding a snake staff.

In the "Sacred Classics", it is the "seraph" that fell with Lucifer - the "Seven-tone Serpent".

Regardless of his identity, it is natural and logical for "Devil Alkan" to appear here.

Cheng Mo's heart trembled, and he suddenly realized what he had almost ignored.

The moment the memories and messages flashed through his mind, Magnus let out an excited roar of "Oh!" and passed Nicholas at the front. Like a long-distance runner sprinting to the finish line, he raised his hands and rushed into the foot of the Tower of Babel first. circular square.

According to the guide, the "square" surrounding the Tower of Babel is a safe area. But anything can happen in "Blood Moon Mode", and Magnus did not relax his vigilance, but the attack was too subtle. An emerald frog squatting on a rusty metal lotus leaf appeared unnoticed. The corner jumped up, as fast as a flash of green lightning, and went straight to Magnus' head.

Magnus has always been on guard. His defense is still at full capacity. The light shield energy value is 100%, the helmet defense value is 100%, and the armor defense value is slightly lower, also at 94%. Even so, he did not take it lightly. He raised his right hand and shot out a thick beam of light from his confident palm, instantly engulfing the small emerald frog.

"'Light of Annihilation'?"

"Magnus is actually equipped with the strongest attack skill that a gladiator can equip!"

"Isn't that too arrogant?" Amid the exclamations of the crowd, before Magnus had time to show off, a cloud of green mist exploded from the white beam of light that was supposed to "annihilate" any matter. The mist spread extremely quickly. Quickly, before anyone else could blink, the green mist enveloped Magnus.

The miserable howl in the green mist was like an alarm, forcing everyone to stop at the edge of the garden. Even Magnus, who was equipped with such luxurious equipment, could not carry it. No one had the courage to go up and try to see how powerful this humble little frog was.

Nicholas, who was standing at the edge of the square, had no intention of saving Magnus. Instead, he raised his hand and shot a red light at the emerald frog in the pool, detonating it into green mist. Others have completely forgotten the instructors' previous instructions not to make decisions without authorization. They all followed suit and fired their skills at the frogs in the pond, even the black tadpoles lying on the bottom of the pond and jumping around.

It was too late for Nicholas to stop him, and he could only watch helplessly as the green mist exploded by a group of emerald frogs rushed toward them like a flood.

"Go back!"

Nicholas did not turn around, but kicked his feet, spread his wings from his back, and flew backwards. The other two instructors, seeing that the situation was not good, also rushed backward from the air against the rain of gravel, sparks and lasers.

The instructors could fly and run away, but the students who did not have flying skills could only run back in front of the green mist rushing towards them like a wild wave. When they turned around, they collided with the students who were rushing forward behind them. The scene was extremely chaotic, like a melee between two rugby teams competing against each other. Headbutts, shoulder to shoulder, leg kicks. The stronger one knocked over the weaker one, and mercilessly stepped on the opponent's body and squeezed him backwards. Some of them hugged each other and fell to the ground, becoming a stepping stone for others. There were also some who were picked up by several people and involuntarily retreated, resulting in a tragic stampede.

The stampede accident was nothing to the carriers. The tragedy was that they just froze for a moment before the huge and heavy musical instrument fell from their heads.

The noisy command voice, the pain of being hit, and the miserable howl corroded by the green mist echoed under the bloody moonlight. Two giant angel statues standing at the end of the road on both sides holding harps chopped down the harps hard and fast. It was like a chef chopping meat with a kitchen knife in his hand. Again and again, the students who were crowded together and those who fell on the ground were unable to escape. They were chopped into flying bones and minced meat, red and white. , sticky, hard various things sprayed like mud. The bright red blood and pieces of flesh were sprinkled all over the faces and bodies of the gladiators who had escaped the disaster. Some of them were still holding in their hands the stumps of the opponents that had not flown out. They had beating organs on their heads and shoulders. The scene was bloody. The carrier even reacted by retching.

Everything happened too fast, and there was no warning at all. Cheng Mo happened to be caught up in flashes of thinking again, and was unable to stop it all from happening in time.

At this point in time, he had no choice but to stop and follow Rebecca to find a blind spot where the Angel Colossus instrument could not attack. He dodged the laser and watched the tragic scene unfold in front of him.

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The spectators in the sports center and on the Internet also witnessed the tragic scene as if they were on the scene.

The blood moon that was about to break was like a spotlight, shining brightly on this short road. The color of the blood flowing freely on the cracked marble road seemed to be more red, and the thick blood was flowing along the road. It was flowing through the cracked gap, as if a steady stream of blood was seeping out from the ground. Broken white bones and scarlet flesh were scattered all over the ground. The corpse lying on the ground looked like a rat that had been chopped to death, leaving only a shriveled skin. The underground machine was still running. It was like a steel millstone, biting something hard and grinding continuously. The sound conveyed a sense of despair, as if a person who was about to die had an irregular heartbeat.

Sitting in the VIP viewing room, you can hear the huge tidal wave of screams in the competition center. Some tourists with weak resistance fainted due to severe shock and were carried out on stretchers by ambulance personnel. The scene was too cruel, far beyond the R-rated level, and many people quickly chose to leave.

Li Jixiu on the sofa almost fainted. Her palms, soles of feet and body were all covered in sweat. It was obviously very hot in the room, but she clenched her hands and was shivering.

"Fortunately, it's okay. Fortunately, it's okay." Li Jixiu raised her hands in front of her forehead, closed her eyes and prayed softly, "O Creator! Please save my daughter! Please save this poor child! Even if you use I can exchange my life for it."

Bai Xiuxiu had seen scenes ten thousand times more tragic than this. Shi Shiran picked up the wine glass and said with a smile: "You asked the wrong person."

"What?" Li Zhixiu opened his eyes and looked at Bai Xiuxiu in panic.

“There is no use praying to the Creator.”

Li Zhixiu's eyes were full of confusion, "Really?"

Bai Xiuxiu nodded, "You should pray to your daughter's idol." She said seriously, "The only one who can save your daughter at this time is him."

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The suffocating sense of terror stretched the time so long that even after a long time, none of the dead carriers turned into DNA spirals. When the students realized that they were really dead and would not turn into DNA spirals, some female students screamed.

"Scream! Get out of the way and retreat to a safer place!"

Nicholas, who was flying in the air, waved his wings and held the falling harp on his back. The plasma-stained harp was dripping with waxy blood, and it pressed him to the ground bit by bit, making bursts of harsh metal friction sounds that made people have goosebumps all over their bodies.

"Come to us!"

Rebecca also flew up. She cast a light cord in her hand and wrapped it around the musical instruments of the two angel colossi in front of her like silk thread, trying to stop the falling violin and flute. Several other instructors also flew up to help, but the two instruments still only froze in the air for a moment, and then quickly fell downwards.

However, this time was enough for the students who had woken up to react. The road was no longer crowded with half of the people missing. They all ran in the direction of Cheng Mo and the others, completely ignoring those who were harmful but not fatal. Gravel, Mars and Lasers.

Seeing that the students who were lucky enough to survive had temporarily escaped from danger, the instructors immediately fell from mid-air to escape the lock of the "all-seeing eye" located at the top of the tower.

With the instructor maintaining order, the remaining people quickly calmed down. After waiting for a while in a relatively safe area, the green mist in the square soon dissipated, and the group of people continued to run towards the square with lingering fear.

"FXXK, why do the chosen ones have such inhumane settings? After the carrier dies, it will look like a real person and turn into a puddle of minced meat and blood. Why not just turn it into a DNA spiral and be done with it?" Jiejie said with a pale face. Said while running.

"Maybe it's because the Creator is not Chinese?"

"Don't tell me, I used to think it was ridiculous that the blood in Chinese games was green, but now I think why shouldn't the blood be green? The blood should be green!" Jiejie saw the head still rolling on the roadside, "The holy light should appear in the scene where it was chopped off!"

When Jaiswal stepped onto the much cleaner square, he clasped his hands and chanted in a low voice: "The Dharma is boundless, long live harmony!"

When Cheng Mo walked to the square, everyone was silent. The air seemed to be filled with blood-colored mist. The breath of death was evenly spread on everyone's face. Everyone's deep breathing revealed uneasiness and anxiety, and their movements It was as if he had been frightened out of his wits, and he was at a loss what to do. This is normal, it is abnormal for someone like him to not be frightened.

"Help me~Help me~"

In the silence, a weak cry for help came from the side of the fountain pool. A group of people carefully moved to the front and saw Magnus leaning on the collapsed edge of the pool. His luxurious metal equipment was riddled with corrosion, and the rotten protective gear looked like the skin had been punctured by a blunt instrument. Below the open wounds were ulcers of rotten flesh and blood.

Garbo, who was shining all over and extremely clean, immediately jumped to Magnus's side. With tears in her eyes, she waved her hands to lower the "healing spell" and whispered softly: "My dear, hold on, you must hold on. ." Her words revealed some true feelings, which made others feel even more sad.

I don't know if it was the effect of Garbo's healing technique or the encouragement of true love. Magnus, who was about to lose it, suddenly took a big breath. He had a strong will to survive. He struggled to pull off the helmet on his head, revealing his face that looked like it had been burned by fire. He took out more than ten potions from the void and quickly found the "gene repair potion" produced by Sarepta. ”, just put it into his mouth without hesitation.

The expensive gene repair potion combined with Garbo's treatment skills actually stabilized the erosion of some powerful chemical skills, and did not deteriorate to the point where his health value dropped to zero. However, he was not able to completely repair the carrier, and could only barely survive. That’s all.

"FXXK, this medicine costs 4.3 million world coins per bottle. It's useless." Throwing away another empty glass tube, Magnus cursed in a weak voice.

"You should try using adrenaline. This looks like the S-level skill 'Wild Bite'." Vergo glanced at the six or seven empty crystal tubes on the ground and said with regret.

"It looks like it to me." Nicholas lowered his head and asked, "Magnus, did you bring the 'adrenal hormone' for chemistry skills?"

Cheng Mo, who was standing outside the crowd, hesitated for a moment, then said: "No, this is not the 'Wild Bite', this is not even a chemistry skill, but a 'radiation skill', but everyone has turned on the night vision mode. The carrier's pupil automatically added a photosensitive film, so he felt that the fog was green, but in fact it has no color. So he should immediately take medicines that treat radiation, such as 'free radical scavengers'."

Everyone looked at Cheng Mo, but no one agreed with him, and they all pretended not to hear.

"I am a medical treasure chest. There is no medicine I don't have here." Magnus said with a smile. He took out the "adrenal hormone" from the void. Without a second of hesitation, he inserted it into his wrist. But with one injection, nothing but the body After pushing twice, it not only had no effect, but also made the health value unsustainable and dropped crazily. He smiled bitterly and said resignedly, "It seems my luck is not very good, FXXK, I seem to be really going to die!"

"Quick, use the 'free radical scavenger'." Nicholas took out a tube of injection from the void and threw it to Magnus. He seemed to know that Magnus would not die, and said calmly, "You are lucky. , whether it is chemical skills or radiation skills, they are not such strong and fatal skills. I hope you will have such good luck next time."

Magnus didn't even have the strength to pick up the crystal tube, but he could still say arrogantly, "Good luck? No, Instructor John, avoiding death is not about luck, but intuition. No one can avoid death by relying on luck. , no one can, the only thing we can do is to face death in the face and try our best to be prepared."

Garbo was very good at reading people's eyes. She quickly took the crystal tube from Magnus' trembling hand, took off the needle sheath, and quickly stuck the needle into Magnus' arm. This time the injection was effective and the wound stopped festering.

Magnus took a long breath, but it was only slightly better. He jumped up, raised his rotten burned face, and said with a smile: "And I am fully prepared every time, so I can fight against death. "He shrugged his shoulders, "No matter what, I want to thank you, instructor John. I will keep your teachings in mind. When I go back, I will give you a medal. A medal from the Norwegian royal family."

Although his smile was really ugly, Magnus's fearless mentality gave others great comfort and made the instructors and students feel more calm.

Perhaps, not only Magnus's mentality, but also the identity of the Norvi royal family he revealed, made others balance a lot, thinking that the quasi-chosen ones with such noble status were trapped in the same situation as them and could not escape. Upon death, the pain and panic are immediately reduced.

People are like this, accustomed to looking for superiority and comfort in comparison.

Almost all human happiness and pain come from contrast.

But Nicholas didn't care about Magnus's identity at all and was unmoved at all. He shook his head and said firmly: "No medals are needed. I just hope you won't cause me any more trouble in the next trip." ." After a pause, he added, "And you should thank Mr. Ahan for reminding you. I just trusted his judgment."

Magnus turned to look at Cheng Mo, raised his scarred right hand and said, "Thank you very much, brother. When you pass through the ruins, feel free to ask for anything. As long as you can do it, I will Magnus said nothing.”

Cheng Mo didn't mind that Nicholas had a medal to get, but when he got there, he only had one promise. And if we really look into it, Magnus’s thanks were very sincere and quite in line with the needs of Nicholas and his fake identity. Nicholas needs honor more, and his fake identity needs something more real.

He didn't care about any of this. What interested him was Magnus's status as a member of the Norvi royal family. He remembered that Amedeo's family was related to the Norvi royal family. Having said that, there were no relatives among the Europa royal families. There are really not many relationships between us. If we want to separate, we can only separate them as close or distant. He hesitated for a moment, then asked: "What is your relationship with Amedeo?"

Magnus was also surprised that Cheng Mo suddenly mentioned Amedeo. He was stunned for a moment before replying: "He is my uncle."

Hearing the answer, Cheng Mo was even more surprised. Nicholas, Rebecca, Li Rongxuan, Magnus, the two Barat brothers, and Jin Zhuji were all more or less related to people he knew. Maybe other people he has never come into contact with will be inextricably linked to him.

Cheng Mo knew that this was not an accident, but he was not 100% sure that it was not an accident. He thought that Xie Minyun would not arrange such a plot.

"Do you know my uncle?" Magnus couldn't help but ask.

Cheng Mo nodded and said nothing.

Magnus still wanted to ask questions, when Nicholas said: "Now we face a choice, continue forward, go up to the top of the Tower of Babel through the ordinary path, and challenge the ultimate BOSS. The other way is to go to the right, where You can find a road leading to the dense forest. Find the Master Chief guarding the soul in the dense forest and get the base fragment from him. Go to the left and find the remaining half of the statue from the abandoned forest fortress and restore the statue. , we can get the key to the door of the Stations of the Cross. Although the Stations of the Cross are much more difficult, the path is much shorter."

Vergo shook his head and said: "Half of the students died before we even entered the Tongtian Tower. It's unrealistic to walk on the 'Sorrow' in this situation." He said resolutely, "It's better to just take the ordinary road."

"Yes, we can usually pass this road with our eyes closed. Now even I almost died. Isn't it asking for death to have to walk the Via Dolorosa?"

"Let's take the normal path! The Via Dolorosa is at least five times more difficult. Life is the most important thing now."

Other instructors echoed Vergo's statement.

Even Rebecca shook her head and said: "With the current level of difficulty, how many steps can we climb on the Via Dolorosa? I wonder if we won't even be able to get up to the first platform."

Nicholas pretended to be hesitant and looked around to see everyone's reactions, but finally his eyes fell on Cheng Mo.

Cheng Mo wanted to choose the "Way of the Cross". He knew that this was the only choice for him.

But not to others.

He felt that at this time, there was really no need for him to continue hiding his identity. He had to let them follow him and save every one he could.

After all, the fact that these people were in danger was directly related to him.

"Walk the 'Way of the Cross'!" He said calmly, "You follow me, because"

Just when Cheng Mo was about to reveal his identity, two lines of red letters popped up in front of everyone's eyes again: "Warning: The difficulty of Babel Tower is Purgatory Level 3, and the difficulty of Heavenly Road is Purgatory Level 12. If you clear the Heavenly Road, you can be resurrected. All those who died in the Ruins."