my past life simulator

Chapter 27 027 [Death Blow]

He Zhao thought for a while, then stabbed his heart with a backhand knife, and he chose to commit suicide and leave the simulation scene.It's just a loss of Simoleons, don't care.

The main intention is to conduct a small experiment to verify the guesses in my mind.

After the bone dagger pierced into the body, a large amount of blood from the whole body poured into the heart, and then all was absorbed by the sacrificial vessel.

Immediately, the pale dagger was stained with a blush.

[Congratulations on surviving for 13 hours, the sudden neck-raising is really confusing.I really want to pry open your skull and see what's inside. 】

[Score: G. 】

[Enemy killing: demon eating (1), pig woman (indirect death). 】

[Rewards: 2 Simoleons (scoring), 70 Simoleons (killing enemies). 】

[My wallet: 562 analog coin. 】

[Would you like to replay the simulated career? 】

"After the sacrificial vessel was pierced into the heart, the vitality of the whole body was quickly lost, and the blood flowed back and was absorbed miserably. And the body seemed to be suppressed by some strange force. Only by using spiritual power could we get a chance to breathe."

He Zhao closed his eyes, slowly talking about the function of the bone dagger.

"It's a pity that my spiritual power is still too little. Adding all of them together, I can only recover a little consciousness. It's not that my spiritual power can't match that weird suppression, but that the amount is too small to shake more."

Comparing the two, his spiritual power is about the size of a bottle cap, and his strange suppression power is as much as a bottle of drink, which is the kind of a large 2L bottle.

[Life after life, endless joy! 】

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[I wish you a happy game! 】

Entering the spirit world again, He Zhao skillfully dealt with the ogre, and ran directly to the center of the town.

After the last experiment, he found that the Nightborne was not needed.The bonus of being seriously injured and fighting is enough to snatch the sacrificial vessel from the ghost.

At that time, the reason why I waited for the dark was nothing more than going all out to be safe.

Doing the same thing, avoiding a large number of dense bloody footprints, after coming to Li Gui's side, he stabbed himself seriously with a knife.

"Bring it to you!"

Then, all the bloody footprints in sight suddenly disappeared.

He Zhao walked forward for a certain distance, turned around and looked back, and saw several bloody footprints left on the ground.

"interesting."

He walked and watched, and after a while, the town center was covered with footprints.

"Hum."

The pig woman came to the door!

"Snapped."

A huge sole covered the bloody footprints he just left.

Without hesitation, He Zhao stabbed his knife into the heart.

"puff--"

The sudden severe injury to his heart made his mind shake, and in a trance, he saw the pig woman trembling all over.Then he fell to the ground with only a faint gasp remaining.

"Hum. Hum. Hum"

A huge vitality wrapped around his heart, slowing down the loss of his life.Coupled with the talent of death resistance, the loss and healing have reached a certain balance strangely, so that it did not die like the last time.

"puff!"

After He Zhao saw that the pig woman was completely dead, he pulled out the sacrificial vessel, but saw that the tip of the knife was stained with a deep red.It occupies about one-tenth of the whole, and there is a feeling in the dark that after Bloody completely covers the dagger, he will encounter the greatest horror in his life.

"So that's how the blood patterns on the cheap master's sacrificial vessel came from? While the sacrificial vessel is weird and unguardable, the price is also huge."

It was only used once, and after killing the pig woman, he lost about one-tenth of the blood in his body!

Normal people lose so much blood, the shock on the spot is light.

What's more, He Zhao's heart will suffer a serious injury.

"Use it once, and one person will die. But I am a different kind."

Although Ruthless Zhao still belongs to the category of human beings, with the superimposition of various talents, he is definitely not a normal person. It is not an exaggeration to say that he is different.

After waiting for a long time, my heart finally felt better.

Death resistance is very buggy, and the bone dagger is also buggy. At least it didn't knock the bones out of him and suck the marrow. Instead, it left him with some vitality that was plundered from the pig woman, which made his recovery speed very fast.

Even so, do not do anything within three days, otherwise the wound may burst at any time.

"A sure blow, it's worth it!"

He Zhao looked at the sacrificial vessel in his hand, the only regret in his heart was how to expel one-tenth of the blood on the bone dagger?

He didn't think there was nothing the strangers could do, otherwise Hetu Dao would not have had a huge influence in Wancheng.During the days of staying in the orthodoxy, even secret blood warriors had to respect him, even though He was just a little stranger at that time, and he didn't even have a sacrificial vessel.

"Perhaps, I can ask Master Cheap."

After the words fell, He Zhao easily used the bone dagger to open the pig woman's chest, revealing a heart about the size of two people.

He took out the small bowl he was carrying with him from his cuff, and with a scrapping attitude, finally made up a small bowl.

"The blood all over his body disappeared strangely, and the muscles and bones appeared dilapidated. Except for the still tough skin, other organs were frighteningly fragile."

Is this the power of sacrificial vessels?
Weird and scary!
Holding the blood bowl, he returned to the center of the town, found a relatively hidden place, and sat cross-legged.

His naked upper body was covered with traces of blood smearing.

He Zhao drew out the ordinary dagger, held it with both hands and stabbed it into the left chest.

"Humph!!"

A muffled groan came out, and the blood in the pig woman's heart was hotter than that of the ogre, it was a hot flow like magma pouring into the heart.

Burning, scorching.

The ancient torture is nothing more than that!

A large amount of blood was devoured by the pig woman's heart, and the meridians where it passed were in a mess, and burned to coke in an instant.

Time passed bit by bit, and He Zhao's whole body was no longer as delicate and tender as before.

In the original place, there was nothing but a charred humanoid object.

Withered, decayed, and fragile, as long as you touch it lightly, it will turn into a piece of residue.

Perhaps because of the oppression of the spirit world, He Zhao did not explode and die.

However, a new surprise appeared.

With a vague will, he realized that the spiritual power obtained through hard work was swallowed by the blood of the old pig who was circulating in his body.

The blood of a different kind was destroyed in front of the head, and the spiritual power followed closely behind, repairing the burned and cracked veins.

The two have strangely reached a strange state of birth and death.

He Zhao is sure that his spiritual power will never have such an effect. It must be a whim or other unknown reasons that caused this result.

"Roar--"

A ferocious shout that only existed in the depths of his mind sounded, and He Zhao suddenly opened his eyes.

"Crack!"

The black body shattered, revealing strong muscles.

He got up slowly, adapting to the violent power surging in his body all the time.

"I seem to have grown taller."

This body was about 1.7 meters five in the previous life, but according to the comparison of sight, it is at least about [-] meters.

"How should I explain it?"

After disappearing for an afternoon, a weak boy suddenly became a two-meter-five giant, with a mouth all over his body, and he couldn't tell clearly.

"boom--"

At this time, a sudden change occurred.

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