How Did It Become a River Crab?

Skaar didn't know what happened, and still didn't understand why the little brother saved him, and then confronted him at the risk of being killed by himself, but one thing was certain, at this very moment, the little brother didn't even know what to do. The unreasonable blood infected it, and it was still afraid and panicked, but the string that was broken and then reconnected by the younger brother himself was like a newborn bone after being broken, and it would no longer be infiltrated by such despair.

Scarl's fist was weak and weak, while the younger brother's iron fist was blocked by the power of fear. Both sides were doing their best to destroy the opponent's blood volume. In the eyes of the breath-holding audience, these two monotonously fought on the ring. The players who beat their opponents gave them a more intense shock than any previous special effect confrontation, light and shadow flickering.

With the passage of time, Skaar realized a fact that was extremely terrifying to it.

Self will collapse before the end of this 90 second period.

Even with the blessing of the power of fear, I can't form because of fear, and my disorganized, limp fists are simply not enough to fight against my little brother...

At this moment, Scarl's HP has dropped to 20%, and his HP will return to zero about ten seconds before the arrival of the next 90 seconds. If he wants to do his best to win this war as his little brother said, he must There is only... one way.

...Do you want to use it?

This is one of the profound meanings of the Frightening Spirit Fist. Before this, I had never succeeded. Every time I failed, it almost caused a collapse. Do I really need to use it?

...the answer has already been determined.

This is the only, the last chance. If you want to save your hometown, if you want to repay the help of your little brother, at this moment, the only thing Scarle can do is to [go all out]!

At this moment, Skaar closed his eyes, and began to recall the most painful memories of himself. Every time he just thought of it, he would feel extremely painful, which made [Skall] the painful past of [Skall].

In the past, these painful memories would only make it mad and desperate, but now, it has been able to accept this pain in fear, and turn it into a channel for its own release. The trembling soul forms energy, which turns into a dragon roar. Skaar gushed out of his mouth, and amidst the roar of the dragon, the purple spirit power poured into the body of the little brother who had only had time to make a response to the reading, and in an instant, the little brother's eyes went black!

……

After an unknown amount of time, the little brother opened his eyes in a haze, and found himself tied to a rack that looked like a torture instrument, and everything around him was hazy and unreal.

... This is not my body, it is my will attached to someone else's body.

The little brother soon sensed this fact, and immediately after, it began to look at everything around it.

This is a huge execution ground, surrounded by hellfire, and there are ruins of buildings and scattered all over the ground, most of which are only bones.

... This is ... the street in front of the house.

The little brother could feel the fear, anger, and grief of the owner of the body he possessed. He moved his gaze to other places in the execution ground. He saw countless demons of different shapes on the ruins. A bloody banquet is being held in the city he conquered.

Its vision found the only clarity in the haze, but when seeing those scenes, the little brother knew that the owner of this body would prefer that to be more blurred than everything around him.

The little brother saw two charizard corpses cooked in a cauldron, they were the parents of his own body.

It saw a crushed corpse, which was its best friend.

The little brother saw the wife, child, teacher, and junior of this body. They are all fire-breathing dragons, but at this moment they have all turned into miserable corpses with different death shapes. Only the owner of this body is left behind. Waiting for death in despair and sorrow.

The little brother [remembered], it knew who this body was.

It is [Skale], known as the [Hero of Soul] in this Pokémon magical world. Using the power of the soul, he defeated the [Devil Lord] several times and protected the peace of this world.

It used to be a fearless and great warrior. After successfully cultivating the next generation, he retired safely. He once lived a happy retirement life that only the protagonists of old-fashioned comics can have. This is the ending that many beautiful stories should have, Brave Returning to my hometown, spending the rest of my life in my hometown... everything ends at this moment.

Extraterritorial, six levels of demonic creatures have invaded this world, transforming it into its new hell.Skaar's hometown is a low-level world, and the strongest is himself, who was later estimated to be a third-level junior combat force. Obviously, this is far from enough.

The sixth-tier demon didn't even make a real move, but sent his own fourth-tier Balrog men to lead the army to flatten the entire world. The rebel army led by Skarl only persisted for less than half a month. Lost the last resistance in his hometown, all his family and friends were brutally tortured and killed, and he himself was used as a tool to scare chickens and monkeys, and he was tortured to death under the desperate gaze of countless remaining civilians.It's downright, harrowingly tragic.

But...it was this cruelty that made things turn around.

Skaar is the [Hero of Soul], possessing the power to control soul battles. In desperation, it borrowed the pain of being tortured, and before it died, it separated a part of its soul, which contained Skaar's memory. , a certain part of character and traits are its soul fragments. Before dying, Skaar covered up the escaped fragments with the wailing of his soul, and sent the fragments out of the world along the channel of the enemy's invasion, and was swept by the space turbulence. To a distant land.

That's right, the real [Skall] has already died in despair and resentment, and what survives is only a mutilated soul body.

After fleeing, Skaar, who rebuilt his body in despair and fear, was terrified by everything that happened before. It frantically sought help, but hit the wall again and again. Because of its incomplete soul, it was extremely easy to be frightened. In the life that would be eaten away by nightmares if I closed my eyes overnight, I struggled to find a way to save my hometown, but there was no good result.

Finally, it found [Spiritual Fist of Fear], or in other words, it was the strange power of [Spiritual Fist of Fear], which had self-awareness, and took the initiative to find it that was shrouded in fear.

After learning the essence of this exercise, the little brother could feel that Skaar had a feeling of "found his home" for a while.

"I am so cowardly, I must have only inherited the [fear] part from the real Skaar, right?" The little brother heard Skaar's inner voice: "This is just right, and only in this way can the coward also get enough strength."

It gladly chose this path. In the endless fear, it went through one horror movie after another, horror movies, and weird mythological worlds. It resisted [Breakdown] in countless times of fright, and honed its own fear. , but what they get is the sad fact that the distance from their hometown is completely transformed into hell, and all ordinary people are about to be transformed into living food.

In desperation, Skaar finally found a life-saving straw, that is [Fire-breathing Dragon Valley]...

As long as you win the final victory here, you can ask the Lord of the fire-breathing dragon valley to rescue your hometown, and the only remaining lives in your hometown may be saved, but this... is also the last and only chance.

Even if it is spent in the slowest time that can be found, there is only a little time until the home world is completely transformed, if it fails this time... everything will come to an end.

Only champions, only champions...

Can't lose, can't lose, can't lose...

Can't lose! !

... At the same time, on the ring, the little brother stood there blankly, his eyes blank, as if his soul had been taken away, and in front of it, Skaar was waiting for the opportunity to resonate.

[Fear Resonance], this is one of the secrets of Frightening Spirit Fist. Relying on memories of the most unbearable and most likely to cause shattering horror memories, it can be drawn out and turned into spiritual shocks, causing the enemy's brain to be shocked in a very short period of time. Play back your painful memory, resonate with your own pain, when the fright energy resonates with each other, you can directly achieve the effect similar to the instant kill ability by punching yourself, causing high damage, for those with only [-]% HP For my little brother, that's enough.

The little brother at this moment should be replaying my past in my mind, right?To it, that may not be a short period of time, but in the real world, only a few seconds have passed.

A pathetic, ugly death throes of a terrified man... let's hope it's not remembered.

Frightened, Skaar thought to himself, and heard the screaming sound when the resonance was completed.

...In any case, this is my last punch.

Thinking this way, Skaar threw his last punch at his little brother.

"...Is this the reason why you have fought until now, Skaar?"

Looking at the hazy everything in front of him, the little brother felt that his consciousness was gradually leaving Skaar's spiritual body. It looked down at Skaar who arrived at the fire-breathing dragon valley nervously, and carefully handed out the application to the usher, and walked a long way. sighed.

I respect you, Skaar, as a warrior who has risen above despair.

I hope you can save your hometown, as a warrior... I hope you can achieve [Victory]...

but……

but……

Anyway, I...

...Sure enough, I still don't want to lose.

At this moment, the little brother in reality was about to be hit by Scarl's last punch.

At this moment, the little brother's body moved by itself, and the ferocious barbs on his arms ignited a fiery flame at this instant!

Completed the guidance while being hit by the mental shock, and the counterattack skill that had been on standby, [Blazing Moon Death Wheel], was activated!

At this moment, the deflagration flame turned into a wildly dancing moon, swinging away Skaar's fists from left to right, and stuck them firmly into its arms, making it stiff in place, unable to move!

At the same time, the little brother who had ended the resonance calmly opened his eyes, took off his sunglasses, and looked at Skarna's eyes with sadness, fear, and a little [Relief].

"Skaar, I have a point of view of each dragon, which may not be right."

"When I play ranked, when a player explodes, they usually have one of two reactions."

"The first one, either don't fart, hang up or play badly, or criticize teammates crazily, such as not coming to help the jungler, not coming to swim in the bottom lane, insulting teammates with all kinds of dirty words, without saying a word own mistake."

"Secondly, they will try to do what they can do after the collapse, and contribute to the team within their ability. They may not say a word during the whole process, and they will continue to carry the scolding of their teammates until the end of the game."

"I used to think that the second type of players was very cowardly, and they didn't dare to fight back when they were scolded, but then I gradually realized that not all people with loud voices are right, and players who just blame their teammates when they are defeated are the ones. I really dare not take responsibility. Only those players who are willing to move on, reduce the number of deaths, and try their best to save the situation with their teammates, have the awareness to face reality."

"I don't think that part of your body left to you is [Fear], Skaar." The little brother said calmly: "Those who remain in fear only know how to escape and hide, they will not be willing to live in nightmares forever, they will not Do your best and find a chance to redeem your hometown. You have never been afraid, on the contrary, I admire your awareness, because I don’t think I can do it.”

"If your body really left you with the emotion and will it once had..."

The little brother patted Skaar on the shoulder, "Then I think what it leaves for you... is [courage]..."

"..."

At this moment, Skaar was silent for a moment, and [Zhiyue Death Wheel] also whirled at this moment, cutting off its arms, and hitting its HP to the last 7%.

All the foundations of [Spiritual Fist of Fear] are in his hands, and without both arms, Skaar at this moment has absolutely no chance of making a comeback.

After a long time, Scarl raised his head and asked, "Did you say that on purpose, to make me feel more emotional, so that I could cut off my hand?"

"Exactly." The little brother bared his teeth and smiled: "This is my [method]..."

Scarl looked at his little brother's face, and slowly, slowly, a smile appeared on his face after years of absence.

"...Yeah, I understand."

It sat down, closed its eyes, and still had fear and unwillingness in its tone, but at the same time, it also expressed the relief that a traveler in the desert who had exhausted the last drop of water in his body could finally be buried by quicksand at night and fall into a peaceful sleep.

"Come and claim your glory, victory... belongs to you."

After saying this, Skaar calmly waited for the end to come.

One second

Two seconds

three seconds

……

Skaar opened his eyes in confusion, and saw the little brother's cheap smile.

"You may have made a mistake, Skaar." The little brother said, "As I said, what I want to pursue...is the [victory] I want..."

"...What do you mean?" Skaar was puzzled.

"What I want [victory] is a happy ending. Do you know what is happy for me at this moment?"

The little brother picked up the two sides of Skale from the side, and put them in Skale's arms. Having seen Skale's past, he already knew that this is the only surviving metal that Skale built for himself with the metal from his hometown that he found by chance. keepsake.

After doing this, the little brother stood up, stretched out his thumb, and pointed to himself.

"I won't lose."

It smiled and pointed to Skaar's chest.

"But you can win."

After saying this, it turned around and walked slowly towards the other end of the ring. During the walk, the victor who had defeated Skaar in a dignified manner raised his hand high under the silent gaze of all the audience. His right fist.

"referee!"

Its tone was calm, as if it was talking about something extremely commonplace.

"...I abstain."

The moment this sentence was uttered from the mouth of my little brother, a second confirmation button for the owner of the summoned object appeared in front of Mo Lan. Mo Lan clicked the confirmation button without hesitation. On Skaar's body.

In the golden light, Skaar stared at the back of his little brother. He walked to the other side of the ring, turned his head, and gave Skaar a thumbs up.