Three Philosophical Questions for Travelers

The elves carry metal staffs, metal jewelry, and pruning knives, all of which can be used as weapons for the razor.With a roar, blue light exploded all over his body, and tens of thousands of metal utensils flew into the sky in an instant.

Then Razor pointed at the evil god with his right arm, and those metal objects turned into a rain of arrows and shot towards them. The dense arrows were like an airtight curtain, making one's scalp numb.

The evil god in mid-air said loudly: "Mortals, you can't kill me!" As he spoke, black air filled his body, and the black air solidified in the air, covering him in an eggshell-like wall.The arrows "jingled" on the eggshell, and the evil god was unscathed.

At this moment, the ceremony of the Faceless Ranger was completed.Green light flickered in his magic circle, and a giant python was born.The python's head was bigger than a bull's, and its body was longer than a stream.It devoured the evil god's eggshell in one gulp, then bent its body and danced.But every few seconds, the boa constrictor's body swelled violently, and immediately exploded with a "boom".The Demon God burst out.

Razor and the Faceless Ranger looked at each other, and felt cold sweat dripping down—how can a mortal kill a god?

The red runes have come to the end, they cheered and flew towards the body of the Demon God.Under this force, the demon god's body quickly recovered, and even became stronger than before!He laughed loudly and said, "I told you! Mortals can't kill me?" He fell from the sky and landed on the ground with a "boom".Plasma and sand were splashed, and Razor couldn't help covering his eyes with his right arm.

The Demon God opened his hands, looked at Esrit, Razor, and the Faceless Ranger, and asked, "Now, what can you do?"

That was the end of the matter, and Razor had lost hope.He has tried all available means, he fought against the demon god several times, and now he is exhausted and his body is wounded like rags.He's about to break down.

It wasn't just the razors that were going to crumble - the pan trusts were already tipping in the fire and I'm afraid they're about to collapse soon.Today, the elf secret realm will be completely destroyed, and the tree elves will become history forever.

But Razor is a fighter, and as long as he lives, he won't give up the fight.So he charged again, and he rushed at the Demon God like a mad horse, and stabbed the weapon fiercely at the Demon God's chest.However, the demon god grabbed his knife with both hands, and said: "You have no strength, the lackey of the world lock!" He turned his wrist as he spoke, and the razor fell to the ground hard.

At this time, the Demon God stepped on Razor's chest and said, "I've caught you!"

Isrit chanted a spell aloud, trying to use magic to help Razor.However, as soon as she was distracted, the vines that restrained the evil spirit immediately loosened.One of the evil spirits almost broke free.In desperation, she had no choice but to continue to concentrate on casting spells and use vines to control these guys.

The Faceless Ranger wanted to retreat again, but the Demon God saw him and yelled at him, "Kneel down!"

Razor struggled under his feet, but the power of the demon god was too great, and Razor was exhausted, and he couldn't break free.The Demon God stepped on him and said to him: "Do you still remember things from ancient times? Do you remember your real name?"

Razor roared: "I only remember that I killed you! You devil! You and the demon kings destroyed the Kingdom of the God of Refinement, and now you want to..."

"Stupid!" The Demon God stomped fiercely, spitting blood from the mouth of the razor, "You don't understand at all! You, those judges, and those personal guards, you are just a dog locked in the world! And we! We are The true will of the God of Refining Flame!"

Razor's mind flashed back to the 4-year mass extinction, to the insane conflagration. "So you're going to kill everyone? Destroy all life?" he demanded loudly.

"Simply survival is meaningless! You see the tree elves linger on for so long, but is their life meaningful? Only resistance and fighting are the meaning of life! Whether it was 4 years ago or now, refining demons has no meaning. Will bow to the 'will of the world'!"

The Demon God raised his fist and roared angrily: "Die again! You are a lackey locked in this world!"

Razor was desperate, but the moment he closed his eyes, he saw an unbelievable scene, which made his eyes widen.

A red mist filled his eyes.

The red mist first caught the demon god's heavy punch, then turned into iron chains and rivets, and suddenly entangled the demon god's body.The demon god tilted his body and raised his feet.Razor immediately got up from the ground, when a familiar voice came from behind him:

"Waiting, Nat," said Netway. "I just went to suck some blood—ah, the blood of a hundred thousand elves," she said, licking her lips.

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Razor and the Witch-king, 22

Oh, after the demon god's divinity was destroyed by Estherite, Netway's magic would work again.And these elves gave her enough blood, so she... Razor's heart was full of turmoil. He looked at Netway in silence for three seconds, and then said a word heavily:

"it is good!"

Netway nodded slightly, just smiling.

Immediately, the two looked at the demon god who was bound by the red mist, and the guy roared and broke free from Netway's restraint.He stared at Netway, and said, "You low blood fiend! You should obey me!"

Netway stared at him and said, "Disciplinarian, I am not a 'lower gorefiend'. I just happened to borrow the power of a gorefiend." She looked at her right hand, the skin turned into a blood-red mist, The hand bones inside were exposed, "Tolaen the Discipline, your utilization rate of blood is too low." Plasma flowed down Natway's hand bones, "So many elves, so much magic power, you have only absorbed a few of them ? Is there [-]%?"

The demon god glared: "Mortal, how dare you mock me?"

Netway smiled and said, "Not only do I dare to ridicule you—" After saying this, the red mist on her body suddenly rose.Those red substances turned into a huge whirlwind tens of meters high; the whirlwind was whistling, and Netway was in the eye of the storm.Her voice pierced the storm and filled people's ears: "—I can still crush you, you rotten demon!"

After saying this, the storm stopped suddenly.Seeing Netway turned into a huge god with three heads and six arms.She was as tall as a castle, her hands and feet were bigger than a carriage, and the demon god was like an ant compared to her.

The Demon God stared at her, and said with a smile: "A deceitful trick! You..."

"boom!"

Netway kicked him into the dirt.

The ground shook, and the razor was so shocked that he almost fell down.The ground cracked in all directions, and the soil shot up into the sky. Fortunately, the floor of Pantoras was strong enough, otherwise it would have to cave in.

The effect of this step is outstanding!The living elves all came to their senses, and the evil spirits surrounding Essruite disappeared. It was obvious that the demon god had been severely injured, and his magic could no longer be maintained.

Then Netway stretched out her hand and pinched the demon god from the pit with two fingers.She looked at the little guy and sneered, and said, "You just said I couldn't kill you?"

The demon god widened his eyes and said, "How do you have such power? I..."

Before he could finish speaking, Netway threw him to the ground.

"Boom!" The Demon God fell down like a cannonball, and then Netway stepped on him, turning his heels like crushing a bug.After stepping on it a few times, she reached down and picked up the broken body of the evil god.She grabbed the evil god's limbs with her six arms, and forcefully...

With a sound of "tearing", Netway forcibly tore off the demon god's limbs, as easily as pulling a crab's claw.The black demon screamed in pain.Then Natway rubbed the demon god with only the upper body in his hands, rolled it into a meat ball, and then pressed it into a patty.

"Let me see how you can be resurrected this time!" Natway shouted loudly, the voice was deafening.

She was holding the meat pie of the demon god, and made the pose of an athlete throwing a discus.Razor shouted loudly: "Nateway, throw him to death!" Nightway took a step forward and threw the demon meat pie. The meat pie flew [-] meters away and hit the stone pillar of the altar.The stone pillar couldn't bear such a great force, and broke immediately; however, the flying cake continued unabated, breaking four more stone pillars before stopping.

Netway dusted her hands twice, and then said, "I don't think he will survive this time." After saying this, her body began to sublimate into a red mist, and soon, she became her original appearance.

The spiritual restraints of the elves were lifted, some people cheered, and some cried in situ, but more elves were at a loss.The Seven Faced God is dead, Pantoras will be destroyed, and these people have nowhere to go.

Razor was tired all over and just wanted to sleep right away.But the Pantrust was about to be destroyed, and they had to go.The ground beneath their feet was sloping, and blocks and rocks were crumbling rapidly, crumbling everywhere.

Razor counted his companions and said to everyone: "We have to get out of here immediately!"

Isrit said: "We can go, but what about these elves?"

Razor glanced at the elves and said, "We can't move everyone out, we don't have time—how long do you think this place will last?"

Isrit closed her eyes, and roots sprouted from her feet, connecting her to Pantoras. After a while, she said, "Pantoras said: It can last for two hours."

What?Are pantoras alive?Razor was puzzled, but had no time to argue."You organize the elves for half an hour, and then leave in an hour and a half," he said.

"it is good!"

With the support of the orcs, Isrit climbed up to the high platform, and she began to speak loudly in Elvish, talking with those elves.Razor was counting down, and he thought to himself: One and a half hours of evacuation time is too short!Maybe I'll have to make them ahead of time...

Suddenly Netway leaned on Razor's shoulder. "What?" Razor asked her.

Netway half-closed her eyes and said, "It's okay, I'm just... a little tired..." When she said the last word, she suddenly fell down, and Razor quickly opened her right arm and hugged her in her arms. "Nateway!" Razor hugged her and sat on the ground, "What's wrong with you?"

Netway said weakly: "I have overdrawn my strength, I might..." She raised her right hand, only to see that her body was disintegrating into a red mist, exposing the bones inside, "I can't maintain my body, Nah special."

Razor asked loudly, "What does it mean that you can't maintain your body?"

A miserable smile appeared on Netway's face, and she said, "That is to say..." She stretched out her bloody right hand to caress Razor's face, "My muscles, bones, and organs are all maintained by magic power. , I'll—"

"Don't say that word." The razor gently put the tip of the knife in his right hand in front of her lips, "It's hard for you to come back to life, how can there be any reason to die?"

"I didn't say I was going to die." She smiled wryly, "Are you afraid of my death?"

"I'm so afraid," said Razor.

Netway's expression froze, and then she blushed, "Then I'll live a little longer, Nat. I'm going to sleep for a while to maintain my strength, and I'll leave the rest to you." She Slowly close your eyes, and your breath becomes faint.

Just a while is not enough!Razor is calm on the surface, but in fact he is very anxious.At this time, he saw the faceless ranger sneaking away, Razor suddenly became angry, and he shouted angrily: "Where are you going again? Faceless man!"

The Faceless Ranger said, "I want to see if the Demon God is dead or not."

Razor said, "He's a rotten piece of meat already!"

The Faceless Ranger shook his head and said, "That's also the god's rotten flesh—" he pointed to the place where the demon god's corpse was, "Look!"

Razor looked over there, and saw black smoke slowly rising from the ruins and rocks, Razor felt a faint chill.

Is he not dead yet?

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Razor and the Witch-king, 23

Razor gently put Netway on the ground. He looked at the black smoke and said, "Faceless, what is that?"

The Faceless Ranger lightly touched the black smoke with his finger, then sniffed it under his nose. "I don't know, but it's definitely not a good thing—the spirit of the Earth Mother!" He called out to Isrit, "Would you like to come and see?"

Isrit was still busy communicating with the tree elves.Those stubborn elves obviously didn't want to leave her, and many of them took root on the spot and turned into trees.At this time, Isrit also saw the black smoke. She took out the witch's white holy oil from her bosom, and said to an orc, "Iguana, go and pour this on the smoke."

The orc got the order, he ran to Black Smoke with the holy oil, and sprinkled the oil.As soon as the oil fell, there was a piercing scream from the black smoke, and then the black smoke condensed into many abstract shapes--there were all kinds of faces, human and animal, thousands of faces, all There are different expressions.Some cry and some laugh, exaggerated and twisted, making people shudder.

"Sure enough, mortals can't kill gods." Yisrit said in a deep voice, "The soul of the demon god is still here, and sooner or later he will be reborn."

Razor said loudly, "Then let him be born again! Let us go and lock him up here."

Isrit said: "Sooner or later he will invade our world, so we must kill him."

Razor looked at the spirit of the Earth Mother, "Ma'am, do you have a solution?"

Estherite nodded and said, "The only one who can kill a god is the god——Fasnat, I will give you my power, go and kill him!"

After saying this, she turned away.Then, she raised her index finger, and the fingertip of the index finger released a golden light; she scratched the back of her neck with her index finger, the skin split open, and blood flowed out.Razor widened his eyes in surprise, and said, "Ma'am, do you want to..."

He didn't have time to say three words after the razor, he was too scared to breathe, because Isrit's behavior was too terrible——

Islet, the spirit of the Earth Mother, she pulled out her spine.

She reached into the wound on the back of her neck and pulled out her spine like a sword.The bone exuded a dazzling golden light, and the blood turned into holy water with divine nature under the golden light.Every drop of blood that falls on the ground extinguishes the flames of an inch of ground.

That is something that mortals are absolutely unable to do. Ordinary people cannot stand without a spine—let alone standing, they cannot live without this bone.But the spirit of the Earth Mother is not a mortal.

"Husband, ma'am...you..." Razor was dumbfounded, "Are you alright?"

Yisruite said: "Pantoras gave me magic power, and I am now a real demigod. The demigod's life is very tenacious, and will not die due to physical damage - use this to kill the demon god who refines the demon."

Razor took the spine of the spirit of the Earth Mother carefully, and he asked: "You...you really pulled out the spine for me? Can you kill the demon god with this?"

Isrit said: "It is said that the spirit of the Earth Mother was cast with the sword of the Heavenly Father. My body is the scabbard, and my bones are the sword of the Heavenly Father. The Sword of the Heavenly Father can kill all evil spirits in the world—— I firmly believe in this matter. Don't let me down, soldier." After saying this, Isrit shook her body and fell down.Two orcs rushed to help her.

Razor dismantled his right hand knife and prepared to install a prosthetic.However, the moment he took off the knife, the Earth Mother's spine wrapped around his arm, and the bone shone golden, turning into a beautiful machete.The razor clearly saw his own face on the blade, and even the pores could be seen clearly.

good sword.

Razor walked towards the black smoke with the sword of the Father in hand. Every step he took, the flames under his feet would be extinguished.When he steps on the rotten wood, it becomes green; when he walks over the vine, the vine blossoms.The magic power of the spirit of the Earth Mother also poured into his body, and his mind immediately became clean. Every time he took a step, he would pray once and repent twice.He began to repent, regret the bloodthirsty past, regret the hatred and killing... When he walked the hundred steps like a pilgrimage, his soul gained unprecedented peace.

He calmly swung down the sword of Heavenly Father, the golden light came into contact with the black smoke, and the black smoke immediately made a sound like boiling.Then he heard the demon god shouting in his head: "You traitor! You heretic! You are a running dog locked in this world! You are a warrior who refines demons, but you use the power of a foreign race to hurt your compatriots!"

Razor answered with only three words.

"farewell."

"boom--!"

The golden light exploded, and the black smoke disappeared without a trace.The demon god let out a short and frightening scream, and then disappeared.The light illuminated the entire Pantoras, and the elves exclaimed, Razor was blinded by the light.After the light disappeared, Razor opened his eyes, and saw that the elf had knelt down to him and began to pray to the holy light.

The Father's Sword changed back to its original form, and Razor hurriedly returned it to Isrit.Estelle took the spine and put it back in place.Razor watched with trepidation, but Esriette was very calm.

Time is running out, they have to get out of here quickly.

Pantoras wailed, and the secret realm collapsed faster than they expected.However, none of the tree elves seemed to want to leave, and Esritre's persuasive persuasion was useless.Of the tens of thousands of people present, only two were willing to leave.

A man and a woman, two elves.

Those were two elves whose stature and appearance were close to perfect.Even with a razor-sharp aesthetic, this is handsome on men and beautiful on women.

The rest of the elves took root here, and they seemed to live and die with Pantoras.Razor asked Isrit, saying: "These people don't want to live anymore?"

Isrit shook her head and said: "The elves said that they have been polluted by ogres and will become ogres in the future. Since this is the case, they are more willing to perish together with Pantoras. These two are the only healthy people left. They Follow us, one man and one woman, enough to perpetuate the race."

Razor looked at the two elves, and he realized that this was the last spark of the elves.

The battle was completely over, and Razor switched the knife back to his artificial hand, and went to help Netway, carrying him on his back.At this time, he felt that Netway was as light as a scarecrow. He remembered what Netway said before, and he said in his heart: Netway's magic power is too little, she is just an empty shell now... Maybe she will lose A few bones, a few vials of blood and a few pieces of internal organs, so can she survive?

"Let's go." Razor said to everyone.

Isrit took a last look at the elves, she sighed, and said, "Let's go."

Author's message:

ps: This pov will end soon, the next pov should be Dreyer's w

This volume has passed 60%, and the following scenes will focus on Baku Kahn, the little king, Eros and others.

Halfway through the book (probably).

Well... the rest take your time w