MTL - I’m Walking the Career Line In Dog Blood-Chapter 162

An Yinong had a strange power surging in his chest. It seemed that half of his soul merged with the earth and half with life. He felt the breath of countless lives, grass, trees, birds, grass spirits...

The blood-painted eyes looked around, but his sight transcended time and space, and came into contact with a small animal dozing on a blade of grass a hundred miles away.

[The birds soar in the sky,

[Freedom is the will to life,

[But constraints are part of freedom. 】

Behind this player, the dying beast opened its eyes.

The wind swirled, amplifying the almost murmured sound, and the chorus of grass blades could be heard in all directions.

"Are you praying for yourself?" He raised the blade of his fingertips in a nonchalant manner, wanting to split this weak bug in half.

"Hmm!"

He paused, looked down at his chest, and saw machete-like claws pass through his chest. They thought the dead beast took its last breath and delivered the blow.

"Gold!" his companion shouted, unable to believe what was in front of him.

Even the lively live broadcast room of the Xiongtu team stopped: "What did I see?"

"Woo-" The mother beast with the child let out a final cry and fell heavily to the ground.

[Death brings paleness,

[Indulgence kills,

[Death is the **** of generosity,

[The fool must be guided. 】

"It's you..." The man named 'Jin' glanced at An Yinong, he knelt down heavily, spat out a mouthful of blood, and then fell to the ground, losing his breath.

The light screen of the game popped up on its own, it flashed, the attention and support soared to nine digits in an instant, and then dropped to three digits in the next second.

Words were flashing on the light screen: Non-intelligent creatures are not counted in the calculation, failure, failure removal, failure... Origin power detected, S rank. Upload report, upload failed. ...accept the command and clear the error message with one click...

The system wiped away sweat, but fortunately it was intercepted at the last second, otherwise the main brain would definitely find something abnormal. Such a good seedling of the host, why not immediately distribute it to the high-risk world?

As an experienced old system, the system has always been aware of the fate of too potential hosts. But it is really disgusted, and sends the cultivated hosts to the high-risk world to die.

So the system concealed its treasure host, just didn't expect the host's bloodline to break out, it would be so terrifying once it broke out.

An Yinong, who didn't know what happened to the system, sat up slowly, and the snow-like white spread from his fingertips to the palm of his hand.

A dense circle of oracle bone inscriptions appeared on the **** of his right hand. The words wrapped around his fingers like thorns. This was his strength and his 'curse'.

Constraints are useful to others and they are useful to him.

An Yinong looked at the other attackers, and the singing changed again. The youth's sweet voice combined with the distant singing, drifting through the layers of tainted autumn forests, echoing in the vast and vast world.

The bleak and murderous intent in this 'song' is even stronger. The circles of wind and waves spread out in all directions with him as the center, and the birds' calls are even sharper, almost piercing the eardrums.

His, swish, something crawling in the grass.

"What is this?" The feet of the remaining few were entangled with green vines, and the sticky secretions seemed to have a special effect, and they began to corrode their protective clothing.

The birds slowly came out of the forest, they all stared at these people with killing intent in their eyes.

They have killed countless people, and they don't know what "reverence for life" is, but at this moment, facing these weird and terrifying pictures, a chill arises from the bottom of my heart.

It was like suddenly becoming the enemy of the world.

"Kill him! He's weird!" The woman's 'unbridled strength' opened a gap, and her courage was shaky. She finally couldn't stand this strange feeling, and pointed at the Ann who bowed her head and recited. Yinong, "Monster!"

Two lines of blood and tears slowly rolled down An Yinong's face, and there was a faint smile on the corner of his lips.

There are only four people left in the bear slaughter team. These four people don't know what happened, but they know who caused it.

They directly change into worms.

After tens of thousands of years of evolution, the worms of the zerg are not regular worms, they are more like fantasy mechanical monsters, wearing metal armor, like people and insects.

The woman was gone, and in front of An Yinong was an eight-clawed spider several meters high. The gray-white shell was frosted, and there were sharp spines at the joints.

Its head has no head, only a chrysanthemum-like neck fracture, the sharp teeth at the fracture are open and closed, eager to devour something.

Annon looked up at the head, and saw its slender limbs like a cage blocking him, and a hooked tentacle protruded from the spider's tail.

These people are intermediate Zerg, they may not have the special abilities of high-level Zerg, but their combat power is not weaker than high-level Zerg. It is the type with the strongest pure physical combat ability among the Zerg.

In ancient times, the low-level Zerg were responsible for logistics, the intermediate Zerg were the backbone warriors, and the high-level Zerg were the leaders and high-end combat power.

The same is true now.

Annun looked at the others.

The Zerg is a fighting race that has evolved over thousands of years, and all changes exist for fighting. Aside from the differences brought about by personal aesthetics, their insect shapes are naturally beautiful.

Unfortunately, whether it is An Yinong or other flowers and plants, they are not in the mood to appreciate the alternative beauty of these Zerg.

The grass on the ground is like waves, and the vines are like snakes.

The surrounded An Yinong sat with his legs bent, singing with an ancient atmosphere. The tree behind him, which was not affected, suddenly bloomed in large numbers in autumn, and in the blink of an eye, it was full of spring.

The woman stabbed her tail and crocheted the needle in front of An Yinong, but he did not dodge.

The petals fell like snow and fell gently on An Yinong's hand, reflecting the snow-like white skin and black thorn-like runes.

The world in front of him became so quiet, the tail needle that almost pierced his eyebrows stopped.

The four Zerg shrouded in the petal rain stood motionless, and they were fully armed to surround An Yinong who was sitting on the ground, and it seemed that they could easily take his life.

But they never will.

The vines run up their limbs, with spiky tips in search of soft body tissue not covered by armor.

They found it, and the stinger at one end pierced it, releasing the venom.

An Yinong still recites softly, the wind blows softly on his face, there is only a hoarse rustling in the forest, and it can be said that the years are quiet.

The four Zerg's eyes widened, they were still alive, and they were alive, feeling their skin, muscles, and internal organs being slowly melted into liquid by the venom. Then these liquids are sucked up a little by the vines and become nutrients.

"No, please..." The fear of slowly walking towards death made them unable to be "brave" any longer. They wanted to ask for mercy, but their bodies remained motionless and could not even open their mouths.

Annun looked at them, and seemed to look through them at something else.

The attention on the light screen of the game is increasing every minute and every second, and it has passed one hundred thousand and another two hundred thousand.

For An Yinong, this is an opportunity to let 200,000 people know him. In the entertainment industry, it is one of the eight opportunities to change a person's life.

What kind of person can spark discussion, An Yinong is not sure, he does not understand the Zerg in the interstellar age.

But he knew that in an orderly society wrapped in rules and morals, those who dared to reveal their true self would spark debate. Whether this truth is beautiful or ugly.

And An Yinong's reality at this moment is anger.

When he realized the power he possessed, An Yinong understood that he could survive without grovelling in the cracks, and he had the qualification of 'anger'.

It feels good.

"Is it an accident?"

He stood up and tidied up his messed clothes as he walked. He was gentle, calm, with a little smile. special.

The four members of Xiongtu Squad remained motionless, white flowers falling all over their bodies, like white paper floating on the tomb soil.

"I've heard a saying that when a powerful person points at a person and says 'I suspect he's going to attack me, and he has a weapon in his hand', it's better that person actually has a weapon in his hand ."

"Sorry, I do have a weapon in my hand."

His face is still so immature, but his eyes are as quiet as if they have seen the changes in the world for a hundred years.

"I come from a poor planet, and my parents are both low-level Zerg. The education I received since I was a child was 'accept your own destiny, don't try to resist, use understanding to resolve atrocities'."

An Yinong suddenly turned around, his face that could only be called delicate fell in the light passing through the treetops, the light and shadow outlined the soft lines of his face, and the sharp eyebrows .

"But it turns out that the more you don't resist, the more others will oppress you, humiliate you, and hurt you!"

He stretched out his hand and gently touched the worm's shell that was trembling with fear, his eyes slowly swept across the white and purple patterned face, and looked at the camera.

The man in front of the screen was startled, he even felt that An Yinong inside was looking at him.

"How on earth did he do it? Why did the plants obey his orders?"

The man almost threw himself in front of the screen, his face was going to pass through the light screen, but he could not wait to get closer, it is best to go directly into the video and go to the scene to find out.

That kind of power is like a higher Zerg, only the higher Zerg masters this power beyond physics, but the man knows very well that the Zerg in the differentiation stage on the screen is really just a differentiation stage. , not even the combat effectiveness of the lower Zerg.

Across the space and the screen, An Yinong looked at the higher Zerg who thought they were high above.

He knew that some of these people must be watching him, they were expecting his miserable wailing and pain, and they were waiting for him to suffer and die.

The society's generosity and indulgence to the advanced Zerg contributed to their madness and cold blood.

The price of higher Zerg's extraordinary ability is lifespan. They live less than thirty years on average, and the stronger they are, the faster they die.

The growth of their spiritual realm is accompanied by a lot of distractions, but their abilities are powerful, and the more pain they endure, over time, the spiritual realm of these higher Zerg can’t bear this pressure, and they will shatter and die.

A long time ago, thousands of years ago, the Zerg still had a 'queen', the queen's ability was to balance the population and heal the advanced Zerg, but the 'queen' disappeared for thousands of years, and the Zerg also split into She has become a legend with seven large, ten small, seventeen countries and several anarchic organizations.

The premature death of the advanced Zerg has become an incurable and incurable disease. But they are the cutting-edge combat power on the battlefield. Fifty percent of the advanced Zerg are required to go to the battlefield, which accelerates the burning of their lives.

So the society treats the advanced Zerg more favorably, which they deserve.

However, there are still half of the world who have escaped their responsibilities and are unscrupulously squandering their privileges, such as those in the plot. They are arrogant, trample on the dignity of others, play with other people's lives, and stench from their bones.

"I know you are looking at me. I stimulated my differentiation period in advance, and waited outside the field with a knife, treating me like a must-have.

"Thank you for everything you have done to make me completely sober. The poor and the weak will be beaten, and the weak have no right to speak."

The voice fell, and countless green vines seemed to hear the call and came to these Zerg instantly. All the parts of their bodies that can be melted and absorbed were melted and absorbed, and the empty shell could not support the heavy exoskeleton, and collapsed in place with a bang.

Clothes, boots and tattered protective clothing also fell, and a watch rolled off and fell next to An Yinong, the world was quiet.