novelraw Chapter 388 The Rhythm of All Things Moves to Middle-Aged Depression!
Chapter 388 The Rhythm of All Things Moves to Middle-Aged Depression!
Chapter 388 The Rhythm of Everything - Middle Age - Depression!
Bailang wiped his face, shaking off the flesh and blood on his face, then bent down, stabbing down with the knife in his hand and finger ripples, like a sharp knife easily piercing through layers of tough cooked cowhide.When the flesh layer under his feet covered his forearm, he formed claws with all five fingers and grabbed the 'electrotherapist' wrapped in flesh and blood.
The equipment that was 'stolen' returned to his hands, Bailang's legs were tied up, his joints and strength twisted into one strand, the horizontal exercise broke out, locked the ripples, turned into a human internal combustion engine, stood up abruptly, and turned the 'battery' outward pull out.And turned on the defibrillator, one hundred thousand volts!
He stood upside down like a weeping willow, and immediately stood up and exerted strength, and the blue electric arc surged and flowed all over his body.It turned into a wave of elemental energy that hurt both the enemy and the self, intertwined with the ripple sprint.
Bailang's eyes burst out with blazing white light, his body was entwined with thunder snakes, his hair stood on end, his muscles were clearly defined, and the electric arc flickered indefinitely.Under the stimulation of the current, not only did he have a small additional breakthrough in muscle strength, but the monster's flesh and nerves also instinctively contracted, allowing him to successfully regain the battery and store it in the storage space.
But what followed was a counterattack dozens of times.
Bailang dodges awkwardly in a narrow area, relying on the strong metal body of the nuclear-exploded little sheep to bear the impact.Tentacles shot out from the ground under his feet, wrapped around his legs flexibly, quickly pierced the skin and penetrated into the blood vessels, began to draw blood and inject foreign objects.
Just when he was using the blood race's unique talent to control blood, he was struggling to death.And when he rode on the bronze vehicle with difficulty and made the final sprint to the coordinates where Sharf was located, he vaguely heard continuous explosions?
'Anyone else here? 'As soon as this thought flashed through his mind, he immediately denied it!
How can it be? !It is impossible for other people to survive here, and there will be no ammunition explosion sound that is different from Zhenqi Martial Arts.There are no shells in this world at all.
Boom boom boom!
The cruel face-slapping sound came again. This time, he not only keenly captured the vibration and sound from the explosion, but even used the 'temporary mini-map' to refresh three blue light spots.
"???"
Bailang was surprised, what the hell is this?Really a blast!His running movements stopped for a moment, and more tentacles densely wrapped around his legs and arms.My mind is in a mess, are there other contractors here?Are they friends or foes?
"Black Thorn!"
"No burden, no burden, no burden, no burden..."
A black werewolf emerged from behind him, and bright red ripples sprinting (blood race version) poured into the inside of the ghost, making its "werewolf form" slender and smooth, no longer the pure sense of power in the past, but now streamlined, more agile and flexible , waving his hands into a storm, cutting off the tentacles connecting the white waves one by one.
In the next second, an unspeakable sadness rose to my heart.
"Eh? What's the matter? Why am I crying?"
Bailang, who was about to run away, suddenly stopped. He raised his hand to touch his cheek, and found that his fingertips were extremely wet.
There is a sense of sadness in my heart.
...
"Contractor, I sense that there is a contractor here! Let's kill them!" The investigator sensed the ripple energy emanating from Bailang, and shouted in surprise.
"The pressure is too much, I really can't bear it anymore!"
The black wizard went deep all the way, from fishing in troubled waters to having to share the pressure, the burden was getting heavier and heavier, and the dozens of precious arms (spell-casting materials) stored in his space were all exhausted, and he had already given birth to the idea of retreating and running away.
However, the investigator never retreated. He used one-time scrolls one after another to continuously apply group boosts to the three of them.They also keep using pieces of consumable equipment, from magic scrolls to alchemy bombs, to help the team fight against endless attacks.
Now I have walked ninety steps, the last ten steps seem to be few, but the difficulty has increased exponentially.But he has no way out, he has paid too much for this task, and he can't stop, so he can only fight hard and continue to invest more.
"Persevere, the rescue target is nearby! Let's join the contractor first, one more person will do more!"
Old Wang was still calm and composed, his thinning hair was wet with sweat, and the top of his head was gradually reflecting light.He quickly went through the current situation in his mind, analyzed it from the two perspectives of 'going forward' and 'choosing to retreat', and after simply estimating the loss, he made a decision!
The captain's eyes showed determination, and he panted hoarsely: "You all retreat behind me, and I will take the last route! Remember, 5 minutes! I can only fight for the last 5 minutes for you, and you must retreat regardless of success or failure. .Understand?"
"Please!" The investigator expressed gratitude.
Behind him, the dark wizard who hides his head and shows his tail is also full of expectations for the captain's cards.The second-level senior who can be designated as the "captain" by the paradise must have something to rely on.
"Rhythm of all things - people reach middle age - depression!"
A terrifying and strange aura emerged from the body of the captain, Old Wang, and spread in all directions.This airtight flesh and blood space seems to have entered the chilling late autumn, everything is bleak and lifeless, and the whole world is covered with a gray shadow.
This force not only infects the spiritual level, but even interferes and distorts the rules of the real world.
Every second-tier contractor who opens the occupational column must establish his own "strength system", and based on the five ability columns, he will organically integrate the systems of different worlds, learn from each other's strengths, and create a unique "skill tree" ', and then condense the great source.
Therefore, every contractor who steps into the second level must have a bottom-of-the-box core ability, which is the 'Tao' everyone pursues.It is also the crystallization (fruit) of the birth of different skill trees, and it is the 'big source seed' that surpasses the small source.
Bailang continued to explore the ability bar and develop the potential of the bloodline, and created the 'Gatlin Leiyin Secret Method', which has similar potential.But his 'core ability' is far from perfect, just a prototype.
And the development level of Captain Lao Wang's "Rhythm of Everything" is also a highly perfect top rank among the ranks of second-level contractors, and it has already involved the operation at the level of "rules".
Let's not discuss whether his core ability is strong or not?In terms of completion alone, it is undoubtedly the second-level high-level.It is only one step away from being promoted to the third rank.Therefore, he was designated by the cemetery as the 'big brother in the lead'.
This "Rhythm of Everything-Midlife Crisis" is the master of his power system, and it is also the foundation and core.Integrating and linking a number of basic elements, once activated, the surrounding environment can be synchronized with one's own state of mind.
Replace Tianxin with your own heart, pull the "world" to your own level within a limited range, use your own negative soul sources such as "depression, decadence, decay, emptiness, numbness, despair" to replace "Tianxin" to erode and infect the outside world.Dragging the world into a 'midlife crisis' together.
To explain it in human terms, it is the "enhanced version" of the spiritual fruit-negative ghost;All things and phenomena that are dragged into the range of radiation by him will develop in the direction of "bad" in the "formation, dwelling, bad space".
The burning flames will gradually fade and extinguish, the rushing rivers will dry up, the tumultuous winds will no longer rise, and the surging volcanoes will become silent and dormant.Even the natural world fell into 'weakness and decay' together with him under his inspiration, not to mention the creatures shrouded by him.
In an instant, no matter the investigator or the dark wizard, there was an emotion of 'sorrow is greater than death' at the same time.
The former felt empty and peaceful in his heart, and began to examine whether it was necessary for him to pay so much for a mere task?Then from the bottom of my heart, I wanted to give up, review, and repent.And the latter is even more dull, why am I here?Why should I have a bad meal?Why am I so attached to illusory powers?So that I lost my eyes.
Faced with Lao Wang's "Rhythm of Everything", the only way to break it is to fight against the "Great Depression" in his soul with his own "Great Perseverance and Great Enthusiasm".
The strangest and most powerful thing about the rhythm of all things is not the unlimited amplification of the 'decay' power, but the 100% real and original projection of the 'decay' in his heart.
How much "mournment" the middle-aged social animal has in his heart is how much "mournment" his rhythm projects to the outside world, and it will never add an extra point.In exchange for this, all the 'subjects', no matter how many strange abilities they possess, cannot be immune to or weaken this negative state, and must be 100% projected deep in their hearts.
The only way to fight is to use one's own positive energy and positive enthusiasm to wipe out the 'Rhythm of Everything-Depression', or to be wiped out.There is no other way.
So how sad is the captain?Not only the investigator and the black wizard both knelt down, but even the God of Pure Love, who was attacking wildly, rarely stopped attacking, and his desire to attack was greatly reduced.
"Boundless fallen trees are falling, and a hundred-year-old sickness is alone on the stage..."
At this moment, the captain abandoned the heavy shield, and strode forward with a dejected face but firm steps, and groaned as he walked, the flesh and blood withered, decayed, and retreated wherever he passed.
He was like Moses dividing the sea, the wall of flesh and blood in front of him automatically opened an invisible crack.On the opposite side of the road of flesh and blood, there is an 'alternative locomotive' parked with a lot of blood, but you can vaguely distinguish the cool purple painting.
Under the light of the dim black and white headlights, the deprived Bailang knelt on the ground with tears streaming down his face: "Coach, I don't want to study medicine anymore, I really want to go home!"
(End of this chapter)