Volume 10 Bugs Chapter 48 I just want to go on
The use of the "Strengthening Potion" completely reversed our disadvantage. Although Wagner's attack power on the strange bone blade was still fierce and sharp, without the auxiliary effect of the weakness poison, he could no longer regain the initiative in this battle. Under our siege, his vitality continued to decrease until the last bit was left, and the battle time limit was still five minutes. No matter from which aspect, the outcome of this battle seemed to be doomed, and my heart was extremely happy: in just one or two minutes, this fragile world would be saved again.
At this moment, something strange happened suddenly!
As we hacked at Wagner's bones with all our might, suddenly, a thick yellow-green poisonous corpse gas emanated from the rotting wounds all over his body. This gas had a strong corrosive effect, and any skin that was touched by it instantly produced a severe and continuous stinging pain.
To be precise, the toxicity of this corpse gas is not very strong, and it only causes 15 points of life damage per second. For us, this speed of life loss is completely affordable.
But the bad thing was that the distribution range of this corpse gas was very wide, and the area within a radius of about twenty steps around Wagner was shrouded in this thick poisonous fog.
The Wild Goose Formation's powerful healing pet rabbit, Cha Cha, was also within the range of the poisonous fog.
You know, each of the three battle pets of the Wild Goose Formation has skills that other pets cannot match. Whether it is the sheep Miemie who is proficient in various melee skills, or the Li Xiaoniao who can produce a large amount of high-end food, or the rabbit Cha Cha who is comparable to a high-level healer, I have never seen any other trainer's battle pets have such a rich combat skills, and the huge power displayed by their skills is also astonishing.
But the just and strict Supreme God will never give all his love to the same life. While giving them some powerful abilities, he will also take away some things from them. This is the so-called "balance". In this vast world, this delicate "balance" exists all the time and deeply affects every life that exists here. There is gain and loss, this is the supreme law of this world that cannot be changed.
What the three war pets of the Goose Formation lack is their vitality.
Just as no other pets have as many powerful skills as the pets of the Wild Goose Formation, no other pets have such fragile vitality as the pets of the Wild Goose Formation. Among the three pets, the one with the strongest vitality is the 42nd level Sheep Mee Mee, which has only more than 130 points of vitality - it can only withstand two ordinary attacks from opponents of the same level at most; and the Rabbit Cha Cha, which just killed a Bigfoot and reached level 35, has only a pitiful 23 points of vitality - basically, you can kill half of it by sneezing at it.
As a result, this delicate and cute little fat rabbit only took two puffs of the poisonous mist, and then it fell to the ground with its whole body twitching and lay motionless.
"My little bunny!" Seeing her lovely pet fall straight to the ground, Yan Zhen let out a mournful cry. She waved her arm and immediately put the body of Tu Cha Cha back into the magic space of the pet. If she wanted to summon this magical bunny who was proficient in various healing magics next time, she had to wait at least five minutes.
After taking care of Rabbit's funeral, the elf female animal trainer immediately turned her grief into greater strength. With a pair of red eyes, she ruthlessly killed the murderer who committed this tragedy...
After successfully dealing with our field doctor, Wagner's offensive was not slowed down by the frantic counterattack of the wild geese formation. On the contrary, he seemed to have foreseen that his own demise was inevitable, and despair drove his attack even more fiercely. In a moment, he swung the bone blade and stabbed my left rib. His movements were too fast, and I was unable to stop him. I could only watch the sharp stinger pierce into my body, and then stirred up disgusting pain. The pain of gnawing bones aroused even greater ferocity. I ignored the weapon still in my body and stabbed his chest with a backhanded sword.
As I said before, when a wise man starts to study the techniques of cruel killing, the hysterical coldness and cruelty he can show is enough to make those professional killers who are used to death feel cold from the bottom of their hearts. You can't imagine how these smart guys can transform their bodies into such a terrifying killing weapon. Sometimes, for them, imagination is the most powerful weapon.
At the moment when the long sword pierced his flesh, I heard a sharp "crackling" sound coming from his abdomen. I don't know what happened, but the experience and premonition brought to me by countless battles told me that danger is coming.
I pulled out my sword with all my strength and tried to run away, but it was too late.
All the ribs in Wagner's chest and abdomen suddenly popped outwards, like the legs of a scorpion, ugly and full of deadly threats. Before I could react, these sharp bones suddenly and cruelly crossed inwards again, tightly wrapping my body in two rows of sharp bone blades. In an instant, dozens of sharp blades pierced my torso, and I felt as if my body was cut into dozens of pieces in an instant. My blood rushed out at an alarming speed. Without Tu Cha Cha's treatment, there was no way to stop my vitality from fading.
what to do?!
In my adventurous career, I have never been so close to death as at this moment, but I did not feel fear in my heart. Instead, my mind was empty, as if it was someone else's limbs that were being severely injured and had nothing to do with me.
Without any hesitation, I made the best choice immediately.
If it cannot be cured, don’t try to cure it!
At the critical moment of life and death, I showed a calmness and courage that surprised even myself. I gave up all my defenses, held up the long sword in my right hand, and spared no effort to use my most powerful skills on Wagner: Blade Storm, Arc Light Slash, Waist Cut, Violent Slash... In the narrow space, my long sword was like the bright moon in the dark night, shining through the gaps in the clouds again and again, and shining a cold light in the stale night .
This is a bloody and cruel competition, where everyone is trying to drain the opponent's blood and squander the opponent's life as quickly as possible. The winner's prize will be the right to survive.
Fortunately, Wagner was fighting alone, but I had four strong comrades. They soon realized what was happening and cooperated with me to attack the mutated pharmacist with all my strength. Flashing magic and bright weapons rained down on Wagner like a storm - the whole cave was covered with a red cloud of sadness.
Finally, we shattered the last section of Wagner's spinal cord. His rotten torso could no longer support his body, and he finally struggled to the ground.
At this time, my health points were less than ten points... and the damage caused by the poisonous fog had not been eliminated.
I quickly took out a bottle of powerful healing potion and drank it in one gulp. Just as my health points increased by 500 points, the words "-15" floated over my head.
Until a long time later, I often recalled this moment when I was close to death, and was deeply afraid of what would happen next - if I had drunk the potion half a second later, I would have died together with Wagner.
"Why...why...is it like this..." The fragmented Wagner let out a hoarse roar, but strangely, I could not see any fear of the impending destruction from his expression - his face was filled with only grief and regret, only the deep sorrow of shattered ideals.
“…You have done a very stupid thing…” The eyeball of his left eye had fallen out, and I didn’t know where it went. Only a hole was left. A faint red flame flickered in the hole, staring straight at me, as if it could see into my heart…
"...If I succeed, this world will eliminate all differences. The Continental Federation, the Doomsday Empire, humans, elves, dwarves, minotaurs, the Corrupted, trolls, blood races, demons...all races will be the same, all souls will be free of selfish desires, eternal peace, eternal perfection, everything is before our eyes, heaven is within our reach..."
"... and you... broke it. Foolish reptiles, short-sighted mediocre people, you could have spread your wings and fly, but you would rather burrow into the dirt ... But it doesn't matter, the ultimate evolution of life is unstoppable, and the moment of perfection will always come. I predict here: the river of history will not change its course for reptiles, and one day, someone will complete my unfinished grand cause..."
With mixed feelings, I watched the fire of the soul in his eyes slowly die out.
I have never met a man like him.
There is no doubt that he is a great wise man, a pioneer of science, and a warrior who explores the unknown and the future. He has completely stripped away his life and soul by his own efforts. From this point of view, he has already stepped into the realm of gods.
He did not take any credit for this, and was even willing to share his achievements and honors with all the creatures in the world. He had an extremely beautiful and earnest wish to bring all lives to the beautiful other side of the soul and share eternal peace and tranquility. From a personal motivation alone, you can use all the words of praise in the world to describe him: wisdom, generosity, magnanimity, kindness... There is no doubt that he is a "good man": a "good man" in the true sense! A great "good man"! A perfect "good man"!
However, it was such a "good man" who almost brought an unprecedented catastrophe to the world, depriving billions of creatures of their right to survive alone, and turning this imperfect but colorful world into a perfect silence - how is that different from the bottomless underworld ruled by the goddess of death?
Why is this happening?
I think good people are respectable, and a great good person is especially respectable. However, no one has the right to impose their own values on everyone else - even if your values are truly better.
When I first accepted the task of eliminating Wagner, I was confused and wavering. I thought: If what he said was true and correct, and what he did was beneficial to the whole world, then what position and reason did I have to stop him?
But even so, I still couldn't contain my hatred and disgust for him, and tried my best to stop him - I didn't even know why I did that.
It was not until now that I understood where my deep-seated hatred and disgust came from:
I hope I can be a good person, even a great good person, but I hope that everything I do is a decision made by my soul. I refuse to become a life without my soul under the coercion of others - even if I become a good person or a great person - I firmly refuse!
I hope I can be my own master, everyone can be his own master, every race can be their own master, every country can be their own master, every world can be its own master... I, we and them, all will choose their own way forward - whether it leads to the right direction or not - and will take full responsibility for the choice made. No matter where this road leads, we will walk on it firmly, instead of following the footsteps and directions set by others, and walking on a road that has already been destined to the end - maybe, after millions of years, time will prove that our choice at this time is wrong, but so what?
We would rather fight for the right to make mistakes, at least we can choose!
Why do people always have awe and admiration for the supreme god Darmos in their hearts?
Because this all-knowing and all-powerful father of gods created this world and all the creatures in it, he should be the one who has the most power to decide where we should go. However, he generously gave us, the foolish children, the power of self-awareness and self-reflection, allowing us to decide our own direction. He taught us and guided us, but never forced us - this is exactly where Wagner was wrong from the beginning.
I don't want Wagner to complete my journey for me, and I believe that no living being in this world wants this to happen. This is why we define his behavior as "sin", and it is also the biggest source of his destruction.
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"Let's go, it's time for us to get on the road." After collecting all the spoils, Fei Yin clapped her hands and said to us.
"We just saved billions of lives around the world. Don't you want to express your gratitude at all?" I asked Feiyin.
Our president scratched her head and asked, "Will they give me a hard work fee for each of them?"
"This... probably not..." I was speechless.
"Then why should I feel sentimental?" She rolled her eyes at me and pointed ahead, "Let's go!"
Yes, we are on the road again. This is a road we have chosen ourselves, and I don't want to know where it leads.
I just want to keep going step by step like this.
Keep going without stopping...
