Bring some numerical shock to the summoning world

A miracle... has arrived.

[Disaster, there is no justice]

There is no right or wrong

At that moment, everything vanished. A white, empty, endless existence enveloped Zhou Li, and all color disappeared from the world.

Subsequently.

Torn, completely torn.

"Iris! This is my revenge on you."

He walked by.

The road is covered with thorns and everything returns to its original state.

Disaster has come.

Chapter 237: Disaster? I thought it was Victor (Two in One)

What people rely on most is the favor of the world.

The most important factor in standing at the pinnacle of the world, besides its own tolerance, is the world's favor. It can be said that humans are the only race that has been blessed, protected, and loved by the world over the past millennia.

Magic and spiritual power are like gifts created specifically for humanity, bestowed upon us with the careful instruction of how to utilize these abilities. Magic and spiritual arts imbue human civilization with a profoundly advanced technological sophistication. Furthermore, all material resources in this world are available to humanity, enabling it to advance even further.

This is all pampering.

Unlimited pampering.

Other races have realized this, and some have chosen to integrate with humans. For example, the Sand Scorpions, modern elves, or the Living Dead, have integrated into humanity to a certain extent, and thus gained the attention of the world.

Some races chose to stay away from humans. They did not hate humans, nor did they want to merge with humans. They were independent of humans and eventually disappeared from the world without a trace.

The extinct ancient elves are one of them.

There are also races that survive not because they are friendly to humans, but because they hate humans.

They envy humans the world's favor and the ease with which they can survive. They envy humans the perfect reproductive capacity and the civilization they have passed down from generation to generation.

They survived by hating humans.

but···

The paper in his hand shone with the pale, deathly light of a dead body! It was no human creation, but rather the malice of death itself, twisting and writhing on the paper like a living thing! The characters crawling across it were a poison beyond the reach of any human realm!

The shadow of Chaos holds this cursed page in its grip! The ancient words have been thoroughly tainted, corrupted, and branded upon it!

Zhou Li!

Death! Death! Death comes with a mouthful of teeth!!!

Three curses merge into one! The crystallization of the world's evil!

This is the concept of absolute death! No demons! No spirits! Complete annihilation at the root!

Three of the most vicious curses twisted together, a "miracle" shaped by the world's evil! This is death itself, the purest and most complete death! No magic, no spiritual power, damn it, this is to wipe you out from the root! Even if you are a freak hybrid of a madman and a thug, don't even think about escaping this time! Death is an iron-clad reality!

Eliminate the root cause.

Zhou Li suddenly stumbled and half-knelt on the ground in front of everyone. He covered his chest with his hands, a hint of surprise flashing in his eyes.

death.

Right, that is it.

You won't believe that you are dead.

Your body is strong, and so is your soul. But you cannot escape death, just like Pavlov's dog poops out shit. Death is a concept, not a power!

Go to hell!!!!

soul··

Zhou Li sensed it and found that there was nothing wrong with his soul and his body was still very healthy.

but···

I feel like I'm dying.

Zhou Li frowned. He could no longer clearly hear Bai Dongdong's calls. Healing magic and potions had no effect on him. His mind remained calm, and his body was fine, but he was gradually "dying."

"Kill with curse."

Bai Dongdong's eyes were sharp. The moment she realized that she could not treat Zhou Li with normal means, she immediately took off the platinum ring in her hand and pressed it on Zhou Li's heart without hesitation.

“Full coverage.”

Magical power guided the platinum ring, and in an instant, the Freedom Strike shattered into dozens of "metal frames" that were firmly fixed on Zhou Li's body, locking his body and soul for a moment.

As if it was a subconscious action, after turning the Freedom Strike into full coverage, Bai Dongdong's fingers also rested on the crying face medal on Zhou Li's chest. She directly activated the [Heartbreak Hotel], and in an instant, all the restraints in Zhou Li's body were released.

Five seconds, so what?

Hiding between life and death, he sneered and stepped back.

In this state, you only remain at your peak for five seconds. The concept of death is merely suspended for a moment, its presence still looming over you. After five seconds, you will die, and all struggles will be in vain.

It doesn't exist because it's just a concept. It's neither magic nor spiritual power, nor does it exist in the physical world. It's like a setting in a comic book; it doesn't exist in reality at all.

but.

Since it can touch me, it means I can touch it.

"Is that a lie? A knight cannot die with bare hands."

Reach out.

Zhou Li grasped the non-existent "concept" on his chest.

Is this death?

At the moment of death, Zhou Li seemed to realize something and moved his fingers slightly. The next second, this death condensed into an arrow engraved with strange patterns. He raised his head and looked at a corner that was not unusual, his eyes cold.

You are here, right?

How the hell did you see me?

A second passed.

Zhou Li, who had grabbed the arrow, bent his arm, like the most perfect thrower in ancient Greece grasping a spear. He immediately came to his senses, and after the shock, he quickly stepped back.

wrong.

He was suddenly stunned because he found that Zhou Li made a throwing motion, but he didn't "throw out" anything. It was as if Zhou Li grabbed a handful of air, like a baby playing with his trouser pockets, with no logic.

Two seconds passed.

Arrows pierced the air.

Wait a moment.

That was definitely not air! What Zhou Li had thrown... was some kind of existence! A thing that caused all 180,000 pores on his body to explode instantly, freezing his bones deep in his bones and emitting a silent scream—a ferocious creature!

In the first second, the blood seemed to solidify into ice!

Second second! Nerve endings are screaming wildly in warning!

Third second! Damn... No! No! They don't match!

This feeling... this throbbing sensation, coming from the very depths of life, a feeling that felt like its soul was being crushed... Wrong! Wrong! Wrong! Deadly wrong! This wasn't air! It was Death Tyrant! Death Tyrant!

A terrifying premonition of his entire life's cognition collapsing struck his mind like a nuclear shockwave! He abandoned all pretense and madly plunged into the realm of death.

run! run! run!

Can't wait! Not even a fucking billionth of a second of hesitation!

Icy cold! Biting! Like tentacles from the deepest depths of the underworld, they suddenly wrapped around and pierced his ankles!

The moment his consciousness fell into endless silence, he instinctively tried to struggle to his feet—Boom! Like thunder exploding in his brain! He realized with shock that his right foot was completely dead!

Not a break! Not a withering! A complete, irreversible death! Every blood vessel solidified into a cold stone sculpture! Every muscle fiber turned to rotten dust! The rushing blood instantly froze and turned black! All that was transmitted from the nerve endings was eternal, dead nothingness!

Death at the cellular level! Annihilation at the molecular level! No gaps left! No chance of life!

Ok!

Damn it! I'm still alive!

"Cough...cough cough..."

"Accompanied by a dull cough like a broken bellows, the body, almost drenched in death, suddenly shook, and the flesh and blood began to wriggle and heal as if boiling. The death energy was forcibly dispelled by the violent vitality!"

Clenching his fists, Zhou Li lowered his head and muttered softly.

"What does this mysterious monologue mean?"

Lan Ling was stunned.

Zhou Li stood up, his eyes like poisoned ice blades, fixed on the window - there, the sunlight was torn into pieces by an invisible force, and the space was twisted into hideous cracks as if it was squeezed by a huge force.

"What a shame! What a fucking shame!!"

He growled, each word like hot iron sand squeezed out from between his teeth.

"I tracked him down... I couldn't completely kill him! Otherwise, I could have rushed over right now and blown that bastard's head off, along with the crack he was hiding in! Blast him into dust!"

"what?"

Lan Ling, who was standing by, asked dully, "Why does it feel like the style of painting has changed a lot?"

"He's crazy."

Sighing, Bai Dongdong rubbed Lan Ling's head, then asked Zhou Li, "Did you track him down?"

"More is not bad, less is not much."

Zhou Li glanced at the flustered Vice President standing beside him, shook his head, and said to Lan Ling, "It wasn't him."

Lan Ling put down the guitar in her hand. As long as Zhou Li had a big problem just now, this vice president would be controlled by her immediately. Don't ask if the dark red marks on the guitar are paint. I'm not happy even if I tell you.

"It's the Sea Soul."

Looking at Zhou Li's steel skeleton, Bai Dongdong frowned and said in a deep voice, "That's right, it must be a Sea Soul, and it's the most treacherous Curse Killing type among the Sea Souls."