My Past Life Simulator

   Chapter 27 027 [Slaying Strike]

  He Zhao thought for a while, and stabbed a knife in the heart with his backhand. He chose to commit suicide and leave the simulation scene. It's just a loss of analog coins, don't care.

   mainly intends to conduct a small experiment to verify the guess in my mind.

After the    bone dagger was pierced into the body, a large amount of blood from the whole body poured into the heart, and then all was absorbed by the sacrificial vessel.

   Suddenly, the pale dagger was stained with a blush.

  【Congratulations, you survived for 13 hours, and you were killed suddenly by the neck, which is really confusing. I really want to pry open your head and see what's inside. 】

  【Rating: G. 】

  【Death: Devil Eater (1), Pig Woman (indirect death). 】

  【Reward: 2 Simulated Coins (Rating), 70 Simulated Coins (Kill the Enemy). 】

  【My wallet: 562 simulated coins. 】

  【Do you want to replay the simulation career? 】

   "After the sacrificial instrument is inserted into the heart, the vitality of the whole body is rapidly lost, and the blood flow is absorbed. And the body seems to be suppressed by some strange force. Only by using spiritual power can we get a chance to breathe."

   He Zhao closed his eyes and slowly explained the role of the bone dagger.

   "Unfortunately, my spiritual power is still too small. Adding them all together, I can only restore some consciousness. It is not that the spiritual power is not comparable to that kind of strange suppression, but the amount is too small to shake more."

   Comparing the two, his spiritual power is almost the size of a bottle cap, and his strange pressure is as much as a bottle of beverage, or a large 2L bottle.

  【Life after life, the joy is endless! 】

  【.】

  【I wish you a happy game! 】

   Entering the spirit world again, after He Zhao skillfully handled the ogre, he ran directly towards the center of the town.

   After the last experiment, he found that the Nightborne was not needed. The bonus of being seriously injured and fighting is enough to **** the sacrificial weapon from Li Gui.

  The reason why I waited for dark at that time was just to be safe and go all out.

   did the same thing, dodging a lot of dense **** footprints, and when he came to Li Gui, he stabbed himself seriously.

   "Bring it to you!"

   Then, the **** footprints in the line of sight suddenly disappeared.

   He Zhao walked forward for a distance, turned around and looked back, several **** footprints were left on the ground.

"interesting."

   He walked and watched, and after a while, the town center was full of footprints.

   "Hum."

  Pigma is here!

"Snapped."

  A huge sole covered the **** footprints he just left.

  He Zhao did not hesitate and stabbed a knife into his heart.

   "Poof—"

   His heart was severely damaged, causing him to tremble, and in a trance, he saw Granny Pig tremble all over. Then he fell to the ground, only a faint gasping sound remained.

   "hum.hum.hum"

   A huge life force wrapped around his heart, slowing down his life loss. Coupled with the talent of death resistance, drain and healing reached a strange balance, so that it did not die like the last time.

   "Pfft!"

  He Zhao pulled out the sacrificial utensil after seeing the pig mother-in-law completely dead, but saw a deep red on the tip of the knife. It occupies about one-tenth of the whole, and there is a sense that after the blood color completely covers the dagger, he will encounter the greatest terror in this life.

   "So the blood pattern on the cheap master's sacrificial utensils came from this way? The sacrificial utensils are strange and unpredictable, and the price is also huge."

   used it only once, after killing the pig woman, he lost about a tenth of the blood in his body!

  A normal person loses so much blood that the shock on the spot is mild.

   What's more, He Zhao's heart will be hit hard.

   "Use it once, and a person will die. But I am an outlier."

  Although Ruthless Man still belongs to the category of human beings, but under the superposition of various talents, he is definitely not a normal person, and it is not an exaggeration to say that he is an outlier.

   After a long time, my heart finally felt a lot better.

   The death resistance is very buggy, and the bone dagger is also buggy, at least it didn't knock the bone and **** the marrow, but left him some vitality plundered from the pig woman, which caused his recovery speed to be very fast.

  Even so, don't do it within three days, otherwise the wound may burst at any time.

   "A sure shot, worth it!"

  He Zhao looked at the sacrificial utensil in his hand, the only regret in his heart was how to expel one-tenth of the blood on the bone dagger?

   He didn't think the aliens could do anything, otherwise the River Map Road wouldn't have a huge influence in Wancheng. In the days of staying in the Taoist lineage, even the blood-secret warriors had to respect him, even though the surnamed He was only a little eccentric at that time, and he didn't even have a sacrificial weapon.

   "Perhaps, I can ask the cheap master."

   The voice fell, and He Zhao easily used the bone dagger to open the chest of the pig woman, revealing a heart about the size of two people.

   He took out the small bowl he was carrying with him from the cuff, and with the attitude of scraping the skin three feet, he finally managed to collect a small bowl.

   "The blood all over the body disappeared strangely, the muscles and bones appeared dilapidated, except for the still tough skin, other organs were frighteningly fragile."

   Is this the power of sacrificial vessels?

   Weird and scary!

   Holding the blood bowl, he returned to the center of the town, found a relatively secret place, and sat cross-legged.

  's naked upper body was covered in blood.

   He Zhao took out an ordinary dagger, held a knife in both hands and plunged it into his left chest.

"Humph!"

   A muffled groan came out, and the blood in the pig's heart was hotter than that of the eater. It was a hot current like magma pouring into the heart.

   Burning, scorching.

  The ancient torture is nothing more than that!

  A large amount of blood was swallowed by the blood of the pig mother's heart, and the meridians passed by were in a mess, and burned to coke in an instant.

   Time passed bit by bit, and He Zhao was no longer as thin and tender as before.

   In place, nothing but a charred humanoid.

   Dry and rotten, the fragile will turn into a scum if you touch it lightly.

   Perhaps because of the suppression of the spiritual world, He Zhao did not explode and die.

  Just, a new accident appeared.

   The vague will noticed that the spiritual powers that had been cultivated through hard work were swallowed up by the blood of the pig mother who was circulating in the body.

  The alien blood was destroyed in front of the head, and the spiritual power followed, repairing the burning and cracked veins.

   The two have strangely reached a strange state of birth and death.

  He Zhao was sure that his spiritual power would never have such an effect. It must have been due to the blood of his heart or other unknown reasons that caused such a result.

"Roar-"

   A fierce shout that only existed in the back of his mind sounded, and He Zhao suddenly opened his eyes.

   "Crack!"

   The black body shattered, revealing strong muscles.

   He got up slowly, adapting to the violent force surging in his body all the time.

   "I seem to have grown taller."

   This body in the previous life was about 1.75 meters to death, but now, according to the comparison of sight, it is at least about 2.5 meters.

   "How should I explain?"

   disappeared for an afternoon, and a weak boy who was not afraid of the wind suddenly became a giant of 2.5 meters.

   "Boom—"

   At this time, the mutation mutated.

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   (end of this chapter)