The "Priest" paused his actions as if waiting for Su Changxing’s response, displaying a calm and unhurried deanor, looking as though victory was certain and he was above everything.
However, Su Changxing didn’t stop. He kept running, silently pulling the trigger at his opponent, the bullets bouncing off the golden barrier, showing a stance of fighting to the death.
The difference in performance between the two was imdiately clear.
Su Changxing was the challenger, naturally positioned at the bottom.
The "Priest" was the superior, ruling over everything.
Just a little more.
Just a little more.
As he ran, passing by the fallen corpses, his points kept rising.
[Points: 98,923]
It seed he was just a little short of a hundred thousand.
In front of him, there was a recently fallen but not completely dead decayed giant, being torn apart by so evil spirits.
The decayed giant’s corpse must be worth more than a thousand points; by then, his total points would reach a hundred thousand, allowing him to exchange for the ability "Concentrating" in the discount store.
This was also the only turnaround point he could think of.
He had so judgnt on the "Priest," and the "Priest" certainly had so estimation of his strength.
To defeat the opponent, he must use unexpected ans and defeat them where they least expected it.
"Boom~"
He took a large step beside the decayed giant, raised his revolver, aid at its heart, and shot it to death, recovering the corpse and gaining two thousand points.
The "Priest" noticed Su Changxing’s unusual behavior and laughed lightly, saying:
"What do you want to do? No matter what ans you use, you can’t defeat . This is a world with a hierarchy; no matter where you are, it’s the sa. I’m at the top, and you’re at the bottom."
Su Changxing also curled his lips into a smile, looking at the sky with a hand raised high, he said:
"Is that so? You an we deserve to die while you live like gods."
The "Priest" nodded affirmatively and said:
"Yes, I’m glad you recognize that, so are you willing to speak? This is the last chance; even if you don’t want to, after your death, I will strip your soul and check it myself."
Checking the soul was only a trivial matter for him, although an accident could occur, causing the soul to shatter and beco irretrievable.
[Exchange?]
[Concentrating: From the High Martial World, the Divine Power of a swordsman, single-mindedly reaching the pinnacle.
This ability is not a Divine Power, just an abnormal ability of Divine Power, capable of concentrating spiritual and power for a short ti, commanding extraordinary power, amplifying the damage of the next attack 100%~5000%.
Note: The ability consus a lot. Requires Spiritual Power 10, Tier Eight and above.
Please use cautiously!]
The points shrank crazily to just over a thousand in an instant.
[Gained ability adjustnt, Spirit 3]
[Gained ability adjustnt, Perception 2]
His spirit was just at ten, allowing him to exchange this ability, and this ability even provided him an extra three points of spirit; these five extra attribute points made him feel it was worthwhile.
The role of Spiritual Power and Perception was not apparent without the corresponding ability.
Once having the corresponding ability, their role could be infinitely magnified.
For example, the "Pastoral Spirit," if he possessed a more powerful mind, it would unleash even more terrifying abilities.
At this mont, he beca extraordinarily calm, unruffled, as if he were outside this world, just an observer on the outside.
Sadness, joy, pain, and happiness are human emotions and inner energy, which subtly exert continuous influence on the individual.
Controlling emotions is also about controlling oneself, controlling power, and controlling the enemy.
The "Priest" was stunned, suddenly feeling that Su Changxing was sowhat different, the eyes suddenly becoming much sharper, the temperant as sharp as a blade.
At his level, any change in detail was very apparent.
This abrupt change was stiff, like the addition of extra power from the outside.
However, he remained unconcerned, not believing that Su Changxing could do much.
"Seeing your stubbornness, I’ll kill you myself."
With a flick of his fingers, a crystal-clear short dagger suddenly appeared in his hand.
The dagger’s blade glead with a golden light, thin as a cicada’s wing, translucent in the dim light.
Su Changxing had already bypassed many new human beings to his front, disregarding what was in the opponent’s hand, charging straight forward.
He was like a warrior charging on the battlefield, fearless and determined, moving forward.
The beast-like roars of the new human echoed in his ears alongside the wind.
At this mont, all he had in his eyes was the "Priest," with no other thoughts, considering it a success to cause the opponent pain.
Even if mortals could tear off a dragon’s scale, it was considered a success.
Running, jumping, shooting.
He leaped high, raised the revolver, aid at the "Priest" within reach, and pulled the trigger.
At this mont, his spirit, energy, and passion reached the pinnacle.
[Concentrating: 2200%]
The striker hit the tail of the bullet, sparking.
A shimring silver bullet spun and shot from the barrel, as if it had taken away much of his soul.
The silver light pierced through the golden barrier, pierced through the "Priest’s" body, shot into the ground, leaving a "track" more than ten ters long.
His dagger hadn’t yet raised, the look of surprise frozen on his face.
Thunderous sound echoed in the ears.
Su Changxing stood still, half-kneeling on the ground, smiling at the "Priest," mocking:
"In the end, it turns out the bug won, isn’t it surprising."
Blood slowly trickled from his seven orifices, presenting a terrifying sight.
The "Priest’s" body was shattered into pieces, only the golden phantom head remained suspended in the air, also fading in and out, laughing heartily:
"Hahaha, interesting, bug! Hmm, you win, but so what... a word of warning before I leave, don’t move forward, you’ll surely die, it’s not worth it."
Su Changxing quietly stared at him, his gaze flickering, the opponent’s ntality entirely different from what he expected, indeed as if just playing a ga.
So what if you lose?
Losing or winning in a ga is quite normal.
The "Priest’s" golden phantom gradually dispersed in the air, and the giant once again knelt down, the golden light in its eyes gradually dissipating, the skin darkening, looking from afar like a huge stone.
"Did I win?"
Su Changxing suddenly felt the world spinning, almost falling to the ground.
The surrounding new humans looked at him in terror, as if revering a Divine Spirit, for only a Divine Spirit could kill another Divine Spirit.
The Big-headed Ghost directly knelt and crawled on the ground, trembling.
The blood-red color in their eyes was completely gone, so new humans began to flee the battlefield in fear, and the formation quickly crumbled following the "Priest’s" death.
The Evil Spirit, without Su Changxing’s control, only relied on instinct to tear at the not-yet-dead new humans.
Su Changxing squatted there motionless for a long ti, and after a while, the dizzy feeling finally eased a bit.
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