Chapter 1117
"Survival or destruction, this is a question worth considering, is it the Poisonous Arrow that silently endures the tyranny of fate, or resists the boundless suffering of the world and clears everything in the struggle? This Which of the two behaviors is more noble?"
While standing in the endless wilderness, Mu Shaoan had such a sentence in his mind for some reason.
It’s not that his force has been cultivated to the Supreme Perfection Realm, but that he can’t help but wonder what is the meaning of civilization?
In the past, he was an anti-virus hunter under Chaos Base, a lone dog, he did his best to guard the civilization he was in, performing the duties of an anti-virus hunter.
At that time, he would not think too much, because the goal was clear and the road was clear. He thought that as long as the Sacred Ruins could be turned on, then it would be Datong of the world, and the catastrophe caused by the virus would be wiped out. Civilization will be like Prince and Princess, living happily together.
So he does everything energetic and bustling, so he can dash on bravely with no thought of personal safety, so he runs wildly like a bull, never tired, never stop moving forward The pace, because he felt that it was worth it, and it was worth paying his entire life and all his soul.
Originally he thought he could always do this, he thought he could be fearless, he thought he would have the last laugh, because he was the Barbarian who was the best at lifting tables.
But he was wrong. As his strength becomes stronger and he knows more truths, the endless starry sky makes him feel powerless. The root of the virus makes him panic, and the higher dimensional universe Appearing made him even more desperate.
In the past few years, he is very tired, and the various changes that follow make him tired to cope. He can only be like a dying old man, looking at those unexpected and unimaginable changes at a loss. Although some of these changes were due to him, they couldn't change the fact that his innermost and most solid city defense began to collapse.
This world is too big, he is too small.
There is too much hostility in this world, and he is too weak.
So he is powerless, frightened, and desperate.
So in the incident of Immortal Ascension Platform, he was standing on the square of Chaos Base headquarters. He knew that Cynthia was watching him in the crowd, and he knew that a girl named Xiaoye was watching. He, he dared not look for it.
Because he was already at a loss at that time, he did not fulfill his promise to Cynthia. As soon as the Immortal Ascension Platform came out, it seemed that Chaos Base, everything that the antivirus hunter insisted on was meaningless, including He Mu Shaoan himself.
Looking at the mediocre comrades in the past who were busy solidifying and getting a ticket, the entire Chaos Base was a mess, like undefended ruins.
At that moment, Mu Shaoan was thinking, is it worth it?
He can't find the answer, and he has no face to meet his wife and daughter, so his only way is to be a civilized watchman. When everyone leaves, he stays where he once fought. .
This will be his last wish in this life.
Although everything that happened afterwards made the result unexpected, even after everyone's efforts, the result obtained by human civilization and Chaos Base was still perfect, and it was not destroyed by the hands of the twelve apostles.
But the crack in Mu Shaoan's heart cannot be healed. How firm his belief was, then how fragmented it will be at this moment.
So he chose to exile himself, left from Chaos Base, and followed the Twelve Apostles, he pretended that he was indifferent, he pretended that he didn't care about anything.
He can even be a silly hammer brother.
Even if the Xing Heavenly God body continues to evolve to invincibility, invincible in this universe, all he wants is to retire, go home, and solidify history.
To put it another way, he was persuaded!
He doesn't want to pursue the truth of civilization, and the source of civilization, so obediently and honestly, there is nothing wrong with a lifetime of muddleheaded.
"Survival or destruction, this is indeed a question."
Sighed, Mu Shaoan looked back at the mountain that collapsed a little and a half, which is where Kunpeng Clan's homeland is. , Presumably at the moment those twelve stray dogs are scouring reputation and goodwill there.
"What are you struggling with? Stay in this place. I am not a qualified antivirus hunter anymore, but it is okay to use it to seal and suppress you evil dogs."
p>Mu Shaoan muttered to himself, he believed that the twelve apostles would be able to hear, that the giant headset would not have so little function.
Then, he tore off the device and directly rubbed it into pieces. Finally, Mu Shaoan switched the title of Brutal Lawbreaker without any surprise, and he didn't plan to take it down again.
This is the best seal.
Even if the Twelve Apostles can find a way to leave here, they will always, never want to leave.
After doing this, Mu Shaoan found a beautiful place, and when he lay down there, a large cliff appeared, black and green moss, weeds, and small trees that grew up in the wind. In just a moment, his whole person turned into an ordinary hill.
At the same time, several of the twelve apostles who were very sensitive suddenly fought a cold war.
"What happened to me? Why do I suddenly feel like a panic and a catastrophe?"
Someone just yelled.
Not all of the twelve apostles gathered together for a moment, and their faces were very ugly and blue, because a long-lost black air came out of the monk's hands. This thing in the past was almost their twelve. The nightmare of the apostles.
"Damn, is that Mu Shaoan doing a ghost again?"
"Crowd curse, my God, this is the end of us being tortured to death. "
"No, everyone, we are the twelve apostles. Now that little bastard should have just released the mass curse, can't we think of a way to intervene? Checock, you magicians Don't you have any suggestions?" An apostle asked at this time.
"This is not a simple group curse!" Chicock shook his head bitterly.
"I also know that this is not a simple curse, but we can't be beaten so passively, this stuff can swallow our luck, Damn, I can move unhindered in the whole For so long in the world, I have never seen such an evil curse technique that does not harm your spiritual soul's physical health, and just swallows your luck so erratic, is there any skill in this world that is more damaging than this?"
"Amitabha, shut up!"
The monk finally spoke, with the same bitter expression, "From now on, stop doing things, everyone, shut me up, obediently and honestly Staying, this should be the best way to evade this curse."
"But, Master Abbot, shall we go back?"
"Or, let's join hands to kill Did you get that little bastard?"
"hmph, you can do it yourself if you don’t want to die, and you’re right, this is indeed not a simple curse, if this poor monk is not bad, it should be It's the Heavenly God skill!" The monk added another sentence, but this sentence made the other apostles as if they were hit by a heavenly thunder, and they couldn't stand their eyes on them.
Soon, the apostle stammered and asked:
"Wait, wait, the abbot, you can eat rice, but you can’t talk nonsense, you and me. Knowing what the Heavenly God technique represents, only three of our twelve apostles have mastered the three Heavenly God techniques. Even if the little bastard has completed the 3rd-layer evolution by coincidence, he has obtained the rudimentary form of the roaring Heavenly God technique. But, how can he master this cursing Heavenly God skill?"
"This is not a question. In fact, this just proves one thing. The civilization fault that Dahe civilization lost must be In the Earth civilization, at the very least, that civilization fault left a deep mark in the Earth civilization. As for why the little bastard mastered the curse Heavenly God skills, sorry, only ghosts know."
The monk sighed, this is really the nemesis of the hit.