Chapter 323 Death
"Learn, study, study hard." The big demon's form did not exceed Mu Hua's expectation.
In other words, because he had seen the male demon earlier, Mu Hua's appearance on Tuesday was actually a surprise.
Walking closer to Tuesday, who was half-kneeling on the ground, Mu Hua poked her skin with his fingers, which was delicate, soft and tough.
Well, of course, this softness is for strength above a certain level, otherwise the touch may become fluorinated rubber.
"Speaking of which, if I use a big demon as a medium for horny skin, can I get wings like yours?" After touching Tuesday's body, Mu Hua reached out to touch Tuesday's wings.
Hard, the bones are like steel, and the feather scales are tough. Unlike what he imagined would be an easily damaged weakness on his body, the wings were quite defensive. Mu Hua even sensed a sharp feeling from them.
The wing bones of her wings are not one-by-one, but have a structure like a spinal whip, which can be stretched and folded. After a deliberate demonstration on Tuesday, the devil's wings were actually able to cover her body like an armor. shirt.
It's a very handsome thing. Mu Hua likes these wings.
"Master, you should appreciate my temperament and beauty more instead of trying to dismantle my parts." As if he was unhappy with Mu Hua's attention, Tuesday's eyes turned into dark devil eyes. Tucao said.
The devil's dark eyes can be restrained, but he just completed his evolution on Tuesday and is still unable to control his body in detail.
The big devil's complaints earned Mu Hua a blank stare. Tuesday reluctantly confirmed that if he wanted his master to worry about him, he would probably have to learn the art of transformation well.
Mu Hua said it casually about the Devil's Wings. After all, he didn't get the Devil's Horn from the Minotaur.
In fact, Mu Hua is not that obsessed with the human form. Even from the perspective of his previous life, he still thinks that some demons with humanoid forms are quite handsome.
Of course, this may be more of a man's perspective, a recognition of strength.
With a burst of illusory distortion, the huge demon slowly dissipated, and a woman wearing a black veil and mist robe appeared in front of Mu Hua.
"Is this death?" Mu Hua asked softly, extending his palm to the woman's cheek.
A woman with waterfall-like long black hair, cherry lips and upturned nose, well-proportioned facial features, and a beautiful woman except for her eyes. This is another form of Tuesday, which is the 'death' evolved from the cursed spirit.
Tuesday in this form is completely human, mysterious and quiet, somewhat similar to Vivian's temperament. The only flaw is probably that she has a pair of lifeless, droopy eyes.
The palm of his hand touched his cheek, which was delicate and cold. Mu Hua curled his lips and realized that it was indeed cold.
The form of Tuesday should still belong to the category of the dead.
"Yes, our existence is very special. Strictly speaking, we should be the gods of death in human stories." As he spoke, Tuesday floated behind Mu Hua, put his hands around Mu Hua's neck, and pressed his cheek against Mu Hua's face. .
There is almost no weight on Tuesday on his back. Although he can come into contact with Mu Hua and feel it, this is actually a spiritual state.
Although he can still switch between physical and spiritual bodies as before, after transforming into a physical body at this time on Tuesday, he looked like a big demon just now.
"God of Death? Is it related to the death in the apocalypse?" Without paying attention to Tuesday's behavior, Mu Hua called the skeleton warrior back to the abyss to fish.
"The mother body from which we are born also determines our strength and survivability to a large extent. It should be a similar existence." When he said it on Tuesday, Mu Hua didn't need to ask in detail to explain his situation.
"I can collect the death of living beings. For example, if you shoot a bamboo pig to death, I can collect its death, and I can also apply it to another living being to make it suffer the same intensity of death."
"Same intensity? Death, injury?" Tuesday's statement was very general, and Mu Hua didn't quite understand it.
"No, it probably involves the law of cause and effect. It can also be in the form of car accidents, falls, diseases, etc. It is not injury, but death of the same intensity."
"Can it be purified?"
"No, 'death' is the end point. Once contaminated, it is inevitable. Well... with enough power of faith, one should be able to imagine the power to avoid death. Maybe it can."
The power of faith? Mu Hua just doesn't understand that thing. He feels that playing with it requires self-hypnosis and self-brainwashing. He cannot distort his own cognition and values, and it is basically impossible to touch it.
However, no matter how unmagical the power of faith is, immunity from death does not seem to be something that an ordinary magic stick can replace. It seems that it requires extremely high-level magic.
Thinking about Tuesday's abilities, in addition to collecting death, her ability is a bit like the coming of death, which makes her seem a bit invincible.
"Of course, what can kill a bamboo pig may not necessarily kill a human being." When Mu Hua sighed, he heard Tuesday continue.
"Collect, how to collect?" Mu Hua frowned. This probably refers to the intensity of death. He was thinking about it and it gave him a headache. Wouldn't it be better not to collect the deaths of weak creatures at all?
To endure the death of a high-level monster, ordinary human beings would definitely die even if they tried to make ends meet. Even the aura of the protagonist might not be able to withstand it.
"It's simple, just be near the deceased."
"Master, all it takes is one war. Just one regular war and I can collect a lot of deaths."
"I can release death and misfortune indiscriminately within a radius of one kilometer. Every kilometer, uninterrupted, we can destroy a city without anyone noticing, and we can make all human beings tremble in unknown fear. "
Okay, here it comes again. Mu Hua rolled his eyes again, as if it had been a long time since he heard Tuesday's talk of widespread destruction.
All humans? Fear of the unknown? Are you sure it's unknown? The shadow of 'death' has long existed in human legends. Mu Hua does not believe that no one can detect the clues of large-scale disasters.
"Deaths need to be collected, which means this is not an ability that can be used freely." Before Mu Hua could speak, Tina interjected, but there was something wrong with her focus.
"It's no different from free exercise. Don't forget, the creatures destroyed by death will bring new deaths." Mu Hua complained.
Although he didn't know the concept of death, Mu Hua probably understood its meaning.
That is to say, if you go to places with dead people, you will get the so-called death. Throwing this kind of death to another person on Tuesday can make that person face a misfortune that may cause life danger.
Isn’t that invincible?
Oh, that doesn't seem right. The misfortune of death is not immediate, and people who know her existence will probably seek her out immediately.
but. . . It's still quite invincible, but it's doomed to death. You might knock yourself to death if you try your best.
"Is this ability controllable? For example, choosing from the deaths you collected, choosing which death to send to whom?" Mu Hua asked with a frown.
If you can control it and poke more powerful monsters, doesn't that mean someone will die?
Even if the king is targeted by Tuesday, he will probably suffer a lifetime of bad luck, right?
"It's a pity, Master. Death is kind. It is my instinct to absorb death. If it is released indiscriminately, death will randomly find a host."
"In terms of granting, we can only care for each living creature once, and the degree of death he will endure is not something I can decide." Weird words kept coming out of Tuesday's mouth.
Mu Hua suddenly realized, well, the God of Death is here, but the death spread by this God of Death still has a certain survival rate. The key to its survival is probably directly affected by its own strength.
A very strange and terrifying ability. The power of faith may be regarded as her mortal enemy. Put in the human world, she is almost no different from a real god of death.
As long as she wants to cause trouble, as long as no one knows her true identity, this girl with droopy eyes can really cause a mass extinction of life, right?
Didn't you hear what she said? A death from a stabbing may also result from a car accident, a serious illness, a fire, etc. . .
Isn’t it unusual for this to kill a person and cause some adverse effects in other areas at the same time?
Looking at Tuesday with some surprise, Mu Hua took a breath of cold air. Although he had never seen the Demon Lord, Mu Hua thought that in terms of disaster ability, Tuesday might be more dangerous than the Demon Lord.
"How kind of a death god are you?" Icarus, who had been squatting next to him like a little transparent person, suddenly asked.
Well, this is also a question Mu Hua wants to ask again. The existence of Tuesday is a bit scary.
"Our birth is not inevitable. There should not be many of them. At least I have never seen anyone of the same race." Tuesday shook his head.
"It's hard to say about the cursed spirit, but if it evolves into your kind, I guess it won't last long."
"Resurrection, um, the substitute amulet should also work, right? After you have withstood the death and misfortune you brought once, you will be exempted from this ability. As long as you have withstood the death you brought once, it would be strange not to hunt you to the ends of the earth. ” Mu Hua sighed.
Compared to Tuesday's state of death, several people seemed to have ignored her great demon state, but it has to be said that she is also a death gatherer. This is what Tuesday said: the mother body that gave birth to them determines their strength. the fundamentals of.
After all, a deceitful demon who spreads death and a big demon who spreads death are not the same thing without thinking about it.
"No, Mu Hua, what I want to ask is, if she brings death to you now, will you no longer be afraid of them in the future?" Icarus interrupted the conversation.
"Huh?" Following Icarus' question, Mu Hua and Tina couldn't help but be startled. As they looked at each other, Mu Hua reached out and pulled Tuesday to the front from behind.
Yes, the deaths cast on Tuesday are more random, but that's also random from the deaths she absorbs.
She is still a pink and tender 'milk baby', and there is no death on her body at all.
If we catch a mouse and kill it in front of her now, and then let her transfer this death to us, and if we survive this death, and see existences like Tuesday in the future, we can ignore their terrifying ability.
Doesn't it mean that they can only release "Death is coming" to each creature once?
Mu Hua and Tina looked at Tuesday, and saw Tuesday curling up the corners of his mouth and giving Icarus a look of disgust.
"It's so eventful. These are what I originally said." Tuesday said to Icarus, while Mu Hua and Tina's eyes suddenly brightened.
"Okay, now, Tuesday, you stay here and don't do anything. Tina, go out and get some mice, and by the way, insects?" When Mu Hua said, he once again asked the fishing skeleton warriors to stop their fishing.
Tuesday absorbs death out of his control, and if he catches a monster again, it will still be troublesome if he kills it. As for the undead on the island, it doesn't matter. Tuesday specializes in dealing with living creatures. There are no dead souls for Tuesday to collect, and the undead don't suffer from the misfortune of death.
It is best not to let death appear around Tuesday. It is most appropriate to die a few mice, and then let the brothers bear the death from these mice. It is most appropriate.
"Ordinary bugs won't do. It's best for mice to be adults. I'm not a trash can." Tuesday looked slightly satisfied.
This is indeed a benefit she can bring to Mu Hua. She can prevent Mu Hua from being threatened by her own kind in the future.
With Tuesday's confirmation, Mu Hua left Icarus to guard Tuesday, while he and Tina returned to the hotel. Taking advantage of the darkness, the two searched for traces of rats in the town.
Catch mice, catch a few more, not only Mu Hua, but also a rare opportunity to let everyone around him bear a share of the death of mice.
Drowning, no, the concept of this method of death is too general. If you really put it in the water, you may not know whether the rat or the human will die first. It is not easy to determine the so-called intensity of death.
Death is not that simple. It does not mean that death from rats has no intensity. The standard for measuring the intensity of death is somewhat vague. Comfortable and low-intensity damage should barely be considered a standard.
Headshots and heartshots are no problem, they are all hits and collisions, forget it, just to be on the safe side, let’s not do it.
To make it die comfortably and comfortably, for example, give it a dose of potion that will never cause death?
Forget it, just beat him to death with moderate force. That is the most direct. Since Tuesday said that death can be overcome, there is nothing more intuitive than it.
It's late at night but not peaceful. There are more outsiders in the town now. Drunk pedestrians can be seen on the streets at night, and occasionally the sirens of police cars can be heard.
Originally, he wanted to catch mice, but after careful consideration, Mu Hua realized that the survival ability of birds should be weaker than that of mice, and their death should be 'lighter'.
insect? Not to mention, some bugs are really good. It probably has something to do with their natural lifespan. Creatures that can live for more than three to five years will be recognized as 'dead'.
But bugs are actually quite capable of survivability. Some of them can’t even be determined whether they are dead or not even if you crush them into clay. They are too cruel. What’s more, it’s impossible to determine how the intensity of death is calculated.
Summoning ravens to catch birds, Mu Hua suddenly discovered that there were two more star patrol carriers in the sky above the town.
The starships gathered together, and it seemed that the day for the star patrol meeting was getting closer. (End of chapter)