I am your natural enemy.

Chapter 563: Wonderful Mechanism, Not a Bug (5k)

"Don't listen to the enemy."

This is also something that Zhang Xuewen had been reminded of many times before, because there are many wonderful abilities that are achieved through language.

Zhang Xuewen has a good point, he is very obedient to advice, he knows that Wen Yan must have seen many more professional abilities than him, so there is definitely some truth in what he said.

Before, whenever the Lieyang Tribe needed him to take action, it was basically situations that were suitable for extremely powerful monsters, or situations that were suitable for his kind of large-scale power coverage.

So, when the gray-faced guy started to bully him, Tuoba Wushen immediately wondered if this guy had some ability and wanted to influence him through words.

A guy who just came to the human world and can speak the Shenzhou language, except for his strange accent, if you only listen to his voice, you really wouldn't think that he is not from Shenzhou.

If the opponent was a weakling, Tuoba Wushen would not think too much about it, but it was a very rare case that the opponent could confront him head-on, even if he was obviously at a disadvantage.

Despite such a head-on collision, the opponent's recovery speed was extremely amazing. His injuries could be healed in a flash, and in the end only a layer of skin was lost.

Tuoba Wushen threw a simple and pure punch, interrupting the gray-faced man's next words.

Although most of his body's strength remained in the state of radiating yang energy outwards, there was still a part of his strength that was forcibly gathered by the perfectly harmonious cultivation diagram in his chest as he entered combat mode, and was blasted out with his movements.

It was just a simple punch, and it was as if a blinding light suddenly appeared. As he threw the punch, it turned into an eruption of yang energy and rushed forward.

This time, Gray Face didn't dare to continue a head-on confrontation. In a pure head-on confrontation, even if he had a body full of ghosts, he would not be a match for Tuoba Wushen, a monster with extreme numerical capabilities.

His body swayed strangely, as if he was pushed by the power of Tuoba Wushen, just like when you punch in the water, the water waves will arrive before the fist arrives, pushing away several leaves and deviating from their original positions.

In an instant, the gray-faced man went from the hard-core state to an erratic state.

But the next moment, a beam of light blasted out from Tuoba Wushen's fist.

The power that was blasted out before was purely the dissipated power that was triggered by his inability to fully control his own power.

This point at this moment is the power he mobilizes.

The surrounding air was forced away, and the blazing force, like a fireball, exploded here.

The gray-faced man put his arms in front of him. His erratic state was completely useless in the face of this unreasonable range-covering force.

The gray-faced man was just hit and flew backwards.

The beam of light blasted out and rushed out more than a hundred meters before it began to dissipate uncontrollably over a large area.

All the monsters along the path of the light column were purified on the spot and turned into ashes without even a scream.

Even if the dissipated force was more than a hundred meters away, to others it would appear that the force exploded more than a hundred meters away.

Alternation of cold and heat, collision of yang and yin, and above the sea, strong winds and huge waves. The collision and interweaving of auras alone caused continuous explosions.

The gray-faced man's body was just touched and flames began to burn on it. He had a strong yin energy and quickly put out the yang fire, but the outermost layer of skin was still unusable.

He reached out again and tore off a layer of waste skin.

He now had some understanding of why, in all the information he had obtained, his greatest obstacle had never been the old Taoist priest guarding the rift in the sea of ​​clouds, but Tuoba Wushen.

This guy is really too outrageous. He is obviously just a human with flesh and blood, but his physical strength and bone strength are stronger than all the ghost bones in his body.

What made him feel even more troubled was that after such a brief fight, he felt that the power of this Tuoba Wushen seemed to be still rising.

Tuoba Wushen said nothing, using other people's ultimate skills as basic attacks, standing in the place where a large number of ghosts gathered. There was also a vortex that continuously spewed out power unique to ghosts. However, his yang energy could still suppress the environment here.

He felt refreshed. The things that Wen Yan had tortured him to death before seemed to be finally useful now.

Before there were even any cultivators, the power within the body and that perfectly harmonious three-dimensional pattern were actually just an extension of martial arts.

Strictly speaking, it is the power of the third stage of Wen Yan's unique martial arts.

Even though it is very strong, it is still at this stage in essence.

Now the same thing has essentially become a perfect practice roadmap for cultivators.

This was an added benefit of Wen Yan borrowing Tuoba Wushen's body to do deductions. Tuoba Wushen never became a cultivator and did not cultivate his realm, but he could still cultivate his strength.

This feeling of being able to slightly control power and have a clear direction fascinated Tuoba Wushen.

He said nothing, but chased the gray-faced man and punched him continuously, squandering his strength.

All the abilities and strength of that gray-faced man, under the extreme suppression of Yang energy, had almost no chance of breaking through Tuoba Wushen's defense and severely injuring Tuoba Wushen.

Even if he could break through, the damage that might be caused would only be equivalent to a tickle to Tuoba Wushen.

Tuoba Wushen was not so anxious anymore. He had the idea of ​​killing the opponent and honing his strength at the same time.

Time passed bit by bit. Under the suppression of Tuoba Wushen, Gray Face could always recover in an instant as long as he was not killed instantly. The price was only the outermost layer of skin.

There was no flesh and blood on his ghost bones at all. His body shape was formed by layers of skin stacked on top of the ghost bones.

It is because of this that his special ability allows him to transfer all damage to the outermost layer of skin.

Above the sea surface, as time passed, the black substance that looked like oil continued to condense and had formed a huge black shell on the sea surface. The black shell floated on the sea surface with the vortex as the center, getting bigger and bigger.

As it grew bigger, it also became more and more stable. Under the tempering and burning of the huge yang energy here, the ghosts and other things contained in those things were all burned out and continued to evaporate, as if it had turned into a strange artificial island.

The number of monsters that emerged had been suppressed. They appeared in the area covered by the yang energy. After a certain period of time, they could not hold on any longer.

When they are about to be unable to bear it, the monsters will sacrifice themselves.

The original plan to develop a Yin Realm was forcibly changed by the presence of Tuoba Wushen here, from creating a Yin Realm to creating a strange island without a bottom.

On the other side, Wen Yan was still waiting at the main intersection. Seeing that the East China Sea seemed to be in a stalemate, Tuoba Wushen encountered a very difficult to kill mechanical monster, and coupled with environmental factors, Wen Yan did not urge him.

Everything was pretty much as he had deduced before. He used the lunar calendar and the power of the Moon Goddess to slightly change Zhang Xuewen's calendar, and the changes were unsurprising.

After the change, he also felt that it would become extremely difficult to change the calendar of Tuoba Wushen.

It was far less easy than at first, to enter the transformation, he only needed to pluck the string gently, especially when there were not many changes and the time itself was very close, it was easier.

He could no longer change anything here, so he came to Old Zhao's basement and took a look at the Taoist Bu Shi. The Taoist Bu Shi had recovered well, but it took him a little too long to cast the forbidden spell, and he was also eroded by the underworld environment.

With Bu Shi Dao Ren's strength, he would be able to recover easily after a few days of sun exposure.

After being personally blessed with yang energy by Wen Yan, the side effects were eliminated faster.

Without considering that the Taoist had almost recovered, he took the initiative to speak.

"Junior Brother Wen, it's not appropriate for you to show up like this. I'll go and watch from below. I'll call you if there's any problem."

"Okay, I'll have to trouble you, Senior Brother. I'll also keep an eye on this place. I feel like something might come over here."

"That's better."

Without paying attention to the Taoist priest's eating something, he continued to stare at the edge of the underworld.

As time passed, several hours went by. According to the news sent back by the black box and what Wen Yan saw with the help of Moon Goddess, the situation over there was still at a stalemate.

That alien over there is really hard to kill. He has been skinned alive by Tuoba Wushen at least a hundred times, but he is still alive.

Wen Yan looked at the time, wondering whether he should find a way to notify Tuoba Wushen.

But looking at the time, he suddenly fell silent.

The current time is 29:23 on the evening of the th.

Under normal circumstances, it would take at least 21 hours, or until eight o'clock tomorrow night, for Tuoba Wushen to accumulate enough basic skills to transform into a numerical monster.

His peak time as the God of War at the end of this month was actually only four hours.

Aside from the time before midnight on the 1st, you should leave some time to escape.

His peak transformation time of a month might be within an hour.

Now, Wen Yan was very sure that after Tuoba Wushen completed his transformation, he had progressed to a state where his calendar could not be tampered with, but if his calendar was slightly changed, the effect of his transformation would still be maintained. So here comes the question.

In another hour, it will be the actual end of the month.

At that moment, will Tuoba Wushen become Zhang Xuewen, or will he still follow the normal career path and continue to become stronger starting from midnight on the last day of the month?

In any case, it certainly won’t be that I will first become Zhang Xuewen and then become stronger little by little.

Zhang Xuewen had tried this himself, and Wen Yan had also tried it with him once.

Starting from midnight on the last day of the month, the starting point of becoming stronger was Zhang Xuewen’s state at that time.

If Zhang Xuewen was intact as usual, he would start to become stronger slowly.

If Zhang Xuewen is almost dead, his dying state will be used as the starting point to first restore his body to normal and then continue to become stronger.

Wen Yan looked up and seemed to see Tuoba Wushen's current state. He was already very close to his previous peak state.

But, let's be safe.

Wen Yan was already prepared. As long as it was midnight and Tuoba Wushen turned back into Zhang Xuewen, he would intervene immediately.

It is difficult to change the calendar of Tuoba Wushen, but it is very easy to change the calendar of Zhang Xuewen.

Time passed by little by little, and the black plain floating on the sea had covered an area of ​​several kilometers. Those things were constantly broken and reassembled, becoming heavier and more solid.

Tuoba Wushen was so excited that he completely forgot about time.

And the gray face now looked like a skeleton covered with a layer of human skin.

Tuoba Wushen really couldn't resolve his ability through any mechanism, so he had to rely on the simplest and most brutal method to peel off his skin layer by layer.

As the time approached midnight, a person appeared in the sky, staring at Wen Yan with a stopwatch, ready to take action.

Then when standard time reaches the moment of zero.

Nothing happened.

Wen Yan didn't need to do anything, everything was running according to the original mechanism.

Tuoba Wushen takes his current state as a starting point and begins to transform into the "God of War at the End of the Month".

There is no problem.

It's just a weird mechanism.

Wen Yan looked at this scene and even felt a little regretful. He could only change the calendar of Zhang Xuewen, but it was difficult to shake the calendar of Tuoba Wushen.

Of course, in his opinion, this should simply be a lack of strength, not a wrong mechanism.

At least for now, there may only be one way to take advantage of this wonderful mechanism, and it can only be stacked to "God of War for Two Days at the End of the Month" at most.

If the time of Zhang Xuewen's calendar is changed to not the second to last day of the month, then this wonderful mechanism will not work.

At most, we can let Tuoba Wushen come out when needed.

If they could stack thirty... no, if they could stack ten days, Wen Yan would now dare to take Tuoba Wushen and charge directly into the wilderness and flatten that place.

At this moment, in the headquarters, the director had a calm expression and it was impossible to tell what he was thinking. Everyone seemed to think that this was a very normal thing.

But the director's mind was full of questions.

I have been wondering since yesterday, and now I am even more confused.

He was actually quite worried just now, and even wanted to find Tuoba Wushen to ask what was going on.
On the other side, Cai Heizi was looking at the images on the screen, completely confused. How could he have ever thought that this would be the case?
Haven't they ever thought about whether there is something, someone, or some professional ability that can make up for Tuoba Wushen's huge shortcomings?
After thinking about it, in the end, I can only let Tuoba Wushen take the kingly path.

From the God of War at the end of the year, the God of War at the end of the quarter, the God of War at the end of the month, he finally evolved to being the God of War every day.

Unfortunately, as we walked along this road, we reached an obvious bottleneck by the end of the month.

It was only when Tuoba Wushen was messing around with Wen Yan that he found the direction. Now, this direction is becoming clearer.

Maybe next time I will become the end-of-week war god or the weekend war god.

The time for huge defects is always decreasing.

Cai Heizi looked at the screen and finally smiled. This is the new era.

He waved his hand to shrink the image of the East China Sea and put it in the corner. He no longer focused on it and began to pay attention to other places.

Meanwhile, in the East China Sea, Tuoba Wushen is still growing stronger. Even at this time, the rate of his growth is more stable than before, and it is improving steadily over time.

Half an hour later, he stretched out his hand and pinched the gray-faced man's face with his palm. Flames were burning all over his body, and he forcibly tore off and burned the last layer of skin on the gray-faced man's body.

The bone claws of the gray-faced man, which had only the last layer of skin left, were like ten sharp thorns, piercing the skin on Tuoba Wushen's chest.

But that was all it did. It just pierced the skin and was blocked by the muscles beneath the skin, without even touching the bone.

Tuoba Wushen exerted force in his palm and ripped off the last layer of skin on the gray face, revealing a body like black jade, built entirely of ghost bones.

After losing all his skin, the gray-faced man laughed, and the Yin energy in his body expanded rapidly.

The monsters that kept pouring out, but kept dying and sacrificing, trying to create a netherworld, all changed the targets of their sacrifices.

Originally, it was just a monster that couldn't withstand Tuoba Wushen's huge yang energy, so it completed the sacrifice before dying.

Those monsters simply cannot escape from this huge area of ​​yang energy covering dozens of kilometers. If they can't get out, they will be burned to death here.

The effect of quantity is weakened to the extreme here.

At this moment, all the monsters that emerged changed their targets. No matter they were about to be burned to death by the yang energy or those that were not yet dead, they all sacrificed themselves to the gray-faced man.

Two points of black flame suddenly ignited in the empty eye sockets of the gray-faced skull. The flames rapidly expanded and grew larger as the sacrifice took place.

The black flame expanded and forced back Tuoba Wushen's hand that was pressing on his face.

"How foolish! I came here personally to complete an essential leap so that I can stand firm in this world from now on. But you helped me..."

Before the gray-faced man could finish his words, Tuoba Wushen ignored the dry claws stuck in his chest, and suddenly slapped the black jade skull head with both hands in a gesture of double peaks piercing ears.

His two hands tightly grasped the skull, and his two thumbs dug directly into its eye sockets. The overly strong yang energy in his body began to erupt wildly, like the tail flame of a rocket, roaring and whistling.

The perfect harmony diagram in his body, at this moment, mobilized the power that gathered him, and surged to the maximum.

The two thumbs he had inserted into the opponent's eye sockets had been burnt by the black flames, but at the same time, his overwhelming power also flowed along the two thumbs and directly into the black jade skull's head.

The red flames continued to fight against the black flames.

This is a confrontation of the purest power, using his yang energy to fight against the sacrificial power of all the monsters here.

The situation began to become deadlocked, but as time went on, Tuoba Wushen's power continued to increase steadily.

The balance began to tilt slowly, and the black jade skull continued to struggle, wanting to say something.

But every time he wanted to say something, Tuoba Wushen would explode, forcibly interrupt the other party and absolutely would not listen to his nonsense.

The red flames gradually overwhelmed the black flames, and red flames began to burn inside the black jade skull's head.

He looked at Tuoba Wushen, feeling very aggrieved. He hadn't finished a complete sentence yet!

"It's too late. Remember, my name is 魀."

With those last words, red flames gushed out from the black jade skull's head, completely overwhelming the power of the sacrifice.

Tuoba Wushen doesn't understand what the other party is doing, but he will use the simplest and most brutal method that can best play to his own advantages to compete with the opponent in terms of numbers, and then crush the opponent to death.

Today is the last day of the month, but today is just the beginning.

(End of this chapter)