The fisherman druid is in another world

Chapter 377 Spirit Warrior

There was a lot of bleeding, so Hei Luobo lay in the pool of blood for a while to calm down.

At the same time, he heard someone quarreling.

Being proficient in the language meant that he had no language barriers and thus understood the ins and outs of what was happening.

It is indeed a sacrifice, but it is a very informal act of eating multiple servings of one thing.

In essence, it was a murder, but the rumors of evil sacrifice were very tempting, so the murder was made more complicated, hoping that this sacrifice would be able to continue the ceremony of that year and gain benefits.

Kurorobo stood up and held his neck with one hand.

The cut was quite deep. Although it has stopped bleeding now, if he is not supported, his head will most likely tilt to one side, affecting his normal vision.

One of the two people who were arguing was facing this side. When he saw Hei Luobo standing up, he was stunned and pointed at him with trembling hands. He was so frightened that he couldn't say anything.

Very good, I like this kind of Ye Gonghaolong style of jokes.

Hei Luobo stepped forward and struck directly with his palm.

The effect of this palm is just like what the Ancient One of Marvel Universe did to Strange and Hulk, directly slapping the soul out of the body.

Then, "ding ding ding!", dots were connected on the soul. As the slow motion effect with a hint of bullet time ended, the soul returned to the body on its own.

At the same time, another person suddenly swung his arm, and a blade flashed.

Hei Luobo tilted his head slightly to the side, but unfortunately his neck was severely injured and his limbs could not keep up with his consciousness, leaving a deep cut on his cheek where the bone was visible.

There was no bleeding, but the pink muscles and milky white fascia looked even more bloody and terrifying, as if they were turned outward like a baby's mouth.

Hei Luobo didn't even blink, his counterattack was still smooth, he slapped his palm smoothly, and also knocked the soul away, then hit the soul with a combination of acupoint pressing, and then let it return.

"Snap!" With a snap of their fingers, the two murderers sat down on the spot and began to practice.

After a while, sweat began to boil, clouds of mist surrounded him, and white gas rose from his body.

At this time, Hei Luobo stretched out his hand, and the vitality of the two was drawn out of their bodies, along Hei Luobo's arm, and into his body.

Vitality is the unity of essence, energy and spirit. Now that Hei Luobo is not in a good condition, he is more delicate in his thoughts. He needs to use some additional methods to make the vitality of others more "palatable" so that he can absorb and digest it quickly.

The bodies of the two murderers shrank visibly, and finally all the water in their bodies evaporated, and oil began to seep out, making them look like mummies coated with a layer of oil.

Hei Luobo closed his eyes and raised his head slightly, as if he was in deep thought or enjoying himself. After completing several rounds of internal circulation, the wounds on his cheeks and neck healed visibly.

"Crack!" There was a sound like popping beans on the bones, and Hei Luobo shook his limbs, with dissatisfaction in his expression.

The two murderers looked young, but they were weak inside and their lives were in jeopardy. He was stuck in a state of limbo, like trying to quench his thirst but only drinking the bottom of the cup.

He waved his hand at the two of them from a distance, and the remaining soul of Dahao was grasped in his hand. His body died completely, and his body tilted and fell to the ground, dead.

Hei Luobo casually glanced at the sacrificial site, a dark and damp cave, a nearly circular natural rock platform, and stalactites crisscrossing the surroundings and the top wall... It was indeed a natural, dark place where magical rituals were performed.

Although he does not intend to follow the old path this time and open the Old Branch or other dark supernatural combat positions, this place still has a certain value of returning.

The way out is winding but not difficult to walk on. Some places have been artificially treated, and you can even clearly see the outline of the steps. There are also iron rings for inserting torches on the side walls.

Hei Luobo didn't walk fast, and in one hand he was spinning two soul beads like an old man playing with health balls.

Pressing it into soul coins is rather laborious for him now, and more importantly, he has planned to fuse it into candle wicks to make durable soul wax.

The movement of life force in his body was also circulated over and over again like a soul bead.

The weak cannot be nourished, so after taking strong medicine to save the life, the next step is to take gentle conditioning measures.

From the perspective of a tonic, the vitality we currently possess is insufficient, but this does not prevent it from being transported and circulated now, nourishing the texture like a drizzle moistening long-dry land.

Inside the brain, thoughts were also constantly turning, including the remaining memories of the original owner of the body, as well as the information obtained from searching the soul in the soul bead.

In Hei Luobo's view, this world is unremarkable, just another barbaric and dark world.

The external pressure is extremely high and the living environment is terrible. It has not been reversed for a long time, so that most people have lost their upright spirit and have turned into a cruel involution.

Bullying and oppression, a dark heart and cruel hands, this murder and sacrifice is just a microcosm of the various evils at the bottom of today's society.

"The main culprit for the murder was actually the victim's wife, tsk!"

The poor are enjoying blessings that they should not be enjoying. It is like a fresh flower stuck in cow dung. Even if his wife is beautiful and does not make a sound, she still attracts many bees and butterflies. It is difficult to protect this flower.

This is the surface, at least from Hei Luobo's perspective.

After all, he never minds looking at people from a malicious perspective, and he has a meticulous mind and amazing insight. He can see through the details of the victim's past life and analyze the doubts.

Before I knew it, I was at the entrance of the cave.

The cigarette flame flickered, and there were already more than a dozen eagles on the ground, leaning against the rock wall and puffing out smoke. They were obviously letting off steam, which was not very professional, but was somewhat useful.

Hearing the footsteps, he naturally looked over, and then saw that it was the victim walking out of the darkness. He was startled at first, then his pupils shrank, and his muscles tensed up. He immediately wanted to do some violent actions, such as running, shouting, or rushing over.

But the leisurely Hei Luobo was faster. He slapped him and pointed at him. The man also turned around and started meditating on the spot, working at an overclocked frequency.

Soul-Falling Palm, Life-Pointing Finger, the extraordinary profession that Hei Luobo is working for this time is called Lingwu.

If Rob was here, he would probably sneer: "This is clearly an oriental cultural product that has been chewed over by foreigners. It's weird and ambiguous, just like the foreign version of Kung Pao Chicken, which is sweet and sour, and has a weird taste."

But Hei Luobo did not have this cultural background. He accidentally came into contact with this combat profession through the expansion tentacles of the Legion Priest Luo, and found it quite interesting and exciting.

So I sorted it out myself, tested it, and used it this time.

I have to mention here that as time goes by, the self-replication advantage of Legion Robo's Intelligent Avenue begins to emerge.

From linear growth to exponential growth, it has increased geometrically. In terms of high-end combat power, it cannot compare with the cult Robo, but in terms of quantity, it can only be said to be an alternative swarm.

Black Robo had long known that this would be the result, so one of the core guiding ideas he gave to Legion Robo was to focus on the breadth of intelligence collection.

Robo from the cult is the one who focuses on in-depth intelligence gathering.

And there is interaction between the two sides.

For example, Legion Robo discovered Lingwu, an alternative and niche extraordinary combat profession, in a remote world. He assessed that it was worth exploring in depth, so Legion Robo sent people there.

They preach and proselytize, they try to coax people into believing in something, they try to cheat people whenever they can, they hype up the atmosphere, it's a fanatical religion.

Trace back to the origin of this combat profession and the essence of each school, and at the same time, like a clinical drug trial, encourage the whole society to practice.

Many hands make light work. If there are any problems, they can be screened out through a large base.

It can be said that it won’t take long before the details are quickly perfected and version iteration begins.

To play this trick well, incitement is very important, which is the specialty of the cult Robo, the mental brainwashing. The specialty of the Legion Robo is the materialistic flow, real gold and silver, if you want it, you can give it, the productivity is there.

Black Robo also considered his own lineage. His dark image is probably well-known in the outer circle of gods, so this time he took an unconventional route to avoid the monitors from making associations. But in fact, the soup is changed, the medicine is changed, and the skin is changed. It is difficult to change the bones. His lawless, cold and cruel smell of silver coins is stronger than the toilet stone that has been accumulated for years. When he can act like a cowardly good person, it will be considered a great performance and his character will be upgraded. Otherwise, he is just an alternative Tom Cruise. No matter how good the script and role are, they will all be played as Tom Cruise in the end...

Just like now, he didn't take the brutal murder seriously at all, and waved impatiently at two young men and women passing by: "Go away! Haven't you seen the ascension and death? Why are you joining in the fun?"

Who's body shrank rapidly after ascending to heaven and passing away, from more than 100 pounds to a bag of skin and bones weighing only a few dozen pounds?

The young couple ran away trembling with fear and in disorderly steps.

After Kurorobo sucked the life and snatched the soul, he kicked the corpse into the shadow of the cave entrance.

You know what, this severely dehydrated, oily skin is still quite resilient, like rubber, and has withstood a lot of force without falling apart...

Seeing the smoke and fire falling from the pocket of the informant on the ground, Hei Luobo picked them up and skillfully lit one for himself.

He himself did not have the habit of smoking, but the original owner of this body did.

To be more precise, they are just freeloaders and bootlickers. They spend all the money they earn on licking others, and they are content to live frugally.

The physical addiction has not been completely eliminated, and the residual soul's wishes have not been eliminated, including the desire to smoke a few cigarettes.

Hei Luobo was willing to fulfill his last wish because it would be convenient to completely eliminate the interference of the residual soul of the original owner of the body.

If he came in forcefully, there would be no such delicate gameplay. With just a rush of his powerful mental power, the problem of the residual soul in this body would be cleared away.

It’s not possible now. We need to pay more attention to methods and approaches.

But in some aspects, such as the arson by the Ga people, he was unwilling to compromise.

Having been a wolf for too long, he instinctively refuses to be a sheep anymore and cannot soften his stance.

Holding a cigarette in his mouth, he strolled around, not paying much attention to the world, this era, and this region. From the outside, it was hard to tell that he was going back to kill his wife to prove his faith, and then hack and chop his way along.

Crazy? Well, yes, but crazy is different from insane.

Some people become monks because they have messed up their lives and have no choice but to escape. Others really see through the mundane world and choose to become monks.

When it comes to the human world, Hei Luobo's mind is filled with all kinds of grand narratives, but the only thing missing is the warmth of ordinary people finding joy in suffering.

After all, in his eyes, kindness is just a trait that the weak show when they instinctively adapt in order to survive better.

With such a weird thought, even if he shows some propriety and decency that normal people can understand, it is like the attitude of a well-fed beast towards small animals. It seems lenient, but if you think about it carefully, the reason is not decent at all.

I returned to my shabby but clean and tidy apartment, and my wife was not at home.

This made Hei Luobo's murderous intent jump a little bit again.

Then take a shower and change your clothes first.

After taking off the clothes, the skin peeled off, just like tearing off a cheap tights, grabbing a handful of the epidermis, and even the hair was like taking off a wig, with a layer of the scalp being wiped off directly.

The scene was a bit scary, but the result was good. The person became a dozen years younger and returned to the image of a young man in his prime.

In fact, even when the original owner, Luo Bo, was at the peak of his looks, he was not as good at fighting as he is now.

The eyebrows and eyes themselves, as well as their specific positions, have all undergone subtle adjustments to the optimal level on the original basis, reaching the limit.

This is an obvious feature of the human body's evolution towards perfection, and it is not something that Hei Luobo deliberately created.

The extraordinary warrior spirit warrior has successfully taken office, and his life form has evolved, which is equivalent to a fetal remodeling, and has been optimized from the current genetic level.

After that, customize it and call it Black Robo from now on, the toilet will drain waste.

It's not shit, but the destroyed parts of the internal organs. In the eyes of professionals, it is basically a complete but incomplete set of feces. After the discharge, the little belly is gone.

Soon, after finishing the shower, he stood in front of the mirror. His eyebrows were full of flesh, his hair was thick and black, and his eyes looked a little weird. They were not dark brown, but pure black, with a little red glow deep in the core.

"Crack!" The bones made another round of sound, and his body became more muscular, with an ape back, a wasp waist, an inverted triangle shape, a tall body, and well-proportioned muscles. His movements were like surging waves, full of explosive power.

"Puff!" He spat out a few remaining teeth, scooped up some water from the tap with his hand, sucked it into his mouth and rinsed it casually, then showed his teeth again. His mouth was already full of forty teeth as white as porcelain knives.

Luo Bo nodded at himself in the mirror. Now he had more reason to kill his wife to prove his truth.

Even his appearance has changed so much that he can't hide it from the person next to him.

After searching through the closet for clothes, the one that was finally chosen was Robo's only formal suit, which was also his wedding suit that year, a military dress.

The military uniform was a bit too big at first, and later, in order to make a living, Luo Bo became a skinny uncle. When he put it on again, he looked even more out of place.

Given Luo Bo's social status and social circle, there were no social events that required him to dress up formally, so this set of clothes became a display item and a memorial to his past military career.

It fits me well when I wear it now. It’s a little tight, but it just shows off my good figure.

The only problem is that the fabric has deteriorated over the years and can easily turn into beggar's clothes if worn as training clothes.

No rush, I'll go collect the debt right away. This somewhat inappropriate outfit is just for the sake of maintaining basic decency and avoiding some rubbish scenes of looking down on others.

He used his hand as a razor to give himself a neat yet dashing haircut. After tidying up and dressing up a little, the uncle in the mirror, who had been overwhelmed by life and become a middle-aged beast of burden, had turned back into a spirited masculine animal, but his eyes were less spirited and looked calm and sinister.

After all this trouble, the daughter-in-law still didn't come back.

Okay, let you live a few more hours.

Luo Bo walked out of the door slowly, putting on his windbreaker and pulling down the brim of his hat to cover up his elegance so as not to shock his friends and neighbors.

This kind of community, which is only one level higher than the slums, is where the most gossips come from. After all, people in real slums are basically struggling for three meals a day, and every day they are either struggling to make a living or working themselves to death, so they don’t have the leisure time to spread rumors.

Of course, given the boring life they lead, gossip is one of the few cheap ways to relieve boredom in life. We cannot expect them to not believe in or spread rumors.

What's more, what was presented to Luo Bo was a seriously deformed society.

Due to external forces, the civilization was almost crippled from its heyday, with population, technology, economy, culture... almost all aspects regressing.

Morality is naturally not preserved either. After all, only when the granaries are full can one learn etiquette.

The existing social order mainly relies on high pressure, with external and internal pressure working together. The people are the layer of flesh and blood membrane that resists erosion. They are under pressure all the time and are the first to be hurt.

Then, against the backdrop of a grim situation and growing despair, all kinds of evil and cruel forces quickly rose up within the organization.

For example, the Vitality Club was once the official chamber pot, but now it is getting bigger and bigger, colluding with the government, and even has a tendency to turn the government into a rubber stamp.

The dark order, this Robo is all too familiar with.

He was used to it, but he was used to being the superior in his order, not the oppressed beast.

So of course you have to rebel, not for justice, but because your uncle is always your uncle.

(End of this chapter)