I killed the film and television world

Chapter 587 God of War

Chapter 587 God of War
a few days later
Zuo Yan began to transfer two perfected bloodlines with outstanding abilities through the marriage contract.

At the same time, she seemed to be worried that Song Ren might have misunderstood something, so she attached a detailed record of the points usage and explained the detailed information of the two bloodlines.

The hundreds of thousands of points that had been given to her previously had been used to increase the perfection of the two bloodlines in accordance with Song Ren's wishes.

Song Ren promptly gave it to Xu Yuan.

As expected, I once again received the additional strengthening effect of +0.6 from the Descending Divine Image.

If we take into account the previous ice and snow bloodline, the increase is 0.3.

So, after this trip, the power of the dharma was almost doubled.

Song Ren could clearly feel that his personal strength had broken through one small limit after another.

In the update of personal status bar——

In the talent item, the divine image displayed by Kuiniu's talent showed small words +0.9.

In addition, the Flying Knife that Beheads Immortals is the biggest gain besides the Dharma Image of Descending Gods.

Compared to the player Lu Jun who can only rely on his bloodline and lifespan to forcibly use the Flying Knife of the Immortal Slayer, Song Ren does not have this problem.

After he refined the magic gourd again, he could easily use the Immortal-Slaying Flying Knife by consuming only his own energy and blood.

Moreover, in terms of specific power, it is incomparable to when it was in Lu Jun's hands.

To put it bluntly, even if it was Buddha Tathagata, as long as he consumed a little more energy and blood, he could still kill him from a distance.

……

When the week of returning to reality approaches, it is time to make a wish and start traveling.

Song Ren waited in the dark night until the second hand jumped to the early morning.

As expected, a new journey began again.

[The 22nd round of the wishing mission has officially begun. This world is temporarily named: Martial God. ]

【Wisher:

Song Si - The gates of heaven and earth open, demons and ghosts revive, and this is a great catastrophe for heaven and earth.

The whole world will fall into hell.

Where is the savior god?
Where should we go from here...】

[Song Si's wish: If there is no god in the world, please teach me, my ancestors! ]

【Tip: This round of the world is an unconventional proxy mode. 】

"..."

Song Ren already had a black question mark on his head: "Make a wish, what does this mean?"

[Boss, through the structure of the main god world, I can now capture a time node on the world line, and it just happens to be linked to your bloodline and make a wish. ]

"So, this is not a movie world, but comes from a certain timeline in the future?"

[To be precise, it is a certain timeline in one of countless futures. The future has infinite possibilities.]

"So, this kid named Song Si is my bloodline?"

[Yes, but I need to correct one thing, she is not a boy, but a girl. ]

"It doesn't matter. This world seems interesting. Let's go."

[Okay, boss. 】

When Song Ren opened his eyes again, the world had regained its light.

There was a drizzle in the gray sky.

Everything around seemed to be still, and in front of me were tall buildings rising up.

On the wide and bright asphalt street, vehicles are still flowing forward.

This street scene is a completely standard metropolitan style.

It seems that the future technology tree is just average and seems to be stagnant.

The clouds in the sky are rolling, gathering into lines of text.

[Tip: This is an unconventional proxy mode, so the boss will be given a certain amount of information about the background of the times. ]

【Coordinates: 115 degrees east longitude, 37 degrees north latitude. 】

[The world opens, and demons and ghosts revive.]

On the planet, humans can only survive this catastrophe.

When someone discovered that they could learn the skills from foreigners in order to defeat them, controlling monsters and ghosts became the most popular special profession in the world.

When hot weapons lost their natural dominance, cold weapons began to prevail again.

But beneath the prosperity, a huge crisis is looming.

As the revived demons become more powerful, the situation in the world becomes more serious, and humanity is facing a life-and-death situation.

All countries have predicted that within no more than 120 years, humans will be completely destroyed by demons and ghosts and disappear completely from the planet. 】

【The world begins.】

Everything within sight began to come alive again.

Song Ren was standing on a steel overpass. Most of the people coming and going were young people, who were walking hurriedly with umbrellas in their hands.

The cold rain falling on his forehead also made Song Ren gradually regain his composure.

He took out an antique oil-paper umbrella and stood on the bridge holding it.

Not far ahead, a group of young men and women were gathered together, talking on the overpass in the continuous drizzle.

Song Ren walked closer and saw that the person surrounded was a middle-aged vendor squatting on the overpass.

The stalls were filled with bottles and jars of all kinds.

There was also a small sign next to it, which read:

Big sale on demons, only two thousand dollars each.

The middle-aged vendor kept chattering:

"Ghosts are having a big sale, two thousand each, two thousand each."

"With two thousand dollars, you can't afford to suffer a loss or be cheated."

"Want to become the next God Song? Become a companion demon first."

In the crowd, a pure and beautiful female student said, "Boss, can you give me a discount? These demons are basically for viewing. The purpose of buying them home is just to keep them as pets."

The person next to him agreed: "Yes, two thousand yuan is too expensive. Those ordinary combat-type demons are about the same price."

The middle-aged vendor said with a smile: "Sister, you don't understand this, right? The demons that Song Shen created were also for viewing. These are all fine products, of excellent quality."

The female student refuted crisply: "Song Shen is a special case among thousands, and Song Shen is also talented enough, so there will be no problem."

The middle-aged vendor said, "I see that you are all very talented, and you are only one high-quality demon away from saving the world. Now we are destined to meet. I will give you a 1800% discount, yuan, how about it?"

The student girl's cheeks were slightly reddened by the praise, and she hesitated a little. These demons on the stalls are indeed very delicate and cute. Although they have no lethality, they are also good to keep at home.

Suddenly, a voice interrupted: "Boss, how much is this?"

Song Ren pointed at a transparent glass jar the size of his forearm on the stall and asked.

Inside the glass jar is a sleeping girl with colorful butterfly wings.

The girl's body was only about the size of a palm, with long black hair tied up with a purple headband. Her delicate face had white eyelashes closed together, and she was floating in the liquid in the glass jar with a sleepy look on her face.

The middle-aged vendor turned around and saw Song Ren, who was dressed in black casual clothes, with calm eyes and an oil-paper umbrella in his hand. He was slightly stunned, and then immediately put on a smile: "Young man, you really have good taste--"

Song Ren interrupted: "Just state the price."

Middle-aged vendor: “Two hundred thousand.”

Song Ren: “???”

The middle-aged vendor explained, "Two thousand yuan is the price of the fine goods over there. These over here are all top-quality goods, especially the one you took a fancy to at first sight, which is the treasure of my stall."

Song Ren said speechlessly: "Tell me a sincere price."

The middle-aged vendor pretended to be embarrassed: "This, brother, this is really difficult for me, this is the treasure of my stall, a family heirloom--"

Song Ren was too lazy to talk nonsense, so he turned around and left, leaving only one sentence: "Then keep it and continue to pass it on."

Seeing this, the middle-aged vendor quickly stood up and shouted, "Hey! Don't go, brother, we are destined to be together, and we can negotiate the price!"

Song Ren stopped and turned back: "Just give me a price. If it's still too high, I'll be sorry."

The middle-aged vendor gritted his teeth and said, "Well, then it's 10,000 yuan, no less. My cost is no less than 10,000 yuan. If we are not destined to be together, I will never sell it to anyone else at this price!"

Song Ren didn't want to waste any more words and just paid the money directly.

But the middle-aged vendor was stunned for a moment, looked up and said: "Brother, if you don't have cash, you can scan the code, but don't mess with me, this is ancient money from a long time ago, are you kidding me?"

Song Ren raised his eyes and then remembered that the current time was a certain period in the future after all.

So he took back the cash and asked, "If you scan the code, is it WeChat or Alipay?"

Middle-aged vendor: “…”

Now even the group of female students watching nearby started to laugh softly:
"Handsome guy, are you living in ancient times?"

"It's already this late, why are we still using WeChat or Alipay?"

"Uncle, how long have you not been out?"

Song Ren ignored the teasing of the students and simply took out three gold ingots: "Are these valuable enough?"

The middle-aged vendor looked up and asked curiously, "Brother, do you really have no cash?"

Song Ren: "I'm asking you if it's enough or not!"

The middle-aged vendor shook the gold ingot and said hesitantly, "If it's real, then it's enough, but I can't verify whether it's real or not."

At this moment, a voice suddenly interrupted from the side: "Can you let me see it? If nothing unexpected happens, I can give you at least 10,000 yuan in cash on the spot."

The person who spoke was a gentle and mature lady, who was dressed quite delicately, wearing a pair of rimless glasses on her nose, with her hair tied up and her lips slightly red, as if every move she made exuded a mature charm.

The middle-aged vendor was a little hesitant. If this was true, then its value would be more than just ten thousand yuan.

But he really wasn't sure.

Song Ren took it back directly and handed it to the other party.

The lady pushed her glasses, looked around for a few seconds, and then raised her head and said, "The gold is real and well preserved. I can help you exchange it for 18,000 yuan directly. What do you think?"

Song Ren nodded: "Thank you."

The lady smiled gently, took out a wad of cash from her handbag and handed it to Song Ren, and asked, "I have a question I'd like to ask you, is that okay?"

Song Ren first paid 10,000 yuan to the middle-aged peddler who earned 9,000 yuan with tears and blood.

Then he nodded to the other party and signaled him to ask.

Lady: "Those gold bars are obviously old objects from several centuries ago, but they look brand new. I am a little curious, sir, how did you preserve them to such an extent?"

Song Ren: “…”

If it were any other question, it would be easy to answer, but how should I answer this? I can't just say that I came directly from the modern era.

Seeing this, the lady smiled in understanding: "It's okay if it's inconvenient to answer. I was being presumptuous."

Song Ren didn't say anything, but took out a yellow talisman from his arms, handed it to the other party, and said: "Consider it a favor. If you have any problems, crush it, it should help you."

The lady was stunned for a moment, but still took back the folded triangular talisman paper.

Song Ren took the glass jar containing the butterfly girl, turned around and retreated to the corner of the overpass, unscrewed the mouth of the jar, and took out the butterfly girl soaked in a liquid similar to formalin.

He blew gently to wipe away all the liquid on his body.

The butterfly girl couldn't help but blink her closed eyelashes at this moment.

Then, under Song Ren's gaze, he slowly opened his eyes, his pair of purple pupils calmly looked at the person in front of him, and his voice suddenly became arrogant and said:
"Human? Are you looking directly at me?"

"No, I despise you." While speaking, Song Ren flicked his finger on his forehead and at the same time inserted a subordinate contract.

The butterfly girl was in so much pain that tears welled up in her eyes. She covered her red forehead and said angrily, "Damn it, you scoundrel, how dare you offend me like this!"

Song Ren pinched her armpit with one hand and reminded her directly: "I don't have much patience. If you keep rebelling like this, I can only consider steaming or braising it."

Upon hearing this, the butterfly girl fell silent instantly.

Her injuries are too severe at this stage and she needs to rest for a while. It is not advisable for her to make too much noise. It is better for her to lie low for the time being.

This way, you won't be noticed by that thing.

So, although she was somewhat reluctant, she still kept quiet.

However, just as she calmed down, the butterfly girl felt an extremely powerful celestial pressure suddenly descending in the air.

She suddenly looked up at the sky:
A big guy is coming down...

At the same time, a very urgent air defense alarm suddenly sounded over the entire city.

On the commercial street not far ahead, snowflakes suddenly flashed across the largest street view screen.

Then a gentle and unassuming male voice came:

"A+-level demon ghosts have been discovered descending. The task force is providing rapid support. Please ask nearby residents to begin evacuating the busy area in an orderly manner."

The sound and images coming from the big screen also made the already busy streets instantly speed up.

Even on the overpass, pedestrians passing by quickly quickened their pace.

Song Ren leaned on the railing of the overpass, holding an umbrella in one hand, looking up at the gloomy sky, and muttered softly: "A+ level demon ghost, it sounds quite powerful, but I don't know if it's true or not."

I originally wanted to end it right away, but it felt too hasty and the flavor was not right. I decided to write a few more chapters so that I could improve it a little more.

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