Global Thriller: My Organs Have Their Own Minds

　　"you lose……"

　　in the center of the hood.

　　Lin Hun, whose lava carapace fell off his body, looked down at the butcher in the rainy night on the ground, and said lightly.

　　At this time, the butcher of the rainy night only had the chest and head of the upper part of his body.

　　His limbs and lower body had completely disappeared.

　　"I lost..."

　　At this time, the butcher of the rainy night no longer had the madness in his eyes.

　　All that was left on the face was numbness and a hint of relief.

　　On the verge of death, the humanity that was almost wiped out in his heart was finally revealed.

　　Let Him recall what it was like to be alive again.

　　"It feels good too..."

　　His voice became hoarse, and most of the grievances in his body dissipated. Butcher Yu Ye stared at Lin Hun in front of him with dull eyes.

　　"A generation of waves pushes forward waves. In you, I see some incredible hope."

　　I don't know if it was because he was in a dying state, butcher Yu Ye started muttering to himself.

　　"The world is about to be overwhelmed by despair. The real disaster is coming. The fall of God has caused the order of the world to go into chaos. Those terrors from outside will cleanse the world."

　　"Humanity will become the most important part of the cleansing. Despair, fear, anger, sadness, the cleaned human beings will become the generator of negative energy and will be kept in the box of despair for breeding."

　　"The treacherous will also become a weapon of enslavement because of these despairing emotions."

　　"If you want to fight against the horrors of the sky, you can only become a god..."

　　"Only by becoming a god can you control those things that you can't control and fight against those terrors outside the sky."

　　"You don't have much time..."

　　As he said, Yu Ye Butcher's body was turning into ashes, and finally turned into a mass of flying ashes and disappeared into the air.

　　"........."

　　Looking silently at the place where the other party disappeared, Lin Hun tilted his neck, scratched his head, and sighed.

　　"Why are you telling me this? I'm not planning to be the savior..."

　　"And, are you really sure that God... is dead?"

　　Lin Hun rang the dragon king who was sleeping in the crack of time.

　　The so-called gods are dead.

　　Just a scam for the ignorant.

　　How could the real gods die so easily?

　　These unimaginable and terrifying beings possess the most extreme strength and the longest life.

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　　They just fall asleep.

　　Weaving our own world in the dream.

　　The Butcher of Rainy Night got the so-called story of the so-called alien invasion from somewhere.

　　It should be that he was polluted by some more extreme terror, and some obsession occurred in his mind.

　　This obsession guides him to become stronger and progressive.

　　In the end, he became a near god, that is, an existence near the level of demons.

　　"It's pitiful, the truth... it's not as simple as you think."

　　Although the contact with the treacherous time is not long.

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　　But Lin Hun's experience during this period is definitely colorful.

　　His insight into the secrets of the world surpassed many ancient horrors and reached a very high-end level.

　　These experiences taught him what to do.

　　Hear some words, should not believe.

　　How should the future go.

　　It also prevents contaminated goods like the Butcher in the Rainy Night from leaving wrong information and eventually embarking on an unknown dead end.

　　【Ding! 】

　　[It is detected that you have completed the first stage of the advanced task. 】

　　[The second stage of the advanced mission is open! 】

　　【Spread of Terror】

　　[Task description: Black disasters represent all kinds of terror; because of the horror of killing by humans, the butcher who has the black disaster, because of the horror of children's fantasy, the fairy tale prince appears, because the unfinished business of men and women Love, ghost brides appeared, and paper figures appeared because of the fear of death burial; then... what is your terror? 】

　　[Task requirements: Customize your own terror target and spread the terror on your behalf. 】

　　[Quest Reward: Advanced Black Disaster, get unique terror powers. 】

　　[Mission failed: Believe me, more ghosts died on this step than you think. 】Big.

Chapter 282

　　"Terrorist target? Spread terror?"

　　"........."

　　"It's a little troublesome..."

　　According to the system's prompt, Lin Hun found that the existence of the black disaster was more troublesome than he thought.

　　In addition to complete puzzles, high-level ghosts, and independent scenes.

　　There is still a need for cognition in line with a certain concept.

　　In short, there needs to be some kind of negative emotional approval.

　　Or rather, to be an endorsement of some kind of terror.

　　"To be the face of some kind of horror?"

　　Lin Hun didn't know what kind of horror concept he should be the spokesperson for, and he guessed that the choice of this horror concept had an extremely important role in his subsequent growth and development.

　　He has to choose carefully.

　　Fortunately, there seems to be no time limit for this task.

　　Lin Hun can make a choice after thinking about it.

　　"Get out of here first."

　　Looking at the devastated surroundings, Lin Hun shook his head, the ghostly creature suddenly expanded, and the man disappeared into a wisp of embers.

　　…………

　　"Constantine failed... The blood of other countries also failed... They were all killed."

　　The beautiful National Military Building is gloomy and gloomy.

　　Several white men in military uniforms saw the changes in the rankings, and their faces were extremely ugly.

　　At this point, on the world leaderboard.

　　There are only four players left, and these players are all from the Huaxia camp.

　　What this means is self-evident.

　　The first hunt of these nations was a complete failure.

　　All the players couldn't even escape, and they were all wiped out.

　　"We must take measures! We must condemn Huaxia in the deepest way, and let them hand over the murderer and put him on trial!"

　　A burly white man threw a fist on the table and roared.

　　He didn't know that he looked like the incompetent and furious condemnation of the country they had bullied.

　　"Save your energy, if the condemnation was useful, Lin Hun would have been handed over by Huaxia long ago."

　　Another white soldier put his hands folded on the table and looked coldly at the shouting guy.

　　"Damn it! If it wasn't for the disappearance of the nuclear bomb's code, I must show the people of China that the military power of our beautiful country cannot be desecrated!"

　　Hearing this, the big man gritted his teeth and squeezed out such a voice from between his teeth.

　　"Instead of thinking about such a problem, let's think about whether that Huaxia Lin Hun will take revenge."

　　"Although the other party has no advanced black disaster now, but from the point of view of Constantine's death, the other party has almost completed the task. If the other party retaliates then... Can we stop it?"

　　A white woman frowned and looked worried.

　　She still has her family alive, and she is very afraid of Lin Hun's revenge.

　　Now she is already thinking about apologizing to Lin Hun.

　　"........."

　　When her voice fell, everyone present fell into silence.

　　Because they know.

　　What she said was true.

　　If Lin Hun wants revenge.

　　They really have no strength to resist.

　　thought here.