Copy of the reckless man: I can see the status bar

Lu Wenwu took out his hand, looked at the face of the Disaster Apostle buried deep inside the molten giant, and said disappointedly.

That horrified face was like a stone sculpture, frozen in place forever.

[You get 10 free attribute points]

A system prompt pops up.

It's the evil nemesis who has launched.

Lu Wenwu looked at the corpse of the plague apostle with all his concentration, hoping to lock on to the projection of the dimensional demon's spiritual thoughts.

But it ended in disappointment.

[You killed the Plague Apostle alone without any external force (lv.45)]

[You have completed the hidden mission - the end of the plague]

[Task description: Natural disasters and man-made disasters, disasters and epidemics, these are products that will always accompany civilization. It cannot be avoided, it cannot be denied, it cannot be eliminated, it cannot be escaped. Although you cannot eliminate natural disasters and epidemics, you are still the one who can eliminate them]

[You have obtained a hidden reward: Plague Core]

[You have received a special reward: a mysterious lucky bag]

[Your personal overall rating has been greatly improved]

The core of the epidemic?

Why not all power crystals?

According to the previous task, only half of the prize pool should not be given.

Lu Wenwu frowned slightly.

After thinking for a moment, he suddenly realized that there seemed to be something missing from the mission prompt this time.

It did not prompt the disintegration of the plague field.

Is it because he only killed the plague apostles and did not deal with the people ruled by the plague apostles, so the rewards have dropped?

This is probably the only explanation.

[Dimension Demon God Calamity casts a gaze on you, and he appreciates your performance quite a lot]

[Dimension Demon God Disaster’s favorability towards you increases: +20]

[Current favorability: indifference (20)]

Lu Wenwu: "."

It turns out that the demon god was originally the demon god of disaster?

But this demon is a bit shaken.

If I kill the believer you blessed, you will directly increase my favorability by 20 points, right?

Okay, okay, you know how to measure favorability.

All this is slow to describe, but in fact Lu Wenwu's thinking is as fast as lightning.

The above thoughts are just a dazed effort and are completely over.

Lu Wenwu glanced at the large number of zombies that had gathered around them again, then looked at the two apostles who were confused in the distance, and licked the corners of his mouth expectantly.

"Now, you two are the only ones left."

The demon-god-like figure slowly stepped forward, and the scarlet abyss stained with a large amount of blood stepped heavily on the plague apostle's rock-formed body, leaving a huge crater with every step.

"If you don't satisfy me, you two will die!"

"boom!"

The explosive step was activated, and the air was directly exploded with one kick, and an extremely obvious sound barrier cloud appeared!

The shuddering body was like a shooting star, heading straight for the magic apostle.

What the hell kind of monster is this!

The magic apostle broke out in cold sweat.

A pair of red electronic eyes kept locking Lu Wenwu's flight trajectory, and the mechanical staff in his hand bloomed with a dazzling purple light.

Dazzling spell formations were quickly superimposed in front of him, quickly nesting into a huge and thick defensive formation to defend against invading enemies.

However, this didn't work at all.

It's all in vain!

The demon war spear and the domineering fist were integrated into one, and Lu Wenwu's world-dominating punch exploded the thick spell formation!

Break the law with force!

No bells and whistles can stop it!

If one punch can't solve it, then punch again!

Previously, Fu Zhixin imitated the old overlord's lifting of the cauldron, and Lu Wenwu gained some new understanding of the overlord boxing.

He seems to have vaguely touched the edge of "meaning"!

If Ba Quan can condense his fist intention and break through to the [peak] state, it will bring him an extraordinary increase in combat power!

"Puppet, stop looking! Help me! Help me!"

The magic apostle yelled nervously, and kept moving his hands. The spell model swaying with starlight transformed into a meteor, dragging his thin transformed body back quickly.

Countless control spells were fired quickly and continuously, bombarding Lu Wenwu like a barrage of arrows, trying to slow down his flying speed.

But the wings of the demon dragon and the terrifying body are completely unreasonable.

In just ten seconds, the distance between the two was less than ten meters, and it continued to shorten!

Looking at everything in front of him, the puppet apostle felt filled with a deep sense of powerlessness.

Perhaps, he could escape with his own abilities, and Lu Wenwu would never be able to find him.

But correspondingly, with the opponent's terrifying strength, I will probably never be able to defeat him.

What's more, more than one-tenth of his puppets were killed, and their souls returned to the Kingdom of the Demon God of Life and Death, so their strength has dropped a lot.

After this battle is over, the more than 10 million puppets in this city will inevitably dissipate, and their own strength will be weakened again.

Really

Except for the naughty bitch who believed in the light all day long, and the otaku who never stepped out of the door, I'm afraid no one could be the opponent of the demon in front of him.

Fortunately, there are two idiots, Magic and Plague, who can help him find the way.

otherwise

"Puppet, what are you doing on horseback! Baga! Come and help me! Where's that trick you used to press the bottom of the box! I know you can use it!"

The panicked voice of the magic apostle reached the ears of the puppet apostle.

He raised his head, took a deep look at the dwarf who was panicking, and a strange smile appeared at the corner of his mouth.

That smile immediately made the magic apostle panic.

Even if the other party didn't say anything, he could still read something from the other party's playful eyes.

Collapse, sell, withdraw, slip away!

"No! You can't do this!" the magic apostle screamed desperately, "You run away now, how can he let you go! He is a devil! A complete madman! He will kill everyone!"

"It doesn't matter, it's not me who died anyway. Just play with this monster slowly, little devil."

The puppet apostle smiled and raised his middle finger, and actually ordered all the zombies to retreat collectively and no longer participate in any battle besieging Lu Wenwu.

And he himself was carried by several zombies using a simple device similar to a slide pole, and he leisurely left the battlefield and walked towards the distance.

The puppet apostle who is here now is just a clone of his original soul.

Even if this clone dies, he will only lose a small part of his soul.

Totally worth the loss.

Therefore, after weighing the pros and cons, the puppet apostle decisively gave in and had no intention of fighting with Lu Wenwu anymore.

"It seems your partner abandoned you."

Lu Wenwu laughed wildly and waved his iron fist to blast an incoming spell directly into the air.

The torrent of black spells splashed in all directions, like a beautiful and gorgeous mandala blooming in mid-air.

"Bitch!"

The magic apostle was filled with grief and anger, and was retreating steadily under Lu Wenwu's terrifying sense of oppression. He could only hold on to the situation by clumsily holding on to the left and right.

When Lu Wenwu approached again, a strange power suddenly burst out from the chest of the magic apostle.

The blazing torrent was like an impact drill, forcefully forcing Lu Wenwu's fist back.

Missiles as thick as the load-bearing pillars of a building suddenly flipped up from behind the magic apostle.

Gorgeous tail flames flew out from behind. The missile, which originally required corresponding guidance to be launched, was shot straight out like a javelin and suddenly exploded between the two sides.

Intense light and heat erupted from the center of the fight between the two, like a second sun rising high in the sky.

Under the scarlet abyss, Lu Wenwu only felt hot, and an unprecedented burning pain came from his skin.

Nearly one million blood bars jumped rapidly at this moment, almost approaching the red line, triggering the underworld's amnesty order.

At this moment, Lu Wenwu felt a little depressed.

What the hell kind of opponent is this guy on the other side?

In the middle of the fight, he shouted "Emperor's board" and then came a jade smashing charge.

It’s really off the mark!

No moles, some Siberian potatoes.

But it has to be said that this suicide attack still worked.

The magic apostle holding an oversized Taijun Happy Stick transformed into a self-destructing infantryman, and exploded with Lu Wenwu, successfully widening the distance between the two.

However, at this time, the magic apostle, who was shrouded in a nearly dissipated shield and looked pale, was about to collapse.

When the smoke and dust cleared, the flames of the explosion dissipated, and the magic apostle witnessed with his own eyes that Lu Wenwu, who had endured the explosion, flapped his wings and flew out of the center of the explosion intact, he was already in hysterical despair.