Armor summoners will not be involved in events

While lamenting that light weapons really do not have the right to heavy weapons, while making the above statement without a sense of crisis, Yang Wuqu's momentum was gradually increasing.

"Big daddy, little daddy..."

"Don't worry, I will save that brat the third child. Then it's time to try forceful treatment. Otherwise, I really can't guarantee what his mental condition will be like now."

"[If you can, give it a try. I want to see if you can still maintain that complacent look after losing to your own work.]"

The Cursed God put the short stick in his hand behind his back, making a gesture similar to sheathing a sword.

The next moment, the "Drawing Sword" was swung out far beyond Yang Wuqu's reaction speed.

Xingjun's space power was used in this slashing attack, and it only took a moment for the space fault to cut Yang Wuqu in two.

Even if Yang Weiwu was prevented from being injured by his familiarity with spatial power, his combat effectiveness was severely damaged as a result.

The armor disintegrated on its own, and the Cursed God threw the summoner to the ground.

The energy has been exhausted, but there is no need for this kind of thing now or in the future, so it doesn't matter how it is dealt with.

"Dad, you can't be more handsome than three seconds."

"Don't complain about me at this time!"

The furious Yang Wuqu transferred his power to Yang Weiwu.

"Yeah, there's nothing we can do about it, Po Jun. Next, you attack and I defend. He will definitely be defeated!"

"Huh? Hmm—"

Yang Weiwu covered his nose.

"Why at this time..."

"Don't worry about that! That's just the price you pay for being overused by my artificially adjusted ability to automatically analyze the visual situation after I added [wisdom] and [understanding] to you. It can be regarded as an old skill passed down from our ancestors. I have chosen the most useful thing for you, and there is nothing wrong with it except for being a little embarrassed."

"I think this is the biggest question...what to do?"

"Rush up and hug him, and leave the rest to me. I'll banish the curse...ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh Iional..."

The extremely high mobility was fully exerted at this moment. With absolute trust, Yang Weiwu rushed out carrying his father with only his body above the waist on his back.

"[Hmph! This attack will abolish your ability to move.]"

Using his own words to add a [crippling] curse to the attack, the Cursed God raised his short stick and stood ready to face the reckless Yang Weiwu who rushed towards him.

There was still about six meters away, and Yang Weiwu felt his eyes and brain trembling.

The distance is still about four meters.The warmth between the mouth and nose spread to the neck.

The distance was still two meters, and both sides were at the right distance to take action.

The short stick was swung out and clashed with the half-body enemy wearing chitin armor, making a harsh roar.

"【what?!】"

He never expected that what the other party said was guarding his fingers was actually using him as a weapon, and the Cursed God fell into a state of astonishment.

The two sides were in a state of full-out attack, causing their bodies to freeze briefly. The huge spider stepped forward at an astonishing speed, and its sharp blade-like feet pierced into the opponent's body.

"Who told you that my lower body has no brains?"

Yang Wuqu, who was a little dizzy, felt the message from Xingjun, and the corners of his mouth under the mask raised a smile.

"This is a victory for the lower body. You are worse than Goba!"

In shock and fury, the black-red monster was pulled out of the Yang Wei family's body.

【301】Love is the strongest and weakest curse (End)

"[Do you think this counts as a win? As long as the malice in human hearts has not been eradicated, as long as the bloodline of your Yang family has not been cut off, as long as the despair of the 'Yang Po Army' has not disappeared - sooner or later I will use a more powerful Come back with a strong attitude!】"

When he was about to be torn apart, the cursed god made a declaration that he would eventually return.

"It's just the wail of a defeated dog."

Not paying attention to the other party's words, Yang Wuqu ordered Xingjun to control the false body of Oxer that manifested due to his will to tear it into pieces and devour it.

There was no contact, but the black and red thread climbed up Yang Wuqu's upper body.

In just a moment, he understood what it was.

[Unhealed] Curse.

Even in the era when gods walked the earth, the intensity of this curse was unparalleled in heaven and earth.

It is impossible for him to receive any treatment in this world, whether it is conventional medical treatment or the various miracles brought by the gift of the star.

"This is a complete turnaround."

Without worrying about the presence of his eldest nephew, he directly informed him of his situation.

"So, are you going to die?"

The weak Yang Weiwu lay on the ground, golden-red flames swaying in his eyes.

"This world is probably not going to survive, but I can moisturize other worlds. As long as it is not an ordinary world that can support His power, or a world that is very resistant to such intensity of power, there is always a way to treat it. Of course. It's not impossible to die on the way, but that doesn't matter. I have lived for more than 30 years and have experienced both wonderful and boring experiences. Although it is not without regrets, it would be too sad to have to make up for all regrets. "

He looked very open-minded.

"Even if you say that, it's just because you can't help it now."

"Yeah, what can I do? I can't cross the rules of this world. My cognition has locked Lucun's true will, so every time I try to resurrect him by various means, it will make me remember that I don’t seek a peaceful death or lingering, but just want my bratty brother who has lived proudly to get the power that my faith brings to him, and then destroy all my arrangements. Even if I re-arrange the resurrection ritual again and again, the result will not change .”

The blood that had been locked by the power of will began to seep out from the lower body bit by bit, and Yang Weiwu could feel the flow of his life force.

"I don't know whether it's because he feels that resurrection is definitely not a blessing that humans should receive, or it's because my will admires the sad but self-centered young man back then, so he denies it to the middle-aged man who is now content with the status quo. Father, or maybe I locked his dead state with my will after performing an autopsy to confirm his death..."

"It's possible that all factors are involved."

"After I leave, you go to my laboratory to get a meat jar."

"There is something called the Darkness of Xuanyin inside, which seals your divinity."

"After you get that thing, your power will be completely [sublimated]...or maybe [completed]."

"At that time, you can use Zhulong's time and space power to see if you can travel through time and space to rescue Lucun."

"However, considering that will is the source of power, your determination of Lucun's death may also prevent you from directly saving him."

"So you have to learn to [beat around the bush]."

"Save him and bring him back to the future. Or find a way to lock his vitality, seal it somewhere, and then unblock it after returning to the correct time."

"In that case, in that world where only you and Lao San still have power, maybe you can still..."

The words did not continue. The loss of blood had already made his face look visibly weak.

"What should I do about my little dad's heartache?"

Yang Weiwu asked.

"Let him figure it out on his own now that he's old. What do you say compared to this? It's only been about a month since my father died, and my mother just died in front of me. If I'm not wrong, her death..."

"It's my fault. After all, it's me who killed her."

"If you fail to take care of sharp weapons and let people like her get them, according to the law, you have to bear some responsibility - but it shouldn't be the main responsibility. Who Calls Your Mother is actually as heavyweight as me, but Love made her faint and thought she was a normal person. This death is just the fate she is destined to meet like me."

But Yang Weiwu just lowered his eyebrows and said nothing.

"...Has your mother ever told you that character determines destiny? This is almost what my mother, your grandma, told us. According to her old lady, she actually doesn't like me and Ming very much. Ming. After all, she understands my peeing. After a little contact with Mingming, that sharp-eyed old woman can see that she is on the same path as me - self-interested, self-centered, and concerned about her family, but the priority is her own. Love doesn't care about blood relations, so we can both make some changes for the things we love. But the paradox between her and me is that I'm just pretending to change, and she really has changed a little bit."

"People like us are like moths flying into the flames. We only focus on what we love and want without worrying about the consequences of failure."

"So death is a high probability, and enjoying a peaceful old age is something that can only be thought of in a dream with a fever of 39 degrees."

However, the eldest nephew's expression remained unchanged even after hearing such words.

"... You are just like your father, you are just like a bull! You can make yourself feel at ease by just treating a lot of things like that, and you have to put aside the uneasiness in your heart and feel sorry for it."

After scolding Yang Weiwu, Yang Wuqu coughed a few times.

After all, it is a fatal injury. Cutting in half was considered torture in ancient times.

The lower body that mimicked Oxer's form has been locked by a curse, and the return to human form is regarded as a kind of recovery, so it cannot change into its original appearance.

The upper body was only made of armor outside the body using the power of will. Although the biological characteristics were obvious, the power began to dissipate at the moment, and the thin and weak face was exposed in front of Yang Weiwu.

Don't even think about taking it back. If you want to grow bones or something, you have to find a way to go to other worlds. Fortunately, he has not yet developed the medicine to regenerate amputated limbs.

"Now, leave everything behind and go to my laboratory to find a door for me to take down and bring with it the frame."

"If you don't go, I'm really going to die here."

"Also, I just asked Xingjun to prepare some medicine for me. You will also bring it to me later, otherwise I will die if you take it."

Watching his eldest nephew run away without saying a word, he sighed softly.

"Get up as soon as you wake up, or do you want to wait until I'm gone and then hide in bed and cry alone?"

Yangweijia stood up, moved his butt towards his eldest brother, and then backed away a little hesitantly.

"Woke up halfway?"

Yangweijia nodded.

"When you wake up, why don't you scold that brat? What have you been teaching for all these years? When we were young, we would have been tortured less by the skirmishing teachers, so the impression was not deep enough, right?"

"Physical punishment is not good, and verbal abuse is not good either. Education most often relies on words and deeds. Those who rely on beatings and scolding to achieve results are just unscrupulous people seeking fame."

"...You dare to speak loudly to me in a place like this!"

He had no intention of letting his children go through the torture that his brothers had gone through, so Yang Wuqu simply became angry at the sight of his third brother acting like a bear.

"What are your thoughts? Let's talk about it. Even if I'm not dead, I probably won't be able to see you in the future. You should express your feelings to the dying person before he dies."

His fists were clenched, and his nails dug into his flesh.

"...I don't want this to happen."

"Life in this world often does not depend on whether you want it or not."

"Brother... you said that will can transcend everything, and the only person who can push will to reach that state can only rely on the survival of love. Does this mean that love can transcend everything?"

"I don't know, don't ask me, unless you think everything I do to you is out of love."

"Whether it's trying to resurrect Lucun, helping Mingming get her identity, or making that dream Melt, I believe you did it because you love us."

Whatever you think - he originally planned to say this, but after thinking about it, he might not survive, so he turned around and talked about something that seemed to have nothing to do with the present.

"The core of the cursed god's power is very similar to the core emotion that drives my actions. If I use that emotion, I can theoretically direct the cursed god to use his power."

"Dream Melt, none of the elves I prepared in advance have a matching personality in terms of design. Although the will of this planet treats its own children, it is far less active than the other world, so it cannot sublimate this power. "

"If you can have similar emotions to me and control the God of Curses with a strong enough will, then the ultimate armor of my dreams can be completed."

"The purpose of developing this armor was to create an ideal world. At first, all the beasts involved with drugs were dead. Later, I added human traffickers, and then a bunch more."

"But just throwing away all the dirty things can't keep the house clean, so I later thought about how to keep it clean."

"The core of my ability is the kingdom, and its essential ability is the collective power of thousands of fires."

"Based on this, I conceived an ideal world formed by the dreams of all mankind - Dream Utopia."

"It doesn't matter if it's called Melt Utopia or Dreamland. It doesn't matter if it's called the Promised Land or the Garden of Eden. It's just a name anyway."

"It's an ideal world formed by people's wishes. The malice between each other will flow into the [Hell] at the bottom to stimulate the evil people who commit heinous crimes, allowing their power to activate the curse and continue to sleep the whole world."

"And sweet dreams will eradicate all the pain of reality and let their good wishes for each other form the best world."

“My dead family members are still with me.”

"The opposite sex you can't get enough of falls in love with you."

"Working hard workers can work there every day from [-] to [-] and have weekends off, and they will not be deducted any overtime pay for overtime work."

"Because of your own failure, the wishes you place on your children can be realized not only in your children, but also in yourself."

"If you feel that such a world can bring you some comfort, then go for it. I can't control it anyway."

"If nothing else, that thing is right there."

Pointing to the charred corpse not far away, Yang Wuqu said.

"But you have to remember that there are things in this ideal world that I cannot accept in any case. When you complete this set of armor and combine it without thinking about it, and use the magnetic field to form a dreamland, you will definitely leading to a tragic ending.”

"Brother," the Yang Wei family hugged Yang Wuqu, "Mom once said that there is no destiny in this world. When you eliminate all extra factors and make a decision based on yourself, Only your own will.”