Boom!
Tamm was thrown and his body hit the ground hard.
Until he fell into a coma, the lightning on his body was still lingering endlessly, showing no sign of disappearing.
— so there is no way to save yourself.
"Worthy of being the deputy head of the magic mission group. After suffering so many blows from me, I can still breathe a sigh of relief."
As Gu Qingshan said, he stepped forward step by step.
Time is running out.
I don't have the time to waste here, I have to hurry up and kill this guy so that I can go on my way.
He raised his fist high—
"slow!"
Shiori suddenly stood in front of him.
Gu Qingshan looked at her.
Shizhi explained: "If you act now, one of us slaves will die randomly to replace him."
"...do you have a solution?" Gu Qingshan asked.
No wonder Tamm brought so many men, it turned out to be for this reason.
"When we are out of the degenerate sequence, he will no longer be able to use us to ward off disasters for him." Shizhi said.
She held Gu Qingshan's hand.
On the War Order interface, lines of small characters suddenly appeared:
"The Slave Sequencer of the Fallen Sequence: Shiori, is requesting to be your subordinate combatant, do you accept?"
Gu Qingshan squinted at the highest sequence interface.
I saw that on the backstage that belonged to me, seven or eight people from the Era of the Demon Emperor had gathered.
"He actually saved Shiori..."
The first person spoke softly.
Everyone held their breath and fixed their eyes on the screen, as if they were waiting for something.
Gu Qingshan said: "Accept."
There was a burst of cheers from the background.
"Change Shiori's sequence immediately and take her back!" the leader shouted.
"Yes!" Everyone said in unison.
Everyone got busy.
On Gu Qingshan's interface, lines of small characters quickly appeared:
"Docking Shiori's serial number."
"Character matching has been performed."
"Start sequence conversion."
"Please keep touching her hand and don't let go, wait for the conversion to complete."
"five,"
"Four,"
"three,"
"two,"
"one;"
"Conversion complete!"
"From now on, Shiori has become a subordinate combatant of the war sequence, under your command."
Shiori suddenly noticed something, and a smile appeared on his face.
She let out a long breath, and looked at the other slave sequencers—
"Do you want to stay in the Fallen Sequence, or switch to the War Sequence?" Shiori asked loudly.
"Switch!"
"I want to convert!"
"Please do me a favor, my lord, and save us from the Fallen Sequence!"
Those men and women scrambled to speak.
Shizhi took a look at Gu Qingshan, and telepathically said: "There are no outstanding fighters among these people, but they are still poor people. If you take them in, at least you can serve you comfortably."
Gu Qingshan shrugged and said: "I don't need people to wait on me, but saving them is just a matter of little effort, no matter—"
He briefly communicated with the battle sequence interface, and a light suddenly appeared on his body, sweeping towards everyone.
"Converted."
"Congratulations, you have won the allegiance of six low-level slaves."
"Please note that you are not a Fallen Sequencer, and you cannot use their lives to defend yourself."
"These people will only get in the way in the next high-intensity war. Do you want to cancel the summon and take them back to sleep in the sequence?"
Gu Qingshan looked at the battle sequence interface, feeling speechless for a while.
Asking is just a formality, and the interface of the war sequence is only about telling him what to do.
Of course, if he harbors evil intentions and wants to do something to these weaklings—
Those backstage staff from the Era of the Demon Emperor will not stop them either.
They will watch and comment on it.
"Take it."
Gu Qingshan waved his hand.
Compared with Shizhi, the treatment of these six people is completely different, and it also shows from the side that they really don't have outstanding fighting talents.
The six people were immediately shrouded in a layer of light, and disappeared in an instant.
But Shiori walked up to Tam, took out a small bottle, and fed him the liquid inside.
"What are you feeding?" Gu Qingshan asked.
"Healing potion." Shizhi said.
She gave Tam only two sips before putting the bottle away.
Tam was still dying, but after simple medical treatment, he was temporarily out of danger of death.
"Are you saving him?" Gu Qingshan asked in surprise.
"Yes, he can't just die."
As Shiori said, she pulled out a dagger, and broke Tam's tendons and hamstrings in two or three strokes.
She cut Tam's shirt open again, pointed to the rune tattoo on Tam's chest and said:
"Look, this is his ability to suppress the bottom of the box. It's a pity that you directly knocked him out just now, and he didn't even have the chance to use this rune spell."
The dagger swam quickly across Tam's body, quickly destroying the rune tattoo.
Tam was still in a coma, but still felt the pain of peeling, and couldn't help groaning in pain.
Without raising her head, Shizhi said, "Li Jiu, thank you for saving me, now I am your subordinate combatant—"
"I understand the urgency of the situation, but I would appreciate it if you would wait for me."
Gu Qingshan looked at her, then at Tam on the ground, sighed and said: "Okay, it's not bad for a while."
Shiori stood up, took a deep look at him, nodded and said, "Thank you."
She grabbed Tam by the hair and dragged him all the way into the tents at the camp.
Quiet for a few breaths.
A heart-piercing scream rushed out of the tent and soared into the sky in an instant.
Gu Qingshan couldn't see anything, just listening outside, he could almost make up the scene inside - thanks to his experience in countless wars, and being the ghost king of Huangquan, he naturally understood the meaning of all kinds of screams.
"The punishment of hell... is nothing more than that..."
Gu Qingshan murmured.
Since the scream sounded, it never stopped.
It sounded louder and louder, obviously the degree of pain became more and more unimaginable.
About half an hour later.
The screams gradually faded, and finally became silent.
The tent is lifted.
When Shiori came out, she looked like she wanted to laugh, but also wanted to cry.
She threw the blood-soaked dagger into the tent, wiped the blood on her arm with a handkerchief, and said, "Others say that revenge will only feel empty, but I feel extremely happy."
Gu Qingshan said: "If you weren't dazzled by hatred—"
"Of course not, I know exactly what I want." Shizhi said.
She didn't know what to think, she patted Gu Qingshan's shoulder with a smile, and said:
"You were very smart just now, and your choice of fighting method was also unexpected. I will follow your command from now on, please take care of me."
On the War Order interface, a line of prompts suddenly appeared:
"You have completed the side mission: saving Shiori."
"Your war sequence level has been raised to 'elite second lieutenant'."
"Your strength has been greatly improved!"
A ray of light descended on Gu Qingshan, helping him improve his strength quickly.
Compared with the previous promotion to an elite soldier, this time the improvement is obviously greater, and the highest sequence interface has been connected to the background—
Gu Qingshan looked towards the interface of the highest sequence, and saw lines of small scarlet characters making annotations:
"You have endured a slight one-person-ten-thousand-life technique."
"This technique draws the power of many puppet civilizations and gathers them on you, helping you complete a fairly obvious increase in strength."
Gu Qingshan sighed silently.
I see.
Even the highest sequence must go through entropy solution, in exchange for enhanced power from chaos in the form of equivalent exchange.
The order of war can increase the strength of a professional out of thin air.
The reason lies in the art of one person's ten thousand lives!
This technique...
It should be the foundation of the civilization of the Era of the Demon Emperor.
Dozens of advanced equipment, treasures, weapons, consumables, and skill books appeared on the interface, allowing him to choose.
Gu Qingshan thought for a while, then looked at the skill book.
As for boxing, I am still familiar with it, and the next battle will only become more and more fierce. A good skill can naturally get twice the result with half the effort.
He looked at the basic skill book and said to himself: "There are so many boxing techniques, which one should I choose?"
After speaking, he sneaked a glance at the highest sequence interface.
I saw those people in the background staring at the screen tightly, discussing:
"This kid saved Shizhi, and really made the higher-ups pay more attention."
"Who says it's not, even the Thunder Light Disintegration Fist and the Ten Thousand Lightning Escape Technique have been used."
"Yes, obviously I gave him a high look."
"It depends on how he chooses."
Gu Qingshan has a bottom line in his heart.
thunder-
Ever since I practiced Dao, I have always been related to thunder and lightning. Whether it is cultivating supernatural powers or the law of heaven, I have used the corresponding thunder method.
If you choose that boxing technique, based on your own understanding of lightning and boxing, it must be stronger than others.
This is an opportunity to highlight your talents.
"My Lightning Fist is no longer enough, so choose this boxing technique."
As Gu Qingshan said, he touched the book of Lei Guang Bie Jie Fist with his hand.
Backstage, the leader nodded and said: "He is very clever in battle and has a good eye—he is a man who can be made."
"My lord, then I will pass the real copy to him?"
"give him."
"Okay, now start the teleportation of consciousness, conveying the true meaning of Lei Guang's Collapse Fist to boxer Li Jiu!"