Lord of Civilizations

Chapter 19 Transformation (Happy New Year!)

Strong man:......

You are so handsome, does your mother know?

"Haha, it's just a joke, don't take this brother seriously!"

"Hehe, friend, you are so humorous!"

The sturdy man pulled the corner of his mouth with difficulty, showing an expression that he didn't know whether to laugh or cry.

"Big brother, have you always been here?"

Mo Wen put down the hand holding the knife and took two steps forward as if by accident.

"certainly……"

The tough man seemed to be completely relaxed and took a step forward, but his face was still hidden in the shadows.

"That……"

"Die!"

Unexpected!

The sturdy man actually made a move directly!

The casserole-sized fist hit Mo Wen hard on the head!

His pale face was expressionless, only his eyes were bloodshot, crazy and cruel, like an irrational beast!

kill!kill!kill!

At this moment, there was only boundless killing intent in his heart, just like what he had experienced countless times before, he wanted to punch the head in front of him!
Mo Wen's face changed slightly. He didn't expect the tough man to do it so suddenly. He was still thinking about getting some more information.

This change was so sudden...

Fortunately, he was always vigilant.

With a twist of the long knife, Mo Wen aimed directly at the tough man's neck and was about to cut him off with one strike.

But in the end, he still slashed the knife towards the sturdy man's arm.

"Cut off one of his arms, that should be enough!"

The moral concepts formed over the years are still difficult to change for a while.

kill.

This invisible moral thread led Mowen to make a change in the end.

Although his moves had changed, his goal was still accomplished.

puff!

After one blow, the sturdy man's hand was cut off directly!

The situation reversed in an instant, and the sturdy man who launched an attack suddenly had his hand cut off in the next moment!

Mo Wen felt relieved when he saw it, and the moves that followed him also slowed down.

Maybe, what else can I ask?
He thought so.

But right now.

The other hand of the sturdy man suddenly hit Mo Wen. The pain of breaking his arm was like being bitten by a mosquito to him, and it was harmless at all.

Without blinking, he started his second attack!
"what?"

Mo Wen was shocked.

"Does he feel no pain?"

The leopard-shaped ferocious beast was slashed on its thigh. Not only was its fighting power greatly reduced, but even its rationality was covered by the pain, and it became extremely crazy.

This tough man even had his hands chopped off, but he didn't even react at all!

This is too weird!

"Could it be that……"

Looking at the cold and stiff pale face of the tough man, Mo Wen had a guess in his mind.

Maybe……

He is already dead!
Only dead people can feel no pain!

Thinking about all the pale faces he had seen, the more he thought about it, the more he felt that this guess was right!
However, now is not the time to think about these things.

The fist of the sturdy man is already close at hand!

In a hurry, Mo Wen couldn't organize an effective defense at all, so he could only draw his arms back and blocked the punch in great embarrassment.

Bang!
Mo Wen took several steps back after being beaten, and stopped after bumping into a table.

"What a lot of strength!"

His arms were trembling, and the severe pain made him clenched his teeth unconsciously.

"His strength is no less than a thousand pounds!"

Miscalculated!
Mo Wen knew that he had underestimated the tough man.

When he was in the pharmacy, because the drug boy was too cowardly, he instinctively believed that these pale-faced people should not be strong, and they might just be ordinary people controlled by the black-robed man.

But the fist of the sturdy man completely overturned his cognition!

"In one day, being careless twice in a row, I really..."

Mo Wen really wanted to call himself stupid, really!
"The strength is improving too fast, and the state of mind can't keep up?"

He wasn't trying to defend himself, but he was really cautious.In this short period of time, he had been careless twice, which really puzzled him.

The reality didn't bother him anymore.

The tough man was unyielding. After one punch, he chased Mo Wen and hit him hard again and again!

Or fist, or leg, or elbow.

Hitting like crazy, he even bumped into Mo Wen directly.

brutal!Violence!
The sturdy man didn't have any moves at all, he just relied on his powerful strength to carry out the most direct attack!
Mo Wen, who was holding a long knife in his hand, first lost the opportunity, and then suffered setbacks in this close combat due to the limitations of the long knife.

"what!"

Mo Wen yelled and threw away the long knife.

"die!"

His face was cold, and he used a set of boxing techniques instantly.

"Tiger Fist!"

In an instant, it was like a tiger coming out of its cage!
This was the first time that Mo Wen actually used the Tiger Fist to fight an enemy. It was a perfect level of Tiger Fist. All moves seemed to be integrated into his blood, without any ambiguity, and every move worked smoothly.

fierce!Domineering!
Mo Wen felt as if he had really become a fierce tiger roaring in the mountains and forests, and a domineering arrogance suddenly radiated from the inside out!

Bang!Bang!Bang!
Punch to the flesh!

The situation was reversed in an instant. The sturdy man who only relied on brute force was no match at all. He lost an arm, like a sandbag, powerless to resist!

Mo Wen fired dozens of punches in a row as if to vent his anger, and then gradually stopped.

At this time, the tough man had collapsed on the ground.

No pain does not mean no injury.

Dozens of powerful fists have already smashed the sturdy man's internal organs!
Now, he has his last breath left.

"Mortal...you will definitely die!"

The sturdy man's pale face remained expressionless. With such serious injuries, even the ferocious beast might have only the strength to wail, but he was still able to speak completely and calmly.

"Ha ha!"

Mo Wen sneered, walked to the wall and took down the knife on the wall.

Clang!

The long knife was unsheathed and aimed at the tough man's neck!
"I give you a chance to reorganize the language!"

The tough man looked at Mo Wen, his expressionless pale face seemed to be silently mocking something!
wipe!
The pretense failed!
Mo Wen's expression remained unchanged, and he directly chopped off the tough man's head.

For a person who has no sense of pain, no threat will work.

Grumpy Grumpy!

The sturdy man's head rolled several times on the ground, traces of dark red and viscous blood flowed out from the wound, and the air exuded the smell of decomposing corpses.

"Sure enough, he's already dead!"

Mo Wen felt a little calmer. Killing someone was different from killing a dead person.

Although he has already come to his senses, in this weird and dangerous world, he will experience all of this sooner or later.But if there was an extra turning point, he would at least be more receptive.

"I don't want to die, so I can only let others die."

Mo Wen murmured softly, as if speaking to others, but also as if speaking to himself.

(End of this chapter)