About the story of a brave man being a potato for a thousand years and then the world was destroyed

"Ah... it's Mr. Hunter King," the civilians quickly put down their weapons, and one of them hurriedly explained, "Sorry, we heard several footsteps and thought they were enemies... Huh? They are not..."

"Hi, hello, I'm Liu Ji, do you remember me?" Liu Ji smiled and greeted him.

"Of course I remember! Aren't you the heroes who helped us defend Mill City before!" The villager immediately slapped his thigh, turned around and shouted, "Hey! Everyone! We are saved! The heroes are here to save us!"

His voice echoed in the empty space, and Liu Ji looked in the direction of his shout.

He saw countless pairs of eyes, countless pairs of eyes that looked like hope in the darkness.

only……

Each body with these eyes seems to be so weak.

239. My drill bit can break through the ground.

The situation at the scene was much worse than Liu Ji imagined.

There were indeed many people who survived, but half of them had injuries on their bodies, and some people's injuries were so serious that they were life-threatening.

"Hell, don't you have a doctor?" Liu Ji frowned.

"It's useless, as all the injuries sustained during the bombing are getting worse," Bumijiak shook his head helplessly, "Treatment can only be delayed. Many people only have minor scratches at the beginning, but as time goes by, It’s what you see now…”

"The wound keeps getting worse," Liu Ji frowned slightly and looked at Ya Yin.

"It's some kind of curse," Yayin said with a frown, "No, it might not be a curse. Damn it, this kind of energy is too special..."

"Special energy..." Liu Ji touched his chin, then closed his eyes and felt it carefully.

Vaguely, he seemed to notice a hint of newly acquired subtle power.

The power was very weak, and if you didn't feel it carefully you would even ignore it, but the power also contained a certain aura that was extremely familiar to him.

"Is this it..." Liu Ji tried to communicate with that power.

The next moment, he actually saw the faint energy existing in this space.

Seeing this energy, Liu Ji suddenly remembered where this familiar feeling came from.

This is the power that causes all things to decay.

Back then, when he devoured the origin of half of the world, it was this invisible energy that surged down from the sky like a tsunami, sweeping across the entire world and causing the entire world to quickly perish.

No... maybe that shouldn't be said.

If magic and spell power are positive and negative manifestations of one kind of energy, then this energy is the positive and negative manifestation of another kind of energy like the origin of the world.

Its surge in the other world was not due to its sudden increase in number or anything, but because the original power of the world faded away, and the space left was naturally invaded by it.

but……

Why?

It's weird enough that Wang Qi has a power that is connected to the origin of the world. How come there is a power related to destruction?

Liu Ji rubbed his eyebrows. The more he thought about the tyrant's background, the more he couldn't understand it.

However, now is not the time to talk about this.

Liu Ji mobilized that power and slowly pulled up the strange energy in the space.

Although with this weak power, he cannot control these energies, let alone absorb them, he can still do it by just intervening to a certain extent. As long as they are driven out of these people's bodies, they will naturally become like the ones from before. Like the air pouring into the water from the empty bottle, it turns into "bubbles" one by one, and then "floats to the surface".

Seeing Liu Ji's "acting" in the air with seriousness, the villagers looked at each other and seemed a little confused.

But Yayin could see that Liu Ji seemed to be pulling in that kind of inexplicable energy.

The other person who still had feelings was Bumikak. Although he couldn't understand what Liu Ji was doing, he clearly felt that the wound on his back seemed to be starting to feel familiar and itchy.

It was the feeling of his flesh and blood repairing itself.

It was a very familiar feeling that he had not experienced for a long time.

"You, can you cure them?" Bumijiak looked at Liu Ji in shock.

"No, I'm sorry, I don't know how to treat illnesses," Liu Ji said. "What I can do is help you get rid of the things that prevent your wounds from healing."

Liu Ji said this very plainly and his voice was not loud, but it was clearly transmitted to the ears of almost everyone in the quiet cave.

Suddenly, people's voices started to become noisy. Some people excitedly asked whether it was true or false, some shouted loudly and expressed gratitude, and some expressed worry and confusion.

But no matter what, in the lifeless cave, fervent hope suddenly arose.

Liu Ji looked at them and sighed.

There was only so much he could do.

The hunters who have passed away have passed away. At least I hope that their sacrifices will have a better result.

"It seems we have to stay here for a few days," Liu Ji expelled the last trace of strange energy from the area, turned to look at Yayin, "Can you think of a way to help them treat their injuries?"

"It's okay to disinfect and help with recovery, but I can't do more. After all, I haven't specialized in medical magic," Yayin said. "It's a pity that I should have brought Carly here..."

"No, there's no need to worry about this. As long as there's no weird curse, we can handle it ourselves," Bumijiak grinned, "Don't forget, we are from the Hunting City, don't underestimate us. Resilient.”

With that said, Bumijiak stepped forward and shouted loudly to arrange medical arrangements. The uninjured people and even some older children took action one after another and got busy in an orderly manner.

"I'm going to help too," Yayin said and followed Bumijiak.

After Liu Ji had done what he could do, he could only leave it to them.

As for now, he thought maybe he could go and see how the potatoes he planted were doing now?

Um……

Time seems a bit short.

Then, get some food back?

It didn't look like they were short of food. Although Bumijiak was injured, he was still the King of Hunters after all. In this place with abundant products, it was not difficult for him to just find some food.

Just as Liu Ji was hesitating, suddenly, he saw a group of children running in front of him.

These children were not very old, the oldest was estimated to be about twelve or thirteen years old. They looked up at Liu Ji and did not speak. They just stared at Liu Ji with eyes shining with admiration.

Liu Ji knelt down, smiled at them, and asked, "Children? What's wrong? Is there something wrong?"

Although his lingua franca is still a bit lame, but just chatting with a few children, he feels that it shouldn't be too stressful...

The children looked at each other and seemed hesitant to speak for a while.

"Don't be nervous, just tell me what you want to say," Liu Ji said in a kind tone.

The children still seemed hesitant, but after two seconds, a little boy who looked to be only six or seven years old mustered up the courage to ask: "Well, uncle, are you really the hero who saved Mill City? "

"Ah...this," Liu Ji let out a sigh of relief.

To be honest, he didn't know if he counted.

In the final analysis, he did not go head-to-head with the Eleventh Cavalry just to save Mir City. In their view, even if he killed the Eleventh Cavalry at that time, when the tyrant came, this place would only be destroyed. It was destroyed faster than before...

He deserves the title of hero.

but……

For children, sometimes it is better not to speak so complicatedly. Perhaps it is not a bad idea to give them hope at this time and act like this false hero.

Therefore, Liu Ji nodded.

"Yes, I'll give it a try," Liu Ji nodded.

"Then, then you..." One of the little girls suddenly became excited and asked in a slightly louder voice, "Then do you know where my dad is? Mom said he went to a place far away..."

The childish voice echoed in the empty cave. Liu Ji looked at the girl in front of him and was stunned for a few seconds.

ah……

yes.

Sure enough, you will be asked this kind of question.

And sure enough, I can’t answer it at all…

This really posed a problem for myself.

Just when Liu Ji was stunned, a woman with an injured arm suddenly came over, knocked the little girl on the head, and scolded: "Hey! Didn't I tell you, don't ask other people such questions. "

After saying that, he turned to Liu Ji and apologized: "Well, Mr. Hero, children are not sensible, please bear with them..."

"No, children are quite sensible," Liu Ji shook his head, "It's just that there are always some people who will live up to children's expectations of the world."

With that said, Liu Ji rubbed the child's head, turned around and walked out of the cave without saying anything more.

Sure enough, it was still too inappropriate for someone like him to chat with these innocent children.

Standing at the door of the tree hole, I looked up at the sky in the distance.

It was a casual glance, but Liu Ji immediately took a breath.

Almost subconsciously, gray-white grass grew from under his feet and extended to every corner of the cave.

Then, Liu Ji barely dared to take a breath. He only dared to turn into scattered sand on the ground and peered into the sky in the distance.

There, there were several figures floating there.

Seven people of different shapes and colors, wearing blood-stained cloaks.

There were one, two, four, five, six, eleven and twelve blood stains on their cloaks respectively.

Yes, those are the seven kings, all seven kings who are still alive now, including Tulin and the newly appointed eleventh king.

This lineup alone is actually scary enough, but besides them, there are four figures.

Liu Ji had seen two of the figures.

One was the legendary third king general who had appeared in Kaga Holy City, wearing three white ribbons. He was said to be superior to the king's knight.

The other one is the tyrant himself.

The remaining two, if nothing else, should be the other two generals.

In other words, in the air not far away from them, all the top combat power of the Tyrant's army was being assembled.

And where they were was right above the floating fortress that crashed before.

"Damn it, shouldn't I be covered in grass over there? Why are they still coming?" Liu Ji felt a little nervous.

Unconsciously, he glanced at Túrin.

The latter was floating in the sky with a serious look on his face, arms folded, eyes closed and concentrating. That majestic look was completely different from the usual carefree person.

However, Liu Ji remembered him when he saw him.

He seemed to have said before that the tyrant wanted to take advantage of the latest opportunity to attack the Secret Sanctuary, and expressed the hope that Liu Ji would find an opportunity to disrupt the situation.

And what surprised Liu Ji the most was that this sticky person who had been unable to get rid of him announced that he would leave for a while.

At that time, Liu Ji hadn't figured out why, but now he knew that the tyrant had gathered all his troops. No matter how good this guy was at ordinary times, he couldn't hide at this time.

In this case... Did they come here to find the tenth king rider?

But when they arrived, they found that the tenth king rider had even blown up his house?

Wouldn't that be embarrassing? The key and the others conducted a carpet search on the spot. Not to mention whether they could find him, it was really hard to say whether there were people in this cave...

Liu Ji peeked at them and didn't dare to breathe.

Time passed by, and one of the king generals and two king riders seemed to be running some kind of spell. Through the gray-white ancient dragon, Liu Ji could feel that they seemed to be trying to find some clues.

It could be about himself, or it could be about the tenth king rider.

The good news is that no matter what they were looking for, they didn't seem to have any signs of gaining anything.

After about an hour, they stopped the spell, exchanged something in the air, and then flew away one by one.

When their figures completely disappeared in the sky, Liu Ji finally breathed a sigh of relief.

Fortunately, the disaster plant was a strange curse that had deceived the whole world, and its effect was indeed perverted enough. Even so, they couldn't find him here.

Of course, it might also be related to Liu Ji's fighting style itself, which would not leave any traces.

In short, it was good not to be discovered. If he faced the tyrant alone, he would basically surrender directly. If others brought a group of people to run into him, they might not die cleanly.

However... meeting them here is not all bad.

At least Liu Ji knew that their people had gathered. If nothing unexpected happened, it seemed that the attack on the Secret Sanctuary was really a matter of the near future.