I give the world destruction and rebirth

Wolfgang and Tang Ji sat back to their previous positions, but this time Tang Ji's spine was straight and his eyes no longer needed to move left and right, looking for possible opportunities.

Tang Ji could roughly guess what happened. He looked at the cement-like flames in his palms and remembered the name mentioned by the prophet - rage.

But can this thing really represent rage?

Tang Ji wanted to cheer up the 'flame' in his hand, but it simply went out, causing Wolfgang to frown.

Wolfgang suddenly stood up, put his nose in front of Tang Ji and took a sniff, with confusion on his face: "Weird, you are an ordinary person now? How strange."

He played with the glass in his hand, as if searching for similar precedents in his memory, but found none.

"I'm going to take away the remaining super human." Tang Ji temporarily put aside his abilities. He had discovered that the system in his mind had updated his personal page, and there was a lot of content.

But now is not the time to be in a daze. There is no guarantee that the old monster opposite will see anything.

"Whatever you want, you are the winner, winner takes all." Wolfgang waved his hand indifferently, and the flame on his wound was extinguished along with the flame in Tang Ji's hand.

The force that prevented him from recovering from the injury was slowly declining. Wolfgang was trying to remember this feeling, but Larry Jackman's talent was too strong, and the wound was healing at a speed visible to the naked eye.

In this case, needless to say, Tang Ji stood up and walked towards the witch. She fell there covered in filth. It was obvious that she had been severely damaged physically and mentally before.

The remains of the dwarf were thrown aside. Tang Ji did not feel any regrets. He did not fight against Wolfgang because of these two people. They deserved their crimes, but they should not have died at Wolfgang's mouth.

Tang Ji held the witch on his shoulders, and the doll in the witch's arms fell to the ground. It was exactly what Tang Ji looked like, and his chest was burned to a black burn.

There was a trace of Tang Ji's blood there before. The dwarf had cut the back of Tang Ji's hand and smeared it on the doll. Apparently, the mutation that had just occurred had also affected the doll.

Tang Ji raised his foot and wanted to crush the doll, but changed his mind the moment he landed. He bent down to pick up the doll, wiped it hard and laughed.

He thought the doll looked quite cute and could be given to Tang Anran as a toy. The father and son spent less time together and separated more, and Anran was old enough to play with toys.

Tangji no longer paid attention to Wolfgang and his cannibal team. Under the threat of players, they were like porcupines from two different groups. They could only stay close to each other to keep warm.

"How about making a deal?" Wolfgang shouted from behind: "Do you want my blood? In exchange for your blood, I want to taste it."

Tang Ji stood there, he hesitated. With the blood of greed, the player has the opportunity to eat away at one of the roots of this world.

No one can deny its value. It makes supernatural abilities truly become a tool. Now this tool is in the hands of players, but Tang Ji knows that even if there are no players, capital will sooner or later use the same means.

"One milliliter for one liter." Tang Ji didn't look back. He didn't want Wolfgang to see his expression.

"Are you kidding?" Wolfgang was stunned for a moment, angered by the outrageous offer: "Do you know what my blood represents? What is the use of your blood? Who would buy it except me?"

"The blood of greed is everywhere, and the players are almost watering their flowers with it. But you want my blood, but you can only pray for my consent." Tang Ji continued to walk out: "I think the offer just now was a loss. Now I start counting my steps, for every step I take, the price doubles."

Tang Ji walked seven steps, which was the time for Cao Zhi to compose a poem, and Wolfgang was also thinking about a poem, and finally gasped and shouted: "Deal!"

Wolfgang waved his hand, and the previous chef came over with a blood draw: "Instalment payment, pay one quarter first, and the remaining quarter every week!"

Greedy's voice sounded a little decadent. He felt that he had made a loss-making business and was called greedy. The bastard opposite was even greedier than Greedy!

Tang Ji finally turned around and looked at Wolfgang. He carefully looked at his figure. He did not look like he could squeeze out seven liters of blood at a time: "Twenty percent weekly interest rate."

Wolfgang cursed a long list of curse words in French, but Tanguy couldn't understand him and thought he was farting.

"One hundred milliliters, at least not much." Tang Ji looked at the chef as if he were looking at a dead person: "One more drop, and I will kill you."

"Don't insult my profession, sir." The chef looked at Tang Ji proudly: "Not a drop too much, not a drop too little!"

Tang Ji watched the chef draw a hundred milliliters of blood from the back of his hand. He originally wanted to draw it from the neck, but the sudden appearance of gray flames on Tang Ji's hand gave up the idea.

On the other side, Wolfgang also finished bleeding himself. Even a pervert like him, who had bled 2,500 milliliters at a time, fell into a weak state.

"Make good use of my blood. Don't forget what you said. I can eat anyone who drinks my blood and eats the flesh of the same kind." A smile appeared on Wolfgang's pale face: "Just watch. Boy, in less than twenty years, cannibalism will become a natural thing for me in this world."

Tang Ji snorted, picked up the container filled with greedy blood and left.

He didn't dare to think about that future, but Wolfgang was right. In the foreseeable future, Greedy Blood will definitely expand the scope of contamination as the number of players increases.

Tang Ji just carried the witch and left the underground base that had become a slaughterhouse. At this time, the night outside had fallen. Tang Ji, who was covered in blood and still carrying a person, made people have the urge to call the police at a glance.

In fact, the passerby really planned to do this. Tang Ji waited patiently for him to finish calling the police, then snatched his mobile phone and dialed the backup line of the Ark organization.

"I'm here." Tang Ji raised his head and looked around, a little helpless. He had been following Wang Zhengdao around these days. He didn't even know which city he was in. He could only determine that this was Gaul through the language spoken by passers-by.

"This is District 23, No. 33 Guard Street." said the 'enthusiastic' passerby: "After you make the call, can you return the phone to me? I haven't paid off my loan yet."

Tang Ji reported the address and threw the phone back into the passerby's arms: "Get out of here!"

"I called the police! It will take forty minutes at the earliest for the law enforcement officers to show up. Don't worry!" The enthusiastic passerby ran away and left a special warning.

Tang Ji now feels that Gaul is indeed a country with more humanistic care than the Federation. The brain circuits of the people here are completely inconsistent with Tang Ji, who is familiar with the rules of Night City.

There was no need to wait twenty minutes, just one minute later, Wang Zhengdao appeared in front of Tang Ji with another woman holding a sword.

Wang Zhengdao waved slightly towards Tang Ji, and then made way for the woman.

The woman was dressed in black, her skirt swaying slightly in the wind, and the swords in her hands emitted silver light in the night, just like Joan of Arc was alive.

"With the holy sword out of its sheath, there is no way for evil to hide. In the name of..., I order everyone here to show their colors!" The woman muttered in a low voice, suddenly drew her sword, and inserted the sword with both hands upside down on the land base.

A silver halo centered on the sword blade and spread around. The first thing it touched was the sword holder. The sword holder immediately erupted with light of the same color as the sword blade, illuminating half of the street.

Then came Wang Zhengdao. A ray of color that looked like a brilliant galaxy shone toward the sky, but its range and brightness were very small. Wang Zhengdao reached out curiously to touch the light, but it passed through his hand.

The halo touched Tang Ji and the witch. The former was directly ignored and dimmed, while a faint black light appeared on the witch, and more than a dozen dolls with different appearances emerged one by one, half of them children.

Tang Ji guessed that the woman's ability was to detect the types of superhuman abilities and good and evil around her. Apparently Wang Zhengdao had realized that the two of them were being targeted, so he called in foreign aid.

He was curious what color and pattern Greed would be.

The expansion speed of the halo was actually very fast. Another ray of light was recognized in a building a few hundred meters away, but before everyone could see the color clearly, a bloody light that covered the sky rose into the sky, as if it was going to pierce the sky. Broken, countless innocent souls are wandering in it!

The woman only had time to show an expression that said, "What the hell is that?" before she lost consciousness.

Wang Zhengdao's face was filled with surprise and uncertainty. Tang Ji had already easily picked up the woman and pulled out her sword: "Let's go, she accidentally exposed Greed."

who? greedy?

Wang Zhengdao's feet went weak, and he grabbed Tang Ji and jumped away, regardless of the excessive load.

After a few seconds, Wolfgang, whose face still hadn't recovered from his health, appeared here and sniffed the smell left in the air: "Two more superhumans are coming, is it the flea man under the prophet? What a convenient ability, sooner or later. I’m going to eat you.”

"Forget it, they ran away. There is a small cake over there to enjoy. I have to add some nutrition." Wolfgang jumped into the air and landed on the roof of the building dozens of meters away, and then Jumping up again, after a few ups and downs, it disappeared into the place where it was glowing before.

Wang Zhengdao once again exceeded his limit. He took four people and jumped an unprecedented distance. Tang Ji didn't know how far exactly, but the pyramid not far away proved that they were now in Egypt.

Tang Ji looked at the three people lying on the ground and sighed, and also lay down on the ground. He had been persisting since the day. If it weren't for his extraordinary physical strength, it would be difficult to even breathe.

He reached out and took out Wang Zhengdao's mobile phone and dialed the Ark Organization's number again. Fortunately, this time he did not need to report his address. Wang Zhengdao's mobile phone had a positioning system, and the Ark Organization had already located them.

Tang Ji reached out and felt Wang Zhengdao's pulse. His condition looked quite bad. He was bleeding from all his orifices and his breathing was uneven.

Among the three people who were unconscious, the gypsy witch was the first to wake up. Tang Ji guessed that she had woken up a long time ago and was just pretending to be unconscious, waiting for an opportunity.

But it doesn't matter, this is a desert and she can't go anywhere.

The witch blinked, as if to confirm her status, then she saw the doll hanging on Tang Ji's waist, and she only hesitated for a second before rushing towards it!

Tang Ji lay still and kicked the witch back. He was still recovering his strength and didn't want to get up so early to work.

The second person to wake up was the Gaulish girl from COS Joan of Arc. When Tang Ji was carrying her, she was almost suffocated to death by the smell of perfume.

"Where is this?" The Gaul girl immediately picked up her sword from the ground and looked down at Tang Ji, wary of possible enemies: "What was that just now?"

"This is Egypt." Tang Ji replied lazily. He was taking the time to look at his personal interface: "As for what that was just now, I guess it was the undertone of human original sin."

Gao Lu Niu felt that Tang Ji was playing tricks on her, so she took a few steps closer to Wang Zhengdao and kicked him lightly, but the other party had no reaction: "What's wrong with him?"

"Maybe the tank exploded." Tang Ji gave his guess. He could only describe it this way. He felt it was appropriate.

But the Gaul girl frowned, obviously her sense of Tang Ji had further declined.

[User ID: Tangji-Rage

Incarnation of Fury (semi-awakened, unable to fully read information): Fury, one of the Seven Deadly Sins, the spokesperson of hatred and revenge in the world. Besides law and justice, there is another kind of justice.

Affiliated ability - Flame of Hatred (semi-awakened, unable to fully read information): Based on your anger, the flame of hatred is generated out of thin air. The flame of hatred can burn both visible and invisible things.

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Points owned: 0

Hunting list: Michael V. Michael (has been completely terminated) (the relic library has been opened, all goods can be exchanged at half price)]

As expected, Tang Ji sighed. He didn't know what semi-awakening was, and this ability seemed completely different from other superhuman abilities.

Judging from the description, rage is not a certain ability, but more like a system composed of multiple abilities combined together.

If the so-called Seven Deadly Sins had such an ability system, Tang Ji would completely understand why the Seven Deadly Sins would become the overlord in the world that the prophet saw.

Tang Ji did not intend to tell the prophet that he had awakened the power of rage. He always felt that the appearance of greed was too coincidental.

Greed was too cooperative with him. When Tang Ji calmed down, he felt that the whole process was more like Greed was playing him, just to see if he could still awaken into rage.

And the only person who knew his furious identity was the prophet. It was difficult for Tang Ji not to wonder if the prophet had reached an agreement with Greed.

By not communicating with the prophet, he had already made his attitude clear.

"What is your ability?" Tang Ji felt that he had regained some strength and sat up. At this time, the witch had stumbled away several hundred meters.

The Gaul girl was arrogant for a while before speaking: "Why should I tell you? Huh, my ability can make superhuman beings appear, and I can roughly distinguish his abilities and good or bad."

"Should that witch die?" Tang Ji pointed at the witch in the distance and asked.

"You scum, you won't be innocent even if you die ten thousand times!" Gaul girl spat, and the sword was snatched away in the next second.

He didn't rescue her just to let her live.

PS: Stretch your muscles and check for typos again